Your Retribution Is Me [Quick Transmigration]

The position of the village party secretary is relatively detached. He speaks better than the village head, not to mention he can talk to the leaders of the town. Whoever can't get there is all in the head. The leader who can talk to the head is the village party secretary. The village head has no face without the party secretary.

So when the village party secretary said this, the old lady's crying was choked up, held in her throat, and gurgled for a long time without uttering a word.

The branch secretary pointed to a steady-looking man with a pair of eyes in his pocket next to the old lady, and said, "You, the one with the worm mirror, tell me, what is your name in Chahezi?" Why are you here, what do you want to make such a fuss about?"

Xiachahezi was the village where Wang Shuanzhu lived, and the group of people who followed Mrs. Wang were all from Xiachahezi.

The man with the eyes in his pocket took two steps forward, shook hands with the branch secretary and the others, and then said, "That's right, Wang Shuanzhu from our village yesterday, you know, he came back to the village from the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday morning." On the way, I met someone from your village..." He looked at Baoning, "The female educated youth Ning Xianghong, Wang Shuanzhu said, Ning Xianghong showed his favor to him, so he went to the sorghum field with her, who knew that the two of them had just taken off their pants Ning Xianghong took the scissors and cut him..." He clamped his legs, "cut the thing that was aimed at him, and it was broken. He went to the clinic yesterday afternoon and said that he almost It hurts the root, and now I don't know whether it will work or not. You, especially her," he pointed to Baoning, "must give an explanation."

"Then what do you want to say?" the branch secretary asked.

The man looked down at Mrs. Wang.

Only then did Mrs. Wang put on her little shoe, leaning on a cane, and stood up tremblingly under the support of the man.

"How to say, I have to ask my aunt." The man said, "After all, I was the one who tied up my brother and was killed. The two of them are the sufferers."

So, Mrs. Wang moved her three-inch golden lotus, walked forward, and said: "My son is the root of our old Wang family. Now that he has hurt his root, I don't know if he can give me grandchildren in the future." Let alone grandson, I don’t know if I can find a wife in the future, so this bitch,” she pointed at Baoning, “you have to marry my son!” She raised her chin again, “Also, she I’m from the city, so I need a dowry to marry my son, no matter what, it costs 200 yuan! The three big things don’t count, just give me a bicycle ticket, and she can accompany me with an electric box. Other things prepared by our family can be considered Give her face!"

This is true, even if you marry the daughter of the leader, you have to give a dowry gift if you want to accompany her, right?If you open your mouth, you dare to ask the woman for 200 yuan to accompany you. You must know that if you add another 300 yuan to the money, you can bring a woman home if you take it directly to the south. There is no escort, but you are absolutely obedient and honest.

Wang Shuanzhu's family still thinks beautifully.

The village party secretary tapped the soles of his shoes with a cigarette bag in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I said, did you people who went down to Chahezi not understand what I said? Your requests sound interesting." , But, you need to understand first, what I said is that you all said this, there are no police and no judges, who are you? It is said that Wang Shuanzhu in your village was injured by Ning Xianghong or she was injured? He walked over, pulled Bao Ning over, stretched out his hand and pulled him twice, and made him turn around, "Grow those eyeballs of yours for me and have a good look at them!"

Although the branch secretary knew that his nephew had also taken a fancy to Ning Xianghong, he also knew that the educated youth of the family would definitely look down on his nephew who was a loser and not a grown-up. He would fight for it if he could, but he wouldn't force it.

"Look, do you understand? Such a big girl, with her looks, is enough to be matched with any leader or head. Will she fall in love with that little rascal Wang Shuanzhu in your village? And go to the sorghum field with him? You listen Listen, think about it for yourself, is this possible?" He stuffed the eye bags into his mouth and took a deep breath, "Don't worry, I've sent someone to the police station to call someone, don't mention me if you go to Chahezi We can’t support the female educated youth who favors our League, if she really committed a crime, but what do you say? No one will believe it, and who can’t see that you want to harm others?”

Then, he took another puff of cigarette: "If you do it like this, isn't this the persecution of women? But whenever a man takes a fancy to a woman, he can say that she is bad or bad, and spread rumors about her." , when the time comes, you will be able to occupy her, and you can even occupy a few more, what's the matter, are you all Huang Shiren, or are the people in your village all Nan Batian?"

No matter Huang Shiren or Nan Batian, they are all villains in model plays, and they are both "good hands" in mutilating women.It can be said that these words are murderous.

And Baoning can be regarded as seeing the talkative skills of this era.He originally thought that he would go into battle against Wang Laoniang and the others in person, but now he realized that if she really went into battle by herself, people might not understand what he said, and he was still cursing vigorously on the sidelines!

It has to be said that the tears of the times are not only in objects, but also in language.

If he really went to the battle to scold, it is estimated that only national scolding and Xiasanlu are more common, but those words that really hurt his heart, he can't get the point at all.

I have to say that the branch secretary is the branch secretary, so awesome.

People these days are not afraid of you scolding his father or his mother, but they are afraid of you scolding him as a black five, rich people turn bad rightists, have overseas connections, are not popular or professional, these are the things they fear , if someone is beaten into a bad element, then the really terrible things will start!

Baoning didn't feel much about this matter, but seeing the fearful faces of the people in Xiachahezi in front of him, he felt a little bit better.

At this time, the people from the police station also came.

The clothes they wear are definitely not those uniforms that look particularly handsome in later generations, but the blue police uniforms they are wearing now are already good clothes that many people covet, especially if the young guy wears a big cap. No one is left!

As soon as the police comrades came over, someone naturally gave up their seats. On the way, they also learned a little about the specific situation. Of course, the people who came to them couldn't explain it. They just briefly talked about the current situation. He also spoke in a hurry, and added a special word, saying that the person who went down to Chahezi went straight to the most beautiful girl in their village who jumped in the queue. If you are important, you may have to fight.

Having said that, the police will of course have preconceived ideas.They have also handled many cases, and this kind of cases against educated youths is even more uncommon. There are also young men from society who specifically seek out female educated youths who jumped in the queue. , I first reprimanded the people at Xiachahezi, especially the old lady with little feet: "Get out of the way! What are you doing here?! Are you trying to seize women or do something illegal?"

The latter sentence is more high-end. The old lady Wang didn't understand it very well, but someone next to her understood it, so she couldn't help being shocked by this sentence, and dared not be aggressive anymore.But Mrs. Wang was not afraid. She felt that she was right, so she naturally stood at the front. When the police came, she didn't back down. She grabbed the policeman's arm and started crying again.

Of course, the words can be a little better, but the content is still the same.

The police laughed angrily at Mrs. Wang's confounding words.He looked at Ning Xianghong, whom everyone was talking about. That girl was picturesque, even more beautiful than the beauties in the pictorials he had secretly read when he was a child, and even more beautiful than the fairies in the fairy tales he had heard about, and she was younger. Very, her cheeks were red, her eyes were also red, her mouth was tightly pursed, and it seemed that she was wronged. How could such a girl like the son of such a shrew?

Not to mention the leading policeman, the little policeman he led was also very happy.

how can that be possible?What a joke!

For some reason, the little policeman took out a newly bought handkerchief from his pocket that he planned to give to his mother, and handed it to Baoning: "Wipe your tears, I have wronged you."

This action poked the lungs of Mrs. Wang, and she cursed: "Fox, vixen! This is a vixen! Can you see, she is seducing people like this!"

"Shut up!" The policeman who led the team was very angry, "Now you are the one who is persecuting the girl, and you are the one who caught the crime. Don't you know if the girl did those things?" He said Ask the village head to bring tables, chairs and benches, and sit down here to try the case.

At this time, everything is not as formal as later generations, and if there is no need to go to court, the police can directly arrange for both sides to stop.So the people from Xiachahezi repeated their request with the previous slander.Of course the police didn't believe it, but they had to ask the person on the other side, that is, Baoning.

"Where did you go yesterday morning?" asked the policeman.

Baoning replied: "Yesterday morning I was packing the dried vegetables. I asked for leave and went out for a walk to see that the vegetables at the foot of the mountain were growing well. Then I went back to the house and took out all the dry firewood I picked and dried. Then I sent it to the chef."

The chef said: "Yes, she accompanied me when I was cooking in the morning, and scalded all the dried vegetables with water!"

"Yeah!" The policeman made a note and went to see Mrs. Wang again, "Your son was also injured in the morning. She was packing the dried vegetables in the morning. The time is not right at all. What do you say?"

"My son said it was her!" Of course, Mrs. Wang would not think of the specific time. Even if she did, she doesn't have a watch, so the specific time is useless.

"Old lady, your son is whoever he says he is. If he wants to say that you are not his mother, then you are not?" The little policeman's words hurt.

"He crawled out of my stomach, how could it not be my kiss?!" Granny Wang shouted angrily.

The little policeman didn't show any weakness: "That's right, you are so stupid, your son is a well-known scoundrel in ten miles and eight villages, you two are really biological, and if you catch someone, you will cause disaster!"

The author has something to say: This is the simplest small dungeon, it is a benefit for the hero, after all, the Queen Mother of the West really did not catch a laborer to do coolies.The male lead will enter a more difficult dungeon, and the next dungeon will turn him back into a man. Try to transmigrate once as a man and once as a woman. The next time the male lead will go to the primitive society, let the man with golden fingers see what it is like. Call it an infrastructure maniac!