Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 13 Don’t blame me for being unkind!

Drilling a well is something that the whole village is looking forward to now.

But also where the score is played.

If this well was used only for her own family, Mrs. Qian would lose her teeth from laughing.

The problem is that this well must supply water to the whole village.

In other words, if this well is dug in her yard, everyone in the village will have to come here to fetch water.

From dawn to night, I don’t know how many times people will come.

It's noisy and noisy, how can her family live in the future?
  And there are so many people coming and going, what if something is missing from her house?
  And her daughter-in-law, who looks good and has a good figure...

The more she thought about it, the more Mrs. Qian couldn't agree.

Suddenly, she turned her eyes and saw Sun Xiangyang and Dudu next to her. She was stunned for a moment, and then a fierce expression appeared on her face.

"Okay, let me tell you why the old party secretary suddenly came to my house to dig a well. Is it instigated by you, a sick man? You, a murderer of a thousand cuts, should have been taken away by the Jing Dragon King before, but now you are here to harm my house. And this little Sangmenxing is so unlucky, get out of my house quickly."

Mrs. Qian didn't dare to show her teeth at the old party secretary, but she was not afraid of a sick man.

"Snapped!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Qian was slapped hard on the face.

This is because the old branch secretary had quick eyesight and saw that Sun Xiangyang was about to take action, so he struck in advance.

Like Granny Qian, he can fight, but no one dares to chirp.

But if it were Sun Xiangyang, he would inevitably get a bad reputation.

So it's better for him to be the villain.

"He's beating someone. The old branch secretary is beating someone up. He's bullying me, an old woman who doesn't have a man in her family."

Mrs. Qian was beaten first and almost squatted on the ground. Then she ran outside and started shouting loudly.

At this time, the members of the production team happened to go home for dinner. When they heard the noise here, they rushed over one after another.

"Everyone is here to judge, can the old party secretary just beat people up? Isn't it just bullying that my family has no men? How can I live?"

Mrs. Qian simply sat on the ground and kicked her legs, crying and crying, as if she had been greatly wronged.

"Mother, what's wrong?"

A rather charming woman came over in a hurry, holding a little girl of three or four years old, followed by two older boys.

She is the money widow.

The mother of Qian Dashan and Qian Xiaoshan.

"Didn't I ask you to watch the door at home? Where did you go? If you don't come back, our family will be ripped off."

Mrs. Qian got angry at her daughter-in-law.

Widow Qian was a little confused. Why did she want to rip off her cave dwelling?
  Then she saw the old party secretary and Sun Xiangyang.

Is it possible that the other party is coming to take back the house?

"Mrs. Qian, why are you howling in broad daylight?"

Before Widow Qian could say anything, a figure walked over quickly. It was the seventh aunt, Jin Xianglan, the women's director of Shuangshui Bay, whom Sun Xiangyang met when he went to fetch water.

As the women's director, she doesn't just care about whose family has the baby.

She usually intervenes in most disputes between neighbors.

After all, she is a woman, so it is easier for her to talk about anything she wants.

"Look, the old party secretary beat me with this sick man, and demolished my cave dwelling. Is there any royal law? Is there any justice? If there is no justice in Shuangshui Bay, I will go to the commune."

When Mrs. Qian saw that there were more and more people, she simply pointed at her swollen face and howled hard.

The slap from the old party secretary just now was not even remotely merciful. At this moment, Mrs. Qian's hair was disheveled and her cheeks were red and swollen. It really looked like she had been beaten. Suddenly, many eyes fell on the old branch secretary.

"I was the one who beat you, what are you going to do? Don't tell me you go to the commune, even if you go to the county, I, Sun Yude, will still beat you."

The old party secretary's eyes widened and he took two steps forward.

Otherwise, it is said that evil people will have their own troubles. When Mrs. Qian saw that the old party secretary seemed to want to eat her alive, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Old party secretary, please calm down first and don't do anything wrong. What's going on?"

Jin Xianglan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the old party secretary.

How could she not know who Mrs. Qian was?
  Normally, it was too late for everyone to avoid her, so how could they come to her house to cause trouble for no reason?
  "Humph!"

The old party secretary snorted coldly, then looked around and said loudly: "Everyone happens to be here, so I will tell you that just now Xiangyang helped us find a new well in Shuangshui Bay. As long as the well is dug out, everyone will be able to work again in the future." Now that we have water to eat, we no longer have to run so far to fetch water.

But this old godly woman refuses to let her go, let alone slap her. If she still stops me, I will hold a meeting and drive her out of Shuangshui Bay. "

"Find water?"

"where?"

"Mrs. Qian, why are you preventing us from drilling a well?"

"That is, does the whole village drink the water your grandson peed on?"

As the old branch secretary opened his mouth, everyone around him became angry.

The weight of the two people is inherently unequal. One is highly respected, while the other is despised by everyone.

What's more, it also involves the problem of digging wells and drinking water for the whole village.

Who should we point the finger at? Do we still need to consider it?
  "You're talking nonsense. Why did you come to my house to find water? How can this sick man find water? Bah... ah."

Mrs. Qian simply pointed the finger at Sun Xiangyang, but as soon as she finished scolding him, she received a solid stone on her forehead.

Looking in the direction, he saw Sun Tiaotiao quickly putting down his hand, looking innocent.

"Xiang Yang, did you really find water? Is it in Mrs. Qian's yard?"

Jin Xianglan couldn't help but look at Sun Xiangyang. She knew that the old party secretary was dragging him to find water.

But unexpectedly, the last place I found was Mrs. Qian’s yard. Is it true?

"Aunt Qi, if there is any water, can you ask someone to fetch it and you will know?"

Sun Xiangyang said unhurriedly, but his expression was a little cold. Anyone who was yelled at in a sickly manner would probably not be happy.

On the contrary, the old party secretary and Sun Tiaotiao, a pair of grandsons and grandsons, were quite relieved with a slap and a stone.

Moreover, Granny Qian scolded him twice, giving him a total of 30 experience points.

what is this?
  "Nonsense, how can there be water in my yard? If this sick man had the ability, how could he have almost died before? It was obvious that his family offended the Jing Dragon King, so the well in our village was drained."

Mrs. Qian said with bared teeth and claws.

"Fuck you, Xiang Yang's father found the well in our village. You drink water with your front foot, curse others with your back foot, and your conscience is eaten by a dog?

And the well at that time was found with this dragon-seeking ruler. I saw it with my own eyes. Now Xiangyang has inherited his father's skills and used this dragon-seeking ruler to find a new well. This is our Shuangshuiwan If anyone dares to chirp or use any crooked ideas, don't blame me, Sun Yude, for being unkind. "

There was no need for Sun Xiangyang to come forward, so the old party secretary put down the cruel words first.

He did this just in case.

At the same time, let everyone understand one thing. Sun Xiangyang is no longer the sick boy he used to be.

Whatever you think about and do, you have to think carefully about it.

Sure enough, following the words of the old branch secretary, many onlookers seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions changed significantly.

(End of this chapter)