"Then why does she have vegetables and we don't? She is the leader of the village, and she said she didn't hide any?"
Cui Bohao was completely stunned. He finally understood what Liu Qiaoer meant by those words.
He was so angry that his veins were exposed and he was furious.
"That's her own thing, her own, not her hair. This is her own yard, she can grow something there, have something there, isn't that right?"
The hot-tempered man finally calmed down. Unable to beat Liu Qiaoer, he turned his attention to Cui Bohao.
"Of course not. They are all things from her hair, so they should be divided equally. Besides, at this time, everyone has nothing at home. I think those things of hers might have been hidden away a long time ago, but you didn't find them. We are smart, so we found them."
Cui Bohao was so angry that he was speechless. It was a typical case of "I don't have it, and even if you do have it, it's a fake theory." It's impossible to reason with such people.
"This is her own home. You are just people who live in the village. The house you live in belongs to the village, not yours. What right do you have to say that others have nothing?"
The irritable man raised his chin and said arrogantly: "It's already this late. Even if there is food at home, it has all been eaten. If you want to prove her innocence, let us search her room. If she has hidden something, we have to take it out and share it with everyone."
Liu Qiaoer snorted coldly, "We divided it up. When the natural disaster came, our village had just harvested wheat, and every household had stored food. Some people even planted cabbage and vegetables, which were enough to eat for a while. I'm afraid you don't just want to divide my food, you want to divide all the supplies for everyone in the village."
Cui Bohao didn't expect that his good intention would attract the covetousness of outsiders, and he stamped his feet in anger.
"If you dare to steal the villagers' things, I will kick you all out, in droves."
Liu Qiaoer knew that these outsiders had no good intentions.
This is an era where the strong prey on the weak. If they can't even protect their own village, they deserve to be robbed by outsiders.
But Liu Qiaoer has lived here for half a year after all, and the villagers still have feelings for her.
At this time, Uncle Wang from next door also came out. Seeing this group of people being so unreasonable, he was very angry.
"If we had known you were such people, our village should not have accepted you. There are many people like her in our village, and every household has food. Can it be that you can't have food without us? We grow our food with great effort, so why should we share it with you?"
Village chief Wang also came, and Wang Zhaolin also brought some young people.
When he heard that this group of outsiders actually wanted to take out all the supplies from the villagers' homes and divide them up, he got so angry that he started a fight with them.
With a "bang", someone opened the wooden warehouse.
Hearing the sound, everyone stopped what they were doing.
Unexpectedly, the angry man punched Cui Bohao in the stomach.
Everyone in the village was stunned. The village chief also stood up and shouted loudly: "What are you doing?"
"You are an outsider, living in our village house, and you even beat our village cadres."
The hot-tempered man clenched his fists and waved them angrily: "He is unfair, what kind of cadre is he..."
Just as he raised his foot to kick Cui Bohao.
There was another "bang" and the angry man knelt on the ground, covering his legs.
At this time, everyone looked towards the person who opened the wooden warehouse.
Cui Bohao covered his face which was hurt by the beating, unable to tell whether he felt wronged or happy.
"Brother, why are you here?"
"If I hadn't come, you would have been beaten to death, and some people would still be watching the fun."
As he spoke, the man glanced at Liu Qiaoer.
He is Cui Bohao’s elder brother, Cui Lingxiao, a foreigner who could not avoid natural disasters and man-made calamities. He came back from abroad specifically to look for his younger brother.
In fact, he came when the angry man knocked on the door. He had just asked where Cui Bohao lived, but he didn't expect that the door to his yard was blocked by someone.
Then Liu Qiaoer came out and beat the man up without saying a word.
Then I found out that there was a conflict between the villagers and the people who were staying in the village.
He knew that his brother was a village cadre here, so he didn't say anything. He just wanted to wait until the conflict was resolved before going over.
Who would have thought that the two groups would actually start fighting, and the instigator stood at the door with his arms folded, watching the fun.
Seeing that the conflict was about to escalate and his brother was about to suffer, he opened the wooden warehouse.
Liu Qiaoer looked at him, smiled slightly, and continued to watch the excitement with her arms folded.
Although Cui Bohao's stomach hurt, he still stood in front of Liu Qiao'er and stretched out his arms: "No matter what, no one can enter this door today. If you feel it is unfair, you can leave. If you dare to break into a private house, get out of this village and never think of enjoying any supplies in the village again."
The grumpy man was shot in the leg, and without a leader, the rest of the group retreated.
Village Chief Wang stood up and said, "You are guests staying in our village. You have a share of the supplies distributed by the leaders, but the supplies and food they originally stored in our village are their own. There is no reason for me to share them with you. If any of you make trouble again, I will not be polite. When the leaders come, I will send you away."
"Our temple is too small to accommodate big Buddhas like you. The leaders will come again in the afternoon, and you can leave now."
Seeing that they were about to be kicked out, some of the people led by the hot-tempered man immediately started to quibble.
"We didn't think of asking for the villagers' supplies. He said that the woman didn't look like a villager. Why did she live in such a nice house while so many of us were crowded together?"
"Yes, that's what he said. That woman is well-dressed and good-looking. If we can trick her into giving us her possessions, all her things will be ours."
In the final analysis, it's because these people are too greedy, for material things and for women.
Their words not only aroused the anger of the villagers, but also angered the outsiders who were staying here temporarily.
"You are such a jerk. What does it have to do with you if someone has a nice home and nice clothes? You want their supplies and you want to seduce them. You deserve to be beaten. Go away and stop causing trouble for us. We still want to survive in the village."
"Go away, go away."
The grumpy man was driven away by everyone, and no one treated his leg injury. He just limped away.
Although Village Chief Wang felt sorry for him, he ignored him.
We asked everyone to leave and go back to their homes to rest. The distributed supplies were enough for everyone to survive for three or four days, and the people in the village committee also needed to rest.
The village chief said that supplies would be distributed again in five days, and asked everyone to plan their meals and keep warm when returning to their houses. If anyone was sick and needed medicine, they could contact him.
Everyone dispersed, and Cui Bohao also went back to the house with Liu Qiaoer, holding his stomach. Cui Bohao's brother, carrying the luggage, also followed them.
Liu Qiaoer locked the small door and looked him up and down: "Have you eaten? We just had breakfast. If you are not too hungry, you can wait until noon to have lunch together."
Cui Bohao rubbed his belly and jumped onto his brother's body like a child. His eyes turned red and tears almost fell.
"Brother, you are finally here. I missed you so much."