But Zhou Laosan had a plan in mind. Before the villagers came to pull him, he put his hands in front of him and quickly took two steps back. "You can all see clearly, I didn't attack him first. He was the one who tried to stop me. I had no choice but to attack him."
He shouted loudly: "Originally, these are our Zhou family's things. I can do whatever I want with them. He Dadong had to come and stop me. You can't blame me for hurting him because my hand slipped."
Before the villagers could get close to him and start trying to persuade him, he had already finished speaking. For a moment, the villagers didn't know what to say.
What he said was also reasonable. He himself did not feel bad about his things. Why are you, He Dadong, so anxious? Do you really think that those things belong to your He family after they have been used for a long time
However, when He Daxi and his younger brothers saw their second brother being beaten, they immediately rushed towards Zhou Laosan, as if they wanted to fight with him. This gave the villagers an opportunity to use their skills, and they quickly grabbed these younger brothers.
He Dazhong was the youngest and the least courageous. When he was pulled back, he stopped and looked a little confused.
The other three were grabbed by the villagers' arms, and their hands and feet kept kicking forward. They looked at people with fierce eyes and swore at them with all kinds of dirty words. The villagers who were pulling them looked very ugly, and they wished they could let go and let Zhou Laosan give them a beating as well.
Of course, He Daxi and his friends are still people from Dagou Village after all. No matter how unhappy the villagers are, they don't want Zhou Laosan from another village to make a fool of themselves.
In order to prevent the He family members from further embarrassing themselves, the villagers held them even tighter. However, He Daxi and his men treated the villagers as their enemies, biting and grabbing them with their hands, which made the villagers groan in pain and wish they had not turned back.
But for the sake of face, several villagers had to continue to keep an eye on He Daxi and the others. They were grown men, and they couldn't be scared by a few kids!
Aunt Li, who had not walked far, curled her lips when she saw this, shook her head and said to the woman next to her: "Those kids only remember grudges and not good things. Just wait and see, even if the villagers help them, they will not get anything good in return. They may even blame us!"
The woman next to her disagreed: "They are still children, how can they be as hateful as you say? They are just worried about Dadong, so just explain it clearly."
Aunt Li rolled her eyes: "People say that you can tell a person's future from the age of three. As for these people from the He family, I think their personalities have already been determined. They are extremely evil!"
The woman, on the contrary, felt that Aunt Li was still so mean and was fussy about several children. She muttered a few words in her heart and said that she was going home to feed the ducks.
Aunt Li didn't care about other people's opinions. People in the village said she was mean, but her husband couldn't stand up at home. If she didn't act more aggressively, the family would be coaxed away by the eldest and third sons. So why shouldn't she fight for it? She and her husband were both good at work and got full work points every day. They should have a share of this family.
How could the gossip of the villagers be as important as what you actually get
Aunt Li brushed the dust off her hands, and thinking about her weak-willed husband, the cunning eldest brother, and the sweet-faced but bitter-hearted third brother, her eyes were filled with fighting spirit again, and she walked towards home with great momentum.
The village chief pulled He Dadong up from the ground, patted the mud off his body, and then advised him earnestly: "Dadong, those things have been returned, so don't worry about how others play with them. People still have to rely on their own abilities to make a living. You will feel at ease when you hold the money you earned with your own hands."
The village chief's words were well-intentioned advice, but He Dadong would never listen to them.
The He family's innate education was that old man He set an example of cheating and deceiving. The sister-in-law that He Daqiang deceived made them taste the sweetness, so they naturally thought that as long as they could trick a silly woman into coming home, life at home would naturally become better.
Moreover, in the eyes of He Dadong and the younger members of the He family, those things that entered their house were theirs, and even if they were taken out now, they would have to take them back in the future. Besides, they could also find a way to live in the Zhou family, so those things would still belong to the He family.
Therefore, Zhou Laosan's act of burning the quilt completely touched He Dadong's bottom line. After all, if something was burned, it would be gone forever. It was the He family's property.
He Dadong was now filled with hatred. He not only hated Zhou Laosan and the Zhou family, but also the villagers and the village chief of Dagou Village.
They are all from the same village. How could he not hate them when they didn't help their own family but instead helped the Zhou family
However, He Dadong was resentful in his heart, but he kept a straight face, pretending to be distressed but patient: "I understand, Village Chief, I just feel sorry for those quilts. They can still be used. Even if Brother Zhou doesn't want to give them to us, they can be given to those poor families! I just rushed over because I couldn't bear to see him waste them like this."
Not to mention, his appearance scared the village chief, who actually thought he was afraid of wasting!
The village chief patted him on the shoulder and taught him the truth: "Since it's someone else's property, they have the right to dispose of it as they please. Even if it's a waste, it's none of our business. Dadong, we can't interfere with other people's decisions just because of our own ideas."
He Dadong agreed verbally, but sneered in his heart. The old man spoke so righteously, but he just didn't want to offend the Zhou family.
When the village chief saw that he was obedient, his expression softened instantly. After all, no one would dislike an obedient and well-behaved child.
The village chief also specifically reminded him: "Don't worry, Dadong. I know your family is having a hard time right now. I will ask the team leader to arrange some easier work for you brothers, and you will be able to get by."
The team leader of the Dagou Village Production Team is the village chief’s nephew, and they have a very good relationship. What the village chief said can be regarded as a promise.
But He Dadong's face twitched and he did not look happy. Compared to working hard to earn work points, he would certainly prefer to live a life supported by his sister-in-law.
The village chief didn't pay attention to He Dadong's expression. He just spoke the essentials of the work from the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect that He Dadong would just ignore it.
However, when Zhou Laosan saw that the He family was subdued, he shrugged helplessly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
Without the He family's obstruction, Zhou Laosan burned the quilt smoothly.
When Boss Zhou and the others came back and saw this scene, they didn't say much, obviously agreeing with the decision of the Third Brother.
After running back and forth about five or six times, I finally moved all the things, and Zhou Laosan's place was almost burned.
It was already noon, the sun was beginning to shine towards the treetops, and the villagers all went back to their homes to either cook or eat. The Zhou family was also about to return home.
(End of this chapter)