Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 152 Xiong Dahua is crazy

Mu Qiang was arrested by the police.

Regardless of whether he can finally settle down on murdering Mu Datian, just because he held Mu Nannan hostage and injured her, it is enough to sentence him for several years.

Everyone in the village would curse at him now, except for his wife Xiong Dahua.

"I let you scold my man! Let you scold my man!"

Xiong Dahua was barefoot, with shoes in his hands, chasing and beating Mrs. Li, who loves to gossip in the village.

"My man went to the county to earn money for my son, so he didn't go to jail!"

"You fucking old woman is being silly all the time!"

"Everywhere in the village spread bad words about my man!"

"See if I don't beat you to death!"

She didn't think the stones hurt her feet, so she chased Mrs. Li all the way.

It was time for dinner, and every household was standing at the door with bowls in hand to watch the excitement.

"I'm not fooling around!"

"Your man was arrested and sent to jail!"

"My younger brother also told me that your man was sentenced to 15 years in prison for intentionally hurting someone!"

Since Mrs. Li was injured last time, her health has not been as good as before, especially since she has been detained by the Public Security Bureau for several days, so it is very embarrassing to run away at the moment.

She ran all the way home, and looked back at the mad dog-like Xiong Dahua on the way, then said loudly:
"Folks, Xiong Dahua is crazy!"

"Totally crazy!"

"Hurry up, a few people will tie her up and throw her into the ditch to let the water wash away!"

"The province will bring bad luck to our whole village."

The villagers who watched the fun didn't take her words seriously, they only thought that Xiong Dahua was stimulated by the news of Mu Qiang's imprisonment, so he looked like a lunatic.

until a day later.

The villagers who got up early to open up wasteland saw Xiong Dahua sitting in front of their house with a disheveled face and stuffing soil into his mouth, and they suddenly knew that this person was really crazy.

"Ugh!"

"Retribution, what a retribution!"

Aunt Chen sat at the entrance of the village, shaking her head and sighing.

There is a cycle of cause and effect, and there are many evils, and there will be retribution in the end.

From the time when Xiong Dahua and Mu Qiang had the idea of ​​killing their own daughter, everything that happened after that was already arranged in the dark.

One is living insanely, the other has been in prison for more than ten years.

Mrs. Li, who was chased and beaten yesterday, came knocking on pumpkin seeds again:

"Isn't it? It's all retribution."

"Who told them not to treat Sanya as a human being!"

As soon as she said this, all the old ladies gathered at the entrance of the village rolled their eyes at her tacitly.

"Come on, what's the difference between you and their couple?"

Aunt Chen was the first to scold her:

"Aren't you also beating and scolding your brother Lai all day long? We heard that you didn't give him food a while ago. Even Brother Pan, we have heard you scolding her."

Mrs. Li looked embarrassed for a moment:
"Uh..., I used to be patriarchal and didn't like Laidi and Pandi, but I will definitely not do that in the future. Men and women are equal. Granddaughters are the same as grandsons. I will love them well."

The old ladies looked at each other, is it really Mrs. Li who can say this?
Aunt Chen hit the nail on the head:

"Mrs. Li, you have been in the Public Security Bureau for a while, and your brain was stimulated, right?"

Mrs. Li instinctively wanted to retort, but remembering what Li Laidi told her, she could only endure it, and continued to say in a good voice:
"Looking at what you said, I am suddenly awakened."

"During the few days I stayed in the Public Security Bureau, comrades from the Public Security Bureau came to talk to me every day, and promoted the idea of ​​equality to me every day, and I listened to it."

　Severe cold, today's update will be a little late...

　　But don’t worry, Bao’er, the 1 words will be more full after the 1 words are agreed, and there will be no shortage of words.

　　Come on!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)