Chapter 15 There Must Be a Executioner
The gossip is so explosive.

Zhang Kaiwu was stunned, his mouth opened wider and wider...

It turns out that art comes from rural life.

But it is better than rural life!
The countryside is the birthplace of art. No wonder so many artists go to the countryside to collect life and find artistic inspiration...

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up as she listened, and she concentrated...

What a pity I didn’t get up last night!

Zhang Kaiwu felt that she could forget about being hungry just by doing these little things.

Maybe other people in the village have the same idea.

The brave villagers spoke with spit flying everywhere and their faces turned red.

The timid villagers were startled and kept swallowing their saliva.

There was a lot of noise everywhere...

Zhang Kaiwu knew what these people were thinking. They all hoped that the village chief and the head of the security guard would never come back!
There is also the village chief’s family treasure in his space, a thick account book.

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There is no way out. There is no one in charge in the village, and there is no one to arrange the gathering.

The scene became a large Bagua formation.

Several elders from the Qinjiatun clan looked at the noisy scene and pushed each other around for a long time.

Finally, the seniority was arranged.

An elder from the Qinjiatun clan climbed up the big millstone unsteadily.

He stood there mumbling and shaking his head for a long time.

Zhang Kaiwu was afraid that he would fall down and die.

He stared at the elder's feet, watching closely to see if anything might happen.

There was no shortage of people in the village staring at his feet.

It’s a pity that the clan elder stood very firmly!
He kept mumbling for the entire meal without repeating himself.

Zhang Kaiwu understood every word, but he just didn't understand what he said!
It seems to be related to loyalty, filial piety, brotherhood, and trustworthiness, but it also seems to be unrelated...

Qin Huairu didn’t understand either…

Almost no one present understood...

At last!
The elder concluded, "Hurry up and send someone to the township office to report the news. Everyone should disperse. There are no guards in the village now. It is important to protect the wheat in the fields."

Everyone understands this.

Report the news to the township office and go to the fields to look after the wheat.

Wheat is the most important thing.

So they found the fastest person in Qinjiatun and asked him to rush to the township office to report the news.

The others hurried to the fields to protect their own wheat and started working.

Time for gossip is over.

The conference is over!

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He did not go to Zhou Zhaodi's place. He had to avoid suspicion and reduce trouble as much as possible in the next few days.

He and Zhou Zhaodi exchanged a quick glance, and both of them understood...

The situation is tense, be careful!
Zhou Zhaodi also followed those gossipers and went back while chatting.

As expected of Zhang Kaiwu, she acted even better than him.

When listening to gossip.

Subtle yet surprising!
You can also offer some small suggestions and control the rhythm and direction of the gossip.

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Zhang Kaiwu walked back slowly with Qin Huairu, and along the way she chattered about all kinds of rural gossip.

Qin Huairu mysteriously started with the story of bandits.

Discussing how many people there are in Heilongshan and why the house confiscation is so extensive.

She guessed: If I wait until the man gets tired of it...

Will the head of the village and the chief be able to come back?

Zhang Kaiwu commented.

This is absolute bullshit!

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After a while Qin Huairu spoke to him again.

How much did Qin San's family pay for the piglets? Actually, he was cheated. The piglets were too expensive.

Zhang Kaiwu thought that this must be the jealousy of the people in the neighboring villages, because there were not many families in the village who could raise piglets.

Piggy is very expensive.

The girl in Qin San's family held the piglet in her arms all day long.

I was afraid that the piglets would run around and lose fat.

The piglet always slept in his room, for fear that someone would steal him and run away in the middle of the night.

Even if the piglets are only fed pig grass, raising them is very risky and more difficult than raising children.

If we don't do it well, the pigs will die of swine fever halfway through, and all the hard work for half a year will be wasted.

Those who gossip about it are probably hoping that his piglet will die soon.

Zhang Kaiwu commented.

Out of jealousy!
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Qin Huairu said that Qin Jisheng's second wife often went up the mountain to collect firewood, and she went alone every time.

But every time I can bring back a big bundle, there is something unspeakable going on.

Zhang Kaiwu became interested in this matter. He believed that there must be something fishy going on and that someone must have helped her collect firewood.

A woman went up the mountain alone to collect firewood, and even a dog wouldn't believe that there was nothing wrong.

Qin Jisheng is in poor health and has two wives! ?
Doesn't he have any idea at all?

There must be some help from the swordsman...

Interesting!

I never thought that Qin Jisheng’s second wife, who looked so serious and a gossipy woman, actually had such a touching love story.

I admire you!

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Seeing Qin Huairu pouting non-stop...

It turns out that rural gossip is quite interesting.

Zhang Kaiwu also heard one thing from Qin Huairu's gossip: the gossip about him and Zhou Zhaodi yesterday had not yet spread.

At least it didn't reach Qin Huairu's ears, otherwise she would definitely ask herself out of curiosity.

What does the White Tiger evil spirit look like?
She wouldn't be so cheerful!

It was only a few hundred meters, and Zhang Kaiwu and she had already reached home.

He saw Qin Huairu was reluctant to leave and kept talking at the door, and it seemed that she was not ready to go back.

Zhang Kaiwu understood.

Maybe she had already had wild vegetable porridge in the morning! ?

Now it's her jungle time, she has to jungle herself.

She stood at the door of her house for a purpose, Qin Huairu might still be hungry.

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Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said, "Sister Huairu, did you have enough this morning? Go and help me boil some water, and I'll give you some scallion pancakes."

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up and she asked, "Brother Kaiwu! Really? I have a bowl of cornmeal porridge every morning. Who dares to say they are full?"

"Why are you boiling water? It's so hot, you can just wash with cold water, what a waste! Besides, boiling some water is not worth the scallion pancake."

"If you don't give me scallion pancakes, I can help light the fire."

"........."

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said, "If you don't want to, forget it. I'll boil some water myself and save two scallion pancakes."

Qin Huairu said quickly: "I will cook it. I cook better than you and save firewood. If you want to give me food but I don't eat it, then I am a fool!"

Listen to her say this...

Zhang Kaiwu can't compare to this...

He opened the iron latch on the door and entered the house.

There isn't a single chain store in Zhang Kaiwu's house.

He wasn't the only one who didn't have a lock at home. There were more than 200 households in the village, but only three of them had locks.

Zhou Zhaodi’s family has it, the village chief’s family has it, and the head of the village’s family has it.

Only a big brick house with doors and windows is qualified to use locks.

The homes of the other villagers are all small mud houses, just like Zhang Kaiwu's.

Or they were simply thatched huts that could be ignited by a match, and they all had no locks.

(End of this chapter)

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