Golden Fishing Village

After hearing what Ding Zhiman said, the men in Longtou Village were furious!

A few kids stole watermelons and they asked for 10,000 yuan in compensation? Isn't this obviously bullying?

Indeed, stealing watermelons is wrong, but who among the rural children has not had time to steal melons and dates? Usually after being caught, they will be criticized or taken home and beaten by their parents. Even if they are compensated, the maximum amount is only 180 yuan. How can they ask for 10,000 yuan?

The crowd in Longtou Village was very excited, and impulsive young people like Ao Mudong clenched their weapons and prepared to fight.

Ao Zhiyi waved his hand and put on a majestic posture: "Calm down, I will handle this matter! Wang Dongliang, Ding Zhiman, you two come with me, let's talk in private!"

The three of them walked aside, and Ao Muyang walked towards the Wangjiacun camp.

A young man asked: "What are you doing?"

Ao Muyang said nothing, walked to the four children and motioned for them to follow him.

Ao Xiaojun and his entourage looked at him timidly. Just as they were about to leave, several young men stood in their way, looking unkind.

Ao Muyang clenched his fists and said expressionlessly: "What, you want to block my way?"

The young people suddenly hesitated when they thought of his abilities. One of them bravely said: "Don't be unruly, Ao Muyang. You want to take this person away before the matter is resolved?"

Lu Zhizi from behind asked coldly: "Why, you still want to kidnap my students? Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to detain minors?"

Wang Dalong glared and said, "Who kidnapped us? Don't slander us..."

Lu Zhizi said: "Then get out of the way. Why are you detaining my students? Who gave you the power?!"

Ao Muyang pushed him away. Wang Dalong snorted twice but still didn't have the courage to take action and asked him to take the child back.

When they returned to the villagers, the children could not suppress their inner fears. They opened their mouths and cried loudly. While crying, they screamed in grievance:

"We, wuwu, I didn't steal the watermelon. Even, wuwu, I walked over his land, wuwu, and didn't step on his watermelon."

"Dad, I didn't steal the watermelon. He wronged us and threatened us!"

"We didn't steal anything, we didn't steal anything, and he saw us and stopped us, woohoo!"

Later, Ao Daguo and Ao Qianpan came over with a few big men, holding harpoons in their hands and full of fierce aura: "Longtou, what's going on?"

"What the hell, fuck them!" Ao Mubing, who has always been taciturn, is a man of action. He will start a fight if he disagrees, and try not to beep when he can.

Ao Muyang waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, I won't let the brothers rest when it's time to take action."

At this time, Ao Zhiyi and the other three had finished talking. They walked back, and Ao Zhiyi looked relaxed: "Okay, the matter has been resolved, it's okay, kids, don't be afraid."

Ao Muyang's expression became much gentler. It seemed that the village chief's work was not in vain.

Directly speaking, this matter had nothing to do with him. In fact, indirectly it was caused by him. If he hadn't been willing to spend money to collect the golden cicada, the children would not have come to Wangjia Village to touch the golden cicada, and they would not have been detained.

"How to solve it?" asked a parent.

Ao Zhiyi spat and raised his head proudly, saying: "They want compensation of 10,000 yuan, huh, 10,000 yuan for accompanying a Kiba, I went over to negotiate, 1,000 yuan, let's just give 1,000 yuan and forget it." It’s over!”

Looking at his appearance and listening to his words, Ao Muyang was shocked, and others were also shocked: Is the village chief going crazy? !

Autumn is the peak season for eating watermelons. Watermelons in rural areas are not valuable. They cost two or three cents per catty, compared to the sky-high five or six cents per catty. One thousand yuan can buy several thousand catties of watermelon!

Ao Zhiyi seemed quite satisfied with the outcome of the negotiation. He pointed at several parents and said, "Just think of it as spending money to teach a lesson. You don't even have much money together. It's disgraceful to steal things. It won't spread." Come and embarrass the village, let’s solve it as soon as possible.”

Seeing his serious words, Ao Muyang was speechless for a moment.

Ao Qianlai nodded in a naive voice: "The village chief is great. He cut ten thousand yuan into one thousand yuan. It would be great if I had this ability. I went to buy clothes a few days ago and the clothes sold for one hundred yuan. I I gave him ten dollars and he told me to get out..."

Ao Xiaojun's father, Ao Muhu, said anxiously: "Village chief, is this wrong? Should the child steal a few watermelons and be compensated a thousand yuan?"

Several children immediately cried and argued: "No, we didn't steal!"

Ao Muyang couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Okay, stop talking, this is a farce! They in Wangjia Village are looking for trouble. Don't have any contact with them in the future. Let's go!"

"Where's the money?" Ding Zhiman couldn't wait any longer.

Wang Dongliang shouted: "Where are those little bastards? Who asked you to let them go? Mader is a bunch of idiots who can't even watch a few children!"

Ao Muyang turned back and stared at Ding Zhiman and said: "Old Ding, you know exactly whether the children in our village have stolen watermelons! You are really capable of cheating on several children!"

Ding Zhiman hummed: "Who is cheating? Don't accuse people unjustly!"

Lu Zhizi said to him: "Are you Ding Cunxiao's parent? When school started, I had the impression that your son is in fourth grade and is a smart, sensible and good boy."

When the teacher spoke, Ding Zhiman's attitude immediately improved. He smiled apologetically and said, "Yes, Teacher Lu, Ding Cunxiao is my son. He is very sensible and loves to learn."

Speaking of his son, his face showed a touch of pride.

Lu Zhizi said calmly: "Yes, he loves to study. He learns knowledge at school and learns to be a good person at home. Parents are the children's closest teachers. Is this how you teach him to be a good person? Is this how you let him learn to be a good person?"

"You know best whether the four children stole watermelons. You wronged the children and blackmailed their parents. This matter will sooner or later reach your son's ears. I don't know what kind of person your son will become in the future."

Ao Fugui in the crowd behind muttered: "Damn, when is Teacher Lu still preaching here? If I were you, I would just leave. Anyway, the children are in our hands!"

Ao Muyang glared at him: "You are not a parent. If you don't understand, just shut up!"

Ding Zhiman, who looked like a scoundrel, hesitated after hearing Lu Zhizi's words. He rubbed his hands and muttered: "No, I didn't think of blackmailing them, I just wanted to scare them, alas! Let's talk about this matter..."

"Old Ding, why are you being so fussy? !" Wang Dongliang pushed him away, "I'll take care of this matter."

He stepped forward and said, "Don't think about leaving if you don't pay for the watermelon. If you want to fight, try it. Our Wangjia Village has a population of four or five thousand. If I make a phone call, none of you can leave. Believe it or not?"

Seeing him approaching, Lu Zhizi clenched his fist and said, "Why are you here? Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Wang Dongliang said with a smile, "Everything in our Wangjia Village is related to me. Beauty, go away and hand over these little bastards to me!"

Lu Zhizi pointed at him and said, "Hey, don't go too far. If you get close to me and my students again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Wang Dongliang continued to smile frivolously, "Don't be polite to me. Beating is love and scolding is love. I'm not happy without beating and scolding, haha!"

Ao Muyang was ready to go, but it wasn't his turn to do it. As soon as Wang Dongliang finished speaking, Lu Zhizi waved his hand and hit him.

Wang Dongliang looked disdainful: "Come on, come on, come on, come on..."

'Hiss, hiss, hiss! '

A circle of blue-white electric sparks suddenly flashed, and Wang Dongliang's eyes widened and trembled as if he had been electrocuted, and he could only mechanically shout "Come on, come on, come on"...