Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Lin Xiaoyue glanced at the people in the old house, and walked towards them step by step, with a hint of murderousness in every step, "Still holding people hostage? It seems that you are really tired of living."

"No, no, no."

"You, you heard me wrong, no, nothing. We didn't do anything?"

When everyone in the old house saw that the aunt was beaten black and blue by Lin Zhaodi and was dying, they finally became afraid and completely lost the domineering and arrogant attitude they had when they bullied Lin Dahua before.

Sure enough, when a knife cuts someone else’s body, it doesn’t hurt deeply, but only when it stabs yourself, do you know what it feels like to be in danger of death.

"What about people?"

Lin Xiaoyue ignored those minions at all. They were just some trash that could be easily killed. She only talked to people who could make the decision.

Old Master Lin's heart was pounding, and he was still trying to cover up the truth. He didn't respond to Lin Xiaoyue's words, but shouted to the head of the village who came over, "Head, head, please tell them to stop. Her aunt is about to be beaten to death by those girls, and you don't do anything about it."

Old Master Lin originally wanted to ask Li Zheng to come over to ward off evil. After all, Old Master Lin was the cousin of the head of the village. At the same time, he was also a village official. Even though their village was gone now, he still had a certain prestige among the villagers and could still be useful at critical moments.

Old Master Lin would only remember the head of the village at times like this. When he didn't need him on weekdays, he wouldn't care what his wife and his daughters-in-law did.

No matter Zhong Wuyan, no matter Xia Yingchun.

Zhong Lizheng Wuyan: ...I'm just a tool, right?

The village head who came to mediate was named by Mr. Lin in public. He was so angry that he threw the crutches in his hand away and pointed at Mr. Lin and cursed, "Lin Youhe, Lin Youhe, you are really a piece of shit. When you indulged your ignorant wife and brought her whole family to bully the eldest girl of the third room, why didn't you think about restraining those people?

How many people couldn't stand it and came to persuade and mediate, and your wife even cursed at the Lin Dashan family and the Niu Laogen family so badly that they couldn't even raise their heads. How did you just ignore it?"

"When the time came, you remembered me? You were so evil that you allowed those bastards to cause trouble in the team and rob others. Why didn't you think of me, the village chief? When you instigated the villagers to slaughter the cattle of the Dashan family and the Niu Laogen family, why didn't you think of me, the village chief? When you repeatedly sidelined me and tried to seize the right to speak, why didn't you think of me, the village chief?"

"Now you think of my old bones. Haha, I can't bear your call of Lizheng."

"What kind of village head am I? When have you and the people in the old house ever listened to me? And those people who were shouting so loudly just now, one by one, they have lost their consciences before they have reached the end of their rope. Are you worthy of your ancestors? Are you worthy of the ties of your roots and hometown? You are all wicked and wicked people."

The head of the village was so angry that his face turned purple, and every blood vessel seemed to be bursting. His skinny body was on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for his eldest son Lin Baotian supporting him, he would have collapsed long ago.

Lin Xiaoyue hadn't seen the head of the village for some time. His hair had turned completely white, his eyes were bloodshot, and the wrinkles on his weathered face were like deep ravines, all of which told of the hard work and worry he had experienced during this period.

After this period of time, Li Zheng was really tired. He tried every possible way, tried to persuade and scold them, but some people were like deaf and blind. They would not listen and could not be persuaded. They just kept banging their heads against the wall.

As a result, one old man after another collapsed, one naive child after another died. He was heartbroken and felt powerless...

Lin Laosan's family finally caught up with the team, but when they came back, they were not greeted by the joy of reunion from their fellow villagers, but by deep malice... Humph, now that they failed to rob, they thought of him as a shield. Bah, he couldn't do anything about it.

He is an old man and still wants to stay alive to take care of his children. Who would be willing to take care of the old house and the mess caused by those ignorant people? He can only deal with it himself.

That’s right, the village head asked Lin Baotian to help him over, and originally wanted to mediate.

But when he saw the descendants of the old house headed by Lin Youhe, he became furious.

He couldn't care and didn't want to get involved. He simply made his position clear to Lin Xiaoyue. As long as no one died, she could do whatever she wanted. The village head was old and deaf and blind. He didn't see or hear anything. Anyway, when we got to the state capital, everyone would go their own way and not interfere with each other.

The headman's words were shouted out with all his might, not only for Lin Youhe and the people in the old house to hear, but also for all the villagers of Linjia Village present to hear.

After yelling, the headman coughed repeatedly and was out of breath, which scared Lin Baotian so much that he kept patting his back to help him breathe.

The words of the headman were like thunder, which stunned all the villagers in Linjia Village. They all changed their faces, trembled, and regretted it terribly.

Is the head of the village going to ignore them? How can that be?

So how do we go forward from now on?

What should they do after arriving at the provincial capital?

The villagers were now in a panic. They had never expected that even though they had been so naughty and had always been pulling their headman around like a patriarch, he would one day throw a tantrum and quit.

Everyone tried to persuade and assure them, but Keli was determined not to care about their mess anymore.

In his view, people can be poor and suffer hardship, but they cannot lose their conscience.

When he was in the village before, everyone lived a decent life, and he would turn a blind eye to minor fights.

But it’s different now. He hasn’t been forced into a desperate situation yet. These people have lost their consciences one by one. How can he control them?

I can't control it anymore.

I'm old now, and if I continue to care about them, I don't know when they will get mad at me. It's better to let go, let them go, and let myself go.

The head of the village felt so wronged that he was so angry that he started crying even though he was old. He wiped his tears and asked Lin Baotian to help him leave. It was too noisy and it gave him a headache.

Lin Xiaoyue glanced in the direction they were leaving, her eyes flashed, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

These villagers still thought that the village head would back them up anyway, so they acted recklessly. Now, they acted as much as they wanted, and even the village head didn't care about them anymore, and now they regret it.

late.

"Li Zheng, Li Zheng, you can't just ignore us."

"Come back, Li Zheng, come back."

"Lin Sanya will kill us. Come back soon, Lizheng. You can't just abandon us like this."

The head of the village left decisively, and everyone in the old house was completely panicked. Without the head of the village to calm them down, the third girl would really kill them if she went crazy.

"The head of the village doesn't care about you anymore. Who can protect you next?" Lin Xiaoyue smiled slightly, but her eyes turned cold. "Grandpa Lin, you better think it over. This is your last chance. If you don't tell me, I can't guarantee what will happen to your grandchildren."