The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Xu Lizheng had his own considerations. Feng the butcher was from this village. Sending him to the government would have a bad impact on the security reputation of Yueya Village. Moreover, Lao Wu was from the neighboring village. If he committed a crime in this village, the neighboring village would be implicated.

Since the Wen family didn't suffer any losses, it would be best to make a big deal out of a small matter.

The Third Uncle also came to Wen Qingcheng's ear and whispered, "Qingcheng, it's better to offend a gentleman than a villain. This butcher Feng is full of anger, and that bachelor Wang is in the next village, he is also a lazy guy. If things get too tense, they will cause trouble for you again in the future."

Wen Qingcheng looked at Ye Xiuying, and Ye Xiuying whispered, "Qingcheng, you make the decision."

Ye Xiuying has never had a strong opinion of her own. Now that Wen Qingcheng makes the decisions, she has gotten used to it and listens to her daughter in everything.

Wen Qingcheng glanced at the increasing number of people gathering at the door, and thought, if she let these two off easily today, her life would get better and better in the future, but there was no guarantee that others would not be jealous. What would she do if someone came to steal every few days?

Chuyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly jumped out. "The bad guy deserves death, beat him to death!"

As he said this, he picked up the carrying pole in the yard and was about to hit the two men on the head. Xu Lizheng's two assistants quickly stopped him.

Wen Qingcheng said lightly, "Tsk, Chuyi, stop making trouble and be obedient."

Chuyi then dropped his carrying pole and stared at the two thieves with a fierce look. The two thieves felt uncomfortable under Chuyi's stare. They thought he was a fool, but they didn't expect this fool to be so good at fighting.

When Lao Wu thought about how this idiot slapped him in the face with the sole of his shoe last night, he felt a chill in his heart and his face became swollen.

"For the sake of the village head and Third Uncle, I can choose not to report it to the police, but this matter won't be let go so easily."

Wen Qingcheng turned around and looked at Feng Tuzi and Lao Wu, who were approaching step by step. The two looked at Wen Qingcheng in horror, but they were tied to the chair and could not move.

"You...what are you doing!" Feng Tuzi was certain that Wen Qingcheng knew some magic that could make his blood disappear overnight and make the scar on his wrist heal silently, or that everything was an illusion created by Wen Qingcheng.

"Aren't you two going to violate me and my mother? Then leave something behind before you go." Wen Qingcheng's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.

The people watching outside the door were instantly excited when they heard this. "This little girl is too cruel. She looks so quiet, but she is so cruel."

"I think we should teach them a lesson. Feng the butcher has been the king of the village for many years. He has always bullied others. Let him have a taste of being on the chopping block today."

"I know that Lao Wu. My mother's family is from the same village as him. He idles around all day and bullies men and women. He should be taught a lesson."

"Are they going to cut off their lower parts? Oh my~" Some young wives turned around and wanted to leave in embarrassment, but they also wanted to watch the fun. After hesitating for a while, they decided to stretch their necks to take a look.

Lao Wu suddenly became furious as he watched Wen Qingcheng approaching. "What do you want to do, you bitch? How dare you! I'll kill your whole family!"

"Go to hell, go to hell." Before Lao Wu could finish his words, Chu Yi punched him in the face again.

Lao Wu was beaten so hard that he saw stars, but he still tried hard not to faint. He couldn't faint because this crazy woman could do anything. If she cut off his Zhui Zhui while he was unconscious, how could he go out and have fun? He might as well die.

Butcher Feng twisted his body and moved towards Li Zheng Xu. "Li Zheng Xu, we are from the same village, you can't let this witch do whatever she wants."

Chuyi picked up Feng the butcher's butcher knife and played with it, waving it at his cheek. This kind of fear was more painful than killing him.

"Xu Lizheng, stop him now, he's a lunatic!"

Chuyi's face suddenly changed, and he punched Feng Tuzi in the face with a stern face. Feng Tuzi's body leaned back, and both he and the chair fell to the ground.

"You are the madman! I am the fool!" Chuyi said as he was about to ride on Feng the butcher and continue beating him, but was stopped by Xu Lizheng's two assistants.

The third uncle grabbed Wen Qingcheng's sleeve and said, "Qingcheng, stop messing around. If you cut them off, won't that mean they will have no descendants? They are certainly wrong, but this punishment is too severe. Their family members will definitely not give up."

"Third Uncle, what are you thinking? I said let them leave something behind, not to cut off his descendants."

Wen Qingcheng walked up to the two of them and scanned them with a hawk-like sharp gaze: "Leave the ear or the finger, choose one."

"If you dare to touch us today, when I get back, you and your family must be careful when you go out." After Lao Wu made these harsh words, he met Wen Qingcheng's murderous eyes, and instantly became timid again, and immediately softened his tone to beg for mercy.

"Auntie, please let me go. I was just confused for a moment. We have no grudges in the past or in the present."

Xu Lizheng also took the opportunity to pull Wen Qingcheng aside. "I say, Wen family girl, you cut off their fingers, which only makes the conflict worse. You are young and impetuous and don't care. You still have a mother and a younger brother, and your younger brother is so young."

Wen Qingcheng didn't want to take things too far. She wanted to make an example of them and let everyone in the village know that although her family consisted of women and children, they were not easy to bully.

"Okay, let them apologize in public." Xu Lizheng also agreed with Wen Qingcheng's idea. This was the best way to deal with it.

After this incident, Feng Tuzi no longer wanted to provoke Wen Qingcheng and completely gave up the idea of ​​possessing her. Now when he saw her, he felt his scalp tingling and dared not covet her beauty.

"I apologize. I'm sorry, Sister Ye and Miss Wen. I drank a little last night and acted like a fool. We are from the same village. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Feng the butcher kept bowing to Wen Qingcheng and Ye Xiuying.

"Feng the butcher, go back and drink less. You can earn more money by slaughtering and selling meat. You have the best life in our village. Find a good wife and live a good life. If you do something wrong again, I will be the first one to not forgive you." Seeing that he had a good attitude, Xu Lizheng scolded him a few words and let him go.

Lao Wu from the neighboring village was slapped several times in the face by Chu Yi with the sole of his shoe. He was very dissatisfied and looked at Xu Li Zheng with a squint, muttering, "I have never apologized in my life. You tied me up for a whole night, my hands are almost numb, and you also beat my face like this."

Xu Lizheng put away the kindness on his face and said solemnly: "You are not from our village, so I have no control over you. But since you broke into the house of a villager in our village in the middle of the night, I can control you. If you don't want to apologize, then let the government handle it."

Even though Wang Laowu was extremely dissatisfied, he saw that Feng the butcher had run away. He was now in someone else's village and had no choice but to bow his head. He could only swallow his anger for the time being and apologize to Wen Qingcheng and her daughter.

Wen Qingcheng and Ye Xiuying looked at each other and didn't want to pursue the matter any further. Xu Lizheng asked his assistant to drive Wang Laowu out of Yueya Village and disperse the crowd of onlookers.