After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Nanzhi's eyes lit up: "Let's go, let's go!"

Looking at the father and daughter, Qin Yan felt a headache.

Were these two going to see Fang's parents? Wouldn't that lead to a fight?

"Uncle, why don't you just stay home and rest, so as to avoid misunderstandings. Although we are two families now, you should also protect your reputation for Zhizhi."

Go to joke below gold, nothing.

But the two elders of the Fang family also suffered, and if Fang Tong went to watch the fun, it would seem unfilial.

Fang Tong immediately straightened his chest and patted it: "I really am here to show my concern. Am I the kind of person who would laugh at my brothers?"

Fang Tong: Not like that, he is.

Qin Yan was silent for a moment, looking at him with doubt in his eyes that was about to overflow.

Last night he vaguely heard some movement in the yard, rustling, someone coming in and out. There were many traps in the yard, and no one else could come and go freely except family members.

So how could what happened to the Fang family be a coincidence?

However, in the end, Fang Tong did not really go to the Fang family.

But he took his daughter and second brother to the village chief's house to watch the fun.

Compared to the embarrassing little incident at the Fang family, the village chief's house is really lively right now.

From a distance, you could see a large crowd of people, and from the yard to the door, there were cries of crying and shouting everywhere.

Fang Tong took a quick look and found that all the families who came to cry were those whose food was stolen on the night of the disaster.

The reason why these households whose food was robbed did not riot in the past few days was because they were worried that the victims would come again, which would result in losses.

But now two or three days have passed and those people have not come again. They are relieved and their stomachs are rumbling with hunger. Naturally, they have to prepare for food.

"Village Chief, all the food in my house has been stolen. My children have been hungry for three days. If they continue to starve, they will starve to death!"

"It's the same at my house, Uncle Village Chief. We're going to run out of food soon! We'll starve to death in a few days!"

The village chief was surrounded in the middle, and he was worried sick listening to the uncanny cries of the crowd.

"Uncle Village Chief, please say something!"

"Village chief, please give us some advice!"

The old village chief sighed and regretted in his heart, "Stop yelling, stop yelling! I should have known not to be the village chief earlier."

Let him talk, what can he say, what can he do? He is so old, and his family has elderly parents and children to take care of. He can't just take out his own food and share it with them, right?

The main thing is that even if we take it out, there won’t be enough to share.

The old village chief was so worried that he seemed to have aged ten years.

But even though he thought so, he couldn't really let these people cry here.

The old village chief walked with heavy steps to the couple kneeling in the front and said earnestly: "Get up first and stop crying. I know you have difficulties at home, but crying here is not a solution."

The two men didn't hear the answer they wanted, so they didn't respond and continued to howl loudly.

"Uncle Village Chief, you have watched me grow up. I don't ask for much. Otherwise, you can think of a way to give my son some food so that he won't starve to death."

This was a bit shameless, but they had no choice.

If we don't fight, our whole family won't starve to death, right?

Not far away, Fang Tong patted his daughter on the head and gently taught her, "See? This is the result of being too prominent. So, even if you have the ability, you have to be discreet when doing things. Once you are prominent, it's all over. You will be the target of all the big and small problems, and if you don't help, you will seem heartless and ungrateful."

Fang Nanzhi understood and nodded seriously.

In the future, when doing things, you have to hide behind capable people and be inconspicuous.

Many people came to the village chief's house to watch the fun.

However, most families were not just there to watch the fun, they also had other intentions, wanting to see if the village chief could provide a solution for those who had no food.

After all, there is a famine now. Other families have not been robbed, but they don’t have much food at home, and they will soon fall into the same situation as these crying people.

The village chief is also an old man, how could he not see what they are thinking?

No one thought about it. If he had a good idea, he would have let his family have three meals a day!

The village chief was so angry that blisters appeared at the corners of his mouth.

When he turned around, he saw Fang Tong, who was gloating in the crowd. He was squatting in a corner with his daughter, just watching the show.

No, can you at least pretend?

The old man's eyes rolled and he immediately shouted.

"Fang Tong, you've always had a lot of ideas. Weren't you the one who helped us find the yams last time? Do you have any ideas this time?"

Fang Tong paused as he watched the show.

Praising him now? This old village chief is quite vindictive, isn't he?

Fang Tong stood up, still as nonchalant as ever. "Uncle Village Chief, I'm just a scoundrel. I'm so grateful for any help I can give you. You always said that we young people are inexperienced and can't do things well. Unlike you, you have a big beard and have experienced a lot. You can definitely find a way for us to make a living, right?"

"Uncle Village Chief, the lives of so many of us depend on you."

After he said this, the crying families nearby cried even louder.

It's like it's matching square copper.

There was even an old lady who reached out tremblingly and grabbed the village chief's trouser leg: "Uncle Village Chief, please give us a way out!"

The old village chief was so frightened that his face turned pale and he took several steps back with his trousers held up.

"Oh my, oh my, just talk, be careful of the impact!"

His wife is still watching in the room, and he doesn't want to sleep on the floor tonight!

I cursed Fang Tong in my heart.

This guy is such a jerk. If you say he has no choice, then he has no choice. Why is he still trying to incite emotions?

See, now it’s even more troublesome.

"Why are you all crying? Quiet down for a moment!"

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, a stern shout came from behind everyone.

Someone frowned and looked back, wondering who in the village was so unreasonable?

But he was shocked to see five yamen runners wearing yamen uniforms and carrying big swords.

No one stopped crying at that moment, and everyone quickly made way.

The old village chief secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took two steps forward, and put on a flattering smile on his face: "Gentlemen, you have come here, you have had a hard time, would you like to go inside and have a cup of hot water first?"

The leading yamen runner said impatiently: "No need, take us to see the bodies of the victims first."

I have been very busy with official duties recently and just want to finish my work and go back home to report as soon as possible.

"Okay, thank you for your help, gentlemen. This way." The old village chief did not hesitate and immediately led the way. There was even a sense of relief on his face.

I've reported the matter to the police for several days now, and finally someone has come to deal with it.

The villagers rarely saw yamen runners, so they didn't want to leave and followed them.

But no one dared to get too close. After all, the officials had knives in their hands. I heard they were very fast and could chop off a head in one go.

Fang Tong also pulled his second brother and daughter to follow.