The second young man nodded and said, "Xiao Yu is right. Let's catch up quickly. Otherwise, with Sister Yang's temper, who knows what will happen."

Several others echoed: "Yes, yes, let's follow."

As soon as the words fell, the five of them hurried towards the village chief's house.

When they came to call Mrs. Yang, there were already more than a dozen people surrounding the village chief's house. After a while, there were even more people, at least three or four thousand.

The five of them had just reached the village chief's house and had not yet broken through the circle of villagers when they heard a shrill scream.

"Ah! Damn Dazhuang, how did you become like this? God is so blind that he actually struck you down.

My dear Dazhuang, why are you so miserable? You haven’t even gotten married yet, and you didn’t leave me with any children. How could you be gone? Woo woo woo, God is so unfair!

Originally, Yang Dazhuang was struck to death by lightning. If anyone else were to do it, even if they were pretending, they would have to act as if they were expressing regret.

But Yang Dazhuang was not a good person during his lifetime. Although he did not do all the bad things, he never stopped stealing and relied on his force to bully the weak and fear the strong.

In addition, Mrs. Yang was cursing God at this moment. Farmers in this era depend on the weather for their livelihood.

Although there is no need to hold a grand sacrifice, we pray to God for good weather and harvest.

But she would not curse at the sky like Mrs. Yang, saying that God is blind.

Therefore, some people couldn't help feeling uncomfortable after hearing what Mrs. Yang said, fearing that God would blame them and implicate them.

Some people who were outspoken said directly: "Your Dazhuang clearly deserved it, why are you blaming God?

Actually, you should thank God. Your Dazhuang's life is ruined.

If God hadn't taken him away, he would have continued to do evil, and who knows what he would be reborn as in the next life.

Guys, do you think I'm right?"

No one else dared to respond, they just nodded silently in their hearts. Didn’t they see that Mrs. Yang was heartbroken right now?

Although they agreed with her in their hearts, they decided not to rub salt into Mrs. Yang's heart at this time.

Someone who was close to the woman also pulled Yang Dasao's sleeve and said, "Oh, I know you hate Yang Dazhuang.

But he is dead now, and died so tragically, so let's say less.

At least don't say it in front of his mother. If you really want to talk about it, go home and talk about it."

The woman had just said those words, and she actually felt much better. She didn't care whether Mrs. Yang was sad or not.

Yang Dazhuang did such a wrong thing back then that he almost caused his well-behaved daughter to commit suicide.

If his son-in-law had not forgiven the past, and if Yang Dazhuang had not really succeeded, the daughter he raised since childhood might have been gone.

I remember that after the incident, my daughter cried every day, and Yang Dazhuang was taken to the ancestral hall by the clan leader and a group of people and was beaten with five whips.

After being punished to kneel in the ancestral hall for two days, Yang Dazhuang's mother came to the house to make trouble every day.

"Your daughter didn't do anything wrong, but the clan leader whipped my Da Zhuang five times and made him kneel in the ancestral hall for two days. Go and plead with the clan leader, or I'll come to your house every day to make trouble!"

Of course, the woman did not go to the clan leader to plead for mercy. She wished Yang Dazhuang would kneel and die in the ancestral hall, so how could she plead for mercy?

She even thought that the clan leader's punishment was too light and that Yang Dazhuang should be whipped fifty times and then put in a pig cage.

Of course this was impossible, so she could only pray that Yang Dazhuang was weak and was beaten five times by the clan leader, and then had to kneel for two days before dying in the ancestral hall.

Unfortunately, the disaster lasted for a thousand years. Two days later, Yang Dazhuang just caught a cold and recovered in less than half a month.

Because of this, Yang Dazhuang's mother came to her house and made a fuss for a few days, demanding that she pay for the medical expenses.

If it weren't for her daughter, how could Yang Dazhuang be beaten by the clan leader, forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, and how could he catch a cold.

It was simply far-fetched talk. If my daughter hadn't lost her desire to die at that time, I would have fought to the death with Yang Dazhuang's mother.

After hearing the advice from the people around her, the woman became even more proud and outspoken.

She said complacently: "Oh, Da Zhuang's mother, I told you back then to take good care of your Da Zhuang, but you refused to listen.

Now, Da Zhuang, this kid, has done so many bad things that God has taken him away.

How dare you say that God is blind? God’s eyes are very bright.

Otherwise, why would the thunder strike your Da Zhuang instead of others? I advise you to say less and help your Da Zhuang to gain some moral integrity."

As the woman was speaking, she suddenly looked like she was trying to urge someone to do something earnest. You could just look at her expression and not listen to what she was saying.

People who don't know the truth really think that she is concerned about Yang Dazhuang's mother. People who know the truth can't help but feel a chill in their hearts, thinking that it is really a murderous act.

Mrs. Yang was also very angry. Her rage quickly overwhelmed her sadness.

Mrs. Yang was furious and yelled at the woman: "Zhang family, do you have any heart?

My son is in this state, and you still don't let him go. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The Zhang family had already felt relieved, but upon hearing this, they instantly became furious.

He said: "He is not my son, why do you care about me? What qualifications do you have to say that I have no heart?

I haven't done anything wrong, so I don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on my door. I haven't done anything wrong, so how can I expect retribution?

Now it's your son who's suffering the consequences. From what you said, it seems your son has done a lot of bad things."

"You! Village chief, look at Zhang's family. How can she speak like that?"

Mrs. Yang is now heartbroken and cannot convince the Zhang family, so she has no choice but to turn her eyes to the village chief, hoping that the village chief can take care of the Zhang family.

The village chief also looked embarrassed. He was enjoying the show. In fact, if he were not the head of the village, he would probably applaud at this moment.

Unfortunately, he was the village chief and had to be fair and just, so he frowned.

He said to the Zhang family seriously: "Okay, Zhang family, please say less and don't hurt the harmony."

These words were not very meaningful, but since it was the village chief who spoke, the Zhang family felt happy and said "good" in their hearts.

Mrs. Yang was very dissatisfied. She felt that the village chief was protecting the Zhang family and didn't even scold them.

So he said dissatisfiedly: "Village Chief, this..."

"Alright, Yang family, since you've recognized this body as your Da Zhuang, then let's bury him as soon as possible and don't leave it here."

The village chief didn't want to listen to Mrs. Yang's unreasonable behavior, so he interrupted her directly and gave a reason that could not be refused.

Mrs. Yang was also awakened by the village chief's words. Yes, her son was dead and the weather was so hot now.

Some parts of the body have begun to rot, and the most important thing now is to bury my son in peace.

Mrs. Yang said: "Village Chief, can you find a few people to carry my Dazhuang to my house? I can't move him by myself."

Sorry everyone, I'm late today (??? ? ???)嘤嘤嘤~

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