"Hey, Dazhu, your mother is full of lies, you can't listen to her words.
She obviously fell to the ground by herself. She fell by herself, not by me.
The most I could do was pull Yongping's wife's hair back when she pulled her hair.
Mrs. Pan, what's going on, you accused me of hooking up with Shopkeeper Su, and you want to falsely accuse me of breaking your hands and feet?
Dazhu, if it weren't for the fact that you have a good relationship with my fourth child, I would not only pull your mother's hair, but also want to tear her mouth apart."
Speaking of this, Ning Pengpeng glared at Mrs. Pan fiercely and without any guilt.
Seeing her look like this, Pan Dazhu immediately looked at his mother in confusion, and sure enough he saw the panic expression on Mrs. Pan's face.
Pan Dazhu immediately misunderstood and thought that his own mother was lying.
In fact, how did he know that Mrs. Pan looked panicked because Ning Pengpeng said that she had slandered Ning Pengpeng for hooking up with the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Tower.
She was not afraid of Ning Pengpeng, but she was afraid that the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Tower would come to settle accounts with her.
Ning Youzhi, who was on the side, naturally heard what Ning Pengpeng said, especially when he heard the words about seducing Shopkeeper Su, his face suddenly darkened.
"Dazhu, your mother wants to kill our entire village!"
Everyone who originally wanted to say a few words to help Mrs. Pan suddenly stopped talking and looked at him when they heard Li Zheng's words.
"Li Zheng, what do you mean?"
Although Pan Dazhu knew that his own mother was lying, it was a fact that her hands and feet were broken, and this matter could not be revealed so easily.
Even if his own mother was at fault, Mrs. Ning would have to shed some blood.
He was thinking about how much blood Mrs. Ning should bleed, and when he heard Ning Youzhi's words, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.
"Pan Dazhu, your mother has caused a big trouble, and you still ask me what I mean?
I'm afraid you don't know that my aunt's family was imprisoned in the county jail before, but Shopkeeper Su released them with just one word.
Now that your mother is slandering my aunt and Shopkeeper Su like this, you should think about it for yourself. How would Shopkeeper Su feel?
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He is about the same age as my eldest cousin, but your mother said this about my aunt's relationship with him.
Don't forget that Shopkeeper Su is not only harvesting our straw curtains in winter, but also the sugar cane in the sugar cane field is waiting for him to harvest next year.
Your mother talks dirty words easily, but have you ever thought about all the villagers in Dahuaishu Village?
Tell yourself, what is the consequence of what she said?"
Hearing Li Zheng's words, not only did Pan Dazhu feel a chill down his back, but everyone present could not help but feel chills in their hearts.
Yes, he is a nobleman in the town, and he is the God of Wealth who gives money to the whole village.
Mrs. Pan actually dared to slander others like this. She wanted to kill the whole village!
When they thought that their money might fly away, everyone who originally felt that Mrs. Pan was a little pitiful at being beaten by Ning Pengpeng suddenly became angry and felt that Mrs. Ning's beating just now was too light!
A sharp-tongued person like Mrs. Pan should be beaten to death.
Seeing everyone glaring at her angrily, Mrs. Pan couldn't help but mute her hum.
She is not deaf, and she heard what Ning Youzhi said just now!
The more she thought about it, the more frightened Mrs. Pan became. The fear and anxiety in her heart coupled with the pain of her broken limbs made her roll her eyelids and faint.
Ning Youzhi pretended not to see it and just looked at everyone with a sad face.
"My aunt, for the sake of the whole village of Dahuaishu Village, went to Shopkeeper Su to buy our straw curtain without earning a penny, just so that everyone can have income during this winter.
But I didn't expect that I would be covered in such dirty water.
After listening to Mrs. Pan’s words, don’t you feel heartbroken?
If it were you, what would you do in the future?
If someone slanders my aunt at will and you are indifferent to it, you are trying to hurt my aunt's heart!"
After hearing Ning Youzhi's words, many people lowered their heads in shame.
After all, they just heard Mrs. Pan's slander. Although they knew it was definitely not true, they couldn't resist their gossip and couldn't help but want to echo it.
Looking back now, my back is covered in cold sweat. At that moment, they were really blinded by lard!
"Auntie, this old woman not only slandered you and shopkeeper Na Su, she also called you a scumbag."
Shi Xianglan covered the area where her hair had been torn off with one hand, and with the other hand, held the bunch of hair that had just been pulled off by Mrs. Pan. She glared fiercely at the unconscious Mrs. Pan and complained to Ning Pengpeng.
"I just wanted to tell my dad about her spraying shit randomly, so she pounced on me and pulled out a lot of my hair.
She fell down and it was entirely her own fault. She deserved to have her arms and legs broken.
I think it’s God’s fault, so it would be best if all her teeth were broken.
Anyway, if you keep this mouth open, you won’t be talking about human speech.”
"Kefu? What a joke. Who is Kefu? We need to talk about it carefully."
She said that her husband died early, but she didn’t even ask Mrs. Pan how long it had been since she had lost her husband.”
Ning Pengpeng snorted and looked at Pan Dazhu's face with a half-smile.
Pan Dazhu's face turned crimson. His father died when he was three years old. Compared to Mrs. Ning, her husband died earlier.
When his mother scolded Mrs. Ning as Kefu, didn't she also indirectly scold herself?
Thinking of this, Pan Dazhu's resentment towards Mrs. Pan became even deeper.
"Aunt Ning, this is my mother's fault. Seeing as we have been neighbors for so many years, and you know that my mother has always been so outspoken, please spare her this time!
Don't worry, when I get back, I will definitely talk to my mother and tell her not to talk nonsense again!"
When Shi Jiang heard this, he stretched out his hand and shook it, then looked at Pan Dazhu seriously and said.
"You are wrong. Your mother is not speaking freely, but she is sick and her brain is muddled!
Of course, even if the nonsense you said because of your mother's illness reaches the ears of the noble, I believe the noble will not take it to heart.
Dazhu, do you think what the aunt said is right?"
Pan Dazhu was stunned for a moment, then woke up. Knowing that Ning Pengpeng was making an excuse for this matter, he nodded quickly.
"Yes, yes, my mother is sick. She was sick early in the morning, and Lao Hu was sick, so she talked nonsense.
I also ask Aunt Ning to help me put in a good word, please don’t take it to heart.”
After saying that, he called someone he knew to help the unconscious Mrs. Pan behind him, and then carried her home.
After seeing Pan Dazhu carrying Mrs. Pan away, Ning Pengpeng looked carefully at everyone present, and finally his eyes fell on Shi Xianglan.
Step forward, reach out and tuck Shi Xianglan's loose hair behind her ears.
"Good boy!"
Hearing what Ning Pengpeng said, Shi Xianglan's eyes suddenly turned red, and the tears she had been holding back flowed down, and she sobbed and cried to Ning Pengpeng.