Chapter 242 You decide for yourself, whether to call the police or privately
Thirteen sheep poisoned?
Upon hearing the news, Jiang Bai became interested, and moved the small stool to his father, and he heard it tilted.
"Uncle, don't worry, tell me what's going on."
Jiang's father comforted him and turned on his phone to play hands-free.
Immediately afterwards, an old voice with a little panic and exhaustion came out of the phone receiver:
"That's how it is..."
Jiang’s father’s uncle, also known as Jiang Bai’s uncle, was named Zhao Fushun. He lives in Xima Village and is a real farmer.
I have several acres of land at home, planting crops such as potatoes, corn, and wheat.
This year, God is taking good care of it, the weather is good, and the harvest of grain and fruits is pretty good, and it is almost time to get a bumper harvest of autumn corn.
But, troubles come with it.
There is a man named "Ma Ergang" in the same village who raises dozens of sheep and often drives the sheep to the mountains to eat grass and lie on the ground.
Eating grass is easy to understand. This lying on the ground is to let cattle and sheep excrete in the ground. This is a natural nutrient that can make the land more fertile.
It happened that Zhao Fushun had a piece of land next to the road not far from the village. Ma Er would pass by this road when he just grazed sheep. His sheep would often go to the fields to eat corn.
Zhao Fushun has repeatedly asked Ma Ergang to argue about this matter.
It's useless.
The surname Ma is a big surname in Xima Village. More than half of the village are Ma family. Zhao Fushun came to Xima Village as a son-in-law in the early years. It was fine when his wife was there, but the wife left, he was the only one.
Those who "married" from another countryside will have no one to rely on in Xima Village.
Moreover, Zhao Fushun's son died in an accident earlier.
He was a lonely and widowed man, and he was seventy years old, and Ma Ergang was in his prime, so it was not clear which one was stronger or who was weak.
Later, there was no choice, so Zhao Fushun threw some corn kernels stained with pesticides into his field to prevent his crops from being eaten.
As a result, thirteen of Ma Ergang's sheep were poisoned to death.
"Jun'er, what do you think of this? Thirteen sheep, where can I get so much money to pay him..."
Zhao Fushun was so anxious that he almost cried.
Jiang Yuejun said calmly: "Uncle, don't worry, I'll come to you now, I'll solve the money."
"Okay, okay, then I'll wait for you at home."
"Um."
After saying that, Jiang's father hung up the phone.
He shouted to the direction of the kitchen: "Ling'er, how much cash does our family have?"
"What's wrong? I didn't understand just now. Did something happen to my uncle?"
Jiang's mother walked out of the kitchen with the noodles back to the pot and asked.
"yes."
Jiang's father nodded: "It's probably quite troublesome to poison the thirteen sheep in the same village. I'll take some money first."
"I don't have much cash at home, so I'll give you the card and go and get some money with you."
Without hesitation at all, Jiang's mother put the noodles on the table and quickly walked into the room to get the bank card.
When Jiang Bai went to elementary school, because he did not have a urban household registration, he had to pay a "borrowing fee" of several hundred yuan per semester.
Today, a few hundred yuan is nothing, but at that time, the family was not in good condition and couldn't afford so much money.
It was Zhao Fushun who borrowed money to help Jiang Bai's family overcome the difficulties, otherwise Jiang Bai might not even be able to go to elementary school.
Later, the two companies were getting quite close.
Now that he is in trouble, Jiang's father and mother naturally cannot ignore it.
"Dad, I'll go with you."
Jiang Bai casually pulled the noodles and wiped his mouth and said.
Luo Dazhao also stood up and said, "I'll go and have a look, maybe there's something to help."
"good."
Without further ado, the three of them took the bank card and set off immediately and headed straight for Xima Village.
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Xima Village.
Street lights are installed in small corners of the road, and the road surface has been hardened. It is definitely a different scene from the dirt road that was deep and shallow in the past.
In this era, even in rural areas, every household is well-known.
High walls and iron gates are standard. If you have good conditions, you will renovate the old house if you have poor conditions.
The appliances and other items at home are also complete. Let’s not talk about anything else. This air conditioner, water heater, TV and washing machines are definitely inseparable.
Many people still have cars parked in their yards.
How dare I think about this more than ten years ago? At that time, a little Sanlun was considered a rich family.
But in this prosperous new countryside, there is a simple small courtyard that looks out of place for the entire village.
Low walls, dilapidated doors, and houses are also brick and tile houses for decades.
This is Zhao Fushun's home.
Decades ago, almost every household in Xima Village was like this.
Decades later, others changed a lot, but Zhao Fushun's family did not change.
Jiang's father once said that Zhao Fushun should repair the house at home, but he didn't agree, just said that he was a bad old man and could live without any effort to get rid of money.
Jiang's father couldn't resist him, so he didn't force him.
But today, the small courtyard that has always been deserted has gathered many people.
"Old man Zhao, I didn't expect that you, the old Bi Deng, looked honest and actually looked bad. You are really not a thing. I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you and pay money!"
"That's right, you old guy, don't pretend to be pitiful, and you'll pay the money quickly!"
"On the Internet, it is not the old man who has become bad, but the bad man who has become old. I just say that you are like this!"
"It's all the same village, you actually poison Ergang's sheep! You are so conscientious, why didn't you get rid of thunder on rainy days?"
“…”
A group of old men yelled at an old man with thin body, dark skin and hunched back.
Among them, the leader is one of them, with a bald head, triangular eyes, and a beard on his chin. He looks a little vulgar, similar to the "Drum Flea" in Water Margin.
He was about forty years old and was holding a stick in his hand. It was Ma Ergang.
The others are his relatives.
The old man blocked by them at the door was Zhao Deshun.
He looked uneasy with a crutch.
His mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, but his voice was overwhelmed by the roar of the group.
"Old guy, don't pretend to be pitiful there, hurry up and get the money!"
"My thirteen sheep were all healthy. If I hadn't eaten your poisonous corn, I wouldn't have died!"
"One sheep costs three thousand yuan, thirteen sheep total thirteen! "
"For the sake of the same village, I will give you a discount. I will take out the 40,000 yuan. I will forget about this, otherwise I will demolish your broken house!"
Ma Ergang looked resentful and took a step forward, forcing him strongly.
"Brother Ergang, this is too much... How can a sheep be worth three thousand yuan?" Zhao Fushun said anxiously.
"Who is your brother to you?" Ma Ergang curled his lips and shouted: "Hurry up and pay the money! Otherwise I'll be polite to you!"
"I really don't have that much money..."
Zhao Fushun said tremblingly.
"No money? I see, you old guy, don't cry until you see the coffin!"
As he said that, Ma Ergang raised his stick and acted as if he was about to beat him.
But at this moment.
But a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his wrist!
The force was very strong, just like an iron clamp, which made Ma Ergang feel ache in his wrist.
"Who the hell are you?"
Ma Ergang yelled at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.
Jiang Bai said coldly: "Just talk about things, you can do something to an old man too?"
After saying that, he pushed a sudden move and let go of his hand.
Ma Ergang staggered and took two steps back.
"Little Bibi, I think you're tired of living!"
Ma Ergang himself has a good personality and is considered a domineering person in Xima Village. When did he suffer such a loss?
What's more, the other party was just a 20-year-old child.
He suddenly became angry, glared at him, and pointed at Jiang Bai with a stick: "Get out quickly! Otherwise I will let you lie here!"
Jiang Bai grinned and looked down at him.
Picking up two bricks from the side, touching each other twice, making Bangbang's voice.
"Fuck, do you want to do it?" Ma Ergang immediately smiled disdainfully.
Jiang Bai didn't say anything, threw away a brick, grabbed the remaining one with his left hand, and clenched his fist with his right hand.
Take a deep breath.
Smashed out with one punch.
"Bang!"
The brick broke in response to the sound, and the upper half flew out directly.
"Damn!"
Everyone took a breath of cold air, their eyes widened.
Break a brick with one punch?
What kind of strange type is this!
I have to say that Jiang Bai's move is quite effective, at least it shocked the other party.
Otherwise, if there is a conflict between these more than a dozen people, the matter will be serious.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang's father and Luo Dazhang finally arrived.
The road was being built in front of Zhao Fushun's house, so the car could not drive in, so he could only park at the corner of the corner. Jiang Bai ran in at a fast speed, and Jiang's father and Luo Dazhang were a little late.
Fortunately, it didn't delay anything.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Jiang's father hurried forward and looked at Zhao Fushun with concern.
"I'm fine, God, talk to others and don't have any conflicts."
Zhao Fushun grabbed Jiang's father's hand and said.
"Um."
Jiang's father nodded and waved his hand at Jiang Bai, "Son, take good care of your uncle."
Then he glanced and said coldly: "You dozen people are so embarrassed to bully an old man."
"Who are you? This matter has something to do with you!?"
Ma Ergang tilted his head and looked at Jiang's father disdainfully.
Jiang's father said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about who I am. You just need to know that from now on, I will be responsible for this matter. Don't look for the elderly. Just talk to me if you have any requests."
"Okay, then I'll talk to you."
"That old man... he poisoned me thirteen sheep by sprinkling corn in the field. I asked him if it was a problem to pay some money?"
Ma Ergang said with his legs twitched.
"There is nothing wrong, I should pay for it." Jiang's father nodded.
"If you want this attitude, that matter will be easier."
Ma Ergang grinned and said, "Thirteen sheep, each of which costs 3,000 yuan, a total of 39,000 yuan."
"I don't make things difficult for you. If you take out the money, it will be over."
"Thirty-nine?" Jiang's father frowned, "Do you really think I don't understand the market?"
"The current market price of adult sheep is 1,000 to 1,500 per one. Even if it is calculated based on 1,500, your thirteen sheep are less than 20,000 yuan."
"Isn't it too much for you to have 39,000?"
"I'll give you 20,000 yuan, which is enough to compensate you for your losses."
As he said that, Jiang's father took out a stack of bright red cash from his bag.
"Brother, the market is changing with each passing day. The price you know is from some time ago, but it is not the same price recently."
Ma Ergang touched his big bald head and said, "Do you know "Sheep"? It's a popular mini game recently."
"Because of this game, the price of mutton has risen sharply in recent days. It is not a problem for a sheep to be sold for 3,000 yuan. Do you understand?"
"Puff!"
Hearing this, Jiang Bai really couldn't hold back and laughed out loud on the spot.
A small game can also cause the market price of mutton, which sounds outrageous than a sow that will climb a tree.
If you want to say that a popular talk show can affect stocks, it is more reliable.
"Little kid, why are you laughing at?" Ma Ergang glared at Jiang Bai.
Jiang Bai smiled and restrained: "I thought of something happy."
Ma Ergang snorted coldly, turned his eyes on Jiang's father again, and urged: "I don't think you are a slack person either. Be more cheerful, just pay for it."
Jiang's father frowned: "Your sheep is dead, we should indeed lose money, but this is not the reason why you lion speaks out!"
At this time, Zhao Fushun shouted: "Jun'er, don't listen to him talking nonsense!"
"I erected several signs on the side of the road, and wrote them clearly, and poisonous corn was sprinkled in the ground."
"And he was reminded specifically this morning, but he still drove the sheep into my field. Can this be my fault?"
Ma Ergang stubbornly said, "How could I know you are really here? I thought you were just a fool."
"oh--"
Jiang Bai was sarcastic and laughed jokingly: "What do you mean, if there is no poisonous corn in the field, you can let your sheep ruin my uncle's crops at will?"
"I don't mean that!"
Ma Ergang suddenly felt angry and waved his hand and shouted:
"Stop talking nonsense. Anyway, my sheep died after eating the poisonous corn from the old thing. He will definitely compensate for the loss!"
"If I don't pay, I'll call the police!"
"I've asked someone to inquire. If you call the police in this situation, the old guy will not only have to pay the money, but also go to jail!"
"You decide for yourself whether to call the police or settle the matter privately."
After saying that, he hugged his arms and sneered coldly.
This really put Jiang's father in vain.
Zhao Fushun is almost seventy years old. Could it be that he really wants to go to jail?
Jiang's father gritted his teeth and decided to settle it privately.
But just as he opened his mouth and was about to speak, Luo Dazhao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke:
"Then call the police."
Hearing this, Jiang Bai's eyes lit up and he was in a state.
Then call the police!
He has heard this sentence from many people.
But those people have now gone to some place where they can eat public meals, and they probably have been very skilled in sewing machines.
But now, the same sentence came out of Luo Dazhang's mouth.
This feeling was different in an instant.
Luo Dazhe is different from those verbal monsters. Since he took the initiative to ask the other party to call the police, he must be sure to ensure that Zhao Fushun does not have to bear criminal responsibility.
Never doubt Luo Dazhuo's ability. This is a famous saying that Jiang Bai summed up after dealing with him so many times.