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Section 31 Investigation

 However, he remembered that Lao Meng did say that his son worked in a brick and tile factory in the county. "He is so ambitious that he won't even send a message, let alone go home." Is it really like what Mrs. Cao said?

Yun Suji thought for a while, and it would be easy to find out whether Lao Meng's son was alive. He could just go to the factory and ask. Unfortunately, there was no telephone or telegraph in the village, so he had to send someone to do it.

Just as she was thinking about it, Mrs. Cao was crying again, saying that Liu Yuanhu had occupied her daughter-in-law.

"...less than two years after my son died, that bastard Liu Yuanhu snatched Gai Feng from my family. Ever since my son died, the two of us have been dependent on each other. Even mother and daughter have not been able to get close to each other.

!I didn’t expect that Liu Yuanhu would break into my house in broad daylight and rob me! My son--" When she talked about her sadness, she threw herself on the ground and screamed, crying in a melodious tone.

Yun Suji thought: There is still this matter?! He felt that the matter was a bit complicated. He asked again: "Don't cry, don't cry. If you have any other unjust accusations, tell them."

Old Mrs. Cao gave up her wailings as she wished. While wiping her tears, she told many things about the "gang of three" who abused and bullied them as "orphans and widowed mothers". She also said that Liu Yuanhu had long had evil thoughts about her daughter-in-law and often touched her.

She even tried to rape her daughter-in-law once, but luckily she didn't succeed until she came back... When she got to the emotional point, she couldn't help but cry again, it was so miserable that Yun Suji couldn't help but be moved by it.

She also exposed the bad deeds of many village cadres. Some cadres did not participate in labor, and asked others to do the work for them;

"The thief's handprint" and said, "If the cook does not steal, the grain will not be harvested." Liu Yuanhu arrested him and beat him with forty poles, and sent him to work for three months. After struggling for half a year, Old Min failed to cultivate the land, so he had to

Eating pumpkins and sweet potatoes to live...

Seeing that she could no longer say anything new, Yun Suji said: "I know everything you said. You go back and rest. I will find out the matter and give you justice."

"Thank you very much, Chief Qingtian!" Mrs. Cao knelt down on the ground, kowtowed several times, and said, "But I don't dare to go back - if I go home, I will end up being 'dead of a sudden illness' tomorrow! Please Qingtian

The great master makes the decision!”

Yun Suji thought, we have to be careful. If the grassroots level is rotten, they can do all kinds of crazy things. He immediately nodded and said: "Well, you have the right to rest in this village hall for a night. I am here.

The guards will never let you get hurt."

He got up and came out, called the captain of the guard, and told him to keep an eye on Old Mrs. Cao at night and not let her get hurt.

"She eats and drinks with you, and you guard the door outside when she sleeps. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Chief!"

When Yun Suji went out, she met Fan Twelve and saw him standing at the door of the village office a little distracted. When he saw him coming out, he greeted him calmly: "Chief..."

Yun Suji nodded: "I know what you want to say. You don't have to say it, I know it in my heart. The policy of the Senate has always been 'never let a bad person go, nor wrongly accuse a good person'. I don't care about your work in the village."

It’s visible.”

Fan Twelve was thinking about the meaning of the chief's words. Yun Suji said again: "I'm going to have dinner now, and I'll talk to you after dinner."

After saying that, he went to Lao Yang's house for dinner, leaving a slightly lost Fan Twelve wandering around the door of the village hall.

When Lao Yang's family heard that the chief was coming for dinner, they were also in a hurry. He felt that Chief Yun was a man who spoke honestly and was one of the villagers, so he was very enthusiastic. His family was originally a relatively decent family, so he asked his wife to take care of him.

I took out the white flour I had saved for the Chinese New Year and rolled out the noodles. I also cooked a pot of "tomato and egg braised vegetables" according to the latest Australian recipe.

Yun Suji smelled the fragrant smell as soon as she entered the room. The hall was steaming with steam, and noodles and stewed vegetables were already placed on the table. Mrs. Yang mixed some more cold dishes.

Lao Yang respectfully carried the lunch box sent by the guard in advance, which was full of hand-rolled noodles. Yun Suji was surprised when he saw it: local farmers rarely have access to white noodles. It is truly a "precious ingredient". This

Needless to say, a pot of noodles takes out all the noodles saved for the New Year.

"That's very polite of you. I can just have some pancakes and porridge!"

"If so," Lao Yang was very happy, "I'd be happy to feed it to you!"

Old Mrs. Yang also smiled and said: "There's nothing meaty, just eggs."

Seeing that they were sincere, Yun Suji was not polite. He sat down, poured the braised pork on it, and started eating. Old Mrs. Yang filled the noodles for herself and Heini, and was carrying the bowls to the yard to eat. Yun Suji

Said: "You eat here too."

Old Yang's wife smiled apologetically and said: "I am a woman, how can I have dinner at the same table as the chief!"

"We eat alone, so we don't need to be so polite." Yun Suji specially chose to have dinner at Lao Yang's house today for a reason. He had noticed that Lao Yang was a very straightforward person, and he would definitely get a lot of truth when talking to him while eating.

The situation in the village.

Lao Yang's wife couldn't resist, so she asked Heini to go to the courtyard to eat by herself, and she also served on the table.

Lao Yang liked to drink some wine during dinner. He thought the sugarcane wine sold in the market town was "sweet", so he brewed some local wine with the small yellow rice he grew himself, and gave it to Yun Suji to pour a glass.

Yun Suji and Lao Yang chatted while eating, talking about the harvest and life. As they talked, they asked about Mrs. Cao.

Lao Yang sighed and said: "Old Mrs. Cao is also a poor person! I heard that she was a widow in her early years and managed to drag her son into a wife. Her family fled here and settled here. They divided the land and got a house. They were living a small life.

We were living a prosperous life, but we didn’t expect that our son, Hu Laba, would be gone! He didn’t even leave any grandchildren, so no wonder he couldn’t turn his head around!”

"How did her son die?"

"I went to work in the coal mine. I wasn't paying attention while pushing the mine cart and was hit." Lao Yang sighed. "It was really miserable when I brought it back. The upper body was bloody and bloody, and the head couldn't even be discerned!"

"Without a son, who will farm the land to support her?" Yun Suji asked, "I think she looks well-groomed, and she doesn't look like she is short of food and clothing."

"In the village." Lao Yang said, "She is from a poor family, so she has to be raised in the village. Of course, don't even think about eating and drinking..."

"Where is her family's land? It is said that someone has farmed it on her behalf."

"Of course there is someone." Old Yang was already easy to talk, but as the wine entered his stomach, he started to chatter more and more, "She is in a desperate land, who doesn't like to farm? After paying the grain, she will pay 30% to the village, and the rest will be hers.

It has nothing to do with Lao Fan. I can’t plant it even if I want to.”

"I don't think it counts." Yun Suji calculated, "The public grain is more than 15%. If I give another 30% to the village, I will lose half of it, and I have to pay for seeds, fertilizers and labor..."

"What matters is not the 50% of the grain, but an account that pays public grain." Lao Yang blushed as soon as he drank. "The people who farm the land are all big grain farmers. Originally, more taxes were paid in the area. Now there are two tax payers.

If they do not have an account, they will transfer part of the grain produced in their own fields to the farming households..."

Yun Suji already understood that this was how it was done! He couldn't help but secretly admire the wisdom of the people, and he asked again:

"You won't give her the food you harvested?"

"Old Mrs. Cao is an orphan now. She is counted as a social security household in the village, and her food and clothing are all provided by the village. The harvest she pays on behalf of the farmers is considered as money to support her." Lao Yang said, "As for how much she can use, it is up to her.

When it comes to matters, everyone has to act according to their own conscience."

"I heard that her son died and the county provided him with a pension."

"I don't know about this. Who can figure out what's going on in the county?" Lao Yang said, "Besides, this money comes from the county, layer by layer, and you may be peeled off layer by layer. How many of them can Old Mrs. Cao get?"

Money? You don’t have to rely on the village to support you!”

Yun Suji was not clear about the pension payment process and could not discuss it further, so he asked: "Mrs. Cao never mentioned the pension?"

Lao Yang shook his head, and his wife timidly said: "I've heard of it..." Then she glanced at her husband again.

Lao Yang said: "You just say whatever you hear, and it's up to me to see what I do. Today, the chief allows you to come to the table and speak, and I won't slap you in the butt if you make a mistake."

Only then did Lao Yang's wife say that she once heard Mrs. Cao scold her daughter-in-law for taking away her son's "life money" and that she was "unconscionable" and that sooner or later "adulters and adulterers would be punished together."

"...I think this 'life money' is not just a pension?"

Yun Suji nodded. What Old Yang's wife said must be true. So the pension was paid, but it was taken away by her wife... He asked again:

"What happened to Mrs. Cao's wife? I heard she was robbed, so why is there an adulterer..."

"Robbing it?" Lao Yang smiled, "It's better if I run away!"

"So it's not Liu Yuanhu who took it away?"

"Liu Yuanhu is a stupid kid. Although he is domineering and does all kinds of mischief, he can't do things like robbing a widow and giving birth to a son without an asshole." Lao Yang drank almost a pot of wine, poured marinade on the noodles and served it.

While eating the bowl, she said, "Old Mrs. Cao is not good to Gai Feng - she is a child bride, and she has endured hardships and beatings since she was a child. After settling in the village, she was uneasy and encouraged her son to beat his wife all day long - beat his wife

It’s not a big deal—but it’s rare to fight to death like this!”

Old Yang's wife said: "Hey, what a crime: soaking bamboo sticks in water and pumping them; pressing them on a bench and beating them with a pole! She couldn't stand up or sit down on the bench after being beaten, and they forced her to carry water and work with two legs.

It’s all black and blue…”

Yun Suji frowned and said, "You are my wife anyway, why are you planning such a heavy move?"

Lao Yang said: "The one in her family is very jealous! We didn't know it when we first arrived in the village. Later we discovered that as long as he is a man, no matter how young or old he is, as long as he gets close to her and says a few words

If you say that, you will be beaten when you go back!" (To be continued.)


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