Butcher Liu's words were supported by the villagers, and he agreed that Butcher Liu was right.

Butcher Liu became even more proud, and he looked at Wu Daguang intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was swearing: Look, I am the one who can speak in the village.

Wu Daguang ignored him at all and was thinking in his mind whether to take care of Er Laizi's troubles.

Butcher Liu saw Wu Daguang not saying anything, his waist was straight, and suggested to everyone: "Why are you standing there? You still came up with a three or five yuan to redeem the thing that no one played? I don't have any money to meddle in the idle people."

After saying that, Butcher Liu deliberately coughed dryly and walked out of the brigade with a swagger.

When the other villagers saw that some of them took the lead, some people made excuses to leave.

"The village chief, there are still sticks in the field before I can dig it out, so I'll leave first."

"My family wants to use a mill, but it won't be shipped if it's too late, so I'll leave."

"My child..."

"My clothes..."

Later, the villagers no longer found reasons and left after raising their feet.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three people left in the brigade, village chief, Wu Daguang and the young people who came to inform the news.

The village chief pointed to the empty brigade yard and said to the young man in Shangwa Village: "Look, I can't do anything. Erlaizi's reputation is so bad. No one is willing to help him. You can send it to the police station in the town, and I can't do anything either."

The young man is wearing green clothes and a pair of rubber shoes under his feet. The ordinary farmers are young and have very heavy faces. They look worried about their lives.

"Village Chief, he has stolen my family for more than ten times. He seemed to be aiming. When the family bought chicken seedlings, Er Laizi would be able to steal them after a month or two." The young man was embarrassed, obviously they could not be careful about Er Laizi.

The village chief saw that the young man spoke honestly, and the more honest the person was, the easier it was to send him away: "Er Laizi is from our village, but we are not his relatives. Why don't you send him to the police station and see what others do, and we will do it."

"This... Village Chief, no matter how he said he was from your village, you..."

"Stop talking, what do you do, you can do, you have seen it, Erlaizi has a bad reputation in our village. Go back, next time, I'll be happy, don't lose it anymore."

The village chief showed impatientness and pushed and persuaded the young man to send him out of the brigade. The young man was honest and really left.

Wu Daguang said hello and left. He didn't expect the village chief to pay for the second laizi to redeem it out of his own pocket.

The village chief must have known that the villagers would not help Erlaizi, but the village chief called out loudspeakers to the villagers to come for a meeting, which seemed to be very important. This was for the young man to see, so that the young man would not come back to the village and say he was not. Maybe he would praise others for being kind and kind, which would benefit the intersection between him and the next village. He would also ask the villagers to collectively refuse, which demonstrates that he would not change his results.

Tsk, I have to say that the old man, the village chief, can do it.

Wu Daguang, who left the brigade, saw the young man in Shangwa Village disappearing from a distance. He thought about it and chased after him.

Wu Daguang thought, let alone whether Er Laizi would be a partner for him. As for the past few days of acquaintance, Er Laizi is a person who values ​​friendship in his bones. Just say that Er Laizi doesn't make any decisions about him, and he really hasn't thoughts. In Er Laizi's view, stealing other people's things is as ordinary as eating. Being able to say this is equivalent to covering Wu Daguang.

Although this theory seems ridiculous.

Wu Daguang caught up with the young man. When the young man saw Wu Daguang recognize him as one of the people sitting on the chairs in the brigade, he thought that Wu Daguang had some status in the village.

"Is there anything else you have?" asked the young man.

"I'll ask Er Laizi how much you have stolen?"

"He has been stealing things everywhere since he was a teenager and has never counted it. Our village was scared of stealing, so I asked me to say it."

Wu Daguang's mouth twitched accidentally, and he didn't know if he was used as a gun. Others don't understand him. Do you still don't understand yourself? Your mouth opens and says, how many reasons are there?

Wu Daguang thought so in his heart, and said another word: "You wait here and I will go home, and I will take a look with you."

"You? Are you sure to go with me?" The young man looked at Wu Daguang, a man in his twenties, wrapped in a patched cotton coat, and did not see any sign of money on him.

"Confirm, I'll wait." Wu Daguang turned around and trotted home. He didn't know that the young man behind him was focusing on the patches on the cotton coat. It was burned when he was burning the fire. Because he bought new clothes that he had not long been bought, he couldn't bear to throw them away. He had been sewing for another three years, and he couldn't make any money.

Wu Daguang went home, found 150 yuan, and asked Xinghua to stay at home to visit the young man.

I followed the young people to Shangwa Village. The villages of more than a hundred households and the villages of Shanguzi are the same. There are no roads open to traffic. People in the mountains are generally poor and have bargaining chips to make money. I don’t know how to use them.

I went straight to the brigade of Shangwa Village. Half of the walls collapsed. I saw Er Laizi, who was beaten to the bruised face in the brigade, sat weakly on the ground, with his hands tied to a pillar.

The young man walked into the brigade quickly. As long as he brought back one person, he would not be in vain if he completed the task.

"Village Chief, I'll bring someone back." The young man said to the brigade as if he was seeking credit.

First of all, what he heard was Er Laizi who was beaten to death. The moment Er Laizi saw Wu Daguang, a flash of surprise passed by, and was replaced by doubt.

A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties came out of the brigade's house. He was a slightly fat man who was engaged in physical labor exercise. He was the village chief of Shangwa Village.

Wu Daguang walked up and took out 150 yuan to hand it over. Without polite words, he went straight to the point: "Village Chief, I can take the money away from Erlaizi's losses to the village."

When the village chief faced the bad tickets in Wu Daguang's hand, he didn't care what he wanted, and then took the money first: "Okay, your village has such a thing as a slut, which is really enough for you to guard against."

Wu Daguang didn't answer: "Then let the person go."

"Let it go, let it go."

The villagers received the order from the village chief and untied the rope for Erlaizi.

The young villagers who came back with Wu Daguang were all straight. He knew that the money was paid by Wu Daguang alone. He didn't even blink his eyes. How rich would it be.

Er Laizi helped Zhuzi get up and limped towards Wu Daguang, wanting to open his mouth and say something, but Wu Daguang didn't give him a chance and left and returned to the village alone.

Even if Wu Daguang didn't leave, Er Laizi didn't know what to say.
Chapter completed!