Traveling through the famine years with the system to raise cubs

Jiang Ling's family, this meeting was as lively as a tea party, and many villagers in Lujia Village brought more or less gifts to thank Jiang Ling.

At first, Jiang Ling wanted to refuse, but after more and more people showed up, Jiang Ling gave up this idea, took all the gifts from everyone, thanked them, and left them to drink tea, eat melon seeds and chat at home .

The originally harmonious atmosphere was broken by the villagers who almost ran away.

"Yaojie's mother! Yaojie's mother is not good! Something happened! Quick! Open the door!"

The rapid knock on the door made Jiang Ling a little displeased. In her perception, this rapid knock on the door meant reporting a funeral.

"Yaojie, go open the door and see what's going on!" Jiang Ling said at the top of his voice to Jiang Yaojie and Shen Congxin who were sitting outside.

"Mother... no... it's not good, something happened to Widow Wang's house!" Jiang Yaojie came and went for less than a minute, and when he came back, he looked at Jiang Ling with a pale face.

"What?" The people around gasped when they heard it.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Widow Wang? What can happen to that shameless bitch?"

"Ms. Yaojie, why don't you go and have a look!"

Hearing Jiang Yaojie's words, everyone exploded and discussed.

Jiang Ling put down the teacup and melon seeds in his hand, glanced at the out of breath villagers and frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Ms. Yaojie, go and have a look, the village chief can't stop her, the widow Wang is going to hack Lu Youren to death!"

The words of the villagers made everyone gasp again. After a few seconds of silence, they suddenly screamed, frantically squeezed out of the door of Jiang Ling's house, and ran towards Lu Youren's house.

Jiang Ling followed closely behind, and followed a large group of people to the gate of Lu Youren's house.

Before going in, Jiang Ling heard Widow Wang's crazily cursing and roaring. This voice had long lost its human flavor, like a wild beast, which made people shudder.

All the women watching the bustle stopped and looked at each other, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Jiang Ling glanced at the crowd and walked in.

Inside the house, Widow Wang was still holding a kitchen knife and yelling in her already hoarse voice.

Jiang Ling walked up to the village head and asked, "What's the matter? Wasn't it all right just now? Why did this make such a big deal happen?"

When the village chief saw Jiang Ling, he quickly told Jiang Ling about the appalling thing that happened just now, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

It turned out that Widow Wang wanted to go to Jiang Ling's to ask for some fertilizer early in the morning, but she was worried that the child would cry and make Jiang Ling unhappy, so she wanted to leave the child at home and let Lu Youren take care of it for a while.

Widow Wang felt that no matter how harshly Lu Youren treats her on weekdays, at least this child is Lu Youren's seed, let alone a boy, Lu Youren would pay a little attention.

It's a pity that Widow Wang thinks too highly of Lu Youren. How could that selfish guy care about a baby less than one year old.

Early in the morning, when Lu Youren didn't find Widow Wang, he was already furious, and the child who was waiting to be fed had to cry again, which added fuel to the fire.

When Lu Youren got angry, he directly pressed a quilt on the child, and the poor child cried less and less.

Finally, when Widow Wang came back, she felt dizzy when she saw the quilt on the bed. She mustered up the courage to lift the quilt. As if struck by lightning, the child's whole body lost any warmth, and the blue-purple skin irritated Widow Wang's eyes all the time.

At this moment, Widow Wang almost collapsed. She rushed towards Lu Youren frantically, and frantically asked what happened to Lu Youren's child.

There was no trace of sadness on Lu Youren's face, and he said perfunctorily, "I don't want to be like this, but he is too noisy. If he can't, just make another one. This one may be a short-lived ghost!"

Every word of these words was like a dagger cutting into the Widow Wang's life.

Widow Wang screamed, lost her mind, picked up the kitchen knife on the table and slashed at Lu Youren frantically.

As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of being violent, and those who are violent are afraid of dying. Lu Youren is usually an asshole, so he is also afraid of seeing the crazy Widow Wang.

As for Mrs. Lu, she could only watch all this in front of her eyes, there was nothing she could do.

The village chief glanced at Jiang Ling helplessly and whispered, "What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Report to the official! Damn Lu Youren, and Widow Wang is not a good thing! The most pitiful thing is the child!" Jiang Ling said, looking at everything in front of him with a cold face.

The village chief looked at Jiang Ling's unchanged face and shook his head helplessly. He knew that as long as Lu Youren was a person, or if Widow Wang kept her own place a little bit, this kind of incident would not happen.

After all, one's physical strength is limited. Widow Wang and Lu Youren had been deadlocked in their yard for so long, and they were so anxious and angry that they rolled their eyes and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing Widow Wang lying unconscious, Lu Youren patted his chest and panted heavily. The village chief was worried that Widow Wang would go crazy when she woke up, so he had someone carefully tie up Widow Wang's hands and feet.

Lu Youren gave up because of his limited mobility and injury.

Jiang Ling, the village head, the child who died young, Lu Youren and Widow Wang sat in Jiang Ling's carriage, and Jiang Yaojie whipped the horse and drove towards the county government.

Pingxi County Government.

County Magistrate Duan was figuring out how to promote chemical fertilizers, Zhao Liu walked in with a heavy expression, and he whispered something in County Magistrate Duan's ear.

Duan County Magistrate was furious when he heard the words, he patted the table heavily, "What? Sixth son, is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true, the Jiang family and his party are already in court!" Zhao Liu said.

County magistrate Duan waved his hand impatiently, and Zhao Liu exited the room knowingly.

Chaotang.

The voice of mighty~wu~ resounded inside, giving people a chilling feeling.

The unconscious Widow Wang was lying on the ground with her hands and feet tied, while Lu Youren knelt on the ground trembling all over.The village chief and Jiang Ling looked at some people in front of them indifferently.

"Pa" the gavel slapped, and everyone's eyes turned to County Magistrate Duan.

After Jiang Ling and the village chief saluted first, they poured out the ins and outs.

County magistrate Duan was filled with righteous indignation, if not for his status as county magistrate, magistrate Duan would definitely jump down and kick Lu Youren hard.

"Biography!" Although the outcome of the matter is known to everyone, the necessary process still needs to be followed.

Not long after, Wu Zuo appeared in the court hall, saluted the county magistrate Duan, and walked in front of the child.

Looking at the livid skin and the already stiff child, Wu Zuo also looked at Lu Youren with contempt.

The autopsy was quick - death by suffocation.

Witnesses and material evidence are all present, and the trial of the case is very fast.

According to the law at that time, "If you are good at killing your son, you will have a tattoo for Chengdan Chong", which means that if you kill your own child, you need to engrave on your face, and the male prisoner will build the city wall, and the female prisoner will pound the rice.

After the trial, Lu Youren was dragged by the yamen guards next to him to the back cell. As for Widow Wang, County Magistrate Duan kindly invited a doctor to prescribe medicine and acupuncture.

Widow Wang woke up leisurely and cried again when she saw Jiang Ling and the village chief.

Jiang Ling frowned and tried to comfort her a few words, but the village head could only echo in embarrassment.

Widow Wang's cries echoed in the county office for a long time, crying and complaining, which made others feel sad.