I, the fox clan, Arita!

The rest of this man's tribe all echoed: "Come out! Don't be a coward!"

"The three generations of our old Xu family are single-handed! That's it! Cai Fucheng will pay for my grandson's life!"

Today is the market, the streets are crowded with people, and it is difficult to walk. People all come to watch the excitement, and the road is immediately blocked.

Someone shouted loudly: "Oh, what's the matter? Let it go, let it go! Let it pass!"

"The pastries of 'Fu Cheng Ji' are eaten to death!"

"Oh, I just bought pastries at his house last time, no, no, I have to go home and throw them away!"

"Who in the Xu family ate to death?"

"It's about the new food of 'Fu Cheng Ji'. It's called hawthorn sauce. It's sour and sweet. It's appetizing. The lady of Xu's family is pregnant for four or five months. She likes to eat hawthorn if it doesn't taste good. Sauce, the tire slipped in the end, and a well-formed male fetus was born, isn't the Xu family just here to find an explanation?"

The crowd was discussing a lot, when they heard an old woman wailing loudly: "The black heart surnamed Cai——! Pay for my grandson's life—!"

The old woman prostrated herself on the ground, her dim eyes filled with tears, and howled, "If we don't give our old Xu family an explanation, my old woman will kill the door—!"

Cai Fucheng, who was inside the door, was sweating profusely. Hearing this, he trembled in fright, and was about to open the door, asking Ozawa who was beside him, "Go and see, why hasn't the Young Master come back! "

As soon as the people from the Xu family blocked the gate of "Fuchengji", Cai Fucheng asked his son to go to the clan to find someone, and then went to the mayor's house to invite the mayor over. The mayor has a little bit of friendship, and the mayor can talk, so he can get around when he comes.

These days, the town mayor is not an official position, he is only a little higher than the village head, and he only manages a few more villages. Usually, he is the elder of a big family who is famous in the local area and can speak well among the villagers. to take up this position.

To be honest, the status of the mayor is not as good as that of the master of the Zhang family.

Cai Fucheng went out the door with a pale face, and smiled cautiously.

"Misunderstanding, this is all a misunderstanding! Our 'Fu Cheng Ji' has been a time-honored brand for more than ten years and has never had any problems. How could it be possible for pregnant women to have a miscarriage? There must be other reasons!"

Xu Gui took a step forward, stabbed Cai Fucheng's chin with the stick in his hand, and said coldly, "You mean that I intentionally let my daughter-in-law have a miscarriage, so that I can put the blame on you?! Three generations of the Xu family have had a hard time. Hope to come son, I would do such a thing if I lost my mind and went crazy!"

Cai Fucheng didn't dare to move, and said repeatedly: "No, no, that's not what I meant. There can't be a problem with my family's food. So many people ate it, but nothing happened. Maybe your wife ate something else. ..."

"Shut up!" Xu Gui said angrily, "I came to buy pastries from you that day. It was the hawthorn sauce you recommended. It is sweet and sour, and it is the most appetizing. My wife is pregnant and the taste is not good. I bought it specially. I went back to give her some food, and I ate that sauce for two days in a row, but my stomach hurt, and the child was lost the next night! What else do you have to say!"

An old man behind him said loudly: "Give back my grandson's life!"

The people from Xu's family also shouted in unison: "Kill for life—kill for life—!"

The crowd of onlookers booed: "Arrest him and go to the county to see the officials!"

"That's it! See you!"

Cai Fucheng didn't dare to speak anymore, he raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling extremely anxious.

At this moment, he also regretted a little. That day when he and his son saw that the business selling jam cakes in the market was good, and they robbed one-third of their own business, they also thought about making the hawthorn jam by themselves. .

The father and son worked at home for a few days, and they really made it look like it. The taste is sour and sweet, but the color is not very good-looking, and the taste is not as delicate as that of the other one. You can still bite into large pieces of pulp.

In addition, a lot of firewood was wasted, a lot of sugar was added, and a lot of money wasted after trying a dozen times. As a result, the hawthorn sauce that was made in the end could not be preserved at all, and soon broke down. I don’t know what happened. .

This sauce doesn’t look good, and the cost is high. In fact, Cai Fucheng really didn’t want to sell it for money, and he didn’t sell it a few times. Sometimes when selling other pastries, he just mentioned it by the way. If you are interested, then sell some. If people don't like it or think it's expensive, he doesn't force it.

It just so happened that the man surnamed Xu came that day and said he wanted to buy sweet and sour pastries for his wife to have an appetizer. Cai Fucheng recommended this hawthorn sauce to him. Don't look at this man as a rough man, but he loves his wife very much. I bought a lot of them and went back.

As for the taboo that pregnant women can't eat, Cai Fucheng heard his little buddy Xiao Ze mention it at the beginning, but when he thought that the kid surnamed Ling had sold so many rice cakes with hawthorn sauce, he had never heard of anyone eating them. If something happened, he naturally didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

The two sides were in a stalemate, when suddenly someone shouted from the outside: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! The third uncle is here! Dad! Are you okay!"

Cai Fucheng's face brightened, and he saw his own son leading an old man to squeeze in from the crowd, followed by more than a dozen young men from his clan.

Now, Cai Fucheng has confidence.

"Third Uncle! You always sit!" Cai Fucheng hurriedly took a chair from the shop for the old man to sit on.

This third uncle is naturally the mayor of Wangjiazhuang.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Third Uncle sat down, raised his hand and stroked his gray beard and asked.

Xu Gui fell at the feet of the third uncle with a "plop", "San uncle, you can make the decision for me! My wife ate the hawthorn sauce made by this surname Cai, and she had a miscarriage! Missing my poor son, Parents are gone before even seeing them, woo woo woo..."

Xu Gui said the matter again.

Cai Junjie whispered to his father behind the scenes. When he went, he stuffed his third uncle with two taels of silver. He had discussed with his third uncle. "This charge, their family can never bear it!

Once this crime is charged, his family's reputation for more than ten years will be completely ruined!

So after the third uncle had heard the man from Xu's family, Cai Fucheng took a step forward, bowed his hands to the crowd and said, "I want everyone to know that this hawthorn sauce is really not made by our "Fu Cheng Ji". When I saw this hawthorn sauce, it was sold by a small shopkeeper surnamed Ling in the market last time.

I think many of you have bought hawthorn cakes at his house. Our family has its own pastry business. At that time, I was curious and bought some from the shopkeeper Ling. I planned to eat it myself, but that day Brother Xu said he wanted to give it to me. The lady bought appetizers, and I sold the rest to Brother Xu, how could I have thought that such a tragedy would happen..."

After saying this, Cai Fucheng shook his head and sighed pretendingly, with a very sad and regretful expression.

After hearing Cai Fucheng's words, some people in the crowd began to talk about it.

"Yes, this jam cake is sold by shopkeeper Xiaoling on the street. Shopkeeper Xiaoling also said that this jam is made of hawthorn."

"The shopkeeper Ling, it seems that he really came from the last market. He has never seen this kind of food before."

"Yes, yes, I bought a lot of jam cakes just now, they are delicious!"

"But when the shopkeeper Jialing sold jam cakes, he clearly said that pregnant women should not eat them!"

But at this moment, who would remember Lingshu's tireless instructions on the precautions for hawthorn sauce?Everyone can only see the daughter-in-law of the man surnamed Xu in front of him, who ate hawthorn sauce and slipped a tire.

At this moment Xu Gui was also a little uncertain, and asked Cai Fucheng, "Did you really buy this sauce at Naling's house?"

Cai Fucheng nodded and said: "That's right, the shopkeeper Naling also said that his hawthorn sauce is the only one in ten miles and eight villages. No one can make it. It must be his secret recipe. Tell me, that is It’s a secret recipe, how could my family know how to make it?”

Someone in the crowd urged: "Go and confront the shopkeeper Na Ling!"

The members of the Xu family looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at Xu Gui, the sufferer this time, and let him make a decision.

The third uncle, who was the only one sitting on the chair here, stroked his beard again, and spoke: "In this case, let me make the decision. Let's all go meet the shopkeeper Naling together."

Everyone had no objection, and the Xu family must have an explanation, so a group of people went to the small stall of Lingshu's house in a mighty way.

Lingshu didn't expect that an indiscriminate disaster would befall him.

Since he started selling rice cakes with hawthorn sauce, he has often reminded customers that pregnant women should not eat them. It can be said that almost every customer has told them. There were a lot of customers around the stall, he said it once or twice, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Moreover, in this Wangjiazhuang, except for the hawthorn sauce that Mr. Zhang bought in cans, all the others are rice cakes for retail sale, and no family buys too much at once. A small spoonful of hawthorn sauce, even if a pregnant woman eats it, will definitely not cause tire slippage.

Only if you eat too much, will there be a risk of miscarriage.

At that time, the young master of the Zhang family had heard that there were sauces for pregnant women, so he specially bought grape sauce for his mother.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for the hawthorn sauce sold from Lingshu to kill people.

It only took Lingshu a moment to understand that it was obvious that the people from "Fu Cheng Ji" wanted to frame him.

And the third uncle, the mayor, was clearly on Cai Fucheng's side.

Ling Shu is not a native of Wangjiazhuang, and only his elder brother and sister-in-law are around him. Facing the dozen or so young and strong members of the Cai family and the large group of people from the Xu family, they can only be bullied.

This matter, if you say it's easy to do, it's easy to do-to save money and eliminate disasters.

The Xu family didn't have the guts to really let people pay for their lives, but they were just resentful in their hearts. This indifference is understandable. Anyone who has been looking forward to the child for a long time is gone because of external forces will be sad and angry.

Lingshu can compensate the Xu family some money, let them calm down, and end this farce.

But in this way, the crime of "eating dead people" is firmly attached to his hawthorn sauce. Who will dare to buy hawthorn sauce in the future?

This hat is put on the head. If his family will not make hawthorn sauce in the future, but will make other foods instead. I am afraid no one will dare to buy it.

Besides, Xu Gui's daughter-in-law didn't eat his hawthorn sauce!

Why should he be so frustrated? !

And why do you want to take the blame? !

Lingshu clenched his fists tightly, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his childish and handsome face was so dazzled at the moment that it made people lose their minds.

Hmph, is it so easy to bully our fox clan? !

Is it "Fu Cheng Ji"?If I don't let you disappear in Wangjiazhuang, I won't be called Lingshu!

The author has something to say: In the comments of the last chapter, Mengmeng said that she should not wear sackcloth and filial piety just because she was born, that’s true~

But this family is actually here to make trouble and ask for compensation, so it is natural to exaggerate.