After working in the fields for a long time, Chen Ling and Wang Jusheng were already hungry. After Zhang Qiaoling took the child out, the three of them sat down and started eating.

Chen Ling cooked five dishes, only one was a meat dish, and the rest were vegetarian dishes, which were not rich.

But because the food he cooked was fragrant enough, Wang Jusheng and his wife enjoyed the meal very much.

Even though Zhang Qiaoling was influenced by the villagers, she still had some opinions about Chen Ling and couldn't help but praise him repeatedly.

Even when Chen Ling left, he even took the initiative to bring him two jars of pickles.

"Although your sister-in-law Qiaoling's cooking is not as delicious as yours, her pickled vegetables are excellent. No one in our ten miles around can match her."

"Look at the big vats in my yard. Several vats are filled with pickles, and several vats are filled with chili sauce and bean paste."

"Whenever you want to eat, just come and get it."

Wang Jusheng said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law is so awesome. Why are there so many big tanks in the yard?"

Chen Ling held two black jars, lowered his head and smelled them, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

It tastes really good.

He thought these large vats were empty before, but he didn't expect them to be filled with pickles and sauce.

"Don't listen to your nonsense, brother Jusheng. There's no one who doesn't pickle two jars of pickles in all seasons of the year. He brags about it to everyone he meets, and he's not ashamed of it."

Zhang Qiaoling smiled and said, feeling a little embarrassed by Wang Jusheng.

I thought to myself, how could you praise yourself so much in front of others?

It's just a little bit of pickled vegetables. If you praise it to the heavens, it's just pickled vegetables, and it's not worth much.

"Hey, I don't brag to everyone. This is all what others have eaten."

"Just like my colleagues at the police station, whenever I bring pickles from home, they are always rushing to ask for them from me."

"Last time, I was worried that there wouldn't be enough food and I put in a jar. As a result, these idiots ate it all for me in two meals. When I asked about it later, the old man at the gate took away half the bowl. Damn it."

Wang Jusheng slapped his thigh and stared.

"Hahaha, after hearing what you said, Brother Jusheng, I can't wait to eat it. When I go back and tell Susu, I will let her learn from my sister-in-law another day."

Chen Ling said with a smile.

Zhang Qiaoling also smiled: "Okay, whenever Susu girl wants to pickle pickles, I will teach her step by step."

Just like that, while talking and laughing, Chen Ling was sent outside the door.

"Okay, the child is still at home. Brother Jusheng and sister-in-law Qiaoling, don't send her away. Go back quickly."

Chen Ling waved his hand, said goodbye to the two of them, and hurried home alone.

After returning home, Wang Susu had already eaten and was boiling a large bucket of hot water, making the whole room steaming.

When he saw him coming back, he closed the door, and the two of them took a hot bath together, then got on the kang and slept comfortably.

…

The next day it was spring rain again.

Although the rain is not heavy, it has been raining all morning and has no intention of stopping.

Seeing this situation, Chen Ling was not in a hurry to get up and make breakfast. He hugged Wang Susu's soft body and changed his sleeping position, intending to sleep on it for half the morning like before.

As a result, not even half an hour later, I was woken up by the noise outside.

"Aling, Aling, get up quickly, something seems to have happened outside."

Wang Susu broke away from Chen Ling's arms and pushed him gently.

"What are you doing this early in the morning?"

Chen Ling rubbed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to it, but his wife was very worried when she heard the noise outside, so he had to crawl out of bed naked to find some clothes.

After getting dressed, Chen Ling took an umbrella and walked out.

I saw a lot of people gathered in the alley. Qin Dongmei had a sullen face and kept cursing.

Qin Qiumei whispered persuasion from the side, but it obviously didn't work, and her sister didn't listen to her at all.

Pointing at an old lady with white hair and wearing a blue coarse cloth gown, she yelled: "Damn old lady, if you don't pay for my chickens today, your chickens and ducks will also die. Let's see if I give you medicine to kill them."

"

The old lady was angry and anxious: "Dongmei, don't be unreasonable. What does your chicken's death have to do with me? Why are you blaming me for such a stupid thing..."

Qin Dongmei sneered: "Haha, you mean I'm going to slap you on the head? You old guy has such a big face! The neighbors are watching here. Ask, who doesn't know that you often lure other people's chickens?

Your family is laying eggs!”

"Let's just talk about me. I've bumped into you more than two or three times. Seeing that you were old and didn't pay attention to you, I gave you face. It's better for you. It's just because my chickens damaged a few vegetable seedlings in your yard yesterday.

Give me the medicine to kill the chicken."

The old lady became even more anxious: "It's not vegetable seedlings, it's watermelon seedlings. I'm going to plant them in the land after I've divided the farmland again."

"It turns out that your chickens ruined all my melon seedlings, making it impossible for me to grow melons this year. I haven't even come to settle the score with you yet, but you are the one who filed the complaint first."

"Ah! You are still trying to settle a score with me. Do you have the nerve to settle a score with me?"

"If you weren't an old man who always lured my chickens to your house to lay eggs, could you have ruined your melon seedlings?"

"You deserve it if you can't grow melons! You asked for it! Why did you kill my chickens with medicine?"

"No matter what you say, you have to pay for my chickens. If you don't have chickens, you have to pay for them. It's ten yuan a chicken. It doesn't matter if it's a penny less."

Qin Dongmei spat hard.

The old lady was speechless and trembled with anger: "You, you, you..."

Chen Ling listened to the two arguing and glanced at Qin Dongmei's house. He saw a yard of dead chickens lying on the ground, drenched by the drizzle, and their fur was wet and covered with mud. They were dirty.

"Fifth Grandpa is here, Aunt Dongmei, Second Grandma Wang, please stop arguing!"

At this time, Chen Ling's former neighbor, the son of village doctor Chen Guoping, shouted.

Everyone saw Wang Laishun walking from the south holding a shabby green umbrella.

"Why make such a fuss! It's still noisy outside even though it's raining. I don't mind the fellow villagers making fun of you!"

"If you have something to talk about, you have to make a fuss. The village committee is only a few steps away. I just know how to scold you when something happens. I never remember to go to the village committee."

Wang Laishun walked up to him and scolded him.

Qin Dongmei rolled her eyes after hearing this, "Going to the village committee has to be useful? Who would go if we can't solve any problem?"

It is true that sometimes Wang Laishun is afraid of trouble and prefers to make peace with others.

After all, it is difficult for an upright official to settle household matters. Many times the matter is not resolved and he has to make a fuss.

Furthermore, there are countless shitty things in the village. Wang Laishun takes care of them if he can, and stays away if he can't.

Therefore, many villagers were dissatisfied, secretly saying that he was cunning and evil-hearted, and that there were many people who were not good at things.

Wang Laishun had heard too much for a long time, and now he didn't care when Qin Dongmei was being weird in front of him. Instead, he smiled and said: "Look at what you said, Dongmei. I'm not here to solve the problem. Tell me what's going on."

Well, why are you making noise here when you haven’t eaten breakfast this morning?”

"Lai Shun, don't ask her. She is unreasonable. She knocked on my door early in the morning and insisted that I killed her chicken medicine. No matter what I say, it doesn't make sense. It will make me mad to death.

Already."

"You have to judge me today."

Grandma Wang grabbed Wang Laishun's arm and said in a trembling voice.

She was an elderly woman, but she couldn't quarrel with Qin Dongmei, and she almost cried in anger.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, let's go see Dongmei's chickens first..."

Wang Laishun comforted him.

Qin Dongmei snorted when she heard this, "What's there to see? How can a dead chicken be shown alive?"

"Village chief, don't just try to help this old guy..."

Wang Laishun ignored her, turned to Qin Qiumei and said, "Director Qin, let's first see what's going on with the chickens at home."

"Okay, I'm going to cause trouble to Village Chief Wang!"

Qin Qiumei was full of embarrassment and pulled her sister to tell her to stop saying a few words.

Although her status is more glamorous than that of her younger sister, she was actually taken care of by her younger sister since she was a child because of her poor health.

When the two get along, Qin Dongmei is more like an elder sister, and she is more like a younger sister.

This resulted in her younger sister always being stronger in front of her.

…

A group of people entered Qin Dongmei's house, squatted on the ground and inspected the dead chickens.

Soon, someone exclaimed: "This chicken was not poisoned to death, but was bitten to death by something that broke its neck."

Chen Ling stood behind the crowd and took a look. He saw that each chicken had a blood hole on its neck, which was not very obvious.
Chapter completed!