Chapter 90: Stepping in, taking action, selling stolen goods (Thanks to Mr. Snow Eagle(2/2)
"But this person didn't get any good either. Widow Zhao took his life unjustly and died even more miserably. What's this called? God has eyes and retribution is not good!"
"But we fellow villagers should also be more careful."
"Those who are learning evil methods should be more vigilant in the future. This matter to the Zhao family is no longer the first."
"Earlier, a salesman also passed by the pole store. He looked thick and big-browed. He was actually a doll seller. He almost lost three dolls to him. Fortunately, I met him and helped them find them. Otherwise,
It’s scary just thinking about it.”
"..."
Naturally, the people in the village had heard about this, and they all nodded in panic: "Yes, yes!"
Some people even said angrily: "If you encounter these people walking around the streets in the future, if they dare to enter the village, they will be beaten to death."
Hu Ma was startled. She really knew that they were not joking. The villagers got angry and beat one or two people to death and threw them outside to feed the dogs. They were not afraid at all.
He hurriedly said: "That's not necessary. Most of them are good people. It's convenient for the folks to earn a couple of copper coins by walking around the streets, isn't it? It's just the monsters who get in there that are hateful!"
"Folks, just be more careful. If you encounter anything suspicious, come to Zhuangzi and talk to us."
"..."
The people in the village were immediately moved when they heard this. The elderly people held Hu Ma's hand and kept saying touching words.
Hu Ma vaguely felt that with the handling of these incidents, she was now famous.
Even bigger than the stern old shopkeeper.
After handling the matter, Hu Ma also returned to Zhuangzi. After a few days, she felt even more uneasy.
Not only did the guys look around, but the people in the village would also pay attention to the new faces coming in. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be many omissions, but for three or five days in a row, there was no movement. They knew they were coming, but they didn't come.
This calm before the storm is the most upsetting.
However, things have to be done. Although I don't quite understand the true intention of the shopkeeper, after having lunch that day, I still walked into the inner courtyard with some flax in my hands.
When he came to the shopkeeper, he smiled and threw away the crutch in his hand.
"Shopkeeper, I'm done!"
Chapter completed!