A car accident, our family of three crossed

"Hmph, let's go."

Zhang Cuiju's words gave Wan Baolu a wake-up call. He spat on the ground fiercely and left with his men in a carriage.

Watching their carriage go away, Hang Shuheng sighed and said to the head of the village: "He won't let it go."

He Chunsheng held the stick and said indignantly, "It's too easy for him to let him go like this." The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, so he hit the tree stump in the yard with the stick to vent his anger.

"You, you are too impulsive." The head of the village sighed helplessly. He did not expect that young people were so hot-tempered that they started fighting over a disagreement. Once this grudge was formed, it would be difficult to resolve it peacefully.

"Dad, some people are born bad. The more you swallow your anger, the more they will become more aggressive."

Hang Shuheng couldn't help but look at the young man for a second, thinking that he was much more courageous than his father. However, although what he said made sense, in front of the capitalists, country folk like them were as insignificant as ants, and it was not difficult to understand why the village head had to be so humble.

The village head naturally understood this truth, but no matter what, they could not defeat the other party.

"Tiesheng, Daddy is sorry for you!" He walked up to He Tiesheng, squatted down, and wiped away his tears. "We can't go to the capital for the time being."

If they still insisted on going to the capital, they would be left with only the women and children at home, and they would be worried. They had made enemies with the Wan family today, and if they came back, they would suffer a great loss without someone in charge.

"Dad, I'm fine. This disaster is my fault. Even if I become lame in the future, it's what I deserve. I'm a burden to everyone." He Tiesheng got over the initial pain and felt much better now. Thinking about how his old father had to humble himself to others for his sake, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Let's send Brother Tiesheng back to the house first." Hang Shuheng reminded.

Everyone worked together to send He Tiesheng back to the house. To be on the safe side, Hang Shuheng changed the bandages on him again, as they had collected more herbs today.

"Until you get medical treatment, just leave it like this for now. Change the dressings every day and keep your legs fixed. There's a chance the bones will heal, but it's hard to estimate to what extent."

The headman's family, who had originally looked worried, were overjoyed when they heard Hang Shuheng say that the bones might heal.

"Shuheng, are you telling the truth?"

Hang Shuheng didn't want to give them too much hope, and said bluntly: "I said it's just a possibility. If it's an ordinary broken leg, this method may really heal it, but Brother Tiesheng's leg was broken by a human being, so you still have to be mentally prepared for the extent to which it can recover in the end."

Even though Hang Shuheng poured a bucket of cold water on them, the village head still felt that there was still hope. As long as there was not even a glimmer of hope, there was hope for their family.

Hang Shuheng was not very optimistic. He was afraid that the greater their expectations, the greater their disappointment would be in the end. He had said everything that should and should not be said. He sighed and said goodbye to the headman's house. He didn't know what kind of storm would greet them later.

Think about it, the Wan family is one of the richest families in the county, and they have the support of the second-in-command of the county government. They are just small people in a village. How can they compete with such a rich and powerful family?

Hang Shuheng was still frowning, the storm that was supposed to come finally came. The next morning, several police officers with knives came to Shangtang Village aggressively. The villagers had heard about what happened yesterday, and now seeing the police officers heading straight to the Hang family, they all ran around to tell others.

Seeing the police coming to her house, Hang's mother was frightened and hid in the house, not daring to come out.

Hang Shuheng asked politely, "May I ask what brings you to my humble abode?"

"Are you Hang Shuheng from Shangtang Village?"

"It's down."

"Then you have found the right person. Take him away."

The leading constable waved his hand and asked his men to come up and take Hang Shuheng away without saying a word.

"Please wait a moment." Hang Shuheng said, "I don't know what I have done wrong. Are you going to take me away?"

"Someone has accused you of stealing his family secret manual. The county magistrate has ordered us to take you back for questioning. I advise you not to resist and just follow us obediently."

"Why? Why do you arrest people without any evidence?" Song Ning was extremely anxious. She held Hang Shuheng's hand tightly, fearing that he would really be taken away.

"Hmph! Whether there is evidence or not, we will find out when we go to the county government office. It is not for a woman like you to comment." The leading constable said unhappily. He was assigned the task early in the morning and he had been impatient for a long time. He just had to do his job while receiving a salary from the government.

"If you know what's best for you, just follow us and don't force us to use force." As he said this, he drew the big knife from his waist, and the other constables followed suit.

At this time, all the villagers rushed over after hearing the news. The old patriarch and the head of the village walked in the front. The old patriarch, with his old limbs, walked unusually fast today.

"Sir, sir, I wonder what you are here for. I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding?" the old patriarch said anxiously.

"Whether it is a misunderstanding or not, you will know when you go to the county government office. I advise you not to interfere with public affairs, otherwise you will be arrested as well."