My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

There are fingerprints not only of Xie Hu and Feng Yuying, but also of the neighbors and most of the villagers.

This short one-page report letter was given the appearance of being published by the public.

Wen Wan sneered speechlessly and threw the letter of complaint back on the table.

"Village head, based on a strange letter of accusation, you can judge that I have moral problems and am not qualified to receive higher education, right?"

Xu Keqin sat in a very bureaucratic posture and took a puff of cigarette slowly, "I have checked it out, and what is written in the letter is basically true.

For people with questionable moral qualities, receiving high school education will only add risks to society.

If the school works hard for three years and ends up teaching a heartless ungrateful person or even a criminal, then I, as the village chief, will be guilty of a great sin.

Everything must be cut off at the root. This is my duty as the head of the village. I hope you can understand."

"You don't need to tell me so much. Whether I understand or not is not the point." Wen Wan glanced at him with some disdain. "The point is, a statement with signatures or fingerprints can be used as evidence, right?"

Xu Keqin understood the literal meaning, but Wen Wan was a bold woman with some brains, so he was afraid that there might be other meanings in her words. He hesitated and chewed over her words again and again. When he felt that there was no problem, he nodded slightly.

Although he nodded, he still didn't say it with confidence, "Theoretically, yes."

"Yes, that's fine."

Wen Wan didn't care whether he was holding back or not. If Xu Keqin could do it on the first day, she could do it on the fifteenth. At worst, they could all get involved and see who could beat the other.

At school, when Xie Changlin heard that Wen Wan was disqualified from admission and ran to the principal's office, Wen Wan had already left.

After finding out the situation, Xie Changlin felt that he could not handle this problem, so he immediately asked for leave and went to find Xie Changqing.

Xie Changqing was on a business trip, but luckily his company had the phone number there, so he called.

"You go home and see if your sister-in-law needs any help, and I'll take care of the rest."

After spending several months together, Xie Changqing got to know Wen Wan. Since she didn't take the initiative to approach him about this matter, it meant that she knew how to deal with it.

However, Xu Keqin was much more difficult to deal with than she had imagined. He was also the village chief. If he incited the villagers, no matter how powerful Wen Wan was, she would not be able to deal with so many people.

Of course, Wen Wan would not confront Xu Keqin head-on. After all, the culprit of this incident was Wen Ya. Xu Keqin, the old fox, was most accustomed to changing his attitude according to the situation. As long as she had a clear advantage, Xu Keqin would be very sensible.

After returning home, Wen Wan took out a pen and paper from the drawer and wrote a statement following the format of a report letter. After finishing, she took the ink and kicked open the door of the next yard.

Xie Hu, Feng Yuying and Zhang Lan were having dinner. When they saw her come in, they all showed disgust on their faces, as if they had a deep hatred for her.

"The family has been divided, why are you here?" Zhang Lan said.

Wen Wan glanced at the pickled vegetable steamed buns on the table and said nothing. She grabbed Xie Hu's hand, which was as cracked as a dead branch, dipped it in ink and stamped it on the paper.

Before Xie Hu could react, his hand was released.

Feng Yuying felt that something bad was going to happen so she hid her hands behind her back. Wen Wan just glanced at her coldly and used brute force to pull her hands over to complete the ceremony.

"What do you want to do now?" Zhang Lan slammed the table angrily.

Wen Wan still didn't say anything. He grabbed her hand and put it behind his back, easily handling it.

After he was done, he didn't care how harshly they cursed and walked straight out of the main house. When he came out, he saw Xie Changshan making a fire in the yard.

A simple circle was built with a few earthen bricks, and on top of it was a blackened enamel pot with boiling water in it.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Xie Changshan broke off some dead branches and threw them into the fire, smiling awkwardly, "Cook."

"..."

"I've separated it out now."

Xie Changshan smiled, and the expression on his face was much more lively than before, at least one could see his emotions.

I thought Wen Wan would advise him like the others did, saying things like how a family can't live separately and how a grown man can't cook.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wan lowered her eyes to look at the simple stove he built, and said lightly, "It's fine. If you need anything or need any help, you can go to the next yard to find us."

Being recognized for the first time, Xie Changshan smiled a little nervously, "I will, thank you!"

Seeing what she had in her hand, Xie Changshan asked casually. After knowing what it was, Xie Changshan reached out and not only pressed his fingerprint but also signed his name.

"The Xie family is sorry for you in this matter," Xie Changshan said, "If there is any need for you, I will tell you.

I am not well educated, so I can’t write a string of words like you, but I have no problem signing and putting my fingerprints on it.”

Feeling his kindness, Wen Wan smiled and said, "Thank you, big brother! I will definitely ask you for help if I need it."

Family members can take a hard approach, but it is difficult to do so with the neighbors.

Fortunately, she has been making snacks in different ways for some time, and the neighbors have all benefited from it to some extent. They should not refuse.

It was lunch time and everyone was at home, so Wen Wan found the right person.

In the 1970s, the vast majority of families were headed by men, and all matters, big or small, had to be consulted before decisions could be made.

But Wen Wan was good-looking and knew how to dress up, so she could attract the attention of the men in the house just by standing at the door. The women couldn't chase Wen Wan away, so they had to glare at the men in the house to make them behave, and then they got up and went to the door to talk to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan was not blind. She thought that it would be better if it was a woman. Most women were illiterate, so there was no need to explain so much. She could just ask them to press their fingerprints directly.

"Why do I have to press my fingerprints again?" Su Guihua said with some disgust.

The meaning of "又" should be that Wen Ya had pressed the button on her once, and it should be the letter of complaint in Xu Keqin's hand.

At this time, the villagers had a very strange consensus that no matter how much they disagreed with each other, or how fiercely they quarreled, they would all help each other financially and physically when something big happened.

As Wen Ya's biological sister, it's not surprising that Wen Wan asks her for help when she encounters problems.

Wen Wan thought about it and followed her words: "Press it again."

"Press it again, will you give me more money?"

"?" Wen Wan was confused by the question. She really couldn't guess what tricks Wen Ya had used, so she said, "I really don't know about this. Wen Ya didn't tell me."

"What Wen Ya did was really unfair. The magazine praised Lu Yiming's first manuscript so much, so the payment must be quite high.

Lu Yiming is a writer that we all spent money and effort to promote. It would be too stingy to not give us an extra copy."

As Su Guihua spoke, she dipped her finger in the ink and poked it on the paper, then wiped off the red ink on her hand with a look of disgust.

Her words contained a lot of information, but the conditions to infer the final result were not enough. Wen Wan continued to ask:

"Didn't they say that the money to repay the debt should be paid by Lu Yiming's parents?"

"Don't you know?" The woman's eyes sparkled, "The village chief received another letter from the magazine, and they clearly stated in the letter that Lu Yiming's first submission was accepted, and the quality was very high.

Didn’t you see the letter?”

"No." Wen Wan shook her head.

"I understand," Su Guihua said as if she had discovered some big secret, "Your sister definitely doesn't want you to know that Lu Yiming gets a lot of royalties, for fear that you'll regret giving Lu Yiming to her.

This Wen Ya is really bad! "

Wen Wan knew very well that if she continued the conversation, they would end up gossiping about others behind their backs, which was meaningless and a waste of time, so she said that she had to go to the next restaurant and left in a hurry.