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

As he was speaking, Xu Keqin had already found a handy tool - a rolling pin, which was provided by Wen Ya who wanted to make a big deal out of it.

With so many people around, Wen Wan felt that she had little chance of winning, so she whispered to Xie Changlin, "I'll count to three, and when we count to three, we'll ride our bikes together to town."

In this situation, the village was too unsafe. It was already dark, and she was afraid to go to town alone, so she had to shamelessly drag Xie Changlin along.

The plan was good, but I didn't expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Before Wen Wan had time to run, a figure flashed past her, and then she saw Xu Keqin screaming and the rolling pin in his hand fell to the ground.

Xu Keqin fell heavily to the ground and was thrown several meters away. Only then did Wen Wan see clearly that the figure just now was Xie Changqing.

Wen Wan didn't think anything of it when she was framed and taught a lesson by a few grown men in a condescending manner. But when she saw this man suddenly appear in front of her, she couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

"Thank you Changqing!"

Wen Wan's nose felt sore, and when the voice came out, even Wen Wan herself was shocked. This guy is too good at acting like a spoiled child.

Never mind, it’s already been said and can’t be taken back. Anyway, she is eighteen years old now and it’s time for her to act like a spoiled child.

Wen Wan had no choice but to pout and throw herself into Xie Changqing's arms.

It’s just that Xie Changqing didn’t seem very happy. His expression was not much different from before, still cold, but Wen Wan knew that he was unhappy.

Fortunately, although he was unhappy, he still held her in his arms and patted her back to comfort her.

Wen Wan was about to complain when she heard an unfamiliar voice:

"I didn't know that a village chief could have so much power that he couldn't let anyone go out."

The voice was low and mellow, with the official tone that is often heard in speeches at various meetings.

Those who had never seen the world at the scene only knew that the voice was very intimidating, but those who had seen the world like Xu Keqin knew that this person had a complicated background.

After drinking some wine, Xu Keqin's eyesight was a little blurry. He rubbed his eyes hard and looked carefully before he recognized the man in the gray Zhongshan suit in front of him.

If he remembered correctly, the man's surname was Hu and his name was Hu Guangjiang. He used to be the top leader of the town. He was transferred to the province a year ago to serve as the deputy secretary of the district party committee.

Xu Keqin was so scared that his legs went limp. "Secretary Hu, why didn't you inform me in advance of your visit? I drank too much tonight and said nonsense. Please forgive me."

As he said this, Xu Keqin quickly gave up his seat and asked Hu Guangjiang to sit down.

Hu Guangjiang was not polite. After arranging the people next to him to sit down, he sat down too.

He glanced at everyone, and finally stopped at Xu Keqin. "I came down with the editor of a literary magazine to inspect. I passed by here and heard that there is a very talented writer in our village, so I came to see him.

What’s going on with you guys?”

Xu Keqin said with a smile: "Writer? You mean Lu, the educated youth from our village! We are gathered here tonight to celebrate for him!

Lu Zhiqing! He is a rare talent. His articles are so good that people can’t put them down. He…”

"That's enough," Hu Guangjiang interrupted him, "Let's talk about the writer later. First, let's talk about why so many of you want to bully a female comrade!"

"..." Xu Keqin glanced at Wen Wan who was still acting coquettishly in Xie Changqing's arms, and explained with a smile, "I watched this girl grow up. I drank a little tonight and I was a little drunk.

After she got married, she was not nice to her parents-in-law, so I taught her a lesson. But the little girl was so hot-tempered that not only did she not listen to my advice, she even wanted to fight with me. I was so angry that I wanted to teach her a lesson.

And I didn’t hit her. I just wanted to scare her, I didn’t really mean to hit her.”

With just a few words, bullying was defined as the elders educating the younger ones.

Wen Wan refused to accept this. She knew that her advantage was that she was still a little girl. He was a grown man after all. Apart from his age, he had nothing to do with the elders. Even if the elders were teaching the younger ones a lesson, they would not use a rolling pin as thick as a child's arm. This blow was no joke.

Wen Wan pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Leader, it's not like that, he just wanted to hit me.

I was admitted to high school last year, but my parents said it was useless for girls to study, so they didn't let me.

I got married this year. My husband is a very nice man. He agreed to let me go to high school. I asked him to write me a letter of introduction on the condition that I could find a job for the village chief's daughter, so that I could take the high school entrance examination again.

I was admitted to high school again this year, but I was married after all, so I made an agreement with the principal to study at home and then go to school on time to take the exam.

Who knew that my sister teamed up with the village chief to write a fictitious letter of complaint, saying that I was unfilial and abused my parents-in-law and had moral problems, and even tricked the villagers into putting their fingerprints on the letter.

The village chief used this letter as evidence and wrote a statement to the school, saying that I had moral problems and asked the school to cancel my admission.

To prove myself, I also wrote a certificate.

Not only did the village chief not recognize my testimony, he also said that it would be useless for me to file a complaint with the town. The village chief has a good relationship with the town leaders, and they would only trust the village chief and not me.

I refused to accept the result and said if it didn't work out in town, I would go to the province.

He was afraid that I would sue him, so he threatened to beat me up.”

After listening, Hu Guangjiang turned his gaze to Xu Keqin who was wiping his sweat: "Is that so?"

Xu Keqin thought for a moment and turned his gaze to Wen Ya, indicating that she should solve the problem she had picked by herself.

When Wen Ya heard Hu Guangjiang say that the editor of the literary magazine was coming to see Lu Yiming, she immediately gained confidence and said:

"Leader, Wen Wan is my biological sister. She has been aggressive and unreasonable since she was young. She quarreled with her parents-in-law a few days after she married into the Xie family. Not only did she abuse them, she also smashed everything in their house.

I advised her to be a kind person, but she scolded me for meddling in other people's business and even smashed the cowshed where Lu Yiming and I lived.

The big mistakes are all caused by not restraining herself from small mistakes. She is my sister, and I really don’t want to see her small mistakes develop into big mistakes, so I wrote a letter of complaint.

As a result, she made such a scene today, which made the village chief so angry that his blood pressure rose. I can testify that the village chief was just trying to scare her and didn’t really want to hit her. "

"Really?" Hu Guangjiang crossed his hands on the table and said, "When I came here just now, I went to see Xie's family.

The old couple of the Xie family replaced all the things in their room with new ones. According to the eldest son, Xie Changshan, the things were replaced by the second son and his wife.

What unfilial daughter-in-law would replace everything in her parents-in-law's house with new ones? "

"..." Wen Ya choked, "That's because she smashed things in her parents-in-law's house. Of course she has to pay for the broken things."

“I heard that the old couple of the Xie family lived a very frugal life. They were reluctant to throw away broken things and ate the worst meals.

Although Comrade Wen Wan’s method is not very appropriate, the intention and results are good.

What is the purpose of our revolution throughout our lives? Isn't it just to live a good life?

Now that life is good, why do we have to stick to the hard life before? The old couple of the Xie family should reflect on themselves. They have suffered for most of their lives, so they should stop suffering.

My parents are exactly like the old couple of the Xie family. I understand Comrade Wen Wan's feelings too well, but I don't have Comrade Wen's courage. "

Once these words were spoken, the whole thing was basically determined. What else could others say?