Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

Chapter 217 Suffering an Unjust Injustice

Of course Jiang He needs to drink more. He has been very depleted recently and needs to make up for it.

You know what, it is the grass of immortality. Just hearing the name is awesome. It is also a good thing that grows slowly in the bitter cold land of Daxinganling and gathers the essence of heaven and earth.

After drinking it, my whole body felt warm, as if I was replenished all of a sudden.

I have to drink the spring rain too, to nourish myself.

Miao Laonian stuffed the jar back into the cabinet without saying a word.

Chunyu is a big drunkard. She doesn't like to drink, but once she does, she's a huge drinker. These ten pounds of good wine are not enough for her to drink by herself. It's all wasted.

Shen Wanqing was quite curious and drank half a cup as well. Her rosy face turned red and she felt a little drunk.

Jiang He was still staring at her. Could it be that the wine had made her...

Forget it, she's not the type to be unable to live without a man.

Shen Wanqing was a little drunk, so she stayed at Lao Miao's house.

Chunyu quickly got in. Shen Wanqing didn't let her do anything, but this woman from the city was so delicate and tender that she felt comfortable just hugging her in her arms even if she didn't have to do anything.

Jiang He slept at the end of the kang, Miao Laonian was in the middle, and Miao Ma slept at the innermost head of the kang.

Jiang He hadn't fallen asleep yet, and there were sudden rustling sounds. The breeze was quite cool.

What else could Jiang He say? He could only wish the couple good luck in achieving success soon.

Having a baby when you are nearly 40 years old is not a big deal.

These days, it is perfectly normal for an old woman to stay in confinement with her daughter-in-law, or for a sister-in-law to feed her brother-in-law milk.

Jiang He woke up from a nap and was dragged to the production team before he had time to eat breakfast.

Cheng Feiyu was lying on the kang in the production team, groaning with his hands covered with the quilt. When I looked at him again, I saw that his face and nose were bruised and swollen, and he looked like he hadn't lived long.

"Oh my god, what's going on?" Jiang He asked knowing the answer.

Cheng Feiyu snorted: "I, I will not give up. I, I must seek justice for the villagers!"

Liu Changfu was smoking beside him without saying a word.

Jiang He then asked knowingly: "I know you won't give up, I'm asking you, what happened, why are you injured like this!"

Cheng Feiyu grunted for a long time before he gritted his teeth and told the reason.

When he got up to go to the toilet in the morning, he was put in a sack and beaten.

Just beat him, and think of it as promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. The key point is that he was hit on the head with a stick, which made him confused and he lay outside for more than half an hour.

Although it is spring and flowers are about to bloom, the spring breeze still carries a biting chill.

The injuries on his body were not serious, but he was almost frozen to death.

Cheng Feiyu clenched his fists and said angrily: "I will not let him go!"

Liu Changfu winked at Jiang He repeatedly and rubbed his feet anxiously.

He also didn't expect that the people in his village would be so fierce that they put Cheng Feiyu in a sack and beat him like this.

This person has a big background. If he really persists and even takes the case to the authorities, we will be in big trouble.

Those daring little bastards can't escape, and he, the production team leader, will still be punished.

Liu Changfu's eyes almost popped out, but Jiang He pretended not to see it.

I was still gloating in my heart.

You old bitch, you bully people because they are from other places and use them as a gun.

This time you've messed up, let me see what you're going to do.

Liu Changfu had no choice but to pull Jiang He out and talk to him in private.

At this moment, an old woman in her fifties rushed in and shouted as soon as she entered the door: "Don't bother looking for me. I put the sack on him and beat him!"

Liu Changfu whispered, "Mrs. Zhang from the east of the village has three sons. The eldest is almost thirty and still a bachelor, and the other two are becoming more and more unruly.

However, her three sons were not at home, saying they had gone to their aunt's house.

Xiao Cheng paid special attention to Old Zhang's family. He went there several times yesterday and asked several questions..."

Jiang He understood instantly and knew that Liu Changfu knew it very well.

Cheng Feiyu stood up and shouted, "Impossible, I can feel it..."

"What the hell are you feeling? Why didn't you tell me how you felt when you were touching me?"

Cheng Feiyu was stunned, then looked at the thin but fierce woman in her fifties, and suddenly became anxious: "Can you please stop talking nonsense? When the hell did I touch you?"

"Why didn't you touch me? You just touched me as soon as you came into the room and lifted my clothes. Captain, and Dajiang, I'm not afraid of being humiliated. Come on, come on, look at how he touched me!"

As Old Mrs. Zhang spoke, she suddenly lifted up her clothes.

"Oh my god!"

Liu Changfu and Jiang He were so scared that they turned around and left.

Damn, she's really straight.

She is an old woman in her fifties, and looks as shriveled as a flour bag. There is really nothing to look at.

But with just a quick glance, you can still see that it is covered with bruises. Not only was he touched, but he was also touched quite hard.

Shen Wanqing also came, looked at Cheng Feiyu deeply, turned around and left.

Cheng Feiyu was stunned when he saw Old Mrs. Zhang lifting her clothes to show the evidence of her crime in front of him.

Damn, did I really touch it?

Not only did I touch it, I also pinched it?

As soon as Shen Wanqing left the house, she said to Jiang He, "That wasn't touched by Cheng Feiyu. Judging from the shape and position, it was clearly pinched by her herself!"

Jiang He raised his voice: "Do you have evidence?"

"I don't!"

"Can Cheng Feiyu prove himself?"

As soon as Jiang He finished speaking, he heard Cheng Feiyu screaming, "I didn't touch it, I didn't touch it, that wasn't me!"

"If you didn't touch me, where did these purple and blue handprints come from?" Old Mrs. Zhang screamed even louder.

Old Mrs. Zhang continued to scream, "I don't even know you, why are you touching me? You are a young man with delicate skin and fair complexion. If you want to touch me, I can let you touch me.

Just touch it, why are you pinching it? Look at what it looks like!"

Old Mrs. Zhang's screams became louder and louder.

Then, Cheng Feiyu rushed out of the house, rolling and crawling.

Later, Mrs. Zhang rushed out with her bare chest, unbuttoning her pants while shouting: "He not only touched me but also here. Come on, let me show you. Take a good look!"

Old Mrs. Zhang was very skillful. In a snap, only her underpants were left.

"I go!"

The river turned around and ran faster.

Cheng Feiyu also caught up and cried out in pain: "Dajiang, Dajiang, what should I do?"

"Why don't you just accept it and become the stepfather of her three sons!"

Cheng Feiyu was so frightened that he shuddered: "Stop it, be serious, save me!"

Save your ass.

An old woman has stripped herself into this state. This kind of nonsense is simply unsolvable.

And it also adds a layer of great maternal love to protect her son, which makes it even more unsolvable.

Jiang He shouted, "Captain Liu, Liu Changfu, damn, why are you running? You're the captain, you have to take care of things!"

Liu Changfu ran faster, as if he was deaf and didn't hear what Jiang He was saying at all.

Liu Changfu has already run away, so what are these people from other villages still doing here?

He hurried to Lao Miao's house, kicked his shoulder pole, and ran away without even having time to eat breakfast.

Even so, Old Mrs. Zhang still chased them all the way to the village entrance, determined to show them what solid evidence meant.

The more Cheng Feiyu thought about it, the angrier he became.

Especially when he saw Jiang He and the others trying to suppress their laughter, he was so angry that he almost exploded. He stopped riding and shouted, "No, we can't just let this go. I, I want to go back and get to the bottom of this case.

I have a feeling I was so close to the truth that I was framed!"

Liu Er shouted, "Brother Cheng, good, you have great courage!"

Jiang He said in a gloomy tone, "You're so close to the truth, so you have the leisure to touch a fifty-year-old woman and suck her like a flour bag?"

Shen Wanqing couldn't help but burst into laughter, almost falling off the shoulder pole.

Cheng Feiyu said angrily: "I already said, I didn't touch it!"

“Whatever you say is useless. The whole village and the whole world believe that you touched it. You didn’t dare to touch it, so you pinched it.

Tsk tsk tsk, Old Mrs. Wang is so pitiful, she is already old, but she is pinched all over with bruises!"

"I, I want to find out the truth. I, I want to clear my name!"

"Is it important?"

Jiang He shook his head helplessly: "The prejudice in this person's heart is like a mountain.

People don't want the truth, they just want excitement and something to talk about.

When you have talked enough and laughed enough, this matter will be over.

It really got out of hand. The police came and took a statement. Hey, Cheng Feiyu, a man in his early twenties, got carried away and forcibly touched the vagina of a fifty-year-old woman... Yo hoo!