A rooster crowed outside, and Hua Yusen couldn't sleep any longer. He quickly got up to fetch water. 'So much has happened these last few days,' he thought. 'Word has to get out.'
At the same time, Hua Yusen slipped away to the village entrance. He found an old man who was up early collecting manure and gave him a slip of paper, asking him to pass on the message. Someone would then naturally take care of the vicious incidents in Nianqiao Village at the county level.
Wang Dadan had always been malicious toward the few elders assigned to the village. That Li Siming wasn't a good person either; he even withheld their grain rations. If he and Zhao Nuanyue hadn't been secretly providing for them, those elders would have starved to death, if they didn't freeze first.
The village was abuzz with gossip. The fact that neither Li Siming nor Wang Dadan was at home made everyone's imagination run wild, and all sorts of rumors were flying around.
