Tong Yao noted down Lin Fengying's words silently, meanwhile brimming with curiosity, "Mom, they've done so many bad things, has no one ever reported them to the city?"
Though many people in this era are uneducated, being oppressed like this, there should be some resistance, right?
"Of course people have!" Lin Fengying sighed, "Someone reported them last year, but before even making it to the city, they were stopped halfway and beaten up. They're too powerful for ordinary folk like us."
At last, Lin Fengying came out with a sigh of relief, "Luckily he's not from our village, if he were, our village would have caught the big trouble."
The Jia family, with six or seven brothers, were the rulers of the village. Their father, Mr. Jia, was also the village head with connections in their city; ordinary people could never oppose them!
"Who says not?" Tong Yao went along, and then reminded her: "Mom, I was inquiring about the Jia family, don't say anything to outsiders."
