The Village Head pointed at Mrs. Liang's nose and scolded, "Look at the son you've raised! Previously he deliberately crashed into Li Qinghe's belly, and I let him off temporarily, but now what? He's even stealing things. How can a child commit such acts? Isn't it because you, his mother, haven't taught him well!"
Mrs. Liang cried as though her heart was breaking apart, "Mr. Village Head, I know I am at fault, but the child is still young, we can't just let him be sent to prison."
The Village Head, so angry his beard bristled, "Then what do you want me to do now? How can I have the authority to object to a case decided by the County Chief?"
Mrs. Liang hastily said, "The County Chief stated that as long as the Qiao family is willing to forgive Shitou, Shitou can be dealt with leniently."
"Then you should go find the Qiao family, what's the use of crying to me here?"
