Lin Ming immediately said, "They won't pay, they didn't pay last time when they injured Zhuzi."
"This is outrageous!" the village chief couldn't contain his anger, but he didn't know what to do.
"Village chief," another parent whose son had been beaten spoke up, "Let me be ugly about this, my son suffered this for the sake of the village, so the village should pay for my son's medical expenses. If you don't, it's as if you're killing my son. I don't have that much money for his treatment, and if you force my son to his death, then you're also forcing me to mine. At that point, I'm capable of anything."
"Right!" other parents also declared their stance, "At that time, we are capable of anything!"
The village chief was scared, and so were those who were reluctant to give money. Simply because they knew these parents were serious—after all, weren't sons their lifeline? Every family counts on having a son to take care of them in old age and to continue the family line!
