The Brigade Leader understood the Gong family's concerns; after all, Zhang Mazi was an unscrupulous man.
The reason he had so readily come along was also because Deng Xiaojie was an educated youth; if anything happened to her, it would be difficult for the village to account for it.
When the Brigade Leader saw the injury on Deng Xiaojie's face, he was startled. "Educated Youth Deng, do you think we should find Zhang Mazi to accompany you?"
Hatred flashed in Deng Xiaojie's eyes as she spoke urgently, "No need, Brigade Leader. My injury can't be delayed any longer. I hope you'll accompany me."
Although the Brigade Leader was a rough man, he could also be thoughtful. "How about this? Weimin, you make another run, tell Zhang Mazi what's happened, and see what he has to say."
He turned to Gong Weimin's wife. "Weimin's wife, could you please go next door to the Women's Director's home and ask her to come over? It would be better if she accompanied us for this."
