From Cannon Fodder to '80s Tycoon with My Space Supermarket-Chapter 152 - 143: Beaten to Death_2

Chapter 152: Chapter 143: Beaten to Death_2
Mrs. Fu was also not expecting the situation to develop in this direction.
Now, with both witnesses and evidence in place, even with eight hundred mouths, she couldn’t explain it away.
Her face looked extremely defeated.
She seemed resigned to her fate, not even bothering to argue for herself.
The middle-aged woman who had just been speaking up for Mrs. Fu was stunned by the scene before her.
She had been friends with Mrs. Fu for many years, believing she understood Mrs. Fu’s character well.
But to her surprise, the thief actually turned out to be Mrs. Fu, which truly shocked her; it was like a slap in the face!
Just moments ago, she was righteously defending Mrs. Fu and criticizing Jiang Xin as a daughter-in-law.
Now it seemed that Jiang Xin had reasons for disliking Mrs. Fu. After all, no one would like a mother-in-law with such a lack of boundaries.
So, at this moment, she felt somewhat embarrassed, as she had just been so righteously defending Mrs. Fu.
Her face was almost swelling from the embarrassment.
Instantly, her expression turned unpleasant, feeling that she was played by Mrs. Fu just like the rest of the villagers.
Immediately, she became unwilling, as she had just lost so much face and wanted to reclaim her dignity:
"Fu Yu’s mom, you really put me in a tough spot. I just stood up for you in front of so many people, and this is what you do?"
"You’ve been telling me how unreasonable your daughter-in-law is all the time, and I believed all those things were true, and this is the result?"
"So you really did steal your daughter-in-law’s dress. How could you do that? People say not to turn against your own family, and yet here you are."
"Since everyone is here now, you might as well admit your mistake early, and quickly return those stolen clothes, so you might be dealt with more lightly."
Everyone was chiming in, directly confirming Mrs. Fu’s theft.
Mrs. Fu’s face turned red, her neck stiff, completely looking bewildered, but facing the end, she still didn’t want to be caught just like that.
She couldn’t help but defend herself:
"There must be a mistake, there must be a mistake."
"Even though my shoes are the same as the ones on the windowsill, that doesn’t prove I stole them."
"Nowadays, these shoes sold at the supply and marketing cooperative are all the same, and many people wear the same shoes as I do. It’s possible someone is framing me, isn’t it?"
"How can you determine the clothes were stolen by me based on just a footprint? At my age, how could I possibly do such a thing!"
"I advise you not to make baseless accusations. Don’t wrong a good person like me, or else I have the right to hold you accountable."
After Mrs. Fu finished speaking, there was a round of sarcastic laughter from around her; no one believed her words.
Everyone thought she was struggling powerlessly, still trying to argue.
Someone like her, with such a thick skin, still not admitting when facing the end, is really rare.
"What are we saying that’s wrong? If you really didn’t do it, could we unjustly accuse you?"
"Frankly, you’re saying so much because you’re guilty. If you weren’t guilty, you could just hand over the shoes to the police and let them check, wouldn’t that solve it?"
"Exactly, say less and waste less time. Whether you’re innocent or not, wouldn’t the police know after they check?"
"Exactly, if you didn’t do it, who could falsely accuse you?"
Now, Mrs. Fu has truly angered the villagers.
However, some of what she said did make a bit of sense.
After all, the shoes Mrs. Fu was wearing were the most common type from that era, and almost everyone in the village owned a pair.
With just a footprint, it couldn’t be determined that she was the one who stole the clothes.
Everyone was pretty clear about this point.
If Mrs. Fu stubbornly refused to admit it, there was nothing anyone could do about it.