“This is a socialist society now. You think you can drive us away? You’re just a village head? Why don’t you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?” Zhang Mingxia was truly shameless.

"Hehe, good, really good, it's amazing that our simple and honest Liujiatun has such a person."

Lu Jing made a phone call, asking the city's Public Security Bureau and Civil Affairs Bureau to come and have the whole family leave.

"Yes, madam."

Zhang Hongmei didn't want to be angry, but what kind of people are these?

People automatically made way for Lu Jing.

Zhang Hongmei took a deep breath. "I didn't expect everyone to be grateful to me, but you don't have to hate me either. If you're not satisfied with me, you don't have to come. My family's things didn't come from thin air. I just want to share some benefits with the villagers because I grew up here."

Since you were unaware of the situation, I won't be able to take care of the village anymore.

“Hongmei, we all know this. It’s only because you’re a married daughter that you still care about your family. We have apartments that even people in the city can’t afford, and machinery that we don’t even have in our village. It’s all thanks to you. Anyone who has no conscience should get out of Liujiatun.”

"Yes, get out of Liujiatun." Everyone chimed in.

Now Wang Laoshuan was anxious. "Hongmei, your uncle definitely didn't mean that."

Zhang Hongmei waved her hand and said, "Stop talking. If you're in Liujiatun, give me my money back. Otherwise, people from the city will definitely come today, and you should go back and pack your belongings."

“Hongmei, we’re all from the same village, why be so cruel?” Wang Laoshuan’s wife said from the side.

"Heh. I'll let it go if you give me a few words, but anyone who dares to give my sons a hard time is an enemy."

"Alright, Uncle, please take a count and see which families are unhappy about our return. Make arrangements for them all today. Also, since we demolished their old houses, even if they're dilapidated, they still belong to them. So, give each family a subsidy of five hundred."

Da Shan's father was at a loss; he had truly crossed Zhang Hongmei's line.

"As for the fact that they've been using my machinery all these years, forget it, I don't want it anymore."

The children gathered around, and this time, the mother was truly angry.

It's mealtime, which should be a happy time, but with this commotion, who's in the mood?

Wang Laoshuan's family wanted to eat, but Hu Aifen and Dashan's mother refused to give them any.

"Even if you throw it away, you won't let the heartless person eat it?"

The family slunk back home, but Wang Laoshuan's second and third sons stopped Da Shan's father.

"Second Uncle, that's absolutely not what we meant."

Da Shan's father shook his head. "I can't help it. This isn't something I'm trying to fool you with. People from the city will definitely come over tonight. You'd better hurry back and pack your things."

"Second Uncle, you have to help us. Where can we go?"

"Let the higher-ups arrange it."

The two brothers were dumbfounded; they thought it was just a bluff, but it turned out to be true.

The two brothers called to their wives and children and hurried home.

Looking at her parents and her older brother's family sitting in the living room, she was absolutely furious.

"Are you satisfied now? The village chief said the people from the city will definitely arrive tonight. Lan Hua, go pack your bags, we'll follow your instructions." After saying that, the second brother angrily pulled the child upstairs.

The third brother and his wife also went upstairs. They didn't have children yet, but they had a lot of things.

"Just because she tells us to leave, we leave?"

Old Wang sighed, "She said she was leaving, and she really is leaving. My wife went to pack her things, which is good. At least we won't have to fight over this house anymore."

"You can leave whoever wants, but I'm not leaving."

"What do you know, you spendthrift woman? All you do is act like a scoundrel. Fine, if your family is rich, then give us the eight thousand six. The house is yours."

The elderly couple went back into the house. "Husband, are we really leaving? If we end up in another village, we'll have to fend for ourselves. How will we survive?"

"You think that even if you stay, you'll just be bullied everywhere you go."

"That's how it is. Let's try to stay."

“This time that girl is really determined, you know? Li Cun once got drunk and said that Hong Mei’s man was too high-status. Last time, Li Cun’s mother and your family almost got their house destroyed.”

"No, I still need to quickly plead with Hongmei."

Old Wang understood perfectly. This time, no one could be of any use.

Zhang Hongmei ate a few bites in a huff, but couldn't eat anymore. She had planned not to get angry, but she was still heartbroken that her son dared to kick her out.

"Mom, don't be angry. I just felt that only a few people were not good, and the rest were all good people," Zhang Weiyu comforted Zhang Hongmei.

"Yes, son, don't worry, Mom will be fine."

After dinner, Lu Jing and Liu Xu accompanied her back.

The old lady didn't come; she's becoming increasingly inactive. Hu Aifen had already taken the food back.

"You won, don't be angry, it's not worth it."

"Grandma, I'm fine, but you shouldn't be so malicious towards Zhenye and the others. Grandma, it's up to Zhenye and the others to develop feelings for this place in the future."

“You’re not as open-minded as I am now. Let them do whatever they want. They have to live their own lives. If no one takes care of them in the future, then no one will take care of them.”

Zhang Hongmei sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) next to the old lady, and Lu Jing brought in a pot of tea.

The mother and daughter remained silent. It wasn't that the old woman was dissatisfied with Zhang Hongmei's actions; she genuinely didn't care anymore. At her age, what was there to be bothered about?

The sound of crying came from the courtyard. Zhang Hongmei frowned, but it quieted down in less than two minutes.

I'm so fed up with this. Luckily, I'm leaving tomorrow. I should try to come back as little as possible in the future. I should send a group of people from Grandpa's place to protect this mountain. Zhang Hongmei feels that this place is her blessed land and she can't let others destroy it.

“Hongmei, don’t dwell on it. You’re always like this, saying harsh words but unable to bring yourself to do them.”

Now that you've made up your mind, what are you still hesitating about?

"Yeah, I know I'm that kind of person, but when I calm down, I realize it's not a big deal. I'm making a mountain out of a molehill."

"It's okay. If you regret it, I'll let them stay."

"Let's talk about it tonight, I'm still a little angry right now."

“There will be many more things like this in the future. You can’t keep doing this. Either you need to control your temper, or you need to be ruthless.”

"Yes, I am a small-farmer mentality, but my identity means I have too many concerns."

"You're overthinking it." The mother and daughter sat there drinking tea.

Old Wang's wife was terrified; she knew they were holding guns. She returned home in a daze, only to find her chosen daughter-in-law still sitting in the living room.

"How is it?"

"Mingxia, they have guns, they have guns."