"Second Aunt, let us beat up these black-hearted and rotten-lung beasts. You just take a rest."

Gao Fei and Sun Ximei ran over, followed by Li Erhua and several strong women.

As soon as Zhang Yuejiao entered the village, someone reported it to Zhang Xiangyang.

After all, Zhang Yuejiao was a lesbian, and the male members were reluctant to take action, so they asked someone to notify Gao Fei and her two sisters-in-law.

Their men are their uncle's nephews, so they are also family. No one can find fault with them for teaching their unfilial cousin a lesson.

Several female comrades ran over and surrounded Zhang Yuejiao and her husband without saying a word.

Some were pulling hair, twisting arms, and scratching faces, they were all busy and having a lot of fun.

Ten minutes later, the disheveled couple finally broke through the encirclement and fled.

"Yushan, you stay home with mom. I'll go to the machinery factory and tell them to come over to pick up the mountain products in the evening."

Zhang Shuguang stared at the fleeing couple, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

There are only people who catch thieves for a thousand days, but there is no one who guards against thieves for a thousand days.

Their family will be returning to southern Xinjiang in a few days, and Zhang Shuguang plans to solve the problem once and for all and eliminate any future troubles.

"Okay, go ahead. I'll wait for you at home."

Zheng Yushan is an independent woman. Zhang Shuguang has important things to do, so she won't cause trouble.

When Zhang Yuejiao and Liu Jinshui were on their way back to the county town, the brakes on their bicycles suddenly failed, and they and their bicycles rushed into a mountain stream. They were not discovered until three days later, and their bodies had been almost eaten by wild beasts.

…

In the afternoon, the whole Zhangzhuang was bustling with people. Everyone brought the mountain products from their homes and gathered at the brigade headquarters to wait for them to be weighed.

"Shuguang, we have some wild mushrooms at home. Can we sell them to the machinery factory?"

Zhang Chenguang and Zhang Shengguang had scars all over their faces, but they still had ingratiating smiles on their faces.

Zhang Shu looked at them in surprise.

Zhang Xiangyang had mentioned their family situation to him privately. They had started eating grass roots and tree bark. He didn't expect that even though they were in such a poor state, they could still save some mountain products at home.

It seems that they have always been looking forward to easing relations!

"Okay, as long as the quality meets the standards, I can accept it."

Zhang Shuguang is compassionate. He lets those who are about to die have a full meal.

That’s right, they have almost let out their anger. This time, Zhang Shuguang plans to send them all away so that they won’t be lonely on the road to the underworld.

"Really? We'll go back and get it."

The two brothers turned around and left, fearing that Zhang Shuguang would go back on his word.

After all, they had just been beaten up in the morning, so they just came here to give it a try and didn't really have much hope.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shuguang actually agreed. This is a good start. Maybe my second uncle's family will really forgive them.

"Xiaoguang is a kind person!"

"Who says it's not true? If my relatives had treated me like that, I would never forgive them in my life."

"Xiao Guang is so confused! Zhang Xiangdong's family is born bad. Have they really woken up? They just want to continue to take advantage of them."

"After all, it's someone else's family affair, so let's not meddle in it."

…

The members of the cooperative privately had mixed opinions about Zhang Shuguang's actions. Some said he was kind and honest, and repaid evil with kindness.

Some people said that he was confused and that Zhang Xiangdong's family did not deserve his forgiveness.

Although Zhang Qingchun and Zhang Xiangnan were surprised by Zhang Shuguang's decision, they didn't say much.

"Xiao Guang must have his reasons for doing this."

They had blind trust in Zhang Shuguang.

Like the previous two times, Zhang Qingchun was responsible for checking the quality, militia captain Cao Ming led the militia to weigh the goods, and the accountant was responsible for counting.

With the experience from the previous two times, this time the purchase of mountain products was carried out faster.

When it was Zhang Chenguang's turn, the two brothers smiled eagerly and called him "Grandpa" affectionately.

Zhang Qingchun did not agree and turned to look at his eldest grandson. He wanted to confirm it again.

"Grandpa, if the quality is acceptable, then accept it. Even if it means severing ties, I hope they have a chance to survive."

Zhang Shuguang nodded at his grandfather.

"OK."

The quality is good, let’s go weigh it.”

There was an obvious smile on Zhang Qingchun's face.

There are only cruel children, no cruel parents.

Although Zhang Xiangdong's family broke the old man's heart, he felt bad watching them starve to death.

This is also the real reason why Zhang Shuguang purchased their mountain products.

They can die, but it must be an accident so that their grandparents won't be too sad.

"Xiao Guang, should we send it to the old place?"

After the weighing was finished, the members happily dispersed with their notes. Zhang Xiangyang came over with an excited look on his face.

"Yes, let everyone drive the ox carts and carry the shoulder poles to bring the food back and distribute it."

…

That night, Zhang Xiangyang distributed food all night long. Smoke rose from the kitchens of every household in the middle of the night, including Zhang Xiangdong's.

They had been hungry for too long, and looking at the food in the sack, they couldn't wait even a minute.

The next morning, Zhang Shuguang took Zheng Yushan to Laojun Temple to visit his childhood friend, burn incense at the Hall of Heroes, and make a vow for three lifetimes in the Hall of the Three Pure Ones.

On the way back, Song Shouye went down the mountain with them to visit his second uncle Zhang Xiangnan.

On the third day, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and it became dark.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and after a loud thunder, raindrops as big as beans poured down, moistening the cracked earth and filling the dried-up rivers and lakes.

"The rain has come, and the drought is over."

"It's finally raining. This year will definitely be a good harvest."

…

The members sang and danced in the fields, and their cheers shook the sky.

The old man walked out of the house and knelt in the rain with tears streaming down his face.

The young children ran around barefoot in the puddles, shouting and yelling.

The heavy rain continued and many dilapidated houses began to leak. Zhang Xiangyang led the militia to check every house and reminded everyone to pay attention to safety.

If the leakage is really too serious, let the members go to the brigade headquarters to deal with it overnight.

At midnight, the sound of houses collapsing was drowned out by the sound of the wind and rain.

It was not until the next morning that the neighbors discovered that Zhang Xiangdong's house had collapsed and the family of four were buried under the rubble.

"It's really weird. The thatched house didn't collapse, but their house, which was half brick and half adobe, collapsed. This is karma!"

When Zhang Xiangyang brought people over, many members were already pointing and talking.

"What are you still standing there for? Dig the person out!"

At Zhang Xiangyang's command, everyone began to clear the rubble and rescue the wounded.

"Captain, they're all dead. Completely dead."

Soon, Zhang Xiangdong's family of four were dug out, but they were all dead.

"Captain, do you want to tell Uncle Qingchun?"

Cao Ming felt that the old man should be told.

"Why notify them? To let them hold a funeral for these black-hearted and rotten-lung descendants?

Don't worry about it, I'll find a chance to call Xiangnan out and tell him."

Zhang Xiangyang turned around and left. After all, someone had died and he still had to report to the commune.