Chapter 36: Arrived Home Oh, no, he escaped death at least, wait...
Chapter 36: Home
The above may be good choices for villager Yan Jiuru, but it is not the case for the Demon Lord himself.
In the opinion of Lord Demon, everything from the interface to the country is run and operated according to a certain system or rules.
However, some systems are innate, such as the beginning of chaos in the immortal world, the rising and setting of the sun and moon in this world, and the movement of the stars.
Some systems are artificially created, such as the operation of state institutions, the formulation of laws and regulations, etc.
As far as he knew, the purpose of current wars between humans was still to fight for territory and seize the right to make rules, and they were basically fighting within the same region.
If he was still an ordinary villager, Yan Jiuru would definitely pursue peace and happiness, as everyone lives like this. But as the Demon Lord, he has a heart that is destined to be extraordinary, and he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do something after a long time.
Therefore, having the right to speak and the right to allocate resources is his current goal.
To do this, he must work his way to the top of the core, otherwise he will just be like the low-level disciples in the sect, busying himself on weekdays but only able to get a few scraps that others don't care about.
You can practice in sparsely populated places, but power can only be obtained in the most central places.
He is now just an unknown villager of Xinghua Village, and this is his only highlight moment that can be weighed down by the core members.
If you don't seize the opportunity now, what are you waiting for?
Waiting for the little shrimp to be drowned in the long river of time without even a splash?
How is that possible!
He didn't have the chance to decide when he was born, but his life thereafter must be under his control.
Several people present saw Yan Jiuru, who had been silently studying the documents, suddenly look up and ask seriously, "I wonder if there are any positions in the capital? Farming in the suburbs would also be fine."
Although the people present were very restrained, he could still see various emotional fluctuations in their expressions, such as confusion, surprise, disdain, and understanding.
Haha, Yan Jiuru sneered in his heart.
He explained with embarrassment, “That day, although I was the one who took down the five spies, my grandfather, my father, my second uncle, my two younger brothers, and my brother-in-law all participated in tying up the spies and going down the mountain to deliver the letter.
To be honest, if the enemy were to take revenge, our family would be wiped out without a doubt. Even my father-in-law wouldn’t be able to escape…”
The former soldiers and police officers present immediately became serious: Yeah, how could they ignore this problem?!
Every man in this family is great!
Yan Jiuru glanced at them and said, "I guess many people in the province know about this, not to mention the county. Besides, who doesn't have relatives who know about it? Do you want to keep it secret?" He shook his head.
"Why don't I take them to live somewhere else? After thinking about it, no place is safer than the capital."
When he first mentioned wanting a position in the capital, some people thought he was just average. But then they suddenly understood: indeed, compared to the provinces and counties, the capital was certainly safer and easier to control.
Ahem, although he is a meritorious person, he has seen the secret drawings after all, so I feel uneasy if I don't keep them under my nose.
It would be good to go to the capital. Once there, the organization will naturally care about and pay attention to this family, and they don’t even have to worry about anything. That’s great.
The people from the Organization Department also had authorization when they came. Even if we have reached a preliminary agreement on this matter, we will discuss the details with my family after returning to the village.
***
Yan Jiuru and his group returned to Hongxing Commune, and two jeeps were parked in front of his new house.
As soon as Yan Jiuru got off the car, he saw several figures running towards him quickly.
"Yeah, Jiuru is back? Are your injuries healed?"
Well, several cadres looked at each other and their hearts sank.
Yan Jiuru: Hehe, it turns out to be Mrs. Zhang’s family. I didn’t expect that they could be such a great assist.
He replied with a smile: "Auntie Zhang, have you eaten yet? I'm fine now, I'm almost recovered."
Mrs. Zhang was a rare example of someone being nice to her, so she immediately took advantage of the situation and said, "You've got to take good care of yourself. You're so young, don't let yourself get sick."
Father Yan and Aunt Yan also got out of the jeep. Seeing them, Mrs. Zhang left Yan Jiuru and turned to Aunt Yan.
She clapped her hands exaggeratedly. "Oh my god, Auntie, you're so advanced! Your hair is so neat, and you've even put on those little leather shoes! Wow, wow, you're just like those people in the city. How's it going? Isn't it better in the city?"
We have been neighbors for so many years, who doesn’t know who?
Aunt Yan was not confused by her praise. She smiled and said, "Ah, Aunt Zhang, you have been sitting in the car for several days. My bones are broken.
I'll go back and take some time. We'll talk another day. By the way, give this candy to the child to try."
She grabbed a handful of candy from her bag and stuffed it into the oldest child's pocket.
Fortunately, she prepared in advance.
***
Yan Jiuru looked at the new house with curiosity. It was indeed well built with red bricks, green tiles and glass windows. However, the gate to the yard was closed. The family must be working in the fields.
The farmer's yard door didn't have a lock, so Yan's father went to open the gate and the first jeep drove in.
Yan's father and the driver unloaded the things together. Yan's mother asked her son to take the luggage into the house to avoid being in a rush when there were too many people.
Father Yan invited the guests to sit down and rest in the main hall, drew a bucket of water from the well, asked everyone to wash their faces first, and asked Yan Jiuru to take those who wanted to relieve themselves to the toilet.
After finishing all this, I will pour everyone a bowl of cool well water, which is better than any tea to quench your thirst.
Yan Jiuru also drank a big bowl while his parents were not paying attention.
“It’s so cool!”
At this time, the person who took the initiative to go to the field to deliver the letter had already called back the Yan family.
Yan Jiuru saw Chen Yin jogging back with her son on her back, her face covered in sweat.
"Slow down, don't be in a hurry. Your man can't run away."
He grinned and laughed, but he quickly walked up to her and said shamelessly: "Wife, look at me, am I handsome now?"
Chen Yin's face was stern and she looked the man up and down. Seeing that he was in a mess, she glared at him angrily: You said you were going hunting, but you almost didn't come back...
Yan Jiuru knew what she was worried about, so he stretched out his arms and turned around: "Look, is everything okay?"
Chen Yin's tears fell like heavy rain.
Seeing that there were outsiders around, she restrained herself by covering her mouth with her hands, sobbed, turned her face away, twisted her body, and carried the child past him into the house.
He ignored Yan Jiuru.
Yan Jiuru stretched out his arms: … No, at least he escaped death, what about his treatment?
Here comes the treatment:
Grandpa Yan went up and kicked his grandson, "Go inside!"
Grandma Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and she was looking around for something.
Father Yan moved his mouth a little, but still did not remind his son.
The old lady found a broom, pulled it over and started beating her grandson: "You bastard, I'll beat you to death.
If anything happens to you, how will your wife and children live? How will your parents live? How will your grandfather and I live? "
"You just know how to show off!"
"I'll save you the trouble of beating you to death!"
"Your parents never gave birth to such a troublesome thing as you!"
Grandma Yan comes from a farming background, so she has very strong hands.
Yan Jiuru didn't dare to hide, and could only hold his head timidly and cry "Ouch, ouch".
The old lady was scolding her grandson, and the old man just stood aside and watched. The parents had long wanted to beat their son, not to mention other people.
Yan Jiuru was still talking nonsense: "Grandma, please be gentle, don't break the broom, my grandfather has to make a new one.
The old lady became even angrier and raised her hand to slap him a few more times.
A few cadres couldn't bear to watch. After all, they had just recovered from their injuries, so they hurried forward to stop her and said, "Auntie, please take a rest. Don't blame Comrade Yan."
Some people pulled it, some people grabbed the broom and quickly threw it into the corner.
The old lady then hugged her eldest grandson and cried, "My Jiuru~ my eldest grandson~~"
. . . . . .
Yan Jiuru was also heartbroken by his grandmother's crying.
He wiped away his tears, knelt in front of his grandmother, and hugged her waist: "Grandma, if you are angry, just hit me, don't make yourself angry. It's my fault, next time I will definitely..."
Grandma Yan, who was crying bitterly, pushed her grandson away and scolded him, "You're definitely useless! You said the same thing last time, and you still got into big trouble."
I don’t believe you!
Yan Jiuru: Can you still keep crying?
Yan Jiuru winked at his parents.
Thinking that her son's injury would not be long after recovery, Aunt Yan had no choice but to go up and support her mother-in-law. "Mom, it's not worth crying over this brat. Wait until no one is around to give him a good beating. His father and I will give you the sticks. We have guests today, so let him go for now."
***
The brigade secretary, brigade leader and others also rushed over after hearing the news, and the family finally settled down in the hustle and bustle.
Several of my younger brothers and sisters who were still in school heard the news, asked for leave, and ran all the way back home.
When they saw their eldest brother, their younger brothers and sisters' eyes immediately turned red.
Especially the second and third brothers, when they saw their eldest brother, the scene of that day seemed to be replayed yesterday. The two boys had been holding back their emotions since the incident, especially the second brother, who could no longer control himself and cried bitterly while hugging his eldest brother.
The third brother also hugged his eldest brother's arm and wailed, muttering to himself while crying.
Grandpa Yan went over and patted his third grandson's head, then said to several officials, "These two children were frightened that day. The third child kept waking up crying at night, and the second child also woke up several times in one night."
Several cadres were not the ones who came to the scene to deal with the situation that day, so Secretary Chen whispered a few explanations to them.
Yan Jiuru was unconscious at the time and had no idea that his third brother had experienced such a thing.
He touched his third brother's head lovingly and said, "Brother, I'm fine now. Thank you for all you've done for me."
Then he turned to his second brother and said, "Thank you too, second brother. If it weren't for your calmness and help, I'm not sure I could have held on for much longer."
He said to Grandpa Yan, "He must have lost his soul because of the shock. I'll call him back some other day."
Grandpa Yan looked at him and said nothing.
Several cadres pretended not to hear.
At this time, Yan Jiuru noticed, "Where are Second Uncle and Weidong?"
"They're all in the fields." Grandpa Yan called to the third child and Yueru, "Don't cry, take some candy, and go ride your bikes to greet your second uncle's family and your eldest brother-in-law's family."
The old man said to Secretary Chen again, "My dear relatives, we will have dinner here tonight. You can invite your family members to come as well. Don't be shy. The main thing is that more people will bring more people to the party."
He said to the cadres, "Don't be so formal. We don't have anything special to offer. These are all grown from our own land. We mainly want to borrow your righteousness to calm the children down."
Several cadres looked at each other. If it were anything else, they could have refused, but it was really difficult for them to refuse this.
It was midsummer, and the days were long. They arrived home around three or four in the afternoon. Since there were many elders at home, Yan Jiuru didn't have to worry about entertaining the guests.
He slipped back to his room to coax his wife.
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