The villagers of Zhangjiapo gripped their farm tools tightly, determined to protect their wells.
The villagers of Baijia Village also gripped their weapons tightly, ready to fight at any moment.
The village chief said the land belonged to them, and now their well was almost dry, so they had to take the well back.
Director Bai was not intimidated by this display. With a slight wave of his hand, the police officers raised batons, protective shields, and forks, pointing them at the villagers of Zhangjiapo.
"Assaulting a police officer is a serious crime. Not only will you go to jail, but it will also be recorded in your file, affecting your family's chances of passing the civil service exam for three generations. It will completely block your path to politics in the future!"
Thinking of their families and descendants, the villagers of Zhangjiapo could only resign themselves to their fate and put down the farm tools they had been using as weapons, their eyes filled with despair.
Zhang Fan looked away, not intending to help, since he no longer belonged to the village.
Zhang Youde glanced at Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with relief: "Zhang Fan, once you leave, don't come back."
He looked back at the village, his eyes filled with reluctance: "Everyone, go home now."
“Village chief, this is our only well. Without it, we will die of thirst.”
Zhang Youde smiled slightly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely protect the well."
Zhang Fan saw a resolute look in Zhang Youde's eyes, as if he were determined to die.
The villagers of Zhangjiapo were unwilling to retreat, but they still listened to Zhang Youde and took a few steps back.
With a fierce look on his face, Zhang Youde gritted his teeth and charged forward.
"Oh no! The village chief is going to jump into the well!"
Everyone then realized what was happening and rushed over to try and stop Zhang Youde.
No one knows how Zhang Youde, who has difficulty walking, could move so fast.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhang Youde stood by the well and said to the villagers of Zhangjiapo, "After I die, wash this well and continue drinking from it. If anyone who bullies our village comes to drink this water, I will follow them."
This curse is extremely effective against those with a guilty conscience.
In the years that followed, whenever he encountered any setbacks, he would remember this saying.
Zhang Youde took advantage of this psychology of the other party.
This is the only solution he can think of right now.
You can't fight city hall.
Now that the other party has found a backer, if a conflict breaks out, only I will suffer.
He didn't know if the well could be saved, but he always had to try.
Zhang Youde took one last look at the world, closed his eyes, and resolutely jumped.
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