What big thing is the Hu family hiding? Did they sneak up the mountain and catch a wild boar when he wasn't looking?
Xiang Hongjun was stumped by the question.
Hu Heshuo's fingertips traced the rim of the cup as he slowly raised his lifeless black eyes, memories from many years ago surfacing before him.
At that time, the countryside was organized into villages, and famine was just beginning to emerge as river levels dropped.
Pingtou Village and Shangyang Village, which later merged into Xinghua Brigade, had a fierce armed conflict over water resources.
The incident started with a bucket of water. Villagers were beaten by a mob of villagers from Shangyang Village when they were fetching water. The young and hot-blooded village chief, who still had a conscience, heard that the villagers had been beaten and immediately organized people to fight back.
More than a hundred people from the two villages participated.
As the fighting escalated, the two villages grew truly enraged. Hu Bin brought out the Hu family's most treasured homemade cannon and unleashed a barrage of fire at Shangyang Village.
The melee, with guns and cannons clashing, lasted for more than 20 hours until the troops arrived to suppress it.
With inadequate laws and the inability to punish the masses, the soldiers confiscated all the weapons used in the crime and gave them a severe reprimand. As the famine worsened, the matter gradually subsided.
Hu Heshuo was still young at the time, and that brawl left an indelible mark on his mind.
After listening to Xiang Hongjun, he remained silent. He was in the army when the armed conflict occurred, and his father had only mentioned it briefly in a letter to him.
"you mean?"
Hu Heshuo lowered his eyes and stared at the tea foam floating in the cup, his voice as quiet as ever.
"Uncle Xiang thinks, given the Hu family's nature, would they really hand over all their homemade guns and explosives? Wouldn't they leave some backup plan?"
As a member of the Hu family, he knew more.
Xiang Hongjun felt that Hu Bin's tactic of driving people to their deaths by stirring up trouble was very likely to be ambushed and killed by a bomb.
We should take her to the commune as soon as possible!
"Why didn't you just tell Ruan Zhiqing the truth?"
Hu Heshuo just smiled and didn't say anything, his eyes seemed to say: Didn't I tell you, don't you want to chat with Ruan Zhiqing?
Well! Xiang Hongjun taking a puff of his pipe can only be interpreted as a difference in personality between people.
He likes to say what he thinks, but having experienced some things, He Shuo finds it difficult to open up to people and can only offer subtle reminders.
Xiang Hongjun knocked his pipe and stood up. "Alright, I'll take her away. Your personality won't get along with her. Don't let the two of you start fighting before you've even gotten your revenge."
That little girl is ruthless!
Neither of them noticed that in the darkness of the corner, a motionless black goose was silently watching them.
Or perhaps they discovered it to the Red Army, but who would be wary of a simple, kind-hearted black goose that only likes to pinch people?!
Ruan, a educated youth known for his ruthless methods, was squatting in a nearby paddy field, dissecting leeches. One was chopped into eight pieces with a knife, and the other was turned into mud by a fire poker.
A goose, flapping its wings, rushed over and swallowed the only remaining intact leech, which was still in its pupa in the mud.
After finishing the snacks, he yelled at his mom.
"Homemade cannons and explosives?" Ruan Xianxian stroked her chin thoughtfully.
Xiang Hongjun was slightly wrong; Hu Heshuo's problem wasn't a personality issue, but rather that he didn't want to get involved with her.
It has to be said that this was a very clever approach.
When he took over as the brigade leader, no matter how much trouble he caused with the Hu family, the villagers would just watch the show.
If you try to get involved with her at this point, you will only face strong resistance and rejection from your teammates.
She doesn't work in the fields, drives a car, and is known for her crazy outbursts and violent behavior, making her unique in the village.
The team members' dislike for her stemmed from envy and jealousy. While others ate meager meals, she ate lavishly. Unless she became the envy of everyone else, she would be ostracized in any group.
This guy thinks he's lived three lifetimes and has a pretty clear understanding of human nature.
She prefers a direct transaction—paying money and doing the work—rather than building a deep emotional bond.
Without any emotional entanglement, once the state-owned factory was privatized, she could steadily take the fruits of her labor and occupy the market in big cities.
Making someone else's wedding dress and taking advantage of her? That's impossible.
The idea may be a bit dark and selfish, but Ruan Xianxian, who is very starved for love, is most afraid of being "given a peach in return," and she will definitely "repay with a precious jade."
Treating her sincerely is more likely to make her reluctant to give up than beating her up.
Hu Heshuo did a good job; she liked the other party and gave him a boost in the election.
If you fawn over the other party after they rise to power, and are eager to be on the same boat as them to deal with the Hu family, then that's truly meaningless.
The magnetic field between people is magical. Some people are destined to become friends the moment they make eye contact, while others, no matter how hard you try, can never squeeze into the same circle.
When he got home, he lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) with his legs crossed, looking like a cunning old fox who couldn't figure things out.
As the sun rose and set, early the next morning, Ruan Xianxian, having boiled two eggs, was fully equipped and went to work with her friends.
Hu Heshuo looked at the group for a while and, true to his word, allocated seven work points of land to them.
The villagers in line were stunned, whispering urging, "Let's fight! Let's fight! Let's fight!"
Ruan Xianxian turned around and slapped the loudest woman in the face.
He glared fiercely at Hu Heshuo, picked up his hoe, and left.
The woman who was slapped for no reason: ? ? ?
Although she didn't slap my face, the little hand that hit my arm stung so badly!
As a result, the team members working in the same field all noticed that the troublemaker was unusually well-behaved today, doing whatever he was told.
Aside from drinking water and resting as usual, he didn't slack off at all.
As the jar passed by, it couldn't help but glance at the sky. "The sun must have risen in the west today!"
When Xiang Nuan checked the work points after work, his expression was exactly the same as the jar's blank stare. Full, full work points...
I can't help but wonder, is this really a case of one thing being the nemesis of another when it comes to brine curdling tofu?
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