Some people are very strong and can carry a bag on each shoulder.
Village chief Li saw people carrying grain like this and was afraid that the grain would spill, so he couldn't help but remind them.
"Be careful not to spill it."
When Village Chief Li saw some food falling on the ground, he felt very distressed and tried to remind others in a kind way. However, not only did others not appreciate his kindness, but they also pushed Village Chief Li to the ground with great force.
"Get out of here, old man! Don't touch the food in our Zhulin Village."
The people of Xingying Village, who were already worried about the food, dragged their injured bodies and watched the food being carried away bag by bag, feeling very sad.
Then, he saw his own village chief being pushed by someone. For some reason, he suddenly walked forward and pushed down the person who had bumped into the village chief.
The collision between the two was like water droplets splashing into an oil pan, and they started fighting again with crackling sounds.
Zhu Lei looked at the large amount of food in the warehouse and could only take away half of it. He felt so heartbroken that he was thinking about when to come again and secretly take the food away.
Who is he? How could he watch the food being dumped on someone else's land? If he didn't take it away, he wouldn't be able to eat, let alone sleep.
What he didn't expect was that just because of Village Chief Li's words, the two villages started fighting again.
And this time, everyone gathered together for the fight, and there were people from six surrounding villages.
As soon as the people from Zhulin Village started fighting, the people from Xingying Village started fighting too, regardless of whether they were injured or not, and the other six villages also began to help.
In this melee, the people of Xingying Village did not suffer much loss, but many people of Zhulin Village were injured, and there was even one casualty.
After all, who can calmly watch thousands of people fighting together or watching the food of their village being taken away?
Therefore, the fight was fought without restraint and Zhu Sijin was beaten to death under such circumstances.
Because there were so many people, it was unclear who had done it.
Anyway, when Zhu Sijin was lying on the ground covered in blood, it scared a lot of people.
Someone suddenly shouted, "Someone's dead, someone's dead."
Whether it is the villagers of Xingying Village or the other six villages, they are all ordinary people.
The guys may fight, but they never think of causing a death in public.
Even the people of Zhulin Village, who often rob others, are essentially farmers. Even if some of them have blood on their hands, they don't want to kill anyone at this time.
The dead person is Zhu Sijin, the grandson of their village chief.
This angered the people of Zhulin Village. In the past, they had always bullied others. Even if they came to Xingxi Village to steal food, they felt that the people of Xingxi Village should hand it over obediently.
But now someone in their village has died. How can they tolerate this?
"Si Jin, Si Jin, wake up, I'm your grandpa, please check on me and see if I'm okay."
Zhu Lei, who was kneeling on the ground and crying while holding Zhu Sijin's body, had blue veins popping out on his forehead. Every blood vessel told of the endless rage boiling in his heart.
His lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, his body trembled from time to time, and a low, powerful gasp came from his throat, like the rumbling sound before a volcano erupted.
Village chief Li looked at Zhu Lei with mixed feelings.
Twenty years ago, his father died because Zhu Lei brought people to the village to steal wild boars.
Twenty years later, Zhu Lei brought people to the village again to rob food. As a result, when a conflict broke out between the two sides, Zhu Lei's grandson died. I wonder if this was retribution.
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