Chapter 46 (Three Updates in One)
No one was more confused than the people in Liangzigou. It was true that they came to steal medicine and were prepared for a fight, but who could have expected that the one who rushed up was a girl jumping alone?
The girl looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, wrapped in a red headscarf. Her exposed face was pale, with big eyes and a high nose bridge. Everyone who saw her would say she was pretty. Not to mention the large urea bag tied around her waist, which made it clear that she had just been picking cotton bolls in the cotton fields of Bushan Village.
My goodness, how do we fight this battle?
The leader of Liangzigou Production Team 2 was in a dilemma. He hadn't known that some troublemakers in the gully had gathered a group of young men to cause trouble on the hilltop of Buxian Village. By the time he found out, it was too late. He rushed over to find seven or eight young men, all from his village, writhing on the ground, killed by pesticides. Upon questioning, he learned that the people from Buxian Village had been carried back home, saying that their doctor, Dr. Lin, could treat them.
The second captain said: "Hurry up and carry our people over, and ask them to help keep an eye on it for the sake of being a commune. After we save the people, we will compensate them for the trees they have saved, even if they hit us a few times. It doesn't matter."
Two boys who were not too seriously injured sobbed and admitted that they had stolen the bottle of pesticide from the brigade warehouse and that they had poured the pesticide there. More people in Butian Village were sprayed with pesticide, and many golden-ringed bees were killed.
The second captain's mind exploded upon hearing this. He hadn't even had time to consider how the slope had gotten covered in pesticide. It turned out it was all caused by these daring lads! If it had been any other injury, the second captain would have been in trouble, not only for his actions, but also for a good meal. But this was pesticide. He opened the bottle and took a look, his heart sank. This stuff had been distributed by the higher-ups two months ago to save the cotton fields. This summer's heavy rains had ruined the cotton fields that had been planted in areas unsuitable for cotton. Plant after plant, their roots blackened and rotted, attracting insects. The surrounding fields were also affected. He wondered which brigade wasn't so anxious as to block the commune's gate. The commune had petitioned the county, and then the higher-ups, level after level, before finally securing the necessary pesticides to kill insects and diseases and save the cotton fields. The agricultural technicians warned us early in the morning that the pesticides we received this time were very toxic and told us to be extremely careful when using them...
But the cotton fields weren't about those few bottles of pesticide. Many of the cotton seeds had rotted from the root, beyond repair. Only a few, each assigned a small plot by a member of the cooperative, were still hanging on. The team tried spraying a small area, but perhaps because the spray wasn't the right one, the leaves all fell to bare stalks. No one dared to use the bottles of pesticide anymore, and they were put in the brigade warehouse. The second team leader wondered if the pesticide was too toxic and had killed all the leaves. He wasn't the only clever person in the ditch. The team leader ordered the sprayed cotton stalks dug and buried deep. Some villagers wanted to take them back to burn, but the team leader refused.
Now these brainless creatures dare to spray water on other people’s bee colonies and even pounce on people!
The second captain was pounding his head. He couldn't bear to watch these seven or eight young men die, but he also gave up the thought of begging the Buxian Village people for help. Now it wasn't just a matter of resolving the feud between the two villages; it was a mortal feud! It was hard to say what had become of the Buxian Village people, but those golden ring bees, who were being watched like eyeballs by the villagers, were doomed. At this moment, with so many people around, could Doctor Lin make it? A single ruthless act, even a slight delay, could cost them their lives!
The second captain, while sending someone back to report the situation, was still struggling with how to save the man. A young man who had gone to inquire about the situation came back and said he had secretly seen Dr. Nalin from Buxian Village applying ointment to Wang Huzi, the most seriously injured man standing in the front line. Wang Huzi's eyes were saved. The second captain was surprised to hear that it was an ointment, not something made by injection or freshly boiled. How could this thing be stolen?
As long as the people on both sides can be rescued, there will be room for recovery in Liangzigou and Buxiantun. Afterwards, no matter how much trouble they want to cause, he can suppress these guys and take it, as long as they can keep everyone safe!
The second captain was also decisive. He rubbed his face, left a few people to look after the few people on the ground, and led more than 30 people straight to the other side of the west mountain to grab the medicine! As he ran, he kept telling them, "We'd rather take a few hits. We'll just block them and not fight back. Just grab the ointment and don't hurt the doctor!"
The kid who had just peeked in and reported the news was clever and said, "Their entire team has gone out to pick cotton, so there aren't many people near this side of the field. I saw that Doctor Lin is wearing a red turban, so he's easy to tell apart! If we want to rob the medicine, should we also rob the doctor?"
The second captain also wanted to grab the doctor as well, which would be safer, but he was afraid that if Buxiantun didn't finish treating the patients, he would have to stay with them. So he said, "It depends. If the situation is better over there, then you listen to my call and we'll invite the doctor over as well!"
When they were rushing over from Liangzigou, they happened to meet the old branch secretary who came to check on them.
The leader of the second production team in Liangzigou wanted to detain the old man. They politely offered to trade the old Party secretary of Buxian Village for the ointment, to prevent a group of men from frightening the young and old picking cotton bolls. Who would have thought that the young man supporting their old Party secretary would have had horse legs and escaped so quickly? The old man turned around and shouted something on his back, his voice unintelligible from the shaking. The second team leader was even thinking, "This doesn't sound like an insult."
An old man ran away, and this young girl rushed up waving a cotton ball. What's the point?
The second captain waved his hand, and the others stopped. The young man leading the way excitedly called out, "This is Doctor Lin from Buxian Village! I recognize this red headscarf!"
Is this the person who was peeking from the slope just now? Lin Xinghuo glanced at him, turned around, and immediately rushed towards the person who spoke.
The second captain shouted, "Hey, girl! Hand over the life-saving ointment, we..."
They were only a few dozen meters apart when they spoke, which was not enough for Lin Xinghuo to sprint. Before the second captain could finish his words, a cotton stalk with a whistle on it appeared before his eyes.
Lin Xinghuo used a cotton stalk as a whip and hit the boy who led the way so hard that he jumped high. It was hard to say how badly he was injured, but the clothes on his buttocks, which were the most resistant to patches, were already torn.
The second captain was dumbfounded by the force.
What was even more shocking was yet to come. A huge cloud of black and golden bees was catching up with them, buzzing around.
"Scatter!" The second captain who led the way to grab the medicine was quite smart. He had thought of the golden-ringed bees here early on. Their heads and faces were wrapped much more tightly than Lin Xinghuo's, and even their hands were tangled with weeds and vines.
What a coincidence! Now that we've met, I'd be doing a disservice to all these men who came out in such large numbers if I didn't invite them back.
He stared at Lin Xinghuo who rushed in, ready to pounce on him from behind and pin him down. This was the only way. He had never thought this doctor was so wild and reckless!
Lin Xinghuo raised his hand, and the second captain vaguely saw that the girl had a green vine with red fruits on her wrist. She was as fond of beauty as his own daughter.
"Oh my God! Captain, what should we do?" Nearly forty grown men were driven back like sheep.
Only then did they realize the swarm of bees actually obeyed the girl's commands. As soon as they dispersed, the swarm immediately surrounded them, baring their stingers and forcing them to gather again. They had heard that the bees in Buxian Village were incredible, but when they actually saw the golden ring bees, they started cursing. What kind of bee is this? Even hornets are not as scary as these. They are so big, and their stings are so long!
They flew fast and rushed forward fiercely, and surrounded the people in Liangzigou.
At some point, the cotton plant in Lin Xinghuo's hand was split into two. She swung her hands left and right, and the people in Liangzigou jumped up one by one like moles popping out of their heads.
"Oh my god!" More than one person covered their buttocks and cried out: "Captain, what should we do? This girl knows martial arts!"
"Oh my God!" "A deer! A deer that hits people!"
“Run!”
"Climb the trees! Climb the trees! Everyone, climb the trees!" The second captain hurriedly gave orders, but this place was very close to the village, it was all downhill, very open, and there were not many decent trees.
"Run to the sides. Don't be afraid of bee stings. Hide behind rocks or bushes in gullies. Break their thin legs!"
The next second, the second captain was in dire straits. He was hit hard by Lin Xinghuo's whip, one on each side. Not only were his pants torn, but his hat was also whipped off his head. The second captain felt a chill on his head, followed by a burning pain in his buttocks. "Oh my God!" What kind of girl is this!
The moose's charge didn't look fake. Lin Xinghuo whistled, and the leading moose twisted its long legs, not charging directly at the man, but brushing past him. The others behind followed suit, raising their massive horned heads and charging past him.
Several young men were so frightened that they squatted down and cried with their heads in their hands, not even bothering to cover their leaking buttocks.
"Xiao Lin!" The old branch secretary was still carried over by Wang Sanping, and his voice was broken: "Girl! Show mercy!" The old man was anxious and used all the words from "The Case of the Chopping of the Beauty" that he had heard from the storyteller when he was a child.
"Ouch!" A clever elk-like person, barely catching his breath, was hit by a stone. He quickly covered his head and looked to see that several of the elk had small animals sitting on them. There were minks, foxes, and even bobcats, clutching stones in their paws and throwing them at the person. How could a cat throw stones?
Just as he said this, the deer carrying the caracal came over again. The caracal slapped the man in the face without showing its claws, but a purple plum blossom mark was left on the man's cheek. The little claws hit him, and he immediately felt a burning pain: "Help!"
More and more people were hit and called, and Lin Xinghuo basically hit everyone with a few light blows - to be honest, the clothes were not torn, but there were definitely marks on the backs.
When the villagers of Buxian Village caught up with them, panting, they saw over thirty men crouching down, their heads in their hands, looking cowardly. This wasn't because of the fairy lady's instructions, but because they realized that the cowards who squatted down and cried first got the least beatings. So one person spread the word, and even the fools started to react when they saw everyone around them squatting.
Is that it?
It was eerily quiet for a moment. The people on Buxiantun were confused, while those on the other side were knocked unconscious. The young men who were smearing cat urine didn't even dare to sob.
The old Party Secretary, supported by Wang Sanping, was about to speak to Lin Xinghuo when he saw the moose, which had just sprinted back, running straight towards the Little Fairy with the bobcat on its back. Lin Xinghuo casually dropped the cotton plant and opened his arms to catch the bobcat.
Seeing that she took the initiative to throw away the cotton stalks, the old branch secretary immediately felt relieved and couldn't help but feel relieved that Xiaolin knew what was going on!
"Okay! Changgen, get up, we have to solve the problem first!" The old branch secretary called the second team leader, and everyone in Liangzigou looked up.
At that moment, the leading deer, carrying the caracal on its back, ran close to Lin Xinghuo. The caracal gave a powerful kick, and like a young swallow darting into the forest, Lin Xinghuo caught it. But at the same time, the leading deer, which should have brushed past her, was kicked by the caracal. Under the pressure of the spirit beast, the deer's head unconsciously drooped, and the branches just happened to catch Lin Xinghuo's red headscarf...
The deer ran over, the cat caught it, and the fairy's red headscarf fell off...
The mink and fox cubs, following behind and also hoping to be caught by Lin Xinghuo, quickly grabbed the moose's fur and forced the moose past Lin Xinghuo. The wind created by the moose blew the red knitted headscarf into the air again, and everyone stared at the headscarf as it fluttered and landed at Lin Xinghuo's feet.
The bald head reflected white light, and the sunlight was just right at ten o'clock, so everyone felt that the head was irritating to the eyes.
It really stung my eyes. Jin Zhaodi's grip on the spiked rake loosened, nearly piercing her husband's foot into the ground. She didn't notice and just rubbed her eyes.
"Oh my God!" said one of the fellow villagers.
The group of injured recruits in Bushantun reacted the fastest. They saw the fairy girl's head that was curled like a spring. They didn't see it clearly last night, but now when they think about it, they think that her hair might have been burnt. What else can they do if they don't shave her burnt hair?
Everyone hurriedly whispered to the villagers around them: "Our aunt is making elixirs again, and she even burned her hair..."
Wang Sanping quickly picked up the headscarf and handed it to her with both hands: "Auntie, cover it up, the wind is blowing and it's giving you a headache."
The Buxiantun Brigade quickly calmed down, but the people of Liangzigou couldn't accept it. Especially after Lin Xinghuo's head was revealed, it was clear that even her head was beautiful. She was truly a beauty with willow-shaped eyebrows, a hanging nose, almond-shaped eyes, and an oval face.
"Nun?" The young man who was beaten first howled.
"How come such a pretty girl is a nun!" Several young men couldn't help but stare at Lin Xinghuo.
Lin Xinghuo glared, and these guys who were at the age of wanting to get married just remembered that this was a girl they couldn't afford to offend, no matter how pretty she was!
The second captain of Liangzigou was older, and his daughter was about the same age as Lin Xinghuo. Unlike the young men, he was not attracted by a pretty girl. When he came to his senses, he rushed forward and knelt down in front of the old branch secretary: "Those kids are wrong! But they are not fatal. Please ask the villagers of our brigade, and ask Doctor Lin to help take a look!" He knew Wang Huzi from Buxiantun. Everyone said that Wang Huzi was the most seriously injured, but now he can fight with a machete. It can be seen that the skills of this ferocious Doctor Lin are as strong as her fighting power!
The old Party Secretary looked at Lin Xinghuo, who put his headscarf back on without changing his expression. "Save the people. Save them first."
The second captain was grateful and wanted to lead the way. Lin Xinghuo glanced at him and asked him to carry the man over: "There is a basin with water over here, carry it over here."
The injuries in Liangzigou weren't serious, but they'd been delayed for a while. The blisters on their faces were especially painful, and they'd scratched themselves, leaving scars. Lin Xinghuo helped treat the wounds and applied jade ointment, but she wasn't going to worry about the aftermath. Anyone who dared to splash pesticides on others deserved the scars!
There was one young man missing from Liangzigou who was sent to carry people. The old branch secretary, Lin Xinghuo, Wang Huzi and others from Buxiantun knew about it and ran back to the team to report the news.
Doctor Lin from Buxian Village was very skillful and saved the life very quickly, but after that, he had to figure out what to do with all the other things. The second captain wiped the sweat from his forehead and secretly glanced at the silent Lin Xinghuo with a sullen face. It was really scary to have Doctor Lin here!
"Our team leader has already reported the case to the commune." Wang Huzi said as he sat on the grass. Now the effect of the jade paste had worn off, and his eyes and face felt a little stinging, but this was normal, and he didn't care: a cut by the grass would hurt for two days.
No wonder the second captain of Liangzigou was anxious when he didn't see the captain of Buxiantun. "These kids don't know the severity of the situation. We accept beatings and punishments, but if we send them to jail, their lives will be ruined!"
"If Xiaolin wasn't here today, more than ten people in our village might not have been able to save their lives!" The old Party Secretary said sternly, "For such a brutal act, shouldn't you be sentenced to a few years in prison? You can't be taught a lesson. Let the police teach you a lesson!"
"That's true, but these kids really don't know how poisonous that stuff is. Otherwise, they wouldn't dare kill anyone even if they had a hundred guts!" The second team leader pleaded, "Our team only tested this pesticide once, and it was done by a few old farmers. After that, we put it in the warehouse... They don't have the courage..."
Once the police show up, these kids will be charged with serious crimes! Two years ago, in Xilin Commune, a clueless person poisoned fish with pesticides. He distributed the fish to his uncle's family, and the whole family became poisoned after eating the fish. The people were rescued, but the person who poisoned the fish was also shot for "poisoning."
Nowadays, people think that food sprayed with pesticides will eventually be eaten by people, so they think that pesticides are just to kill insects or something, and many people don’t take it seriously.
But can low-toxic pesticides and high-toxic pesticides be the same thing? Can a stock pesticide and a diluted version be the same?
Some of the young men who had committed crimes in Liangzigou slapped themselves in the face, others wept, but none dared to flee. There were twenty-four of them in all, and a few who hadn't been injured by the pesticides said they would rather have been gored to death by a moose than have to bring shame upon their families.
Yes, these days, if someone from a family goes to jail, the whole family is ashamed to leave the house. The second captain's heart clenched. These twenty-four people, that's twenty-four families. There are only a few households in the entire Liangzigou area. They really can't afford to go to jail! He pushed and beat those who had just entered the prison gate, forcing them to kowtow to the Buxiantun militia reserve and beg for forgiveness. He used to be a strong man, but now even his back was bent.
Lin Xinghuo glanced around and suddenly pointed at a short man with his head down in the corner, but he was talking to the second captain: "Twenty-four young men, coincidentally they are from twenty-four families, but there is not a family where two brothers come out together?" How strange, these days it is important to fight a tiger with brothers, especially young people who are eighteen or nineteen and not married yet. They are all brothers who play around together, so that when they are taught a lesson at home, they have someone to help them share the firepower.
"Isn't it because they're trying to 'put the law on everyone'?" If they dragged twenty-four households into the water, with their relatives and daughters married out, what a force they'd be. By then, it wouldn't just be a Liangzigou brigade issue. Even Buxiantun, which hadn't had many relatives with Liangzigou in recent years, didn't they have a few indirect relatives? For example, the sisters of the Jinjiayao family, one married in Liangzigou, the other in Buxiantun!
Lin Xinghuo sneered, "Whether this crime is serious or minor depends on whether there's a leader with ulterior motives. If there is one, then he's the principal offender. The others are, at best, accomplices with unclear minds." This kind of reckless accomplice, who hasn't caused any loss of life or serious injury, can be given a lighter sentence in rural areas, where human relationships are valued most. The law is still imperfect, and power is in a state of relative chaos after the movement. The same crime could result in vastly different sentences for two different individuals.
"If you think today's incident is like the previous one where two villages fought over water for irrigation, where people were injured or even killed, but in the end no one was sent to jail or shot, then you are completely wrong!"
The old branch secretary and the second team leader thought about it carefully. If Liangzigou had not provoked first and then attacked, today's incident would indeed be a bit like a water dispute. There were casualties on both sides, and an entire village was involved... If it was really handled as a matter of fighting over water, the commune would often slap both sides, and no one would go to jail for it. At most, the two villages would become mortal enemies, and there would be constant conflicts in the future.
"Why did you suddenly come to our village to cut trees on the slope?" Wang Huzi was very smart. He asked the kneeling young men hurriedly, "In the past, there were some troubles between our two villages every year, but they were all during the autumn harvest. Why are you here to cause trouble now?" Xishan is a structure of slopes connected to each other. The sunny slopes and streams are indeed all occupied by our own village. Every year during the autumn harvest, Liangzigou is jealous. It is common for the young men to say so and quarrel with each other, and even fight when they meet, but there has never been a precedent of trouble during the autumn harvest.
The second captain also sat down, ragged his messy hair, and slapped the boy who had led the way earlier: "Speak!"
The boy shrank his neck and his red and swollen eyes looked at the cotton boll picking bags wrapped around the waists of Lin Xinghuo, Jin Zhaodi and others.
In fact, this incident was caused by cotton.
The story begins on the day Wei Layue and Zhou Liang remarried. There were many people coming in and out of Buxiantun that day. Although they were all relatives of the members, the relatives also had their own relatives. The cotton bolls in Buxiantun were particularly abundant, and the white cotton bolls were very rare, unlike other places where there were only a few of them. Not only that, but the fruit that was finally produced was black and rotten, and the news spread.
At that time, the propaganda was "Ten miles of white cotton bolls", but there were not many brigades that were so honest as to plant ten miles of cotton. Liangzigou and Bushiantun were two of the very few. In particular, Liangzigou was determined to compete with Bushiantun for the Xishan issue, so it specially moved half of the land used to plant sweet potatoes to plant cotton.
By the time autumn harvest arrived, the cotton crop in Liangzigou was a mess, mostly bare stalks, burned for firewood and rotting to the point of being unpleasant. All the cotton had been wasted, and the sweet potato plantations hadn't been fully planted. Especially with the heavy rain this year, the sweet potato fields next to the cotton fields had been plagued by insects, and yields per acre were low. It looked like the prelude to starvation for the entire brigade after the grain tax was paid.
The autumn harvest in Liangzigou ended unusually early this year, leaving the commune members groaning daily. The team leader and branch secretary were busy running around trying to reduce their grain tax. Meanwhile, neighboring Buxian Village was experiencing a bumper harvest. To ensure a good harvest, everyone, young and old, pitched in, even some grateful moose came to help. The rice, corn, and soybeans were all good, and even the sweet potatoes, which had lost fertile land to the cotton fields, were harvested in mountains. Most infuriatingly, their cotton crop was also so abundant that the county's No. 2 Cotton Mill sent someone to inspect it. They said it wasn't as good as the long-staple cotton from Xinjiang, but it was comparable to that from Shandong.
Many people in Liangzigou say Buxiantun is a good place. It's surrounded by mountains on three sides and a river on one side. Nestled against the West Mountain, the terrain is high in the west and low in the east, so even heavy rain doesn't matter; it just flows into the river. It's also warmer every year than elsewhere. Plus, people have seen Buxiantun hauling leaf mold from the West Mountain to fertilize their fields. They have plenty of fertilizer, easy to irrigate, and no worries about waterlogging. It's no wonder the brigade grows everything well.
These grumbles are commonplace every year, but they're usually just sour words. But this year, the disparity between the two sides is so stark that the young, energetic youngsters can't stand the provocation: "I heard they're still buying coal from the coal-fired counties. Why are they saying coal is convenient and hotter? They're not as good as firewood!"
"There's so much firewood on the West Mountain, but people don't even care about it. They just brag that any straw they harvest from the fields can be burned!"
Someone with a bad temper said, "They won't collect firewood, so they'll just let the firewood on the west slope rot in vain? We only collect firewood from this little stretch of broken mountain every year. If they don't fight us, then we will!"
I don't know who contacted them, but these guys got together this morning. Originally, they just wanted to collect some firewood, but then several of them remembered that there were bees patrolling the mountains in Buxian Village, and their stings were terrible. The group of cobblers initially thought of wrapping themselves up tightly, but then realized that made it difficult to collect firewood, so they looked for other solutions, and the first thing they thought of was insecticide...
"They're just collecting firewood, why are they chopping down trees?" Wang Huzi complained. Every year, people cross the border to collect firewood, and the commune members just ignore it, simply understanding that we have a far-sighted Party secretary who took up the prime location long ago. Liangzigou had its share of challenges; they'd had several successive Party secretaries, but none of them had the brains of their own.
A few people started to stammer. They'd only started collecting firewood, but as the conversation progressed, they started to talk about cutting down trees. "Anyway, Buxian Village will replant the trees. Their brigade is so capable! Our village burned a piece of fertile land on the north mountain, and they came to take care of it, saying they'd replant some yew trees... It was like they were giving orders. What's going on?"
At this point, even Jin Zhaodi understood: "Is it stupid or not? There must be someone meddling in this. Think about who brought up these topics in the first place?" If not, wouldn't every step just happen to make people more angry?
Twenty or so people looked at each other, and soon their eyes began to glance at one place more and more, and it was the person that Lin Xinghuo had just pointed at.
The old branch secretary saw her movements clearly and asked, "Girl, how did you know that?" He couldn't have calculated it, right?
"Aunt?" Wang Huzi looked at Lin Xinghuo and asked what she meant.
Lin Xinghuo nodded, and Wang Huzi picked the man up.
Lin Xinghuo picked up the man's paw, pointed at the man's face, and said to the old Party Secretary, "Take a look. Doesn't he look a bit like the guy the Zhou family hired to help them?"
The old Party Secretary narrowed his eyes and stared at him. The women present that day also hurried to take a closer look. However, the man's face was swollen like a pig's head from the golden ring bee sting. They could only compare the two men's figures: "Yes, they are similar. They are both as skinny as monkeys and short."
But the old branch secretary, Lin Xinghuo and the commune police station later took the two men and handed them over to the forest farm. The old branch secretary took out his reading glasses, looked at them for a long time and said, "It looks like it! Yes, it looks like it!" He has a pointed chin and monkey cheeks, and he doesn't look like a good person.
The second captain couldn't hold back any longer and slapped the man on the face, leaving a plum blossom mark on each side, just like the one left by the caracal. "How dare you harm your fellow villagers!"
The man stopped pretending and looked at him fiercely, but he still didn't dare to act tough with Lin Xinghuo. He only bullied the old branch secretary and spat at him with blood.
Gently pushing the old branch secretary away, Lin Xinghuo went up and kicked him, and when the man fell on his back, he gently hooked him with his toes, making him catch the spit on his face.
Being so close, the second captain couldn't see Dr. Lin's movements clearly, and couldn't help but cover the back of his pants which was leaking air.
In fact, Lin Xinghuo didn't just identify this man as the mastermind based on his resemblance to him, but because among these twenty-four young men, only he had the most obvious malice, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Xiantun was the most vicious.
Lin Xinghuo didn't need to worry about the rest. It was simple to say, but it was even more disgusting when it was explained:
The man the Zhou family had hired to help Wei Layue with the trap claimed to be a few years older than her. In reality, he was short, dark-skinned, and with a sharp, monkey-like face, making it hard to tell his age. He was actually in his mid-thirties, had been married before, and had a seventeen-year-old son left behind in Liangzigou Brigade, where his wife's family lived. The Zhou family said they wanted Wei Layue to work with the trapper and give birth to a son for Zhou Liang, but in reality, they had no intention of caring for Zhou Liang. They were simply scheming to collect the pensions from Wei Layue's father and uncle, and to keep her as a slave at home.
That man was good friends with Zhou Liang's cousin, Zhou Gangzi, a temporary worker at the forest farm. He was married and got mad at the sight of a woman, but Zhou Gangzi agreed to it like crazy and even promised not to take a penny of the pension he had coaxed out of him. Firstly, he was after Wei Layue, a young wife in her early twenties, so tender she could be squeezed to make her wet, a widower's greed was unbearable; secondly, he wanted to become a regular employee of the Zhou family, and since Zhou Gangzi was taking over his cousin's job, he was considered a half-employee...
So Zhou Gangzi asked him to intercept Wei Layue on the way. When the matter was settled, his first thought was Liangzigou, where his wife's family lived. He was quite familiar with the area, and at the very least, he had a son who grew up there. So he suggested choosing the cornfield in Liangzigou as the location.
That day, Cen Lingdang was passing by here, wanting to vent her anger but waiting for Wei Layue. This person said, "It's okay if there are no fish or shrimp," hoping to drag Cen Lingdang into the ground to vent her anger. He had seen people do this before and knew that these unmarried girls who were still studying would probably not dare to speak out even if they were bullied. When the golden ring wasp stung someone and Cen Lingdang met Wei Layue, his son happened to come over to see if his father had done what he wanted. He saw his father being kidnapped by two women like a dead dog, put into a car, and dragged away with his legs drooping.
After that, Zhou Gangzi and the other man were thrown into jail and would not be released for at least ten or eight years.
This man's son hated Wei Layue and Cen Lingdang to death. His father had clearly said that as long as he succeeded, he would take him to live a good life... Later he found out that it was the old branch secretary and Lin Xinghuo who stood up for Wei Layue, and the group of bad golden-ringed bees were raised by Lin Xinghuo... Anyway, the fact that Bu Xian was here became a thorn in his side.
This guy was far more calculating than his father. His goal was to create a mortal feud between the two villages. Feuding villages would then engage in yearly warfare, potentially even costing several lives each year. The more lives lost, the deeper the hatred, leaving no room for a chance to sit down and talk things out. This way, whenever the two sides met, they would inevitably fight. He could simply wait and see when his enemies were alone, then strike with ruthless force and avenge his father. He could then attribute the incident to the feud between the two villages, and Liangzigou wouldn't let anyone arrest him, even if it meant defending himself. He might even be able to coax a few idiots into joining him, leaving him even less of a problem...
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