In the past, when there was something exciting to see at Zhao Youcai's house, it would be surrounded by crowds three or four times over.
But the people who came this time were unusual, and the villagers were afraid of getting into trouble, so they all hid at home and didn't even dare to go out.
This made it convenient for Zhao Jianfei, who had gone home specifically to watch the commotion, to witness the entire unfolding events, and he was so frightened that he quickly ran away.
Fearing being recognized, Zhao Jianfei ran frantically towards the back of the mountain, afraid of being arrested and retaliated against.
Before he could catch his breath, he was blocked by a burly man with muscles so solid they looked like they were about to burst.
"Run, don't you particularly like running? Keep running."
The man has a very short temper.
If he hadn't seen a big-breasted, big-butt young woman on his way to Zhaojiagou and used that as an excuse to stop, and hadn't rushed to Zhaojiagou just in time to witness this scene, he probably would have been taken away by now.
Looking at the pretty boy in front of him again, he felt his fists getting increasingly itchy.
Those who were taken away were all his good brothers!
It's all that brat's fault. If he hadn't gone around telling everyone in the county yesterday that there was an old man in the countryside who was making a fortune through speculation, they wouldn't have had any ulterior motives and made this special trip.
Now, more than a dozen of his brothers have perished here. He went on a business trip and went back alone. Those old guys in the Revolutionary Committee will definitely catch him and ask him what exactly happened.
If someone thinks he deliberately disappeared for a period of time in order to get rid of his colleagues, will the Revolutionary Committee still have a place to stand in the future?
She believes she has never done anything good over the years, but has done plenty of things like bullying men and women. If she really loses her job, it will be the same as losing her protective shield.
I'm afraid that if I'm forced to go home unemployed in the morning, I'll have an accident and meet my maker in the afternoon.
Zhao Jianfei was trembling all over, his mouth tasted bitter, and he was extremely panicked.
I can't figure it out no matter how hard I try, how did things turn out like this?
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Zhao Youcai, who had made quite a splash, smiled and waved goodbye to the battalion commander. The soldiers drove away, and Zhao Youcai, with his hands behind his back and humming a little tune, returned home. The first thing he heard made him very unhappy.
"Dad, something bad has happened. Sanwa just came to deliver a message. His father went up the mountain to dig for wild ferns and found the youngest son, who was beaten and unconscious. He has been taken to the young doctor."
Every village has its own barefoot doctor; not everyone who gets sick is willing to spend money to go to a clinic or hospital.
Zhao Youcai's eyelids twitched violently; sure enough.
I can't even have a single peaceful and comfortable day; every good thing I do is bound to turn into a disaster.
Zhao Youcai was too lazy to complain anymore. He took the money and headed towards the doctor's house with his third son.
The captain was still overwhelmed with excitement, but with such a big thing happening to Zhao Youcai's family, it would be too impolite for him to keep grinning.
I could only grit my teeth, close my eyes, and pinch myself hard to control my expression.
"The people from the county's rural power station are coming down to do some business in a little while, and I have to wait in the village, so it's really inconvenient for me to go and see them. When your father comes back, tell him that I'll come to see him after I'm done with my work."
Some things had to be said clearly, so that Zhao Youcai wouldn't think that he, the brigade leader, was a bad guy who just ate his fill and ran away.
He had already seen what it meant to be an ingrate; his old bones weren't as resilient as the youngest son of the Zhao family.
However, he still made a detour back home and had his wife pack a dozen or so eggs to deliver to Zhao Youcai's house, just to show his respect.
At this moment, Zhao Youcai looked at his youngest son, whose head had been beaten into a pig's head. If it weren't for the familiar clothes and the little green bag he was carrying, Zhao Youcai really wouldn't have recognized this guy as his own stupid son, who was both promising and shameful.
If Zhao Jianfei's arrogant and condescending attitude offended someone, he might have gotten beaten up in town.
But to get beaten up on your own turf, especially when it's just a short walk from the back mountain, which is less than fifteen minutes away, is a bit outrageous.
As he walked home with the brigade leader, he seemed to see a very unfamiliar but definitely young man passing by from the direction of the back mountain. A thought flashed through Zhao Youcai's mind.
Zhao Jianfei's expression became more serious.
"Was it you, you little brat, who suddenly vandalized our house?"
Zhao Jianfei's eyes flickered slightly; even if he said he didn't know, it would be useless.
Zhao Youcai had heard that a person's subconscious reactions and micro-expressions can reveal a lot.
This kid is clearly guilty; you can see the panic in his nostrils.
If murder weren't illegal, Zhao Youcai would have loved to kick this good-for-nothing idiot to death.
This really proves the old saying: spoiling a child is like killing him.
If the family hadn't been so overindulgent in spoiling their youngest son, how could such a disaster have happened?
Zhao Youcai was extremely grateful for that unintentional trip up the mountain, which resulted in capturing an enemy agent and gaining him a powerful backer. Otherwise, his entire family would have been ruined by this stupid son today.
Ignoring the unbearable pain all over his body, Zhao Jianfei gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of Zhao Youcai, kowtowing repeatedly.
Whether it was from pain or fear, or perhaps both, Zhao Jianfei's pleading voice was tinged with tears.
"Dad, I was wrong. I misunderstood and made a mistake. I will never do it again."
Zhao Jianfei was genuinely terrified.
My own father is truly capable of the heroic act of turning against his own family; he will show no mercy when dealing with his own son.
Unfortunately, Zhao Youcai's heart was broken, and Zhao Jianhua, who came with him, was even more furious.
"You're the one who said you'd never acknowledge us, your own brothers, or your own father again. Now you've even plotted to harm us, and you still expect us to forgive you? Zhao Jianfei, you're worse than an animal!"
Zhao Youcai really wanted to ignore everything and send his stupid son to jail, but this guy was a college student whom his whole family had tightened their belts and gritted their teeth to support.
The whole family division thing has already become a joke. If we send another cultured young man to prison, what will become of our reputation?
When the time comes, everyone will see him and whisper behind his back, "Look at this old man, so what if he can make money? He still raised a good son who ended up in jail."
Just thinking about it made Zhao Youcai feel dizzy and his vision blurred.
This stain must not be left behind. Look at this brat, after taking this beating, he seems much more obedient now.
It's hard to say how much of that honest, obedient, pitiful, and helpless demeanor was genuine. But it has to be said, this was a handle that Zhao Jianfei himself handed over.
If he dares to cause trouble again, whether it's his father or his other sons, they can report him to the police anytime. They just need to preserve the evidence beforehand, in case he tries to deny it later.
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