Rural fighting is a sad past event that cannot be ignored in the history of rural development in my country. Behind the fighting, there are often shadows of rural clans. For example, most of the people in Helu Village have the surname He, and the surname He can be considered prestigious in the village, but Helu is already a village where the influence of clan power is extremely weak.
He Baozheng can't even handle his family affairs, let alone manage this small village where everyone is in trouble. He has not even had much dealings with the government, and his intimidation power in the village is quite low.
Rural areas under the control of clans will help the villagers of the clan cope with various unreasonable corvees and taxes imposed by the government. Pay and receive are directly proportional, and clans will also use violence to protect the interests of the group. Fierce fighting will break out between different villages and tribes around land, water sources, minerals, mountains and forests, and even weddings.
Liang Chuan heard from the older generation that after the Hakkas moved south to Lingnan, the two major clan forces, the Hakkas, had a twelve-year-long large-scale armed struggle during the Xianfeng and Tongzhi years of the Qing Dynasty because of the land. Both sides suffered nearly six losses. , 700,000 people! What is this concept? In the entire Ming Dynasty, only a few hundred thousand soldiers and civilians died at the hands of Japanese pirates. The internal strife between the two clans killed no less than this number of people, which is a huge loss for our nation.
He Lu has not had such a big event for many years, because the people in He Lu are too weak and have no interests worth fighting with others. Everyone is equally poor. There is no one to take the lead in the armed fight. The scene of the armed fight is often a few people fighting alone against others. They will suffer even more losses if they go back and forth. It is better to settle down and be a tortoise.
It was common knowledge in the village that He Baozheng couldn't even fight his wife. How could he be expected to take the lead in finding people from other villages to fight for his life?
But people will change. After He Baozheng led a group of women to find a new way out, a sense of justice and responsibility grew more and more in his heart and thoughts. Their village has lived a hard life for too long, and fortune telling The experts have said that they will live a good life, is it his turn to be the guarantor and lead everyone to live a good life together? . This was what he hoped in his heart. Even if he got Liang Chuan's favor, he was the guarantor of this side.
He Baozheng waved his bullwhip and whipped the cow's back hard. Lao Niu and He Baozheng had spent their lives working hard, and today they drove back and forth for dozens of miles. At night, they were beaten to death by this old guy. Old Qing Niu was I haven't received this kind of treatment in many years. After a lifetime of running around, I still have a certain status in the family. I am also getting older and can no longer withstand such torture. The old Qingniu was moaning from the census.
The oxcart is getting closer and closer to the sugar cane field, and the noise in the field is getting louder and louder. Looking from a distance, next to the diversion channel in the sugar cane field, two groups of people, one on the left and one on the right, are menacingly carrying various farm tools. , standing on both sides of the aqueduct and yelling at each other in the distance. They were all farmers wearing tattered linen shirts. Because it was dark, Liang Chuan couldn't see their faces clearly.
As they approached, Liang Chuan could hear their accents. Zheng Ruoying's group of tenant farmers spoke with strong northwest accents and were insulting these local villagers.
Liang Chuan secretly shouted: "No, it's Fan Dianyuan and his gang of people from the northwest who are in trouble!"
Since Yiguan's migration to the south, land conflicts in southern China have become more and more serious. There is a term called the dispute between natives and guests, which becomes more and more severe as you go south. Small groups of three or five will fight in groups. The seriousness is comparable to the civil war, and the number of people can reach up to 100,000. Hundreds of thousands of people, extremely scary.
The people on the canal were furious, and Liang Chuan was waving the farm tools in his hands with all his teeth and claws, but it was just a war of words. No one from the two groups took the lead, and they cursed each other.
"Your mother, no wonder I always thought that the water in the field was gone. Tu Xingsun drank it. He blocked so much water in the afternoon. When I got up early the next morning, I saw that the whole field was covered with water. There is no water foam at all! Damn you, you came to my land to steal water!"
"Steal your mother's balls. You guys didn't scoop this water up from the Nanxi River. The water downstream of us was intercepted by you. Where can we get water? You few foreign guest editors have come to us. Our land uses our water, and you still show off your power here, and I can’t kill you, my stepmother!”
"Your mother's mouth is being slapped by you. There is so much water in this mother's stream. Instead of fetching water, you lazy idiots are thinking about the water in our canals. You have the nerve to play ball. What's the boundary of your land? So, you poor guy, you have the ability to yell at Mr. Zheng? I'm afraid you won't be able to show off your skills like a hoe here!"
"You're playing tricks on your mother, what nonsense are you talking about? Can you please stop your mother's barking? I can't understand you!"
The two people were scolding each other passionately, and their faces were a little ferocious under the firelight. They were holding their own guys tightly in their hands, ready to do it at any time. Although these villagers were armed with land, their dissipation was also quite astonishing. The timid villagers hid in the crowd and followed the booing, but their legs ruthlessly betrayed their cowardly nature.
Liang Chuan and He Baozheng hurriedly got off the ox cart, tied it to the roadside, and drove towards the fields.
He Baozheng was not as skilled as Liang Chuan. When he arrived, he didn't understand the situation yet. The ground was uneven and he stepped on a lump of soil. He staggered and almost jumped out. Fortunately, there was a confrontation with the villagers in front of him. He reflexively grabbed the clothes and legs of the person in front. He missed the clothes and pushed the person instead.
This push was like opening Pandora's box. The domino effect caused the people in front to push one by one and squeeze forward. The person in the front row who was standing by the ditch was unlucky enough to be pushed into the ditch by someone from behind!
The current atmosphere was already tense, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out. All it needed was a trigger. He Baozheng's move undoubtedly escalated the situation suddenly. The person who fell into the water subconsciously waved the thing in his hand, and a blind man directly greeted Fan Dianyuan and his group of northwest people!
"Damn it, I call your mother Osmanthus fragrans. Let's fight with them and beat them out!" Fan Dianyuan has always valued peace and would never take the initiative to stir up trouble, but today he is too angry. The locals have been bullied to the point of being bullied. If they give in any further, they will only push forward and won't be able to survive without fighting!
For a moment, the scene was out of control. Both sides were waving knives, hoes, and rakes at the people on the opposite side. Roaring, shouting, wailing, and various ghostly sounds could be heard. Some were waving torches and smashing directly at each other. Sparks flew everywhere.
The peaceful and quiet small mountain village was covered in haze by the bloody armed fighting. He Baozheng had never seen such a chaotic and huge scene in his life. To be honest, these few acres of bad land on the north bank were nothing worth fighting for, and everyone was in peace. It's been decades since this happened, and everyone knows how much money they have in each family and village. Is there anything to argue about?
The situation was not right now. He was at the back of the fighting crowd. The people in front were fighting to the point of not recognizing each other. If he went in, he would definitely follow them to the end.
Where did Saburo go?
Liang Chuan had come a long time ago, why could he not be found in the blink of an eye? He didn't want Liang Chuan to be hurt by these villagers who were beating him crazy. There were still so many big things in the village that he needed to decide on, and he couldn't let anything happen to him.
Liang Chuan originally wanted to squeeze into the crowd and squeeze into the middle to mediate the conflict between the two groups. Unexpectedly, as soon as he squeezed in, someone from behind seemed to push him. The people behind him all pressed forward, and a fight broke out!
At first, the group of people on Liang Chuan's side thought that Liang Chuan was one of their own. After all, they were standing behind them, and there was a ditch in front of them so they couldn't come over. However, after taking a closer look, someone found that something was wrong. This person had never been seen before. .
You must know that this kind of fighting between villages is all within the clan. The seven aunts, eight aunts, and uncles of each family will recognize them all. Whenever a stranger appears, it means that this person has sneaked in and is the enemy on the opposite side!
The person who spotted Liang Chuan immediately shouted, "Be careful, there's another one behind you!"
Liang Chuan did not expect that they thought he was one of Fan Dianyuan's group. Several villagers' eyes lit up when they saw that they had no guy in their hands. It was not easy for two people to fight with each other with a guy, and it was not easy to deal with a lone guy without a guy. Yes, it's not easy yet.
Fighting is also a technical job! Everyone knows that it is best to bully those who are alone!
Everyone was picking on the weak, and three or five villagers turned the boat around and headed towards Liangchuan to fight.
"Everyone has something to say. Don't fight or kill people. If someone loses his life later, the government will be alerted!" Liang Chuan said with a bitter look on his face as he tried to persuade the people who rushed towards him.
Not only did Liang Chuan's words have no effect, they also irritated these villagers. Being soft-spoken means being submissive, and they are afraid in their hearts. If they don't beat this fallen dog, they will be a fool!
"Speaking of your mother, even if I beat you to death, the government will not pursue you!"
Since it's hard to persuade a hanged man with good words, don't blame me for being rude. Liang Chuan's eyes flashed with a stern look, he hasn't stretched his muscles for a long time, you are asking for it.
A middle-aged man wielded an iron rake, swung it until it was full moon, and hit Liang Chuan hard from top to bottom. If he was hit by the rake this time, he would definitely die. Liang Chuan couldn't help but feel angry in his heart. Ransheng, you stepbrothers dare to be so arrogant when you steal people's water. You are beating people to death.
The iron rake swung down from the air. Liang Chuan did not dodge or dodge, he stretched out his left hand, preparing the trajectory of the iron rake falling with his eyes, and caught it forcefully. He held the rake handle tightly with his hand and pulled hard. The middle-aged man who was wielding the rake was pulled by Liang Chuan. He flew out and fell to the ground, eating a mouthful of mud.
Liang Chuan held the iron rake in his hand and kicked off the rake head. He was holding a bare rake handle and a long wooden stick in his hand. The two people who rushed towards Liang Chuan released the strong man just now and cowered immediately when they saw Liang Chuan.
"Stop it!" Liang Chuan stood in the chaotic crowd and shouted. The sound was like spring thunder that struck me and exploded on the ground. Everyone was stunned at that time and turned to look at Liang Chuan, wondering what happened.
"Which one of you will fucking attack me again, don't blame me for being rude!" Liang Chuan glanced around everyone. His words were meant for everyone to hear. His tone was so arrogant that some people's eyes turned red. The son then angered these villagers.
"Hit him!"
Except for Fan Dianyuan and his group, everyone else at the scene came to Liang Chuan. There were three floors inside and three floors outside. Fan Dianyuan and the others stopped when they found out that this was Liang Sanlang. But the others didn't know him, so they turned to besiege Liang Chuan.
He Baozheng discovered Liang Chuan. When he saw something was wrong, he immediately ran to the village to call someone!
Liang Chuan snorted: "You are looking for death!"
A figure was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. The wooden stick in Liang Chuan's hand was comparable to Wei Tuo's demon pestle. The guy in the villager's hand knocked lightly with it and was knocked away. He looked down at the tiger's mouth. Full of blood, a pair of blood trembling.
Liang Chuan did not attack their bodies. A hit would be fatal. He just knocked their weapons away slightly as a sign of respect. A group of people built and chopped around Liang Chuan, but they couldn't get close to Liang Chuan, and several hatchets were knocked away.
Liangchuan was surrounded in Gaixin, and this group of unknown villagers couldn't attack it for a long time!
Not far away, there was another noise, and a large number of torches indicated that a large number of people were coming here.
This group of villagers were secretly frightened when they saw it. Even one damn person can't handle it. If there are so many people coming, we won't have to go back at night.
"I just heard the new group of people shouting: Don't panic, Saburo, we are here to save you!"
Hearing this sound, all the villagers who had been stealing water turned pale. They knew that these people were enemies and not helpers. They suffered a big loss at night. One of the leaders said bitterly: "Everyone, retreat!"
