Spring is a peaceful season, and singing and laughing is normal. However, it is also often the time of greatest conflict because farming is the most busy at this time.
Zheng Ruoying is quiet and reserved. She just wanted to take care of her father's worries, so she forced herself to pursue a career in business. This kind of temperament also makes her treat the tenant farmers and farmers of the Zheng family very generously. In times of disaster, her compassion is overflowing, which relieves them of a lot of burdens.
Lao Cai and Zheng Yiqian also taught her that to be kind to those who win against others, you must be able to use both kindness and power. Blindly trying to please will only lead to contempt from your subordinates. Naturally, you need to be able to use methods to deal with disobedient people. She doesn't advocate violence, but she also knows that when dealing with these fearless villagers, without using violence, you can't teach them a lesson. In their eyes, they will just think you are easy to bully, and then they will slap you in the face.
It's been years since a small family messed with a big family. This group of people is becoming more and more courageous. Lao Cai has said that if you don't teach them a lesson, they will forget what they are doing.
A group of people from the Zheng family came to declare their sovereignty. They had no place to vent their force, so they left with regret. If you dare to mess with Tai Sui with just one word, she will settle it!
He Lu didn't find anyone to blame him for the whole day. He Baozheng smiled and said that his thick waist was really good, and Shanshui and the others didn't dare to let go.
Seeing that nothing happened, He Baozheng went to Xiayuan Yaoxia Village to pick up the mosquito coil molds fired yesterday. Yesterday's scene made his slightly hardened blood vessels fill up again, and it felt so good to have his blood pumping. His ancestors served as Baozheng and led the villagers to resist foreign aggression for the benefit of the village. However, his generation was powerless and had no chance. The feeling of leading everyone in a fight made him really feel like a Baozheng.
When we went there, because we were following the Zheng family, no one dared to touch the tiger’s butt. But when I came back, I met some people who didn’t have eyesight!
Shanshui is the only way to Helu. People in Shanshui don't dare to offend the Zheng family, but they are not afraid of the people in Helu. Some of them discovered He Baozheng last night, and many people even recognized that the person they were besieging was Liang Chuan of He Lu. He used to be a little beggar who passed by the entrance of their village wearing ragged clothes every day, and was now a tiger-fighting hero.
How can a beggar become a tiger-fighting hero? Just like the skinny Yang Chun on the street cannot become the number one scholar, they have seen the scenery of Liangchuan parading in the streets, but they do not believe that this little beggar can kill a tiger.
As soon as He Baozheng pulled a cart of pottery molds to the entrance of Shanshui Village, he was stopped by someone who wanted to stop him. He Baozheng is no longer the country bumpkin who only knows how to farm. He has also been to the county government and dealt with many people. .
As the saying goes, standing on the second floor can see the garbage on the ground, but standing on the twentieth floor can see the beautiful scenery of the world. The higher a person's vision is, the less he will stick to trivial matters. How could He Baozheng care about these mud-legged people now?
"He Jialuo, you old boy is now turning your elbows outward, and you are acting like a fool with the little beggars from other places. Were you the one who reported the news yesterday?"
Baozheng of Shanshui made an impassioned speech to question He Baozheng. Several juniors of Shanshui stood next to him, holding fighting tools such as hammers and hatchets in their hands, and they all stared at He Baozheng with unkind expressions.
Their faces were more or less covered with bruises, and the corners of some eyes were swollen to half their height. Except for this Baozheng, no one was perfect. There was nothing he could do today, and he didn't want to get through here safely, eat a meal, and make up for the loss next time.
He Baozheng looked down on this group of people, and when he saw them losing money, he felt even more happy. He had a sly smile on his face: "I mean, Qiyou, you are not young anymore, and you still have such a big temper. Be careful of getting angry."
This Shanshui Baozheng named Chen Qiyou dared to make fun of himself when he heard about this shabby housewife who strictly controlled his wife, and he was even trembling with anger.
"He Jialuo, you are so shameless. Damn it, don't show your shame by peeing and showing off your old donkey-skinned face. If you don't tell me clearly about the canal diversion today, why are you lying back?" Lu!" Chen Qiyou had a stern look on his face, obviously very angry with He Baozheng.
"Ho ho!" He Baozheng seemed to have heard some funny joke, "What do I think it is? You young people, don't look at me like I'm lying to you, okay? You guys are doing this while I'm Bao Zheng. His mother is still on the wall!”
He Baozhao was not dead. One sentence made several young people so angry that they exploded into three corpses. The four of them shouted and wanted to come up to show He Baozhao, but Chen Qiyou stopped them.
"Why didn't I realize you were so smart before? He Jialuo, you have become very capable recently, and we have some friendship. If you don't give me some confidence today, you won't be able to get through this road. Do you believe it?"
"I still don't believe it. Old Chen said that you are shameless. The water is drawn from a waterwheel made by someone else. Why should I let you use it? You have the nerve to say it. I am ashamed for you. Don't say it. Come on, get out of my way, I have to rush back to do business!"
"Do your mother's business, come on!" The four young men grabbed the hammers and jumped onto the oxcart. They grabbed He Baozheng off, and the hammers fell on He Baozheng like a rainstorm of pear blossoms. He curled up on the ground and protected his head tightly. It would be okay if he was hit in other places, but if he was hit in the head, he would be half disabled if not dead.
He Baozheng was out for the day, and he should be back in the afternoon, but he waited and waited but didn't see him. An unknown intuition lingered in his heart. His intuition told him that something must have happened. There was a fight yesterday. .
One of the characteristics of rural fighting is that you must retaliate. No matter whether you are a teacher who is famous or you take the initiative to provoke, if you suffer a loss, you must get it back. If someone hurts me a thousand, I will repay you twice as much! Yesterday, several Shanshui villagers were injured by him. Fan Dianyuan and the others also beat them badly. How could they let it go so easily?
The answer is obvious.
Liang Chuan spread his legs and ran towards Xinghua. As soon as he ran out of the entrance of Helu Village, he saw He Baozheng's old green ox in the distance, walking slowly towards Helu, but there was no old He driving the car!
Oh shit!
Liang Chuan rushed over as quickly as possible to hold the cow's rope. The old cow stopped as soon as the rope was pulled. Liang Chuan looked back and saw that He Baozheng was covered in blood and lying motionless in the truck bed like a dead corpse. If he had been humming in a low voice, as if there was nothing in his mouth, Liang Chuan would have thought he was It's a dead man.
"Old He, Old He!" Liang Chuan shook He Baozheng's body, anxious as to how He Baozheng would explain to the Wang family and his daughter unexpectedly.
"Stop shaking, or it will fall apart..." He Baozheng raised his eyelids with all his strength, glanced at Liang Chuan, and fainted again.
He can still speak, which means his injuries are not life-threatening. Liang Chuan jumped on the bullock cart, picked up the bullwhip and waved it a few times, and drove the bullock cart home. After He Sanshu finished plowing the land in the tea garden, he came back from the mountain. The last time my injury was healed by Uncle He, it was like a dead horse being treated as a living horse. Now I have to go to Fengshan to see a doctor. It's already dark when I get to Fengshan.
Lao He might be doing this because of people from the previous villages. Now he wants to go over there? Is it passable? .
Sanshu He usually has a kind smile on his face and is cheerful when meeting everyone. When I saw He Baozheng's appearance today, his face became sad and gloomy, and he muttered: "Why do you beat people like this for committing evil?"
Uncle San's medical skills were first seen in treating cattle. He first looked at people's bodies to see if there were any large bleeding wounds. For small wounds, he applied the white bamboo scraped from moso bamboo to stop bleeding. I pinched the bones on my body inch by inch with my hands to confirm whether there were any fractures. Fortunately, the forearm was broken, and the rest was just bruises, nothing serious.
Uncle San prepared a dose of trauma medicine for cow leggings. Liang Chuan used this medicine last time and it healed very quickly.
After dealing with Liang Chuan first, she took He Baozheng home. When Wang saw that her man was beaten like this, although they were always stumbling around, the two had been husband and wife for decades and they were of the same mind. In human form, the man holding him cried heartbrokenly! The sound penetrated the house wall, and all the village girls under the camphor tree could hear it clearly.
Fengying likes to talk about the affairs of He Baozheng's family when she has nothing to do. When there is a movement, she immediately puts her ear to the wall and is ready to listen to the corner.
As a result, she didn't hear what she expected, but heard the unfortunate news that He Baozheng had been beaten and disabled!
It was like a thunder on Pinghu. Fengying came back immediately and informed all the women in the village. "Sisters, something bad happened, Jialuo was injured!" When all the women heard the news, they immediately became furious. No need to think about it, it must be the gang from last night who came to take revenge!
This is what village fighting is like, you will always get back your losses.
This group of women rushed directly into He Baozheng's home. Liang Chuan did not expect that these women were so well-informed, and each of them was murderous, ready to find someone to fight to the death.
He Baozhengren was in a daze but was woken up by the big noise.
"Who did this?"
"What the hell, when I came back from Xinghua, I was blocked by Shanshui Chen Qiyou and his people..." He Baozheng said it halfway before everyone understood.
It turns out that it was those bird people from Shanshui who did it! Liang Chuan's fists couldn't help but clenched, but it was no longer a trivial matter if it became a big deal. .
If they fight with open swords and guns, they will be cowardly, and they will shoot cold arrows to kill the lone ones. For a moment, everyone was furious and shouted at Liang Chuan: "Sanlang, we can't let this matter go. You lead us to find the Shanshui gang." People settle accounts!”
There is no end to the fighting in the countryside. Either one party is completely defeated, or the government intervenes to mediate. The two seem to be more reliable in the front. What can the county magistrate do if he becomes the government? It’s not just peace and harmony, the gap between the villages is getting bigger and bigger, the hatred between the villages is getting deeper and deeper, and the responsibility of the government cannot be shied away from!
Liang Chuan thought over and over again and said to these village girls: "Take your guys and follow me! You must not do anything without my order!"
