Global Film Emperor

Chapter 163 Death of the Whole Family

In 1943, in Jiangmen, Guangdong, Jia Helong was sixteen years old.

The war on the mainland had not yet reached this ordinary village. Everyone only knew that there was a war and many people had died, so they dared not go far, let alone go to any county town.

These days were destined to be boring for Jia Helong. As he grew older, he became increasingly burly, standing over 1.8 meters tall and weighing 170 kilograms, stronger than his father and brother.

But the villagers began to dislike him more and more. No one would like someone who did nothing all day and was idle. Moreover, he was so strong. If he had any ambition, he could have followed his father and brother to go out to sea to fish and come back to find a wife.

At the age of fifteen, he separated from his parents and lived in an abandoned old house in the village. This old house was left behind by an old man in the village who had died. As for the old man's children, they had been there before, but no one knew where they went.

Some say their children joined the army and died on the battlefield, while others say they fled to the other side of the strait, became successful, and abandoned the elderly man.

In short, this dilapidated old house, which seemed about to be blown away by storms, became Jia Helong's new home, where he could move in without spending a penny.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The barking of the dog outside woke Jia Helong up. He muttered a curse under his breath, put on his tattered shoes, pushed open the door, looked up at the sun, and guessed that it was already midday.

"Who!"

"Ah Long! Ah Long! Come home quickly! Your dad and your brother went out to sea yesterday and haven't come back yet!"

Yu Shu shouted from outside the door. The girl who used to wear a tattered dress for eight or nine years and had a red ribbon in her hair had grown into a graceful young woman, but her skin was still so dark. They were children of the sea, and this skin color was their natural color.

"If he didn't come back, he didn't come back! What's all the noise about! Is he dead?"

"Didn't you know it rained last night?"

They were all villagers, and in those days they were all dirt poor, so the villagers were very united. Yu Shu's father and Jia Helong's father had been playing together since they were little, which is why Yu Shu ran over to call Jia Helong.

The two were childhood sweethearts, having grown up together. However, Jia Helong was too unruly and not liked by adults, and he also treated Yu Shu very badly.

Even so, it seems that Yu Shu still has some inexplicable feelings for Jia Helong, and after Jia Helong entered puberty, he also began to have some romantic feelings for Yu Shu, or perhaps some sexual impulses.

Even Yu Shu's father disliked Jia Helong, even though he was his good brother's son. A matchmaker from the next village had already arranged a marriage for them, but Jia Helong ruined it, which made Yu Shu's father even more disgusted with him.

"It's so noisy! I'm going to get dressed!"

Jia Helong vaguely realized the seriousness of the problem, but due to his lack of family values, he did not show any impatience. Instead, he slowly put on his clothes and followed Yu Shu back.

From a distance, he saw many people gathered in front of his house. When they saw Jia Helong arrive, they made way for him. In fact, it was not so much that they disliked Jia Helong, but rather that they were afraid of him.

He heard his mother's wailing. He hated that sound, and he hated that his mother didn't come to him even after such a big thing happened, and that he had to let outsiders come to find him.

He at least shares the surname Jia. Even if his views are somewhat limited, he has lived with his father and brother for over a decade, so he will still go looking for them.

"Stop crying! What are you crying about! Where is everyone?!"

"I don't know, I don't know. Ah Long, your father and brother are missing."

"I knew it was missing! Why didn't you tell me yesterday? All you did was cry!"

The mother sat on the ground, her eyes vacant. She had asked everyone in the village to search for him, but she hadn't asked this son. Not only did Jia Helong hate her, but she also loathed this wicked son.

"Found it! Found it!"

Eighteen-year-old Arong ran over, covered in sweat, his hands on his knees, sweat streaming down his face, indicating he had run a long distance.

"Brother Qiang has been swept up, he's been swept up from the Shiyan Village area, that's it."

"What is it?" Jia Helong interrupted impatiently when he saw Arong hesitating to speak. Their village and Shiyan Village had a very bad relationship, they were sworn enemies. How bad was their enmity? They didn't even agree to marriage alliances.

Moreover, they are not far apart, only about an hour's walk away. The two villages have fought many times over food. The fact that they found Jia Heqiang's body this time probably doesn't mean anything good.

"They want fifty yuan, or they'll throw Brother Qiang back into the sea."

"Ah Qiang!!!"

The only thing that kept her alive was her eldest son. She had been beaten by her husband for decades, and she was able to endure it all because of him. Now that her son is dead, her emotional support has collapsed.

Also crying was Jia Helong's sister-in-law, who was even more distressed than Jia Helong's mother, collapsing to the ground. Jia Helong's six-year-old nephew grabbed his mother and cried loudly, which greatly disturbed Jia Helong.

"Stop crying! You old bastard Lei, if you dare take my money, I'll kill your whole family!"

This year's famine in Guangdong has killed many people. Although those who rely on seafood have also been affected, they are still able to survive. But they want money? No one in the village has earned any money this year, and they want fifty yuan in legal tender. Isn't this outrageous?
Jia Helong's eyes turned red. He glanced around, grabbed a woodcutter's knife, and ran towards Shiyan Village. He was just that impulsive, always resorting to violence to solve problems. How dare they slap him, Jia Helong, in the face?
"Ah Long! Ah Long!"

Yu Shu shouted from behind, trying to stop Jia Helong, but was it possible? The villagers saw that Jia Helong was going to cause trouble, and after a moment of silence, they went home to get their weapons and followed him. After all, Jia Helong was a villager, and they couldn't let outsiders bully him.

Thus began a massive brawl involving over two hundred people, all with one goal: to retrieve Jia Heqiang's body and take it home.

To be honest, Jia Helong was a heartless man. He had no sense of chivalry about not hitting women or children. He had seen his father beat his mother and had also been influenced by his father beating him. He had no concept of such things. No matter who it was or how old they were, he would beat them without hesitation.

He kicked through the fence of the outermost house. The man of the house was not there, only a woman holding a child. When she saw Jia Helong, this burly man, barging into the house with a fierce look on her face, she was about to shout when Jia Helong kicked her.

"You old scoundrel, you dare ask me for money? I'll make sure you can't even live a decent life!"

Because of the dampness by the sea, there was a brazier burning in the house. Jia Helong kicked the person onto the bed, and soon the bedsheets burst into flames. He set the house on fire.

"You idiot! What are you doing!"

The neighbor next door seemed to have heard the noise, and a man barged in. Without hesitation, Jia Helong raised his hand and slashed at the man's face with his knife.

Blood splattered everywhere. Jia Helong didn't even glance at the man, kicked him aside, and ran towards the next house. At the same time, the villagers from the same village rushed over and joined the battle without saying a word.

Just seeing this sixteen-year-old Jia Jiazhong, burly and strong, wielding a machete and cutting down anyone he could, not only the people of Shiyan Village, but also the people of the same village were terrified.

A fight between people from two villages would inevitably result in death, but in such a chaotic era, a few lives were not worth much.

The battle ended with Shiyan Village admitting defeat. Jia Helong, covered in blood, pushed open the ancestral hall of Shiyan Village. His elder brother was simply thrown into the courtyard of the ancestral hall, covered with a white cloth, and left to rot in the sun.

"Arong! Arong! Take my brother away! Take him home!"

"how about you?"

"They came here for nothing! Now I want their money! I'll make them pay to save their lives!"

Jia Helong's village was broke, and Shiyan Village was probably broke too, so they could only offer food and supplies to settle the debt. Moreover, Jia Helong wasn't stupid; he went from house to house asking for money, but he didn't take everything. If he took everything, the villagers would have no way to survive and would fight him to the death.

When he returned with the rest of the villagers, carrying a cart full of goods, he found his home in complete chaos.

His mother hanged herself.

Today, apart from Jia Helong and his six-year-old nephew, the entire Jia family has perished.

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(End of this chapter)