Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Chapter 143 The Difficulty of Travel

The group stormed into Li Dong's house, only to find that the kid had vanished again, along with Zhou Ergou and Wang Kai.

"Damn, those bastards, they're really fast!"

"Li Yuegang, can't you control your son? Stop causing trouble for no reason."

"I spent all day gathering snails and eagerly brought them over, and he just said he didn't want them anymore? Isn't that just playing games with me?"

Inside the Li family courtyard.

Li Yue kept his head down, remaining silent like a quail, his heart filled with resentment.

A bunch of fickle plants that bend with the wind.

When my older brother was around, I didn't dare to utter a sound, but now I'm showing off like a jerk.

Li Yuejin is the same; he makes a big fuss over trivial matters, even to the point of wanting to divide the family property, making himself a laughing stock and leaving his son unable to return home.

And Sun Xiaoqin.

I don't know what's gotten into him these past few days. He's stopped cooking, stopped taking care of the household chores, and even when his son had an accident, he hid in the house pretending to be dead.

"What are you yelling about?"

Li Yuegang's mother came out of the house, hands on her hips, glaring at him. "In business, we are the buyers. If we don't want it, can you force us to buy it?"

"Aunt Li, isn't that a bit much?" someone retorted. "Li Dong swore in front of everyone that he would take as much as he could get."

Li Yuegang's mother rolled her eyes: "Who let Xikouyingzi run away? Who let Zhang Wenshan not tell my Dongzi how to preserve snails overnight? Go find them."

How dare you talk like that?

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiulian immediately became displeased and stepped out from the crowd.

"My fourth son isn't Li Dong's father, why should I tell him?"

"Your grandson is like a toad, always hanging around my fourth son. My fourth son doesn't even bother to talk to him, but he still insists on coming closer!"

"This is no longer the time for Zhang Wenshan to beg my grandson to play cards—"

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. What about the story of Li Dong cheating at cards?"

"If you catch someone cheating, you're just blaming others for your own bad luck."

"Then why do Li Dong and his two friends keep winning money?" someone who had lost money immediately stood up.

Faced with the accusations of the crowd, Li Yuegang's mother was gradually defeated and eventually sat down on the ground.

"Old Li, come up here quickly! We, a widow and her children, have been bullied to death."

The scene immediately fell silent. The people who had come to demand an explanation looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

In rural areas, fighting is all about equality.

When children fight, adults don't intervene.

The woman pulls her hair, and the man can only watch.

Even if a family is in the right, they will still be accused of bullying a widow and her children who have lost their husbands.

"Stop arguing!"

At the critical moment, Zhou Bingren walked in, his serious tone calming the chaos on the scene.

"I'm here today not for the snails or the card game, but to deal with Li Dong breaking into the brigade's warehouse and stealing collective property."

"What? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Li Yuegang's mother's cries stopped abruptly, and she looked around blankly.

This is a very serious crime.

Meeting countless indifferent gazes, she immediately had a bad feeling.

"Secretary, there must be some misunderstanding here. Dongzi isn't that kind of person. It must be Zhou Ergou. That kid has been a troublemaker since he was a child, and Wang Kai is rotten to the core too—"

"You're talking nonsense! It's clearly Li Dong who's never home with my son."

"My Xiao Kai used to be so sensible, it's only because he played with Li Dong that he turned out like this."

On Tuesday, both Zhou Ergou and Wang Kai's family immediately came forward to deny the allegations.

"They're the ones who corrupted my Dongzi."

"It's Li Dong—"

Seeing that another argument was about to break out, the old Party Secretary roared, "Shut up, all of you!"

"The matter has been investigated and the evidence is conclusive. Considering that they wanted to build a well, we will not report it to higher authorities this time, but only issue a notice of criticism within the village."

"If there's a next time, I'll personally take them to the police station."

He paused, then continued, "As for who the mastermind is, we'll talk about that once we find them."

Zhou Bingren sighed inwardly.

This is the best he can do right now.

Since the land was distributed, everyone has become more assertive, and the power of the brigade cadres has gradually shrunk, limited to conveying policies, collecting and retaining funds, and issuing certificates.

If it weren't for the drought, he would have had a hard time organizing people.

Otherwise, Li Yuegang's family wouldn't be so arrogant now; in the past, they would have been dealt with long ago.

I don't know what to do next.

If we really had to choose someone like Li Yuegang as a cadre—

The moment the thought arose, Zhou Bingren's newly formed ambition vanished without a trace.

He sighed, put his hands behind his back, and left.

Seeing this, no one wanted to stay any longer, and they all dispersed.

"A bunch of snobs."

Li Yuegang's mother got up from the ground, spat at everyone's backs, and then looked at her son.

"Are you fucking mute?"

"How can I say that?" Li Yue raised his head, his tone full of impatience. "If I offend everyone, how am I supposed to keep my oil mill running?"

Upon hearing this, his mother was furious and turned to yell into the house, "Your wife is lying on the kang pretending to be dead again, and that unfilial son Li Yuejin—"

Zhang Wenshan was unaware of what was happening in the village.

He's currently struggling through the woods, his stomach rumbling.

It hadn't rained for days, and the heat in the deep mountains was completely different from that outside.

Inside the dense forest, the heat couldn't escape at all; it was all trapped inside. It wasn't completely devoid of moisture, so walking through it felt like being in a steamer.

Zhang Wenshan was soaked through, and his pace was slower than expected.

"Looks like today was a complete waste of time."

He stopped, wiped the sweat from his face, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

At this rate, even if we find the place, there won't be enough time to search it thoroughly before we have to return.

It's too dangerous in the mountains after dark.

"Brother Shanzi, the road is getting harder and harder to walk. Should we still go on?" Lang Qiuping asked, panting. "If we go any further, we won't be able to get back before dark."

He added, "My aunt told me to remind you."

"We're almost there." Zhang Wenshan glanced at the location marked by the system and pointed to the bushes ahead, saying, "The place where people saw deer is just ahead."

Because he needed to bring people up with him, he made up a random excuse.

He only said he was going up the mountain to try his luck and see if he could find deer antlers, which would be perfect as gifts.

Lang Qiuping glanced at it and, seeing that it wasn't far away, immediately nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that I can go back.

He was really afraid that Shanzi wouldn't leave, and then he wouldn't be able to explain it to his aunt.

After passing through the bushes, the view suddenly opened up.

Before me lay a dense, secluded abyss, the air thick with the mingled smells of earth and decaying vegetation.

"Brother Shanzi, it doesn't seem so hot here anymore," Lang Qiuping said, wiping the sweat from his face.

"There's probably a water source nearby." Zhang Wenshan looked around and frowned.

The tree canopy overhead was dense, and sunlight filtered through, leaving only dappled spots of light. There was no sound of flowing water nearby, only the chirping of insects and their breathing.

"strangeness."

He glanced at the system intelligence again.

The location where the deer antler fell is correct, and based on the animal's activity path, the destination of its migration should also be nearby.

Logically, there should be a water source.

Otherwise, how did the system make that judgment?

Just then, Lang Qiuping's voice suddenly rang out: "Brother Shanzi, is that the deer antler you were talking about?"