Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Look... Xiao Zhang, what do you all think? Should we just let this matter drop?"

After being suppressed for an entire afternoon, Huang Guangzu spoke with renewed confidence.

The way Zhang Dexing is addressed has also changed.

He already felt that Zhang Dexing was talking nonsense, even though the cattle were the property of the brigade.

But if someone needs help, they can always call in.

Even when his daughter-in-law moved, everyone had to pull the old ox to help.

If Lu Weiguo is really punished, it will be inconvenient for everyone in the future.

I originally thought that Lu Weiguo, that gambling addict, was planning to fatten up cattle and then kill them to sell as meat.

Unexpectedly, he actually did something decent.

"Could harm the public interest..."

"Isn't this all about working for everyone's benefit? Everyone's benefit is what truly matters, just like what little Zhao said."

It's getting late; we can talk about it tomorrow.

The words may be rough, but the meaning is sound; everyone could tell that this was an attempt to give Zhang Dexing a way out.

"But he sells meat, he's a speculator..."

Zhang Dexing wanted to say more about Lu Weiguo's issues.

But by this time, everyone had already set their sights on the hazel mushrooms hanging on the roof beams of their homes.

They all jogged home, afraid that the hazel mushrooms would be gnawed by mice.

Who's in the mood to listen to his rambling?

If we hadn't mentioned the oxcart before, and had only talked about speculation and profiteering, then Lu Weiguo might have actually been arrested.

Reform and opening up will begin soon.

The news of the leader's study visit to a neighboring country last year had already been widely publicized.

The darkness before dawn is precisely when speculation and profiteering are most strictly cracked down upon.

But he listened to Wu Jian's advice and made up a bunch of empty and pretentious titles.

It seems more serious, but in reality, it's completely unfounded.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Zhang Dexing seemed to realize something and kicked Wu Jian, who was still rolling on the ground, hard.

He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Then let's talk about it again tomorrow. But since he has accepted the punishment, this matter cannot be left unresolved."

"Punish him! Definitely punish him! Then let him cut more hay and feed the cows for a few more days."

Huang Guangzu rubbed his hands together and gave a punishment that wasn't really a punishment.

"This...okay then..."

"No!"

Seeing Zhang Dexing's evasive eyes, he tried to run towards the brigade's duty room.

Lu Weiguo shouted and stopped Zhang Dexing.

"Wei Guo, what are you saying! Let's go! Isn't that enough?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Dewang, who had regained his smile, almost fainted.

She grabbed Lu Weiguo's buttocks with one leg.

"Dad! Don't interrupt. I accept this punishment, but what about the fact that he hit Liu Dazhuang?"

Lu Weiguo didn't care about anything else.

What era are we living in? All we do is catch human traffickers.

Even when catching a petty thief, the police wouldn't arbitrarily take the law into their own hands in front of everyone.

He was the only village-based cadre.

To put it nicely, he was appointed by someone from above.

To put it bluntly, with no farming experience whatsoever and only a pitiful amount of theoretical knowledge, how can he possibly contribute to the production and livelihood of the brigade?

"I already said we'd talk about it tomorrow, what's wrong with that?"

"Yeah, I only whipped that idiot a few times, but Lu Weiguo hit me back."

Wu Jian mustered his courage and interjected.

Originally, I thought this was a chance to get my hands on Lu Weiguo and teach him a lesson.

The married woman, Li Xiulian, and the eager Zhao Yangyang.

If Zhang Dexing eats meat, he can drink the soup too.

But after a whole afternoon of work, he was the only one who lost a tooth, while everyone else was fine.

"Yes! Yes! Didn't you hit someone?"

"Every country has its laws, and every family has its rules. Wu Jian was swearing and had a foul mouth, so what's wrong with hitting him?"

Did Liu Dazhuang curse at you too? If he really did, I'd accept being beaten! If he didn't curse at you, why are you hitting him? Is this the power of a village cadre?

Is this the right the people have given you?

Labeling someone?

After going through the trials and tribulations, this is nothing new!

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Zhang Dexing was truly driven to desperation.

The car is broken.

I've lost face.

The young wife, the young wife, also failed.

Instead, Lu Weiguo outmaneuvered him.

"No problem. We'll register his household in the village, and he can work and earn work points like everyone else. Since he has no parents, we'll get him a separate grain ration book."

This isn't difficult, is it?

Upon hearing this, Lu Dewang released his grip on Lu Weiguo's hand.

Huang Guangzu nodded in agreement.

Everyone in the village knows how difficult things are for Liu Dazhuang and how harsh his conditions are.

He had inquired about this matter with the commune, but the Liu family did not acknowledge their kinship, and as the village head in charge of production, he did not have that much power.

However, the commune had hinted to him many times that it was just about the grain ration.

You can just secretly add them to the group.

But Huang Guangzu didn't dare. He was in his fifties or sixties, and had lived through that era. How could he dare to take on such a huge burden?

But Zhang Dexing was different.

He's young, well-connected, and a village-based cadre directly assigned by the county.

For him, it was just a matter of a word.

Moreover, it aligns perfectly with his job duties.

"Okay! Okay!!! I promise! I promise, okay?"

Zhang Dexing went into the brigade's duty room without looking back.

Huang Guangzu nodded to Lu Weiguo and his son, and then went inside to arrange their accommodations.

In the end, only Wu Jian was left, lying on the ground gazing at the boundless sky.

He was stunned for a long time, unable to understand why he was always the one who got hurt, and only him.

. . . . . .

the other side.

After everyone dispersed, the village chief, leaning on his cane, walked out from the brigade.

Zhao Yangyang, glancing back every few steps, slipped through the back door into the brigade's duty room.

"You, what brings you here?"

The duty room had no heated brick bed, only a stove.

During the day, Zhang Dexing would smear his hair with glossy oil, making it shiny and slick.

My head looks like a bird's nest right now.

He sat by the stove, his face covered in soot.

"Old classmate, haven't you eaten yet? My parents asked me to bring you some food."

"You're here to laugh at me, aren't you?" Zhang Dexing gave a wry smile, his eyes secretly glancing at Zhao Yangyang's expression.

He knows exactly how to win a woman's favor.

Especially for women with a broad mind, nothing works better than playing the victim.

"Hey, what are you saying? You're the best in our class, those country bumpkins can't compare." Zhao Yangyang squatted down and bent down to help add firewood.

The snow-white expanse, illuminated by the firelight, possessed a unique allure, like a luminous pearl.

"Huh? But you just now..."

"I wasn't just shy. Actually, I've always admired you. You're as dazzling as the sun."

"But you liked Xiulian back then, and I didn't want to be the third party between you, but I just couldn't control my feelings."

"What!"

Zhang Dexing's eyes widened instantly.

At the last class reunion, didn't you say you wanted to go to university and didn't want to think about relationships?

What's wrong today?

"Yang Yang, is that really what you think?"

At this point, Zhang Dexing could no longer control himself.

Such a beauty, delivered to your door, in the dead of night, in the dim light.

My saliva was soaking the ground.

"Huh? You don't know? It's all because I did bad things before. I'm so stupid, I always make mistakes."

Seeing that sycophantic look, Zhao Yangyang felt half proud and half disgusted.

Seeing that Zhang Dexing's hand was already uncontrollably reaching up to his waist.

Zhao Yangyang dodged to the side, crossed her arms over her chest, and said with a slight tremor, "I don't have many friends, only you are the best to me."

I'm so afraid that things are moving too fast between us, and I'll lose you, my last friend. Can we take it slow?

Don't worry, you're the only one in my heart.

"Um, brother, my shoelace is untied, could you tie it for me?"