Grandpa

As soon as they arrived at the gate of Zhang's house, a sense of coolness rushed from the soles of their feet to the cerebral cortex. A group of villagers shivered involuntarily, and subconsciously tightened their clothes.

"Zhang Zhiheng, Zhang Zhiheng..." The village chief stretched his neck and shouted several times into the courtyard wall.

No one answered.

"Bang bang bang—" the village chief took two steps forward and slammed on the wooden door vigorously.

Still no one answered.

"No, when I came to see them in the morning, their family could still get up and talk." The village chief was a little puzzled.

A middle-aged man beside him frowned, and said cautiously: "When we left in the morning, Xiaojie was still angry and screaming for pain, it took less than half a day, isn't it almost dead? If you say that this family member got sick earlier than Xiaojie, don’t say—”

Hearing this, the village chief trembled, his face was full of dignity, and he instructed the villagers around him: "Quick, knock the door open—"

The villagers following him also realized the seriousness of the matter, and the two young men rushed up immediately, stiffened their bodies and began to slam the door.

"Bang... bang... bang—"

The door was knocked open, and a soaring stench rushed in.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they raised their arms to cover their mouths and noses.After entering the courtyard, the door of Zhang's house was ajar, and a group of people rushed in directly with others.

"What's the matter?" the village head shouted loudly.

"Zhang Zhiheng and his wife are still alive." One person shouted.

"The little ones in the Zhang family are all fine."

"Ah—" I heard an exclamation, and then came a trembling voice: "Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang are out of breath."

"Hey, move everyone out." The village chief's forehead trembled with a complicated expression.

After finishing speaking, he grabbed a middle-aged man and said, "Han Sheng, go find two people to bring the cauldron from Liu Er's house. By the way, bring some loads of firewood."

"Hey." The middle-aged man nodded and ran out of Zhang's house.

The villagers here moved Zhang's family out one by one with a sad face. They were covered with white worms, and they fell to the ground as they walked.

When the potion boiled, the village chief looked at Shao Yun dryly.

However, Shao Yun went to dislike her very much. After he slapped the girl on the forehead, he kicked the rest of the Zhang family.

Seeing Shao Yun's movements, the corners of the villagers' eyes twitched.

But it's right to think about it, Zhang Zhiheng and his son are not good things.The older one would not hesitate to send his 15-year-old daughter to the tiger's mouth for money, and the younger one took the money from his younger sister's prostitution to marry his wife without any guilt.Fortunately, God opened his eyes and didn't let any of them go.

It was this girl who had a hard life and suffered accordingly.

The potion was ready here, and the villagers took the lead in throwing the girl into the cauldron.A middle-aged man over there seemed to have remembered something, and asked, "Village Chief, what about Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang?"

The Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang he spoke of were also Zhang Zhiheng's real parents.

The village chief rolled his eyes: "Everyone is dead, and we are not the Zhang family. We can help Zhang Zhiheng because he lives in the same village. If it weren't for him, our Guanshan Village would have gotten into trouble like this." trouble?"

The work was done, and the complaint from the bottom of the village chief's heart came back in an instant, and he snorted: "Do we still want us to be filial sons to cheer his parents up now, no matter—" He waved his hand: "Wait for Zhang Zhiheng!" Wake up, his parents will make arrangements for themselves."

He knew that Zhang Zhiheng's idea of ​​selling his daughter was the result of these two old men.When he came to persuade him back then, he almost escaped home with his forehead drooling.

The surrounding villagers stopped talking immediately, and they didn't feel that the village chief said anything wrong.They were equally dissatisfied with Zhang Zhiheng's family from the bottom of their hearts, and right now they were just thinking that if Zhang Zhiheng was going to have a funeral at that time, they should find some reason to refuse to help.After all, the two old men were already covered with white worms all over their bodies. After a few days for Zhang Zhiheng to heal, he didn't know how rotten it was.

Thinking of this, they knew it was wrong, but they felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in their hearts that evil will be rewarded with evil.

It was three hours after several members of the Zhang family passed the potion one by one, and the eldest daughter-in-law of the village head's family came over to deliver a mask, which finally relieved a lot of physical load for the villagers present.

Shao Yun, who had been staring at the whole journey, said to the village chief: "Come on, let's go and see the turning head that Zhang Zhiheng bought from Song Guangtou."

"Okay." The village chief nodded, and led Shao Yun to the back of the house.

Behind Zhang's house is a large open space, a small half of which is planted with vegetables, and the rest is full of old bricks.

Shao Yun went to put the orange cat on his shoulder into the hand of the village chief, and said, "Don't go there."

The village chief looked nervous and nodded hurriedly.

Shao Yun went to cover himself with a layer of protective yang essence, and walked towards the place where the resentment was the strongest.

He pawed at the pile of bricks for a long time, then stopped suddenly, and his eyes fell on a red brick directly in front of him.

He picked up the red brick, and the thick resentment hit him instantly, and was immediately wiped away by the yang essence on his body surface.

He put the red brick under his nose and sniffed it lightly, the faint rancid smell rushed into his nostrils, which was exactly the same as the smell of the boy from the Liu Er family before.

How much resentment this must be. Just a little bit of contamination with these bricks is enough to kill someone.

Shao Yun went to wipe off the resentment on the red brick, and took it to the village chief and others.

"What's the matter?" the village chief asked nervously.

"A little gain." Shao Yun went to carry the orange cat back, and the other party rubbed his shoulder contentedly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man suddenly ran in, and said to the village chief with an unhappy expression: "Village chief, people from Songjia Village are here."

"What are they here for?" When it came to Songjia Village, the village head became furious. "Go, go and have a look, I want to see what old man Song is thinking?"

As he spoke, he led a large group of people and walked forward aggressively.

On the road in front of Zhangjiamen.

The villagers of Songjia Village were crowded with embarrassment.Surrounded by them were the villagers of Guanshan Village who rolled up their sleeves and sneered.

"Hey, isn't this Village Chief Song?" The village chief pushed aside the crowd and saw a pile of health care products in front of the villagers of Songjia Village.He rolled his eyes, and he didn't know why the people from Songjia Village came here.

Village head Song wiped the hot sweat from his brow, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, opened one and handed it to the village head, with a smile: "Well, old He, we were wrong to hit people before, this No, we have come to make amends to you, you adults have a lot, so don't take it to heart."

The village head pushed away the cigarette he handed over and rolled his eyes: "How dare I, you pointed at our noses and said that, our Guanshan Village is a nest of snakes and rats, there is no good thing, no son fart--"

"Oh, my good brother," Village Chief Song hurriedly stepped forward to cover the village chief's mouth, he said with a frowning face, "Isn't that just a moment of anger at that time, the hundreds of ancestral graves on the mountain behind our village were dug by Song Guangtou, please forgive me Forgive me, I beg you."

Involuntarily, he stuffed the cigarette into the mouth of the village chief, gritted his teeth and said, "The thing is that we are wrong. We are willing to bear the medical expenses of the nephews of the Chen family. There are also these health care products, which are just for their health."

The village chief didn't intend to embarrass Village Chief Song too much at first. He could see clearly that the villagers of Guanshan Village were also responsible for the fight.Now that Songjiacun is so knowledgeable, he doesn't need to show off.

Lighting a cigarette with Village Chief Song's lighter, he asked, "How is your Song Family Village?"

Speaking of this, Village Chief Song's face turned green and pale, sighed, and lowered his voice: "Twenty or so fell, and two older ones died."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the village chief's skirt and stared at him: "I heard that the little baby from Liu Er's family has been rescued?"

The village chief slapped his hand away: "The news is quite well-informed."

The head of Village Song laughed with him. There was no other way. Guanshan Village and Songjia Village had been in-laws for decades. There were quite a few daughters-in-law in Songjia Village who married into Guanshan Village. As soon as the news came out and they made a phone call, they would know about it. ?

The village head turned his body sideways, his tone full of pride, he raised his chin and pointed to Shao Yun: "Here, Mr. Shao's grandson, go and beg him—"

Village Chief Song's eyes lit up, and he walked up to Shao Yunqu in two or three steps, bent over, took out a thick red envelope, and stuffed it into Shao Yunqu's hand without any explanation: "Nephew, speaking of your grandma It’s still my cousin, for the sake of cousins ​​who can be called relatives, please do me a favor and save us!”

The other party pushed the red envelope into his hand vigorously, Shao Yun went to hold the turning head in one hand and the orange cat in the other, unable to struggle, he could only say: "I promise."

After all, he originally planned to take a trip to Songjia Village, and this matter may not be as simple as he expected.