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Chapter 102 Rebuilding Home

The last time I came back was Guozheng’s wedding. It was only a few days ago, but when I came back, it became Guozheng’s funeral.

My father said that this is the life of the three wids and the four wids. My father believed in life all his life, and his two sons sacrificed to Yangjiazhuang, which was also his life.

My father was willing to blame all of this suffering on life. Later, when Zhang Guoquan looked at his father who was already Alzheimer's disease and thought about this sentence, he suddenly realized that this was not his father's superstition, but a belief of his father.

A person's life is very long. You always have to blame those suffering experiences on something so that you can feel more comfortable and live your life. This special belief should be called self-protection.

When Zhang Guoquan returned to Yangjiazhuang, he returned to the east end of the village. Many villagers carried bowls and forgot to drink the porridge in the bowl. They just held them like that, looking at Zhang Guoquan who came back.

In their opinion, Zhang Guoquan shouldn't come back.

Yangjiazhuang killed his fourth brother. Although it was only indirect, it was no wonder that Yangjiazhuang was, but after all, the fourth brother died because of the people who saved Yangjiazhuang. This is a fact.

Therefore, whether Zhang Guoquan is willing to come back or not has become a question that they gathered together to discuss with each other when they were holding their jobs.

Zhang Guoquan came to the east end of the village. The house collapsed. He only saw the ruins in the yard and the mess.

I also went to see the farmlands. Some of the lower terrain were soaked in the water. Most of them were still good, green and growing wildly, and had already pumped ears under the nourishment of the spring rain.

In order to repay Guozheng's kindness, Yangjiazhuang was willing to contribute money and efforts to rebuild Zhang Guoquan's home.

But Zhang Guoquan refused, everyone didn't understand, and Zhang Guoquan didn't explain.

Guo Jing is a hero in his heart, and he also wants to be a hero, a true heroism that belongs only to him, that is, he still maintains love for life after realizing the truth of life.

He wanted the fourth brother in heaven to take a look. The third brother is still positive about life. The third brother will not be defeated. The third brother will use his own hands to rebuild his home. Then the fourth brother should not worry about him.

Before doing these things, he went upstream first, and he wanted to find the culprit who blocked the river. Yang Lei suddenly came and told Zhang Guoquan that he had already gone to the county to report the case. The person who blocked the river was the one who was filming Zhang Guoquan's head in the first place to compete for the river.

The guy was out of prison and heard from his village party secretary that Yangjiazhuang had sold the river sand and went to activate electricity in the village. The guy was so angry that he blocked the river water. As for the reason, it was very simple, he simply wanted to block the river water and prevent the people in Yangjiazhuang from using water.

You don’t need water in the fields, but villagers always need water in their lives. Then they will block it and you won’t let it use it.

Just such a simple idea caused the lives of four villagers in Yangjiazhuang to lose their lives, as well as Zhang Guoquan's younger brother, a total of five.

This was a bloody debt. The guy knew that he had committed a murder and ran away in the heavy rain overnight.

The county police filed a case against him, and he was wanted nationwide. He couldn't escape and would catch him wherever he ran.

There are still many doubts about this matter. He alone cannot move the big stones. Yang Lei said that the county has realized it and is investigating it. He has arrested two people.

"Don't worry, no one can escape."

Zhang Guoquan asked: "What about you? Now everyone knows that you are a normal person. What are you going to do in the future?"

Yang Lei knew what he meant and replied easily: "I am now an ordinary villager and part of Yangjiazhuang, but Director Yang has promised me that I will come back. By that day, Zhao Chunniu has been completely defeated."

Which day was that day? Yang Lei said that it won’t take long, soon.

Zhang Guoquan smiled helplessly and said nothing. Yang Lei now made him feel strange. He was no longer the Yang Lei who used to be the innocent person who was just for the development of Yangjiazhuang. Yang Lei now seemed to have become a victim of the struggle for power.

Zhang Guoquan was unintentionally involved, and he still had a lot to do.

First, he went to pick up the white pigeon.

The father-in-law naturally disagreed. The house was gone, so why did you ask Erya to go back? Just Zhang Guoquan, come back too.

Zhang Guoquan didn't say anything, and Bai Ge didn't say anything, so he followed Zhang Guoquan to the dilapidated yard.

Bai Ge knew that as long as she and Zhang Guoquan were together, the place where the two were was home.

Without a house, he can build a house, but the premise is that money is needed. Where does the money come from? He can only sell grain. He has no grain now. The wheat that has just been planted has not yet matured. It is estimated that the harvest will not be good. Then a little wheat is not enough. He can only wait until the autumn harvest of corn.

He still has many uncultivated crop fields, and there is still hope. He said to Bai Ge: "When autumn comes, I will definitely build a house for you, a red brick house."

The white pigeon also rekindled hope. She was very expectant. In autumn, the village could be powered on. Now Zhang Guoquan said that there would be a red brick house in autumn, so how beautiful this autumn is.

Sometimes she hopes that time will be slower, such as when she and Zhang Guoquan are alone, sometimes she hopes that time will be faster, such as this hopeful autumn.

But under the current time, there are still many difficulties, such as where to live?

Zhang Guoquan was already busy, and the house collapsed. He dug many deep pits on the ground, used the collapsed beams as established columns to place them in the pit, and used the wooden boards of the collapsed roof to form a simple wall around the columns. The roof was made of plastic film and was covered with straw.

The house he made was not big, enough to live in him and Bai Ge.

From the outside, it looks like a simple thatched house. Not to mention that the village has built red brick houses one after another, even most villagers live in adobe houses. Such a simple thatched house is simply unbearable to look at.

Don’t look at the short answer. Zhang Guoquan has been busy for several days, but this is still with the help of his neighbors. Zhang Guoquan didn’t want to ask others to help. Each family has its own affairs, but the neighbors are more stubborn than him. They do not say a word, and do not eat Zhang Guoquan’s meal. They go back to their homes to eat at the time, and come to help Zhang Guoquan after they finish their meal. The kindness of the neighbors makes Zhang Guoquan an idle person.

After the forage house was built, a neighbor suddenly wiped his tears and said to Zhang Guoquan: "You saved my child, I don't know how to repay you. If you have something to do, you can say a word. If I say something bad, you can twist my head off."

"Brother Liangzi, don't say that."

Liangzi and a few neighbors who helped leave, but more villagers came.

The villagers who came had something to hold and carry in their hands, and the two of them were all for food, use, and were piled up with small grass houses.

Zhang Guoquan shouted: "I can't use that much, you can take it back, thank you for your kindness."

Just as they didn't listen to Zhang Guoquan before, and now they don't listen to Zhang Guoquan, they let go and left.

Zhang Guoquan spread his hands helplessly, and Bai Ge laughed when he saw it.

She didn't dare to laugh because Guoquan had just lost his fourth brother. Before Guoquan, she didn't want to laugh. She even thought Guoquan should have been sad all the time, but she didn't. Since Zhang Guoquan returned to Yangjiazhuang, she has never seen a trace of sadness on Guoquan's face. She always said cheerfully and smiled.

In fact, she knew in her heart that Guoquan had just held back her inner emotions. She hoped that Guoquan could lie in her arms and cry happily. Wouldn't it be better to cry out? How uncomfortable it would be to hold it in.

Last year, Zhang Guoquan planted the branches of the pomegranate tree in his yard. It was so strong. A big flood could not uproot it. Its vitality was very strong. The thin branches were covered with small leaves. Among the dense leaves, there was a blooming pomegranate flower, bright red, hidden in a pile of green.

There are also grape branches pressing under the stone at that time. After the spring rain, long branches were drawn out. Zhang Guoquan also stood beside him with a wooden stick and built a wooden rack so that the grape branches could climb on top. When there were a little more grape branches, he could enjoy the cool down below.

With a temporary shelter, he can only spend all his energy on reclaiming wasteland. Before planting corn in the next season, he must reclaim all the wasteland.

He was very tired every day, so he swung all his heartache for his fourth brother into the fields with one hoe and another. Anyway, he would not go home without using his strength.
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