The eldest child was standing in front of the canteen. It was clear that the sun was shining brightly outside, but when the child recalled the old black monster in the cornfield, his body trembled unconsciously.

According to the eldest child, the old black monster is thin, wearing a black silk scarf, his appearance cannot be seen clearly, and his hair is gray. He looks like an old man in terms of body shape and actions. He always looks like an old man.

The cornfield made a loud noise, and when the children ran away in fear, the old black monster also ran after him.

Zhang Guoquan also asked, last time a child was dragged into a cornfield, was it the old black man who did it?

The older child shook his head and said no, the old black monster couldn't run that fast. It was the fat old monster who caught the child in the cornfield. We were all too afraid to go in to look for the child. We ran to the village and called the adults before we caught the child.

Find out.

Then why was the child unharmed despite being taken away?

The older child shook his head again, his body still shaking.

It seemed that the older child didn't know much, so Zhang Guoquan gave him a few more watermelon bubble gums to calm the older child's shaking body.

After the eldest child left, Zhang Guoquan leaned back in his chair and thought about the two old man-eating monsters in the field.

About an hour after the eldest child left, Zhang Guoquan looked along the entrance of the canteen and saw many villagers rushing towards the east side of Yangjiazhuang.

At that time, Zhang Guoquan was still confused. Could it be that the traffickers had been caught? Now the villagers are parading in the village with the traffickers?

After looking around carefully, I didn't see any unfamiliar faces except the familiar villagers, which meant that the traffickers were not caught.

When the group of villagers approached, and were walking towards the canteen, they stopped en masse.

Zhang Guoquan was very puzzled. Why did he stop at the canteen? Are you here to buy something?

The last time we came to the canteen to buy something in such a big crowd was when the village had electricity, and they queued up to buy light bulbs.

But recently, I haven't heard that the village collectively needs to buy anything. Zhang Guoquan suddenly had a bad idea. Could it be that there was something wrong with those light bulbs again?

Zhang Guoquan thought angrily in his heart that what this old Liu bought was all junk.

Zhang Guoquan looked around the canteen and saw that there was not much stock. If he had to replace all of them, it might not be enough.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong. It couldn't be broken all at once. It didn't make sense. Even if it was broken, it couldn't be replaced for free. It had been taking so long. No one could replace it for free in a lifetime.

Those who produce light bulbs must not starve to death.

When everyone arrived at the canteen, Zhang Guoquan walked out from behind the counter, suppressed his anxiety, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "Folks, do you want to buy something? Why haven't I heard that the village needs to buy something?

, you didn’t even say hello in advance, if you need something, I’ll just go in and bring some.”

The villagers at the canteen were silent for a while. When someone spoke, Zhang Guoquan recognized him at a glance as the representative who had held talks with the village committee a few days ago.

The representatives of the five villagers with different surnames were all present.

The villagers did not speak, but the five representatives of the passive faction spoke first.

"Guoquan, we are not shopping."

"Not buying something?"

That is, something came to him. He didn't pay attention at first, but when he heard that something came to him, he came back to his senses. He took a quick look at the villagers in front of him, and his heart was beating wildly.

He looked around carefully, missing no one, and took a deep breath. He saw that there were so many villagers here, all of them looked familiar to him, but none of them had the surname Yang. They were all villagers with different surnames from Yangjiazhuang.

There were men, women, old and young, and Zhang Guoquan immediately had a bad feeling in his heart.

It is definitely not a good thing for a representative of the negative faction to suddenly come to your door with villagers with different surnames.

At the beginning, it was just like a normal conversation, you said something to me.

"Guoquan, you also know what happened in the village recently, right?"

"Well, of course I know that human traffickers are hateful."

He is now a father. After having a child, he understands how he feels about human traffickers. He wants to skin the traffickers alive and eat their flesh alive.

"Yes, human traffickers are indeed hateful. They used all kinds of tricks. They didn't do any work at home and spent all their time catching the traffickers. In the end, there was no progress at all. The traffickers just flew in the sky as if they had wings.

, you can keep track of our trends at any time.”

"So?" Zhang Guoquan didn't understand the meaning of so many people coming to see him. They all gathered together to complain and scold human traffickers?

This is obviously not the case.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the representatives explained the purpose of coming to the canteen.

"The traffickers tortured the big guys so much that they were too scared to go to school. If this continues, the next generation of Yangjiazhuang will be doomed."

Zhang Guoquan just listened quietly and did not speak to echo the situation. Everyone in Yangjiazhuang knew what the representatives said.

"You guys have also thought about waiting for the corn in the fields to ripen and cut it. The traffickers will have nowhere to hide, so they will naturally stop coming. But next year, corn will still be planted, and the corn will grow taller. What about the year after that?

The year is still long, so we can’t stop growing corn just because we’re afraid of traffickers.”

"That's the truth." Zhang Guoquan said afterward.

"So, we have discussed it, and Party Secretary Wei wants to build a school in Yangjiazhuang. Let's see, this school must be built."

Zhang Guoquan was surprised when he said this. He even suspected that the trafficker might be a relative of his.

It's strange that the traffickers' sudden visit made his canteen's business pick up, and it also made him think about the idea of ​​building a school. Now these negative people are actually willing to build it.

This is really an unexpected surprise under the cloud of terror in Yangjiazhuang.

But a human trafficker is a human trafficker. Just because the trafficker indirectly helped him, he will not become grateful to the trafficker. Again, he is a father, and he will always insist on killing every human trafficker.

Zhang Guoquan showed a happy look and said to the villagers outside: "Look, when will we start building the school? I will go to Party Secretary Wei and tell him."

Zhang Guoquan was very excited when he said it, but the villagers did not react like him. Instead, they showed expressions that Zhang Guoquan could not understand in his eyes. They were pained? happy? worried? none of them.

It was just a look of embarrassment, embarrassment and a bit of hope.

"Guoquan, when will the school be built? It depends on when you will give up the crop land."

To be honest, Zhang Guoquan hates the human traffickers even more now. If it weren't for the human traffickers, maybe my father-in-law would be able to take care of the school as he promised in a while.

That way, he wouldn't have to give up his crop land to build a school.

It's better now. Because of the arrival of human traffickers, the villagers are more anxious than anyone else to build schools.

And as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked Zhang Guoquan to give up the crop land. At this moment, he felt as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"Guoquan, we know that it's unfair for you to do this. Just think that you pity the poor children in the village and give up the crop land for the sake of the children. But don't worry, the big guys won't let you give it up in vain.

Every household is willing to pay to compensate you."

"Yes, Guoquan, if it doesn't work out, we will discuss it with your father-in-law and cut some land for you so that you can have a place to eat in the future."

"Don't be afraid. If your father-in-law refuses, we guys will block his door and tell him that he must agree to give you crop land. If he doesn't agree, we will stay at his house and not leave."

"Guoquan, you also have children, so you understand how the big guys feel, right?"

Of course he understands, and he hates human traffickers with all his heart, but not to mention that he alone can catch them, even when dozens of people in the village search the fields and don't miss any place, they can't catch them.

There is also the father-in-law. They want to talk to the father-in-law and ask him to give him crop land. In fact, there is no need for them to talk to him. The father-in-law has already been willing to give him the land, but he doesn't want it.

Some time ago, in the village committee, there were optimistic people named Yang who advocated building roads, passive people who were unwilling to build schools, and radical people like Zhang Guoquan who had to do both.

Now, the pessimists have found the radicals, and their ideas are even more radical than the radicals.

The villagers' words lingered in my ears endlessly.

Guoquan, let it out.

All over the country, everyone will talk about your good deeds.
Chapter completed!