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Chapter 132 Old Monster Yang's Village Party Secretary

In the detention center, in a detention room.

Looking inside from the iron fence outside, you will find yellowed paper spread out on the ground, densely covering the entire room with almost no gaps to get off your feet.

Yang Jianmin leaned in the corner and looked at the spread of petitions, red and hot red marks gathered together, like the sun, warming his heart.

Yangjiazhuang did not forget him, Yangjiazhuang did not blame him, and the hot land that gave birth to him and raised him still loved him deeply.

Yang Jianmin cried, tears streaming down his face, and his shoulders trembled violently. Such a big man cried like a child.

The next day was also the day when the court opened. Zhang Guoquan went to find Yang Lei early but did not see him.

Yang Lei’s wife said that he left before dawn and said that he would go to find you and just wait at home.

The reason why Yang Lei did not bring Zhang Guoquan with him was that he had no hope for today's trial, because Yang Jianmin's attitude yesterday was unwilling to come out even when he met. Therefore, he couldn't bear to see Zhang Guoquan disappointed on the spot, so he went alone.

Zhang Guoquan did not leave, he chose to wait at the door for Yang Lei to come back.

Gradually, no one was spontaneous. The big water puddle at Yang Lei’s door was surrounded by villagers, and they were also waiting for Yang Lei to bring good news.

Zhang Guoquan and his fellow villagers spent the morning during this torment, leaving the hot sunlight to shine.

I had lunch and no one went back.

It was not until lunch that I quickly rode a bicycle from the entrance of the village, and it was Yang Lei who came back.

The villagers' eyes were instantly attracted, and Zhang Guoquan also saw it. He wanted to run to greet Brother Jianmin and asked about the latest situation, but his feet could not move. He was afraid that what Yang Lei brought back was bad news.

Yang Lei still rode over, looked at the villagers gathered around the water hole, and then looked at Zhang Guoquan, and the curve of the corners of his mouth rose.

After the sentence, Yang Jianmin sentenced him to ten years.

Yang Jianmin confessed in court and cried into tears. In addition to the petitions of the people, the judge made a verdict in court.

"Jianmin asked me to tell the villagers that he would wait for him for another ten years. In ten years, he would come back to repay the kindness of the villagers."

At the beginning, the onlookers were silent, and they listened carefully to Yang Lei's words.

One or two of them began to lower their heads and talk, and soon the energy spread until the whole crowd was chirping like a little swallow.

With this result, they are satisfied and happy, and everyone's face is filled with a happy smile.

Of course, there are also some people who secretly wipe their tears.

Yang Lei walked to Zhang Guoquan, looked at Zhang Guoquan who was stunned in the spot, and raised his voice: "Jianmin asked me to give you a message. He is very grateful to you and grateful for everything you did for him. If it weren't for you, he would have been condemned by his conscience every day in the second half of his life, which would be even more painful. Even if he died, he would have no shame to see his dead father."

Yang Lei's voice was thick, as if he was deliberately letting the villagers hear it, and raised the voice several times.

"Jianmin also said that you have a innocent heart, and you have kept the bottom line of Yangjiazhuang."

The chattering crowd was instantly suppressed by Yang Lei's high voice, and they naturally heard these words. After a moment of silence, one of the people applauded, and then the applause was everywhere, surging like a tide.

Yang Lei patted his shoulder: "Now you don't have to be so stressed, you can have a good sleep."

"Secretary Yang..." Zhang Guoquan had a lot to say.

Yang Lei reached out to stop him and said, "Okay, this matter is over. The police officer in charge of the case said that you don't know about Yang Jianmin's father, but you know that if you don't say it out, you will also commit a crime, which will become a stain on your life and a stain on Yangjiazhuang."

"Secretary Yang, thank you." Zhang Guoquan felt mixed feelings.

The applause continued for a long time, and finally stopped at Yang Lei's instructions.

But there was another person in the crowd, who was still applauding himself regardless of the applause that had stopped around him.

Yang Lei looked closely and found that it was Aunt Wang.

"Aunt Wang, it's OK, stop."

Aunt Wang walked over from the crowd: "I am giving this applause to Guoquan. My old woman is not educated and can't say anything beautiful. I can only say that you, Zhang Guoquan, are the seeds in the fields, growing towards the sun for the rest of your life."

A lifelong sunshine is the simplest evaluation of the villagers and the most supreme evaluation.

"Oh, Aunt Wang, these words sound more comfortable than any gorgeous words. Are you very educated?" Yang Lei smiled heartily.

Aunt Wang smiled embarrassedly, and the villagers laughed.

Yang Lei knew that Zhang Guoquan had been waiting here and wanted to keep him for dinner, but Zhang Guoquan refused.

He wanted to bring the news to Bai Ge, and he ran to the east end of the village and into his yard.

Bai Ge actually cooked the rice and cooked a pot of porridge, which was the flour that Brother Jianmin gave him.

Bai Ge served him a bowl, and Zhang Guoquan started drinking it in big mouthfuls.

Without unnecessary words, Bai Ge could learn from Zhang Guoquan's actions that Brother Jianmin could definitely survive easily.

"Guoquan, drink slowly, there are still a lot of them in the pot."

Zhang Guoquan drank a large mouthful of porridge and couldn't speak for a while, so he could only nod.

"Guoquan, I still want to go to the reed marsh."

Zhang Guoquan swallowed hard: "Okay, I'll take you to catch pheasants and make a trap, you can catch them."

Bai Ge smiled and pursed her lips. She didn't want to catch some pheasant. Even if the two of them were lying quietly in the boat, looking at the blue sky, and letting the river water sway gently, she felt satisfied.

The reed marsh is still as quiet as ever, like a static oil painting. Only when the wind blows, the swaying reeds dance gracefully like girls.

The boat slowly entered the reed marsh, as if it had entered a different world, so deep and so mysterious.

Before entering the reed marsh, Zhang Guoquan made sufficient preparations.

Now, in the dense reeds, he took a few short wooden sticks and a string of ropes, and two wooden sticks smashed into the dry and hard mud, and one was placed flat between two wooden sticks.

The rope is of great use. Tie one end of the rope to a long elastic wooden stick, and tie a wooden stick with a finger-long wooden stick on the other end of the rope, and then press the elastic long wooden stick down to form a state of bow and arrow.

This elastic stick is almost tall, so that when pulled up, there is greater tension to rebound.

Make one end of the rope into a circle with your hands, place it on the ground casually, place a handful of wheat in the circle, and sprinkle some dry reed leaves as a disguise. This elastic trap is done.

As long as there are pheasants to eat wheat and then encounter wooden sticks in the trap, they trigger the mechanism. Soon, the moment when the pheasant has no time to react, the strong rebound force will trap the pheasant, and it is impossible to break free.

After getting the trap, Zhang Guoquan walked out of the reeds with his waist.

"White pigeon, I'll take you to catch eels." Zhang Guoquan slapped the broken leaves stained on his body and jumped onto the boat.

"Ah, that thing is like a snake, so scary." Bai Ge looked a little refusing.

Women are born with resistance to this slender creature.

Zhang Guoquan asked her to experience it as if she was encouraged. In fact, fishing eels is very simple. Use a rope to tie it to a bent iron hook and string it on it. The simple eel fishing tool is made.

The most important thing is earthworms. Zhang Guoquan walked into a mud with broken leaves, surrounded by rotten leaves, which looked dirty, but it was easy to find earthworms in such soil.

Zhang Guoquan casually plucked and quickly found an earthworm as long as his fingers. He curled up his dark red body in the mud. After searching for a few more earthworms squirming in the black mud.

When the white doves were holding the rope, Zhang Guoquan strung the earthworms on the iron hook. Some eels were thieves and could not smell a trace of rust, otherwise they would never bite the hook.

This way, the earthworm's body is covered on the iron hook, just blocking the smell of rust.

After getting two hooks, the white pigeon took one alone, Zhang Guoquan leaned against the reeds so that the white pigeon could stretch out and reach the raised mud bank.

He pointed to Bai Ge a hole and asked her to put the hook inside. If she felt that the strength in her hand was pulled, it means that an eel was biting the hook.

This is similar to her fishing, and Bai Ge immediately became confident and knew that he should wait quietly and not be impatient.

But Zhang Guoquan seemed to be in this state. He was taking the initiative, holding the line in his hand and shaking the hook. In a short while, the eels were hooked, and it looked very small.

Fortunately, there were many people, and seeing Zhang Guoquan was so relaxed. She had caught more than a dozen of them in a while. She was not willing to be outdone and followed Zhang Guoquan's appearance and shook the iron hook in her hand a few times.

Sure enough, she felt the thread in her hand being suddenly pulled.

"Guoquan, the eel bit the hook." The white pigeon exclaimed.
Chapter completed!
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