As night fell, the frogs, cicadas and insects started to play a tune together as if they had made an appointment. At the same time, they curiously paid attention to what the people gathered in front of the Tutu Temple, which was mostly quiet and rarely visited, were doing.
Sudden!
Quack quack...dong! da!...
A series of crackling sounds of firecrackers, mixed with the sound of two kicks flying into the sky, all the frogs in the disturbed fields stopped and burrowed into the grass or deep in the rice fields; all the birds resting on the treetops around them fluttered.
The wings led the cicadas and insects to fly far away in fear, escaping from this dangerous area.
In front of the newly built Tutu Temple, there is finally a rare lively scene.
Xu Zhengyang and the others seemed to have recovered some of their youthful memories and childhood fun. Some people dragged long firecrackers and let them explode rapidly. When they were about to explode in their hands, they were far away.
Some people threw them to the side, and the few firecrackers left in the air had already exploded before they hit the ground; some people used their index fingers and thumbs to hold the two kickers and lit them. The first sound of the two kickers gave a huge impact.
The force caused it to break away from the shackles of its fingers and rush into the sky, exploding in the twilight sky with bright sparks.
A large number of villagers gathered at the entrance of the Tutu Temple and on the nearby roadside, noisily chatting and watching the temple blessing activities that had not happened in many years.
The fathers of Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao were sitting on two chairs in the open space in front of the temple, smoking cigarettes and smiling broadly, watching their sons and their friends set off firecrackers and light two kicks.
The two mothers had already lit incense in the temple, made offerings, and knelt down in the temple with devout expressions of gratitude...
Yes, Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao came back this afternoon and were acquitted! The police car took them away, and it was the police car that sent them back.
The village party secretary Zhou Qingguo specially turned on the loudspeaker of the brigade headquarters and said proudly that he had a few words to say today: We villagers in Shuanghe Village will not do anything illegal. National policies and laws, and relevant departments will not wrongly accuse good people.
Yes, I want to thank the government, thank the people, thank you... etc. Anyway, the villagers didn't pay much attention to the long speech.
Regardless of whether there were previous entanglements or conflicts, the villagers and neighbors were all happy for the two families.
Now that they are back, well, the Cao and Zhang families feel that this matter must be dealt with in a big way. It seems that if the whole world is not allowed to know that our two children have been wronged, it will be difficult to save their face. The mentality of rural people,
Sometimes it's just like this. I can't get over it. When something scandalous happens when I go out as a child, I feel like I can't hold my head up. After I find out that I've been wronged, I wish that everyone would come to me and say: Oh, that's how it is.
No, Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao hadn't rested for a while when they got home, so their parents rushed them to the town to buy firecrackers, wine and vegetables...
This thing has to be booming! It has to be lively!
The mother of the two parties involved resolutely proposed to go to the Tutu Temple to offer gratitude and make vows, and the two fathers naturally acquiesced. After all, they all heard Zhong Shan briefly say that this time Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao could be redressed.
Zhaoxue, mainly Xu Zhengyang made great contributions and provided important clues and information... How did Xu Zhengyang know these clues and information? Zhong Shan didn't say it, and he didn't need to say it. The two families would naturally think that Mo was constantly expanding and exaggerating in the village.
of rumors.
When Han Dashan found out that the Cao and Zhang families were going to hold a temple celebration at the Tutu Temple, he immediately drove to the two families and said that no matter what, it would be considered as his own share. We would all contribute money and the business would be prosperous. Then,
I will contribute half, and your two families will contribute half.
"Okay, why are you giving in? They are all neighbors. I, Han Dashan, are not bragging to show off. How can I say that my conditions are better than those of you two? Okay, okay, big brother! Stop talking about so many useless things.
, that’s it!” Han Dashan said confidently.
No, as soon as it gets dark, there is a lot of excitement in front of the Earth Temple, which makes the stars in the night sky rush out in advance to watch the fun.
Han Dashan had a long cable brought from his factory, and Widow Zhang's house on the edge of the village took over the electricity. He hung a 100-degree light bulb in the Tutu Temple and a 200-watt light bulb at the door.
Some old ladies and women looked a little warm-eyed and a little moved, so they all went to the temple to burn incense and kowtow to worship.
After setting off the firecrackers and two kickers, Han Dashan felt that it was not lively enough, so he simply organized someone to bring over the home theater at home, set up a table, and played movies in front of the temple, including police and gangster shootout movies...Movies have been shown over the years.
Things like this have long faded out of the entertainment activities of the villagers in their spare time. Today I came here once in a while, and it wasn't that kind of curtain, it was a 61-inch LCD TV that only Han Dashan's family in the village had.
Well, it just feels different.
Men and women, old and young, crowded in the open space in front of the temple and on the roadside, waving fans to drive away mosquitoes and flies, watching movies...
It's really a joyful and lively atmosphere.
Xu Zhengyang looked at this scene and couldn't laugh or cry. Good guy, if that old man who has died, the God of Land, is still alive in heaven, how would he feel if he knew that the villagers were now showing him modern movies?
What does it feel like?
While the villagers were watching a movie, a large banquet table had been set up in the main hall of Zhang Hao's home.
Naturally, Xu Zhengyang and his group of young people could not sit here. In addition to them, the heads of the two families and the neighbors who had good relations with each other were invited to come over to have a good time. There were also a few ordinary banquet tables in the yard, which they
At the banquet in the room today, the main guests are Zhong Shan, the director of the Huaxiang Police Station, Zhu Zhenyun, the deputy director, Wu Feng, the deputy director and acting director of the Futou Town Police Station, and Wu Feng, who is very likely to become the deputy director.
Zheng Hong.
What happened to Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao this time was thanks to their great efforts!
Of course, the village party secretary and village chief should also be invited. After all, they are officials. Having them accompany the director to eat and drink will make the situation less embarrassing and can liven up the atmosphere.
Of course, Han Dashan would not miss this opportunity to further develop a relationship with the police station director. After learning that the Cao and Zhang families prepared ordinary beer for one dollar and five bottles, he immediately shook his head and asked his eldest son Han Kuisheng to get some cans from home.
My son’s authentic Cordon Bleu was chilled in the freezer of the store for two hours in advance.
In Han Dashan’s words: “How can you get that kind of beer? Do you want the police station chiefs to laugh at our village for having no money?”
Inside and outside the house, the lights were brightly lit, people were buzzing, and it was very lively.
If Han Dashan hadn't been involved, it would have really made the villagers feel like they were trying to make a fool of themselves by being poor and generous.
But to be fair, no matter which stall in the village had this kind of thing, they would still be willing to make a fuss and make it exciting! That’s how country people do, all they want is face!
Xu Zhengyang was sitting at the table drinking wine with his friends, his eyes narrowed into two lines, and the smile on his face turned into flowers. However, what was surprising was that this kid's right hand was always in his trouser pocket.
When I took it out, it looked like my right hand was injured and it was wrapped in a bandage for fear of catching a cold or being seen by others.
There's nothing I can do about it. From time to time, people worship and petition at the Earth Temple over there, and the jade native record keeps jumping out. If people see this, I'm afraid they won't just suspect that Xu Zhengyang is performing magic tricks.
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What makes Xu Zhengyang a little embarrassed is that the clear currents in his mind that are so comfortable that he almost moans are constantly passing through and passing through. The feeling is like being unable to bear loneliness and some kind of physical impulse at night.
That moment of relief that makes your pants sticky in your sleep.
The problem is that tonight is not about momentary comfort, but lasting, uninterrupted comfort!
Xu Zhengyang was a little worried that he might get something similar to the legendary horse wind because he was too happy!
And he discovered that this feeling of comfort comes not only from the worship and worship in the Earth Temple, but also... people will also feel it when they are thinking about the Earth God or thinking about the Earth God in private. It's just the number of people
Because there are so few, it has never been obvious before, but when there are many people thinking about the God of the Earth, it feels like a trickle of water, merging together, and forming a surging river!
So this kind of extremely beautiful thing made Xu Zhengyang look weird in the eyes of others tonight, and they suspected that this kid might have cerebral thrombosis or a disease similar to epilepsy... Just be happy if you are happy, what are you doing?
?How can you be so trembling from time to time? My dear, when you hold a glass of wine, it sometimes spills all over your chest.
Also, is your right hand wearing gold or silver? What are you doing with it in your pocket?
Xu Zhengyang helplessly explained to his buddies: "When I put the second kick just now, it exploded. It didn't bleed, but it was a little swollen and ugly..."
The brothers were concerned for a while and then stopped paying attention. Instead, they wondered if it was because of the pain that made him shiver occasionally?
After three rounds of drinking, everyone inside and outside the house got drunk and became more interested, so it became more and more lively. Some friends of the Cao and Zhang families sitting in the courtyard were all drinking wine shamelessly.
I went to the house to toast the people from the police station. I mean, this opportunity is rare! Of course, they knew in their hearts that even if they toasted tonight, it wouldn't be very interesting, but they had to leave an impression.
Someone can do something easy!
After a toast, these old men began to shout and drink in the yard, boasting to each other like children about what they had done and how much they earned now, as if they were afraid of not attracting the attention of the people in the house.
As they were talking, someone brought the topic to Xu Zhengyang and his group: Look at the young people today, all of them have no future. Alas, each generation is really not as strong as the last. They spend all day either eating, drinking, having fun, or causing trouble.
, how worried are the adults at home... As soon as the topic came up, these uncles and elders began to educate these young people across the table: Ah, you also have problems, although this time
If you have been wronged, you have to reflect on it. If you don’t wrong others, you will be wronged... But probably because Cao Gangchuan and Zhang Hao just came out of it, their words were overtly and covertly criticizing Xu Zhengyang. Who let this happen?
Is this kid the leader of this gang of young people? Well, he led both Chen Chaojiang and Liu Bin to jail.
Anyway, basket after basket of hats are being slapped on the heads of these young people one after another. The elders are very impressive! When teaching a lesson, these elders will sometimes look into the room, hoping to use the prestige of teaching the young people a lesson.
, allowing the heavyweights in the room to see their character and integrity, attract attention, and leave a lasting impression!
Xu Zhengyang and the others were helpless. They were angry, but they couldn't go on a rampage like they did with young people like Guo Tian. They could only swallow their anger and cope with it, and reflect deeply with smiles on their faces...
Sure enough, the reprimands and education of these elders had an effect. The two police station directors came out of the room and looked at the people sitting outside the courtyard with glowing faces.
Ah, are the two directors coming to propose a toast? Except for the table of young people, the older men at the other tables are expecting and a little excited. Some people have already stood up, ready to greet the directors politely.
Relationships leave a good impression!
Wearing police uniforms, the two police station chiefs, who stood out among the crowd of ordinary people and were full of majesty and majesty, had an approachable but unapproachable expression. They walked down the platform with a smile and approached several wine tables in the courtyard.
Here comes...
Then, with everyone's expectant eyes, he walked past several tables and came to the table on the far west side next to the wall.
Wu Feng slapped Xu Zhengyang on the shoulder: "What a boy! You are so old and you don't come in to have a drink with me?"
"Have you grown up, bastard? Is it staged?" Zhong Shan's thick voice was particularly loud in the quiet courtyard.
Xu Zhengyang endured the feeling of orgasm that had just erupted in his heart, squeezed it hard with his right hand, took it out from his trouser pocket, stood up with an embarrassed smile, picked up the wine glass, and said with a naive smile: "Uncle, Director Wu,
How can we, young people, be qualified to enter the house and sit at your adults' table? Besides..."
"What the hell!" Zhong Shan slapped him again, but it felt very obvious that this was an affectionate slap. I guess the gentlemen at those tables were older than Zhong Shan.
I wish Zhong Shan could pat them on the forehead so kindly with a smile on his face...
"Come on, come inside and have a few drinks with me!"
"Not good?" Xu Zhengyang replied with a wry smile.
Wu Feng put his arm around Xu Zhengyang's shoulders, pushed him into the house, and said: "Come on, stop pretending to be honest here, come in and have a drink with us. We should leave in a while!"
Xu Zhengyang couldn't help but follow him into the house, not forgetting to turn his head and give his brothers an apologetic and embarrassing smile.
The courtyard was quiet and a little eerie.
Look at the elders who go to great lengths to shout and teach young people, hoping to attract the attention of leaders and leave an impression.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, with expressions of astonishment on their faces. Then they looked around and looked at other people, hoping that they could give themselves an answer. What on earth is going on?
Finally, everyone's eyes fell on Xu Neng, who was sitting in the corner inconspicuously.
Feeling the bright and eager eyes of everyone, Xu Neng showed a simple and honest smile. He probably understood the meaning of the questioning in the eyes of everyone, so he laughed a few times, not knowing what to say or how to explain.
, and he really didn’t know why the two directors were so affectionate and welcoming to his son.
Finally, unable to withstand the questioning in everyone's eyes, the honest Xu Neng picked up the wine glass, stood up with a stooped body, gestured to toast everyone, and then gave an answer that was really not an answer: "Little bastard, long, long
It’s time to make a career!”
Gudongdong...
Xu Neng straightened his back, raised his neck, drank the beer in his glass, and his face glowed red!
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Ahem, let me say this with a blushing face. I have always been like this when coding. I only count the amount of code I get out of a chapter. I am too lazy to split chapters because the word count is too high, let alone cram things into it when the word count is too small...
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So maybe the word count of chapters is generally within 3,000 to 5,000 words. Well, the word count of chapters may increase in the future because as the plot unfolds, the number of words in each chapter will be more. I am too lazy to split the chapters. One day will appear.
The situation is changing, please understand!
It’s a statement in advance!
The increase in recommendation votes is pretty good, I’m very happy, but the number of collections is growing much slower!
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