Kong Chuan looked at him in astonishment: "What kind of bad idea do you have, bitch?"
Although he wanted to whip those people more than once, were those people capable of doing whatever they wanted?
That's a hornet's nest!
Untouchable!
After hearing this, Old Man Tang's eyes gradually brightened, and he said excitedly: "I think it's okay. We have tens of thousands of people in the commune, but we still can't deal with those little bastards?"
"It's okay." Kong Chuan scolded him with a dark face: "Xiao Chu is young and immature. Are you, an old man, immature?"
"Then what do you think we should do?" Old Man Tang asked with a glare.
"I……"
Kong Chuan was suddenly speechless and began to pull out his hair again.
This was really too difficult, and he didn't know how to deal with it at the moment.
"There is nothing you can do in return for me, so just do as Xiao Chu said, let's go, let's go to the commune and make a phone call now!"
Old Man Tang cared about his grandson, so he had no intention of arguing with him. He stepped forward, grabbed Kong Chuan's arm, and walked out in a hurry.
"You motherfucker, let go, let go of your shoes, my shoes are about to fall off!"
The old man was quite energetic, and Kong Chuan struggled a few times but couldn't break free.
Chu Heng, who was following behind, bared his teeth in a secret smile and followed quickly, carrying a shoe that Mr. Kong had dropped.
After a while, the three people arrived at the commune and went directly into Kong Chuan's office without disturbing anyone.
As soon as he entered the house, Mr. Tang touched the phone and started to call people.
"Hey, Lao Huang?"
"Hurry up and inform your captain and ask him to come to the commune."
"What's up?"
"Just tell me that I'm going to fight with someone and ask him to come over and help me out!"
Kong Chuan sat aside and watched with a helpless expression. Old Tang was not only much more senior than him, he was actually his uncle. There was nothing he could do against this old guy.
Chu Heng was smoking on the side as if nothing happened.
After more than 40 minutes of this, Old Man Tang notified all the more than 20 brigades in the commune.
All that's left is to wait.
And they didn't have to wait too long. Not long after Old Man Tang finished the phone call, Captain Xu from the West Xujiagou, which is closest to Daxin Store, came over.
Captain Xu looks to be in his fifties, with gray hair. He is not very tall, but has a strong body, which is short, stubby and fat.
He is Old Man Tang's nephew and son-in-law, and they are very close to him. When he heard that the old man was going to fight with someone, he didn't even bother to show his face, but came in a hurry.
Therefore, after entering the house, Captain Xu didn't even say hello to Kong Chuan, but quickly asked Old Man Tang: "What's wrong, uncle, who are you going to fight with?"
Old Man Tang told him the story in general, and Captain Xu's eyes were filled with anger: "These bastards are so rebellious that they dare to touch Tang Feng!"
"Don't worry, uncle, I will definitely help with this matter. I will call the team headquarters right away!"
With that said, Captain Xu walked to his desk, picked up the phone, and called the West Xujiagou team headquarters to ask the people at home to prepare for the fight.
After a while, the captains of other brigades also came over one after another. For the sake of Old Man Tang, they also included Pan Dalei, Liu Xi and other captains who had already been angry with Chu Heng.
After a while, an agreement was quickly reached.
Fuck him!
…
At six o'clock in the morning, the morning light is dim.
The winery employees and their families came out of the house yawning, chatting about what happened last night, and carrying lunch boxes to the kitchen to prepare meals.
"Is it going to be dawn now?"
Chu Heng, who had just gone to bed after four o'clock, got up from the kang in a daze. Looking at the golden sunlight shining into the room, he had a vague feeling that he had just slept for a few minutes.
He sat on the kang and was stunned for a while. He smoked another cigarette before finally coming back to his senses and quickly put on his clothes and went to the ground.
By the time he finished urinating and washed himself, Cen Hao and Jiang Fanghao had already eaten.
Chu Heng wandered over, stretched out his hand to pull a stool and sat down. He picked up the porridge filled with lunch boxes and took a sip to quench his thirst.
Jiang Fanghao raised his head, pushed the pickle bottle in front of him forward, and asked with a smile: "What time did you come back yesterday? I don't know at all."
"It's almost four." Chu Heng put some pickle sticks into his mouth, took another steamed bun, and said while eating: "Comrade Fenghua of the propaganda team, how did you arrange it?"
"I live in the same room as Jin Jin and the others." Cen Hao looked at him with a strange expression: "Master Chu, why do I think that woman is interested in you?"
"If your eyeballs are useless, just take them off and use them as light bulbs to step on." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him: "This is something that everyone can see, but you only know this?"
"Ah? Really?" Cen Hao looked confused, turned around and pushed Jiang Fanghao: "You already knew this?"
"A fool." Jiang Fanghao shook his head with a smile, and quickly asked: "Master Chu, how is the matter? How did the people in Daxin Store react?"
"It's about as you expected. Now the whole commune is united and gearing up. As long as those people dare to come, I'm sure they'll be beaten so hard that my mother won't even recognize them!" Chu Heng said with a bad smile.
"Great!" Jiang Fanghao, who had been thinking about it for half a night, breathed a sigh of relief and pounded the table excitedly.
The matter he had planned with his own hands had come to fruition at this point, and he would follow Chu Heng to leave this poor valley and move towards a bigger stage!
Then a few people chatted about yesterday's events for a while, and before they knew it, breakfast was finished.
Chu Heng wiped his mouth, pushed the empty lunch box forward as a habit, took out the cigarette and dispersed it in a circle, then walked out of the room with a cigarette in his mouth, wiped his body and went to the next door, poked at the door and faced
Lu Yansong, who was eating, said: "Lao Lu, people from Daxin store may not be coming now. Please arrange for the employees to go to the fields to work first."
"ah?"
Lu Yansong's heart suddenly became tense, and he quickly raised his head and asked, "Why aren't you coming? Are you not coming today, or are you not coming in the future?"
After Chu Heng explained the reason to him, Lu Yansong breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly took over his notebook with the work plan recorded, and scrawled and corrected it while eating breakfast.
This old man's life is quite miserable. After something like this happened, all his follow-up plans had to be postponed and redone!
at the same time.
On the only road between Penglai and Daxindian, many Daxindian members had gathered. Some were carrying sticks and some were carrying farm tools, waiting in full formation.
On a hill on the roadside, Kong Chuan and the captains were talking together.
Liu Xi looked into the distance with a cigarette in his mouth and frowned: "Old Huang, is your news accurate? Are they really coming this way?"
"It's definitely accurate. I have a relative whose child is in the county security department. He told me personally." A middle-aged man who was somewhat bald said confidently.
"Coming!"
At this moment, Old Man Tang pointed to the distance with a sullen face.
Looking in the direction of his finger, a group of young people wearing military green clothes appeared in their field of vision riding bicycles.