In the early years, some people petitioned and made trouble, but in the end no one benefited. Later, I don’t know who gave Song Dejiu the idea to make these mines collectively owned. However, this collective ownership was only in name.
It was Song Dejiu and his family who had the final say.
The buildings in the village were built with money from the Song family, but the villagers only have the right to live in and not buy and sell. If anyone offends Song Dejiu, it means being kicked out of Xiawa Village. The key is that there is no place to reason.
Therefore, Song Dejiu was right when he said that Xiawa Village belongs to him, Song Dejiu, and any regulations are of no use in Xiawa Village. He is the local emperor of Xiawa Village, and he can take possession of life and death in the blink of an eye.
But at this moment, the earthly emperor's face was ashen.
He widened his cloudy eyes, trying to confirm what the gust of wind that just blew was, when someone grabbed him by the neck.
"Song Dejiu, I said before, no one can stop me, not to mention you, the local emperor of Xiawa Village, even if the real emperor comes, I, Zhu Tianlei, will not be afraid!"
Song Dejiu was fighting with both sides. He had been majestic in Xiawa Village all his life. Not to mention being choked by others, even when he spoke loudly, there were few people around. This Zhu Tianlei... actually dared to choke him. It was really counter-intuitive.
It's crazy.
"Cough cough cough...how dare you..."
After all, he is ninety years old, and all the organs in his body have aged to a certain extent. Just like now, he feels as if his neck will be strangled in the next second.
"Don't say that I dare not touch you. You are so old. Even if you die, no one will suspect that you were strangled to death."
Zhu Tianlei said these words close to Song Dejiu's ears.
Song Dejiu's head was buzzing due to lack of oxygen. Zhu Tianlei's words made him angry, but more of a fear.
"Listen, if anyone dares to take another step forward, his life will be lost."
Zhu Tianlei held Song Dejiu's neck and looked at everyone.
Song Bainian looked at Zhu Tianlei's actions with cold sweat running down his back.
This young man is so terrifying, his strength can almost destroy anything. Therefore, at this moment, the only thought in Song Bainian's mind is: Don't be Zhu Tianlei's enemy in this life.
The originally turbulent crowd was silent at this moment.
Everyone is thinking about one thing: if Song Dejiu dies, will their lives be better, will the house belong to them, and will the mine become a mine that everyone can get a share of?
The collective property of soup.
So at this moment, should they continue to rush forward and get rid of Song Dejiu with the help of this ruthless man who is willing to risk his life?
"Stop, we'll let you open Second Sister Ye's coffin. Let Brother Dejiu go."
An old man who had been sitting next to Song Dejiu stood up. Judging from his age, he was in his seventies. Compared with Song Dejiu, he was slightly fatter.
"Do you have a say?"
Zhu Tianlei snorted coldly.
At this moment, Song Dejiu, who was being choked by Zhu Tianlei, began to groan desperately.
"It's too late to beg for mercy now. Dean Song, let's go in. If anyone dares to come up and stop us, the end will be the same as it."
After Zhu Tianlei finished speaking, he kicked the bronze tripod next to the altar table. The half-person-high bronze tripod was kicked away. Everyone took a look at the bronze tripod that fell outside. There was a clearly identifiable footprint on it and the depth of the depression.
It's actually more than ten centimeters.
How can a human body be compared with bronze?
There were still people who were about to make a move, but they stopped their actions knowingly.
Zhu Tianlei carried Song Dejiu and strode into the ancestral hall. Song Bainian glanced at the people around him with complicated eyes, and followed Zhu Tianlei into the ancestral hall.
The inside of the ancestral hall was not as imagined, with ancestor plaques enshrined, incense tables and the like, but just an empty, dark room.
It was broad daylight, the room was pitch dark, and there was a pungent musty smell.
"Where's the coffin?"
Zhu Tianlei let go of Song Dejiu's neck and asked coldly.
Song Dejiu felt faint in front of his eyes. He was panting heavily, as if he wanted to fill his lungs with air.
"Don't make me ask a second time."
Under the dim light, Zhu Tianlei was like a Rakshasa walking in hell. Song Dejiu had already lost half of his life to Zhu Tianlei, and he could no longer withstand the slightest fright.
"Inside..."
Song Dejiu pointed to a corner in the darkness and said.
As soon as Song Dejiu finished speaking, Song Bainian walked towards that corner impatiently. Zhu Tianlei glanced at Song Dejiu.
"Are you going to follow me there by yourself or should I carry you there?"
Song Dejiu glanced at Zhu Tianlei. Even though his head was swollen and his whole body was weak, he still moved towards the corner by himself.
Song Bainian stood in front of a box-like thing made of cement. The cement was so strong that even with his bare hands, he probably couldn't dig it open even with a spade and pickaxe.
"Here is Ermei Ye's coffin. If you are able, open it!"
Song Dejiu's physical fitness is indeed superior to ordinary people, but he has almost recovered in such a short period of time.
"Song Dejiu, you thought we couldn't open it, right?"
In the darkness, Zhu Tianlei looked at the flash of viciousness on Song Dejiu's face and said coldly.
"Then it depends on your own abilities."
Song Bainian glanced around. He needed tools. His grandmother's skeleton was underneath. It was the first time in more than twenty years that he had the opportunity to be so close to his grandmother. No matter what, he would not give up.
But the room was pitch dark and empty, and nothing could be seen.
"ha!"
In the darkness, Song Bainian heard a sound that sounded like a smile but not a smile, followed by a loud bang. Then he looked at a huge hole in the cement in front of him. Zhu Tianlei kicked several times, and several cracks were opened around the hole.
, dozens of seconds later, it looked like the indestructible cement was falling into pieces.
A black coffin was revealed.
All of Song Bainian's attention was attracted by the coffin. He touched the coffin tremblingly, then his knees softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Grandma, Nian's baby is unfilial. He didn't come back until more than 20 years ago. Grandma..."
A suppressed cry came from Song Bainian's mouth.
"Dean Song, now is not the time to cry. Take the time to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy!"
It's not that Zhu Tianlei doesn't understand Song Bainian, it's because he always feels that everything is weird, and there are hundreds of people outside. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, if he had really relied on hard work, would it have been so smooth?
Deus Ex is still unknown.
Therefore, no matter from which perspective, this matter cannot be delayed and must be resolved quickly.
"Oh, okay, Tianlei, I'll trouble you then!"
By now, Zhu Tianlei had become omnipotent in Song Bainian's eyes, so he gave the task to Zhu Tianlei without even thinking about it.
Zhu Tianlei didn't refuse. He reached out and pressed the opening on one side of the coffin. With a strong force, the heavy black coffin was opened with a crunch. Song Bainian hurriedly jumped on it. (To be continued)