Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

Feng Huaijun only suffered superficial injuries and was discharged from the hospital after being bandaged.

It was around 11 o'clock in the evening when Zhao Qin arrived at his uncle's house. Feng Xinghua had been waiting at the intersection in front of the door.

Seeing Zhao Qin getting off the car, he helped take the luggage bag from his hand and said, "My uncle said that he seemed to be followed by someone when he came back from outside last night. He happened to run into my fifth uncle who was butchering pigs, and that's when the gang left."

"Okay, I understand. Please help arrange for my senior brother and friends to rest. Can you get some food?"

"Knowing you were coming, your sister-in-law prepared everything in advance, but she didn't know there would not be enough rice with so many people coming, so we'd have to eat noodles."

"Just take a bite."

Zhao Qin entered the house first and went straight to his second uncle's room.

Hearing that he would come over in the evening, Feng Huaijun had been waiting. Just now, he heard the noise outside and knew that he was coming. He was not surprised to see him.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I'll have to trouble you to come here overnight."

"Uncle, we are a family, so let's not be polite. Are you okay?"

"They were very measured in their attacks. I guess they didn't intend to cripple me. The hit on my head happened to be a stone when I fell, and the hit on my leg was not serious. I will be fine after two days of rest."

At this time, the second aunt brought in a cup of tea, and Zhao Qin quickly stood up to take it.

Feng Huaijun waved at her and said, "You go out first. I'll have a good chat with Aqin."

After the others left, Feng Huaijun motioned him to close the door, and then he lowered his voice and said, "After they beat me, they told me to sell the tea plantation. I also said that if I wanted to sell the tea plantation again, they would beat me again."

"How has our tea mountain been destroyed?"

"We dug up more than a hundred tea trees." Feng Huaijun said with a look of heartache, "These people deserve to die. Your uncle and I paid a high price for them. The trees on that mountain are all good tea trees aged four to six years old, which is the peak production period.

One tree can produce at least two kilograms of tea a year."

"Uncle, if the tea trees are gone, we can plant new ones. Did you see what the people who beat you looked like?"

Feng Huaijun shook his head. "Four of them, all young men. I just arrived at the tea mountain this afternoon, and they seemed to have been waiting for me. I remember two of them, but they were both strangers. But judging by their voices, they must be locals."

As he was talking, his uncle Feng Huaiyuan also came. After greeting him, he said to Zhao Qin, "Ah Qin, I really have no clue at all. I felt someone was watching me last night, but I didn't expect that they didn't touch me, but hit your uncle."

Feng Xinghua knocked on the door and came in, "Let Aqin eat something first."

"Yes, yes, let's have a meal and take a rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow." Feng Huaiyuan said and stood up.

Zhao Qin was holding the rice and eating absentmindedly. The big dog came closer and asked, "Mr. Zhao, do you have any idea?"

"My uncle said they must be locals, four young people."

Da Gou put the chopsticks on the table, freed his right hand and patted his chest, "Boss Zhao, leave this to me. I guarantee that I can find the person within five days... no, within three days."

Zhao Qin looked at him and smiled, "This is not our town."

"It's all the same. I know where these people like to hang out. I can find out by asking around." The so-called inquiring is not as simple as just asking.

At this time, Feng Xinghua also came over and said, "I called the police when I came back from the hospital. The police station asked about the situation and heard that the injuries were not serious. I guess they didn't take it too seriously."

"Don't be too anxious, let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

With nine people coming, my second uncle's family definitely couldn't accommodate them all, so they split up and lived in two separate rooms. Zhao Qin still lived in the room he and Axue had shared last time.

Lying in bed, he couldn't fall asleep at all.

There were many things he couldn't figure out. On the one hand, was the other party targeting him or just the tea mountain? And why was he targeting the tea mountain?

Judging from the feedback from my uncle a few years ago, the town clearly welcomes me.

If the other party is powerful enough, then they should understand the government's attitude, and it would be unwise to target themselves at this time.

Could it really be the work of some gangsters?

But what are their motives?

He kept thinking until after three o'clock, but still had no clue, so he temporarily stopped and took a nap.

Early in the morning, I took out my bag and wrapped a big red envelope. It was the first month of the lunar year, and since I was here, I had to see my grandfather first no matter what.

On the way to his uncle's house, Feng Xinghua reminded him, "Grandpa doesn't know that my dad was beaten, so don't let it slip."

"I heard from your uncle that you came here overnight. What's the hurry?" The old man was not confused. Who would visit relatives at night?

"Grandpa, I just came back from another place. I happened to be close to you, so I came here directly. I didn't come from home, so I didn't prepare anything to wish you a happy new year."

As he said this, he took out the red envelope and placed it on the small table in front of him, "It's not that my grandson is lazy, please don't be angry."

When the old man saw the red envelope, his eyes widened and he cursed in the local dialect, "I gave you so much last time, give it back. I can't spend it all. It's all for your two uncles. Take it back."

Zhao Qin chuckled, "Live a long life, spend your money slowly. When you have time someday, ask your grandson to take you to the city and buy whatever you like."

The old man grinned and said, "I think that building in the city center is nice, should we buy it too?"

"Buy! If you don't have enough money, I'm here for you."

The old man raised his hand and stroked his head. It seemed he was thinking of something, and he sighed deeply again.

"Your father came a few days ago. He has changed a lot. He said he got married again. I was not angry. After all, he is still young and it is not a big deal to be single all the time.

He also said that the village had some kind of tourism event and it was very lively every day, and he wanted to take me there to stay for a few days. ”

At this point, the old man pointed to the bed in the inner room and said, "I'm used to sleeping here. I can't sleep without it."

It is inevitable for old people to talk a lot, and they will repeat what they said before over and over again as if it were the first time. Zhao Qin still listened with great interest and made a joke from time to time.

They chatted for an hour, and Feng Huaiyuan had already poked his head in four or five times. The old man smiled and pointed outside, "Your uncle is calling you to have breakfast, go and eat more. Why are you still so thin?

Look at your elder brother, he looks stronger than you."

"Grandpa, I have flesh growing between my bones."

"Okay, okay, let's go."

After Zhao Qin left, the old man picked up the red envelope. There were two stacks of money inside without counting. "This kid is too generous. How can he spend money like this?"

He muttered something, and just then Feng Huaiyuan called him to eat.

"I won't eat in the front hall, give me some." The old man said, and pushed the red envelope to his eldest son, "You are buying tea trees for Aqin, take this and buy him a few more."

"Dad, don't worry about it. Just accept what Aqin gives you. He doesn't need this little bit."

The old man raised his hand and pointed at his eldest son, "Yes, I took it, but in the end it was still a bargain for you. I think you just think that Aqin is easy to talk to, and you can't get enough of taking advantage of him."

Feng Xingyuan knew Laozi's temper and did not refute, "Yes, yes, we just want to take advantage. If you don't want us to take advantage, then spend as much as you want. If you can't spend it all, I will burn it on your grave and you can take it with you to the underground.

We are all adopted by you, except your grandson who is your biological son."

The old man stretched out his hand and hit Feng Xingyuan, and Feng Xingyuan did not dodge. After being hit twice, the old man went into the house with the red envelope, cursing.

Feng Xingyuan returned to the front hall and soon brought another bowl of noodles to the old man.

"Where are the beans? Why are there only so few?" As the elderly's sense of taste deteriorates, food becomes increasingly salty. The old man likes to eat pickled sour beans.

"Ask your grandson, he said you are old and should eat less pickled food."

The old man snorted and picked up the noodles to eat.