Crossing 70: Fish in the Pond Have Good News

However, just as his plan began, some people in the village began to sing a different tune. Just as Zhuang Shouren was hesitating whether to stop this behavior, the response from the remaining educated youth came.

Three reporters!

Zhuang Shouren never expected that they would actually bring reporters, which forced him to stop his arrangements. Taking the opportunity of inviting people to dinner, he asked his eldest son to go to the homes of those strong laborers one by one to notify them to go and clean the river in the afternoon.

But the feeling of making a decision on your own and being forced to make a decision are completely different.

Zhuang Shouren had to admit that he still felt aggrieved. How come those damned educated youth always had a chance to turn things around? Was he really not as smart and capable as those educated youth? Were the extra twenty or thirty years of hard work all for nothing?

Restraining his inner impatience, he cheerfully invited the reporters to eat and drink, and seemed to be really happy.

When the educated youth came to the river with their hoes on their shoulders when they went to work in the afternoon, they saw the men who were already busy at work. The sadness on their faces could hardly be suppressed, and they smiled broadly.

That’s great. With so many people coming to clean the river, the work can be completed in just two days!

The educated youth looked at each other, regrouped, and joined the busy crowd.

Not long after, Zhuang Shouren came over with the reporters.

Seeing this busy and bustling scene, the person in charge of taking pictures quickly raised his camera.

Another young reporter also took out a pen and began to write something in his notebook.

Zhuang Shouren and the journalists around him introduced the busy villagers, briefly mentioned a few names, told him about the villagers' family situations, played up their pity and tried to gain some sympathy. He hoped that the journalists could highlight the team's spirit of hard work and fearlessness in building the team when writing reports and strive for a good reputation.

It's better than now when people mention the construction team, they talk about the wild boars coming down the mountain. Although it's tragic, at least they don't make a fool of themselves.

The reporter nodded and said yes, but no one knew what he was thinking.

From time to time, he looked towards the location of the educated youth, paying special attention to the female educated youth, and then looked at the villagers again and again, but he still didn't see any female comrade, so he had a rough idea in his mind.

After the other two reporters finished their work, the three reporters went to conduct a brief interview with the educated youth. Of course, this part was conducted with Zhuang Shouren's full company.

Therefore, no educated youth said anything they shouldn't. Although everyone didn't want to exaggerate how great the team was against their will, at least no one talked too much about the negative content.

Just as the interview was coming to an end, a woman covered in blood and holding a hatchet suddenly walked over here.

The villagers working in front looked up and were shocked. "What the hell! Zheng family, what are you doing?"

The villager had a loud voice, and his shout made everyone else look over.

The three reporters also stopped asking questions and turned to look.

When the educated youth saw who was coming, they were stunned.

Lin Zhiqiu? ? What happened to her?

Zhuang Shouren frowned subconsciously, feeling extremely fearful.

Lin Zhiqiu pointed the hatchet at Zhuang Shouren and said, "Get out of here."

Zhuang Shouren subconsciously took a step back, but when he looked at the three reporters next to him, he subconsciously thought that he must not let Lin Zhiqiu talk nonsense with the reporters, so he stopped again and looked at Lin Zhiqiu steadily, with undisguised fierceness in his eyes, "Zheng family, why are you crazy again? Go home quickly."

Lin Zhiqiu stared at Zhuang Shouren expressionlessly, then said in a positive tone, "You are afraid. It's rare that you, Zhuang Shouren, are afraid of me?"

Fang Qianqian's eyes suddenly turned red. She seemed to realize something. She tightly gripped the wooden handle of the shovel with both hands, and her whole body was shaking with excitement.

Zhuang Shouren glared at him with a stern look on the outside but a weak heart on the inside. "Lin Zhiqiu, if you have anything to say, I'll go to your house and talk to your husband later. Go back now and don't cause any trouble!"

"Who are you looking for? My man? Are you sure?" Lin Zhiqiu showed a strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Then, in front of everyone, he took a few quick steps, raised his hatchet and chopped towards Zhuang Shouren, "Then I will take you to find him now!"

Zhuang Shouren was terrified, and the three reporters next to him were also stunned. In the end, it was Zhao Chunjiang and two male educated youth who stopped Lin Zhiqiu and prevented her from actually killing Zhuang Shouren.

But even so, Zhuang Shouren's clothes were torn and his arm was cut, bleeding.

Zhuang Shouren came to his senses and immediately ran away, "Zheng family, are you crazy? How dare you chop me? Just wait for me..." At this moment, he didn't care whether she was a reporter or not. He had to avoid this crazy woman first and ask someone to call Zheng family to deal with this damn woman. It would be best if she was beaten to death so that she would remember this lesson!

The three reporters were stunned and dared not move, and the educated youth subconsciously surrounded the reporters, fearing that Lin Zhiqiu would hurt these three people in a fit of impulse. That would be more than just a waste of time, and they, the educated youth, might have to suffer even more.

After being stopped, Lin Zhiqiu quickly calmed down and even put down his hatchet. He said to the three reporters, "I have called the police. Before the police come, I want to talk to you about this cannibalistic place."

!!! The educated youth were shocked.

What did she say? She called the police? What did you call the police about?

The two Zhang monks of the three reporters were confused, "What do you want to say? No, comrade, you...are you injured? Why don't you go to the hospital first? When you calm down a little, we will talk to you again?"

"I don't have time. This is my last chance before the police come." Lin Zhiqiu took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Chunjiang, Fang Qianqian, He Yuanchao, and Chen Xiaohua. "Just think of it as helping me one last time. I don't want to leave quietly. Although I know that everything that happened to me is shameful and my family may feel ashamed if they know about it, at least I want others to know that I resisted and won in the end. I didn't bring shame to the Lin family."

Fang Qianqian's tears immediately fell when she heard this. She moved her lips and called her name with difficulty, "Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu, you finally remembered, didn't you?"

He Yuanchao hurriedly took two steps forward and nervously grabbed Lin Zhiqiu's arm, "Zhiqiu, Lin Zhiqiu...I'll help you, I'll help you!"

Zhao Chunjiang and Chen Xiaohua also made way for her upon seeing this, and bowed to the three reporters behind them, "Please help her."

When the other male educated youths saw this, they also bowed and said, "Please help her!"

The new educated youth looked at each other. Although they didn't understand what was going on, they still made room and stood a line of defense between the villagers and Lin Zhiqiu.