Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Once a fight breaks out with outsiders, the unity of the village is reflected. Zeng Laosan asked how the fight started and whether it would be too much noise just for a pheasant.

Zeng Youhuo knew what Zeng Laosan was worried about. If villagers fought with each other and there were not many people involved, it would not be a big deal. But once it escalated to the village level, fighting was a small matter and the commune would definitely intervene. Zeng Laosan was a bit of a flatterer of Secretary Wang of the commune, so he guessed that Zeng Laosan was worried about being in trouble with Secretary Wang.

But if he was the only one who was hit by the stick, it would be fine and he could just swallow his anger and get over it. But now his eldest nephew has beaten someone up, and this fight is inevitable, so he can't be timid.

"Village chief, the root of this matter lies with you." Zeng Youhuo thought for a moment and said, "You asked me to concentrate on catching pheasants and rabbits. I caught a lot and handed a lot of them over to the team, right?"

"Yes, yes, this is my idea." Zeng Laosan looked around at the villagers at the scene. In addition to the young people, there were also several respected elders. "This is what everyone agreed to. As you can see, Huowazi's ability to catch pheasants is not as good as ours. In the past few days, our canteen has served two meat dishes, one for fish and one for roasted pheasant and rabbit. These were all from Huowazi's family. The fish was caught by his eldest nephew Wangcai, right?"

The villagers’ demands are actually very simple, nothing more than having enough to eat and eating well.

At first, some of them had objections to the Zeng family's jumping out of the five elements and not participating in labor, but when the fish and pheasant were grilled, they smelled so good that the whole family lined up to eat them. How could they have any objections? If they had any objections, it was because they hated themselves for not having the ability like Zeng Youhuo's family.

Immediately, everyone at the scene agreed with Zeng Laosan, praising Zeng Youhuo for his high skills, praising Zeng Wangcai for his great fishing skills and his kindness, saying that he still remembered the village even though he was in the city. They also praised Zeng Laosan a few words, saying that his decision was correct and wise.

Zeng Youhuo continued, "Everyone knows that the mountain behind my house is not big. Pheasants and rabbits are almost eaten up. Traps don't work. If you want to catch more, you have to go to Cow Dung Mountain. Cow Dung Mountain is big. There are not only pheasants and rabbits, but also badgers and wild boars. Last time, my eldest nephew killed a wild boar in Cow Dung Mountain, but Cow Dung Mountain does not belong to our village. There is Zhujia Village and Niuzhuang over there. Those two kids insisted that Cow Dung Mountain belongs to Niujia Village. I have crossed the line..."

The Cow Dung Mountain is very large and looks like a pile of cow dung, hence the name Cow Dung Mountain.

Just as Zeng Youhuo said, the three villages nearest to Niufen Mountain are Zengzhuang, Zhujia Village and Niuzhuang. Among them, Niuzhuang is smaller and has a smaller population. Zengzhuang and its arch-rival Zhujia Village are both large villages with more than 100 households and 200 to 300 young and strong laborers, and their strength is comparable.

This is also an important reason why Zeng Laosan is worried about the fight between the two villages, because when Zeng Laosan and his friends were young, they had fought in such village-level wars and experienced scenes of death.

However, Zeng Youhuo's words let Zeng Laosan know that this matter cannot be retreated. If retreated, Niufen Mountain would become someone else's. They used to fight for water, and now they fight for the mountain.

"Fuck him, Zhujia Village is itching for trouble."

"Village head, we can't tolerate this. If we tolerate it, other villages will laugh at us and say that we are afraid of trouble."

"Also, village chief, Cow Dung Mountain has been ownerless since ancient times. If it is occupied by Zhujia Village, where will Huowazi catch pheasants in the future? How will we serve meat in the canteen? The wife at home can easily say it, but the kids depend on this for meat."

"Village Chief, please say something..."

Before Zeng Laosan expressed his opinion, the young and strong ones could no longer hold back.

Zeng Wangcai naturally agreed to the fight. His second uncle was beaten, his future daughter-in-law was almost molested, and the issue of the territory was not resolved. Where would he go to hunt in the future?

I was planning to go to Niufen Mountain to "hunt" wild boars, and then I came up with the idea of ​​growing some new pheasants, but you guys just took over the mountain and became bandits...

Grandma!

However, fighting is one thing, but a melee involving hundreds of people is definitely not okay. The scene is too big. It's not that we are afraid, but there is no need to cause loss of life. We are all suffering, so why bother just for a bite to eat?

Besides, the two villages are so close to each other. If all the old feuds are really dug up, there will be no peace in the future. There are still people at home who need to make a living. Who can guarantee that they will not be beaten with clubs when they go out?

Zeng Wangcai thought about controlling the situation and giving the people of Zhujia Village an unforgettable memory, making them feel pain, making them afraid, and making them submit.

This requires not only strength, but also technology and external help.

It has to be said that the villagers nowadays are very aggressive and it is quite difficult to subdue them.

At this time, Zeng Laosan expressed his position: "We can fight, but we must be in the right. Then the commune can intervene. If the commune stands on our side, Zhu Laojiu will not be able to make any waves."

Zeng Wangcai admitted that Zeng Laosan’s idea was correct, to rely on official power.

Don't underestimate the control power of the commune over the village. If you are not convinced and they hold your grain bag, they have plenty of ways to deal with you. In a word, not to mention increasing the amount of grain your village has to pay, but saying that the grain you paid is not up to standard is enough to make you suffer.

"The village chief is right. We must win the support of Maihe Commune." Zeng Wangcai took the initiative to say, "Why don't you go to the commune to meet with Secretary Wang and tell him that our village went to Niufen Mountain to catch pheasants but was robbed by Zhujia Village. If this happens again in the future, our village will have nothing to offer to the commune."

Zeng Laosan's face turned green when he heard this, and he thought to himself, you are such a cruel boy, this is not asking for support, this is clearly a threat.

But he had no way to object, because there was nothing wrong with what Zeng Wangcai said, at least Zeng Laosan couldn't find any fault with it. Firstly, the commune could ask the production team for food, vegetables, people, and even the pigs raised by the production team, but wild boars were not among them, unless there was a policy from above that asked the production team not to spend energy on hunting, which was barely justifiable. If there was no policy, it was not impossible to ask for it, but it would be easy to be reported. Secondly, the most crucial thing was that, not to mention wild boars and pheasants, as for fish, others did not have Zeng Wangcai's ability and could not get so many.

This is what it means when resources are king. Zeng Wangcai holds the resources in his hands. The commune dare not say anything, but at least Zeng Laosan has to listen for now.

"Okay, I'll go." Zeng Laosan weighed the pros and cons and made a decision in an instant. He didn't need to follow Zeng Wangcai's words when he went to the commune. He just needed to achieve his goal. Damn, this village chief is... Zeng Laosan sighed inwardly and asked, "Wangcai, how did you fight with Zhu Laojiu's child just now? I have to ask clearly so that I can report to Secretary Wang later."

Even if Zeng Lao San didn't ask Zeng Wangcai, he would have said, "That Zhu Damao and Zhu Ermao beat up my second uncle and stole a pheasant. Xiuzhi, Xiaohu and Xiaobao went to argue with him. It was an argument, village chief. Don't get it wrong. Xiuzhi is a girl, how could she go to fight..."

Hearing this, Zeng Laosan couldn't help but twitch his mouth. He looked at the brothers Gousheng and Goudan who were beaten into submission by Zhang Xiuzhi, and said, "We all believe that your wife can beat ten people alone. Okay, it's okay as long as others don't know."

Zeng Wangcai continued, "Before it even started, Zhu Ermao, that brat, had a dirty mouth. He wanted to act like a hooligan because my wife was pretty. Xiaohu couldn't stand it and kicked Zhu Ermao in the balls..."

"Pfft, haha!"

"Well done. I know Zhu Ermao. He's a bit of a jerk. He's a notorious pervert in our generation."

"What kind of pervert is that? He's a pervert. I heard from the people in his village that Zhu Ermao either peeks at other people's wives taking a bath or knocks on widows' doors. He has angered everyone. If his father wasn't the village chief, he would have been beaten to death by the people in his village..."

When they heard that Zhu Ermao was kicked in the crotch, some villagers laughed so hard that they split their legs. Many people who knew Zhu Ermao started talking about his glorious history in Zhujia Village.

It would be even better if Zhu Ermao had a criminal record.

Zeng Laosan was more concerned about what happened later, and asked like a child listening to a story: "What happened next?"

"I arrived later, and I wanted to let things settle peacefully..." Zeng Wangcai thought about it and decided that it would be a bad idea to let things settle peacefully, so he told the truth. "It was mainly because they had more people, more than 20 of them, and we only had four, including a girl. We couldn't beat them, so I wanted to take a step back and give Zhu Damao a cigarette, the one with a filter tip that you guys smoke. But Zhu Damao was very arrogant and kept saying dirty things, and then..."

"and then?"

"Then I kicked Zhu Damao in the balls..."

Zeng Laosan can't hold it anymore, it seems like your whole family is just kicking your balls.

The villagers were so amused that they gave Zeng Wangcai the nickname of "Kicking Balls God of War". It's true that the word "God of War" shows that the villagers of Zengzhuang have some culture, which is much better than Gousheng.

Zeng Laosan frowned and said, "This is a bit troublesome. Zhu Laojiu cherishes his sons the most. You guys should be careful when you go up the mountain tomorrow... How about this, I'm going to the commune. Don't leave until I come back to discuss countermeasures."

"Thank you for your hard work, village chief!" Zeng Wangcai took out a handful of bulk filter-tipped cigarettes and stuffed them into Zeng Laosan's hand. He couldn't let others run errands for nothing.

After distributing the gifts to the village chief, Zeng Wangcai distributed them to the villagers present, and then he would have to rely on them to fight.

Zeng Wangcai didn't feel bad about handing out cigarettes, but Zeng Laosan felt very bad when he saw it: "You guys are so lucky, this Secretary Tobacco King hasn't smoked many. You just smoked one, don't smoke this one, save it for your father to taste when you go back..."

After hearing this, Zeng Wangcai began to look at Zeng Laosan with a new respect. Although this guy couldn't control his pants, he still knew that the villagers should respect the elderly.

After Zeng Laosan left, Zeng Wangcai said loudly: "Everyone stay, wait for the village chief to come back and have a meeting. I will go get some melon seeds for everyone."

A mobilization meeting must be held before the war. There will always be brave men when there is a big reward!