Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

"Call the secretary!"

Secretary Ma must be feeling restless and his eyelids are twitching at this moment.

I felt relieved when I received the call.

After silently repeating "Send the Buddha to the West", Secretary Ma with a gloomy face acted as a free driver again. The car drove into the village. He thought he could finally be free from this burden, but unexpectedly Leng Zhiqiang exploded a bomb.

"Send me to the evil girl! She hurt me, so she has to serve me!"

"Squeak." Secretary Ma was startled and stepped on the brakes and turned his head. "Where are we going?"

Old Man Leng in the passenger seat and Old Lady Leng, who was trying to sit forward in the back seat to leave space for her son's legs, were both silent.

Leng Zhiqiang, who was sitting sideways and leaning against the car window, repeated: "Take me to the east end of the village. I will live there from now on."

I'll screw you! Secretary Ma was so angry that he couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Didn't you call the police again? Why don't you just stay home and wait for the police to handle the matter? What are you bragging about? I'm telling you, Leng Zhiqiang, this is the last time for us. I'm running around for the sake of being from the same village. Don't f*cking look for me or call me in the future! I don't want to get involved in your family's mess!"

He stepped on the accelerator with all his strength, then quickly released it. He couldn't ruin himself just because he was angry at a scumbag. Safety was the most important thing.

Ignoring how the old couple grumbled or how Leng Zhiqiang shouted, Secretary Ma treated himself as a tool. He parked the car in front of the new gatehouse of the Leng family's old house, opened the trunk, took out a large bag, and put it in front of the gate of the courtyard.

No one got out of the car yet!

Secretary Ma's fists hardened again. At this moment he especially understood why Leng Zhiqiang was beaten.

You have to get off the bus even if you don’t want to!

Secretary Ma suddenly found that he couldn't open the car door.

I didn't take out the car key, and the person inside locked the door and the windows.

I lean on the railing with my hair standing on end with anger, and the rain has stopped!

The whole village heard the secretary's roar: "Leng Zhiqiang, you bastard! You are so cruel and ruthless! You deserve to have your legs broken and you deserve to be penniless..."

The villagers who were hiding at home were all blown out. Secretary Ma’s car was surrounded by three layers of people, and on the glass were pairs of hands and eyes under the awning.

"Oh my, the Leng family is really shameless. Our secretary was kind enough to take them out of the hospital. Aren't they taking advantage of us enough?"

"Look how angry the secretary is. What's going on? Pull this idiot out and beat him to death!"

Secretary Ma, who had cursed until his throat was broken, had already regretted it. He shouldn't have gone to pick up the three members of the Leng family like a grandson today; he shouldn't have gotten out of the car without taking out the key to help carry the things; he shouldn't have cursed over and over again, wasting time...

His intelligence had returned to him and he remembered that there was a spare key at home.

"Keep an eye on the car and don't let the children climb on it." Secretary Ma instructed a member of the Ma family and walked quickly home.

Anyway, he couldn't obey Leng Zhiqiang's command. Leng Yanqiu was a very sensible child and a good student. If he sent the Leng family of three to the east end of the village directly...

It’s hard to tell what the consequences will be, but I can’t give it away anyway.

The three members of the Leng family in the car were not having an easy time either. They were feeling really stuffy staying in the small closed space. Outside, there were crowds of villagers watching the fun, scolding them, making fun of them, and digging up their dark history, talking without any regard for the feelings of those in the car.

And there are those pairs of eyeballs lying on the window glass. Even with the film on the car window, it doesn't prevent people in the car from seeing clearly. How creepy!

"Son, how about we just unlock the door and go down? We still have to hang around in the village in the future, right?"

The old man rested his head on the car's operating table and thought sullenly that the Leng family had made too many jokes recently and he couldn't cover up his shame.

"What are you trying to do?" Leng Zhiqiang retorted with a sinister look on his face, "We are a family of one man, wasn't it hard to get along in the past? If you let others manipulate you and be obedient, no one will take you seriously!"

What he said seemed to make sense. Old Man Leng stopped talking. He bent over and looked inside the car. He found a water cup placed on the handbrake. He took it out and shook it, and found water in it.

I'm thirsty already!

If there were some food in the car, Mr. Leng felt that he could hold out until tomorrow.

Unfortunately, a small object suddenly popped out from the car window, and then the three doors were opened almost at the same time, allowing fresh air to circulate...

"I won't go down, I won't go down!" Leng Zhiqiang's roar continued until he reached the ground at the gate of the yard.

"Your family is too poor to afford it, right? You want to occupy our Ma family's car and live there? Bah!" The advantages of the Ma family's name were apparent. Those who helped to pull people out were all from the Ma family, and they could also vent their anger and pinch the kid a few times.

The old couple were carried to the gate of the courtyard in a daze.

Secretary Ma stepped forward, bent down and stretched out his hand. His movements were a bit stiff, so that Leng Zhiqiang, who was lying on the ground, screamed in pain. The car keys that his good arm and hand were guarding were taken away, and his body was scratched all over, causing pain.

"Go to the police and sue me if you dare!" Secretary Ma held two car keys in his hands and straightened his back majestically. "Young men, remember to bear witness for me! I was kind enough to bring the three of them home, but they treated me like a donkey!"

The Leng family, who were already unwelcome in the village, had no one to help after the commotion. The three members of the family, old, weak and sick, struggled very hard to get into the house.

If you are thirsty, drink water first. There is no hot water.

Old Mrs. Leng went to boil water with a sad face. The little joy she had felt after being discharged from the hospital and returning home was completely gone. The house was messy and dirty everywhere, as if it had been abandoned for several years.

The two of them could not be relied upon, as they were all resting on the kang. She boiled some water and quickly cleaned up. Hearing that the father and son were still not clean, she discussed whether to go to the east end of the village now or after dinner.

Old lady Leng was really tired. Couldn't she rest until tomorrow before taking action? Her old bones couldn't bear it any longer. She felt dizzy and nauseous when she was in the car, but she was trying hard to hold it in.

"I've cooked some rice. At least I can have some home-cooked food." Old Mrs. Leng said weakly. "I was so thirsty in the hospital. I feel uncomfortable all over."

Who can feel comfortable just eating and sleeping?

"We can't rest!" Leng Zhiqiang was the smartest of the three people, and he gave orders very well. "Turn off the fire, we have to strike while the iron is hot and go to the east end of the village. I don't believe that the evil girl dares not let us in. After we get in, will we worry about no one to serve us food and drink?"

The old man looked at his son with eyes full of admiration. The hope of the Leng family's restoration lies in the eldest son. Look at his brain and his ability.

At this moment, Leng Yanqiu had just left school and had not checked her mobile phone. She did not know that Secretary Ma had informed her in a hurry. The blood relatives were moving towards the east end of the village with difficulty, you supported me and I supported you, and the speed of the five legs moving was comparable to that of a snail.

The rear camp was empty as the person in charge, Master Wu, had gone to take on the next project, leaving only four workers to do the finishing work.

How many pairs of eyes in Ma Liu Village are watching the next farce? The army is approaching, what will Leng Yanqiu do?