When I first said this, Zhenfu immediately regretted it. Isn't this another hint to Mao Xiang to force Mao Lin to continue tossing. He quickly swallowed the second half of the words into his stomach, not daring to say the whole thing.

Mao Xiang Guangran realized what he should do. He gathered the people who followed him to find the stubble of Maolin. or laugh at his fate behind his back, or use voice-over voices to stimulate him and embarrass him. Mao Lin forcibly endured and pretended not to see or hear.

Until one morning, when Xue'e opened the courtyard door, she saw a bundle of wheat straw hanging on the lintel of her house. There was a knife of burning paper in the wheat straw, and it swayed leisurely with the morning breeze. According to village custom, only when the family has died, the wheat straw is spread into the house and the mourners are allowed to sit on the ground and keep a vigil. Hang the burnt paper on the door beam to show that there is a funeral at home. Such a scene is naturally a black heart. It is not only a curse to the misfortune of Maolin's family, but also a hint that Maolin is like a dead man, and he does not dare to show up. Xue'e immediately sat down on the threshold, wailing and scolding the thief who hung the mourning objects.

When Mao Lin heard the sound, he was so angry that he almost turned his back on it. Of course, he understood who did it. He could even guess who was secretly directing it. Mao Lin is also a three-foot-tall bloody man, so he can't bear it anymore. He knew that although he was going to stop, the trouble he caused did not subside because he stopped. Some people don't plan to make themselves live a stable life, and even force themselves to a dead end. The only way to survive in front of him is to fight the opponent to the end, either the fish dies or the net breaks. Instead of asking people to strangle themselves at home, it is better to make a big fuss with all their might. As for what kind of fate he will get, Mao Lin can't care about it, so he can only hold the idea of taking one step at a time. If you really can't stay in the village anymore, move your family. Wandering outside the mountains and begging for food, you can also go to the northwest and the east of the country, and the loess will not bury people.

With this excitement and despair, Mao Lin once again encouraged his own people to embark on the journey of petitioning again. It's just that this petition is far less powerful and on a larger scale than before. Some people saw through the mystery and were unwilling to follow him into this troubled water.

When he was forced to be helpless, Mao Lin went straight to Zhenshu and asked him to help him.

Zhenshu understands that the person behind Mao Xiang must be Zhenfu, not Xylophone. Now Muqin lives in the county hospital for treatment, and is disregarding himself, how can he have the mind to call Mao Xiang nonsense. Besides, he understands the temperament and personality of the xylophone. She would never allow Mao Xiang to pull the banner and make a fuss and go to the dead to rectify the Mao Forest. With this judgment, Zhenshu is no longer taboo. And he was caught in the middle of it and couldn't get out. Maolin's petition wasn't planned by his own family. At this point, if he doesn't pull the desperate Maolin, I'm afraid he won't agree. There is even a possibility that he will pull himself out. When people are desperate, they can do anything. Zhenshu agreed, and Maolin secretly helped to do some people's work, and finally made sense of some people's thoughts.

This is especially true of the original thirty or so people, and only eight or nine people are willing to go with him. There are also some people who can't erase their original feelings and barely cope with the help. Those who were willing to go also made their own calculations, saying that they had suffered a disaster this year, and their families did not even have money for food and accommodation, and they could not go far.

Mao Lin gritted his teeth and sold a half-sized fat pig that was fattening up to make up enough for the petition. He asked Zhenshu to pick up an auspicious day, and then took these people out of the mountains and went straight to the county seat. -- by:daliineda|112213890361589729|386 -->