Maoxiang is not Maolin. What he is determined to do, he will not give up easily. He once again encouraged the few people who had followed him and continued to embark on the road of petitioning to overthrow Maolin.

When they arrived at the town government compound again, they still found the poor petition cadre, and they still put on a posture of not leaving the compound if they didn't solve the problem. In order to show his determination, Mao Xiang also deliberately brought the only dirty flower quilt in the house, which was long gone, with tattered cotton wool, into the compound and stacked it on the row of chairs in the town government office. During the lunch break, a few people stayed in the office, eating pancakes and pickles they brought with them, and drinking the hot water boiled in the office. When you have eaten and drunk enough, you will lie down on the row chair and fall asleep. After the town cadres go to work in the afternoon, they will continue to report the problem. The tattered quilt emitted a disgusting smell of sweat, filling the office with the stench of smoky feet. A few young people in the office couldn't stand the fishy smell, and ran to the adjacent office one by one to busy their work.

Especially so, Mao Xiang still feels that it is not enough to taste. He coughed incessantly, blew his nose at random, and spit everywhere. Petition cadres think that he is unhygienic and uncivilized, and they should pay attention to their personal image. Mao Xiang blocked him and said, I am a common man and have no culture. Although the image is a little dirty, he honestly grows his own food and supports himself, and has always abided by the law. Compared with those cadres who violate the law and discipline, it is a hundred times and a thousand times stronger. If I want to say that it is uncivilized, first, I did not make unreasonable trouble and obstruct the public office, and second, I did not jump and beat people and scold people, but I reported the problem to the leaders in a straightforward manner. You are holding the country's job bowl and doing public affairs, but you don't support and judge our people, and you make us unable to live.

The petitioning cadres were so made that they couldn't cry, laugh, get annoyed, and couldn't get angry. There are those who are heart-wrenching and hard, and they are afraid that Mao Xiang will stab the matter to the county. No matter how he explained the results of the investigation in the town that day, Mao Xiang just couldn't listen to it, saying that the town and the village had joined forces to protect each other, and asked to send someone to seriously investigate and deal with it.

Mao Xiang is like a family member in the compound. When the cadres went to work, he also entered the office on time. When the family got off work, they returned to the village in the dark. The next day, it was the same again. It went on for several days, grinding the people in the compound helplessly. As soon as he saw their shadows, he fled as if he had fled. Bitterness only suffers from the petition cadre. He had to see Tian'er accompany him, and ruminated like an old cow and a few people in the work area to investigate the little things. In the end, the petition cadres really lost their spirits, and he sat with Mao Xiang without saying a word, like a prisoner.

Yang Xiande was finally waited for one afternoon a few days later.

Yang Xiande thought that the people in the work area had settled the matter of Mao Xiang's petition, so he leisurely entered the town government compound. Unbeknownst to him, as soon as he entered the government office, he was half angry at the foul smell in the room and the appearance of Mao Xiangxiang facing the sky.

He shouted and asked, what's the matter, haven't you figured it out yet? What are you doing to eat, you can't even do this little thing, so go home early and coax your wife to hug the baby and count the miles. The petition cadres have nowhere to complain about their suffering, and there are tears flowing without a place. He stood aggrievedly in the middle of the house, unable to say anything. [End of Chapter]