"What are you doing, this is the ancestral cemetery of our Zhao family village, buried our Zhao family ancestors, you actually dug it for us!"

"Stop, you can't do this without our permission. ”

"Stop, you bastards, I'm fighting with you. ”

"Don't dig it, this is an ancestral grave!"

Hearing these voices, Chen Yang and the little junior sister glanced at each other, and the two of them quickened their pace and walked in the direction where the sound came from.

Through the dense forests and fields, the two finally reached the place where the sound came from.

I saw that on the hillside in front, a group of villagers were confronting a group of outsiders, and the two sides were equal in number and refused to give in to each other.

Chen Yang and Tao Xiaotong recognized the villagers of Zhaojia Village, and the two walked over, found an old man and asked, "Grandpa Zhao Caibao, what's going on?"

The old man's name is Zhao Caibao, which means beckoning treasure.

He turned his head to look at Chen Yang and the others, and said, "It turns out that Yangzi and Xiaotong are back, you see, it's not that someone is going to dig up the ancestral grave of our Zhaojia Village, everyone is blocking it." ”

Chen Yang carefully looked at the situation at the scene, and saw that the young and strong villagers of Zhaojia Village were connected in a row and surrounded a piece of land.

Behind them, there is a cemetery.

Although these graves are very simple, they also have monuments, not mass graves.

Chen Yang recognized this place as the ancestral cemetery of Zhaojia Village, and the people of Zhaojia Village died and were all buried here.

In front of the villagers of Zhaojia Village, there was a group of people with fierce faces, about fifty or sixty people.

Although these people did not say anything, the ruthlessness in their eyes was not comparable to that of the villagers.

Moreover, Chen Yang also saw that the bulging in their clothes was obviously hiding weapons.

These people, at first glance, are gangsters, and they are here to make trouble.

A middle-aged man in a suit, standing in front of the thugs, with a sinister sneer on his face, did not say a word, silently listening to the accusations of the villagers.

The disdain in his eyes was unabashedly exposed.

These villagers, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Seeing the situation clearly, Chen Yang asked Zhao Caibao: "Grandpa Caibao, what happened, what are these outsiders doing?"

Zhao Caibao took a puff of dry tobacco and sighed: "Alas, this thing is unlucky, have you seen it, the middle-aged man in a suit, called Du Hao, is a big boss in the county and has a lot of money." And his brother is even more powerful, he is the county magistrate of the county. Just a month ago, I don't know why, this Du Hao suddenly appeared in our Zhaojia Village, saying that he wanted to buy our ancestral cemetery. Of course we don't agree with this kind of thing. ”

So this Du Hao ran to our village every day, and in the end, I don't know why, he actually moved the village chief Zhao Binglin, signed the painting, and sold this ancestral cemetery to him. ”

Hearing this, Chen Yang was a little surprised.

Zhao Binglin's temperament, he knows, he has a hot temper and is definitely a man, and it is impossible to sell the ancestral cemetery.

He looked at Zhao Caibao and asked, "Uncle Binglin sold the ancestral grave to this person named Du Hao? How is this possible, where is Uncle Binglin now?"

I don't know where I went, Du Hao said that he took the money and went to the county by himself. ”

Zhao Caibao shook the dry tobacco, his face showed a sad look, and he felt that the village was betrayed by Zhao Binglin, and he was very disappointed.

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, Zhao Binglin was not there, it was likely that he was locked up by Du Hao after being forced to sign and detain.

He glanced at Du Hao, his face sank, and said to Zhao Caibao: "Grandpa Caibao, you continue to speak." ”

Zhao Caibao said: "Du Hao took the contract of sale, and he went door to door to find us and asked us to move the ancestral grave, but no one in the village did it." Then he paid 800 yuan for each household moved. So two white-eyed wolves with foreign surnames moved their graves, but they couldn't change the overall situation. ”

Later, when he saw that he couldn't move us, Du Hao revealed his true colors and directly sent someone to dig our ancestral grave. Fortunately, on the first night, he was seen by Zhao Si, who was patrolling the mountain, and reported to the villagers to prevent them from digging graves. But it was still a little slower, they dug seven or eight graves, the urns were all broken, and the ashes were blown by the mountain wind, and I don't know where they went. These turtle sons are really lacking in morality. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Caibao was filled with righteous indignation, so angry that his wrists trembled, and he couldn't even hold the dry tobacco pouch steadily.

He glared at Du Hao and continued to preach to Chen Yang and Tao Xiaotong: "Those who dig graves, we couldn't catch them, they all sneaked away. I thought that Du Hao would stop, but I didn't expect that the next day he would take someone to the village and beat Zhao Si, who was patrolling the mountains, and his legs were broken. ”

So ruthless!

Chen Yang's eyes froze, and a touch of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Caibao didn't notice Chen Yang's gaze, and then said: "At that time, Zhao Si was covered in blood, which was really pitiful. The village pooled the money and sent him to the county hospital, who knew that Du Hao sent someone to guard and did not let the doctor treat Zhao Si. You said that Du Hao is not hateful!"

However, Zhao Si was also stubborn, he didn't say a word, and asked Zhao Liu, who came back, to tell the villagers that everyone must guard the ancestral tomb, no matter what, Du Hao must not be allowed to succeed. ”

So the young adults in the village organized themselves and guarded the ancestral cemetery every day, Du Hao came several times, but he didn't dare to come up the mountain, took a second look, and quietly left. Today he brought these people, but he was afraid that he would come hard. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Caibao's eyes were full of despair.

In his opinion, Du Hao is rich, his brother is still the county master, and Zhaojia Village can't deal with it at all.

"The master said that it is not right to dig up other people's ancestral graves. ”

Tao Xiaotong muttered, looked at Du Hao, who was outcast, and clenched his fists angrily.

Chen Yang patted Tao Xiaotong on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, little junior sister, let's see what tricks this bastard wants to play first." ”

At this time, the villagers stopped Du Hao and his party, still shouting and scolding.

Especially a few villagers who had been dug up their ancestral graves were even more angry.

Du Hao didn't say anything, and suddenly, he took a step forward and shouted, "Which of you can make a decision, stand up for me." ”

"Hmph, Lao Tzu Zhao Dashu, I'll meet your turtle son today. ”

A sturdy middle-aged villager walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Du Hao.

Du Hao looked at Zhao Dashu, pointed to the villagers behind Zhao Dashu blocking the ancestral cemetery, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure, you can represent them?"

Zhao Dashu said: "Zhao Binglin betrayed us, and I am the newly elected acting village chief of everyone." Tell me something. ”

"Good. ”

Du Hao nodded, took out a stack of documents, held it up and said: "This is the land sale agreement signed and sealed by Zhao Binglin, what is sold is the land behind you, in black and white, you can see it clearly." ”

Zhao Dashu glanced at Du Hao, didn't look at the documents, and said coldly: "You have a sick brain? I can't read, you show me a fart."