Political Commissar Huang's legs were weak, if it weren't for Deputy Detachment Leader Liu next to her to help her, she would have collapsed to the ground. Political Commissar Huang's face turned pale, and his lips trembled and said:

"Take a group of heavily armed special police officers to the village, does he want to level the village? Quick, hurry up and contact the Zhou Bureau and report the matter!" With Tian Menjiang as the head of the detachment, Political Commissar Huang felt that he would have a heart attack sooner or later!

"Lao Chu, I found the kid who sold the bowl, and he should have done this Haiyan'er thing. I didn't expect that thief-eyed guy to be a village chief! I'm going to look for him in his village, and I'll send you the address, so come if you want to come!"

Village Chief? Chu Bing frowned, the village chiefs in the village, they are all proper tyrants! Moreover, those guys have complicated social relations, and they are definitely not easy to deal with!

Chu Bing reminded Tian Menjiang, but Tian Menjiang laughed and said:

"Don't worry! How can my Lao Tian fight a battle that I am not sure of, and watch Uncle Tian lead people to level this Hewa Village!"

Since Tian Menjiang is prepared, there should be no problem, otherwise the village chief doesn't need to use other means to let a few big girls and little daughters-in-law pounce on him like that, and he won't be able to say anything!

The yard of Hewa Village is covered with cut pods. The whole village was busy in the courtyard. For Hewa Village, soybeans are the most important source of income for the entire village. Women, old people, and children, wielding flails of all sizes, beat the pods vigorously. The men, on the other hand, dragged the stone rocks and crushed the pods all over the ground back and forth!

Zhai Xinyu wiped the sweat on his head with a towel, and looked at the pods in the courtyard, his heart was full of joy. No matter what time of year, the harvest is always refreshing!

Zhai Wuzhong hugged a little girl who was less than two years old, sat on the sunny wall, and looked at the busy people with satisfaction. What is the most important thing for an old man who has gone through hardships all his life and is about to come to an end? Naturally, it is the little girl in his arms, and the abundant days of his descendants!

Zhai Wuzhong kissed Xiao Nannan's forehead, looked at the smiling people who were busy and smiling, and sighed in his heart, it was a good year, a good day!

The mournful siren suddenly sounded, and more than 10 police vehicles drove at high speed, blocking the entrances and exits of the yard tightly! Heavily armed riot policemen marched in echelons with shields, squeezing the crowd's activity space!

"It's all under control, don't let any of them go!"

Tian Menjiang stepped out of the assault car, crossed his hands on his waist, and looked at the scene in front of him with high spirits. His favorite movie to watch when he was a child was an old revolutionary film! Eighteen Households Village was located in a remote location, and there was no screening team to show movies, so he often walked dozens of miles to the countryside to watch a movie.

Tian Menjiang admires the heroic and fearless martyrs and sages in the movie, their noble character for the country and the people deserves everyone's respect and remembrance!

But what he envies the most is the bandit bully in the movie! That guy appeared with a wave of his hand and a bunch of dog legs, and then shouted again, what kind of thing is back! That feeling, that momentum, is amazing! I never thought that my childhood dream would come true today!

Tian Menjiang sighed and thought, he hasn't lived in vain in the past few decades! There is a saying that is right, as long as you work hard, your dream will come true one day! It's a pity that you can't shout that that thing is back, otherwise this feeling will be even more sufficient!

"Adults spare their lives!

"I knew it, I knew it! Paper can't hold the fire, and we'll show our stuffing one day!"

"My lord, the children are still young and don't understand anything, so please spare their lives!"

Hulala knelt down in the courtyard! The chickens and dogs made the children cry and made a mess. Zhai Wuzhong burst into tears, stumbled to everyone, and said painfully:

"Thousands of dodges, but in the end I still didn't dodge, is my Zhai clan going to be destroyed today?!"

"Grandpa doesn't cry, grandpa doesn't cry. ”

The little girl stretched out her tender little hand and kept helping the old man wipe away the tears left behind. But on his little face, tears have flowed into a river.

W-What's going on? All the officers involved in the operation froze. In this situation, how do you feel that you are a heinous villain?

Lao Tian was also stunned, I just came here to play prestige, and by the way, I brought back your traitor head village chief for questioning, so I wouldn't be so dead or alive, right?!

When the scene was deadlocked, a battle flag six sedan drove over, followed by Chu soldiers on motorcycles. Zhou Changfeng didn't wait for the car to stop, then opened the car door and jumped out. The first thing he did was to jump up and slap Tian Menjiang on the back of the head!

Chu Bing put his helmet in the trunk of the motorcycle, looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't hold back his laughter, and laughed out loud.

Not long after, Tian Menjiang withdrew with the entire police force. Zhou Changfeng, Chu Bing, and a commissioner of the Provincial Disaster Department who happened to be in the city on errands, one person and one Ma Zazi, and the old man Zhai Wuzhong, sat by the wall together. Zhai Xinyu, who was in the middle, also sat next to his ancestor.

"Don't be nervous, old man, we are already a new society, and it is our common people who are in charge!

Zhou Changfeng comforted Zhai Wuzhong and said. But he actually wanted to laugh all the time in his heart, and he didn't blame Tianmenjiang's stinky boy who was dumbfounded, the hand of the people in the village was like a movie, who was not dumbfounded?

Zhai Wuzhong smiled awkwardly, turned his head and glanced at Zhai Xinyu, looking at this situation, has the government not discovered the secret of its village yet?

"Old man, we came to the village mainly to ask about the Nanhe Bridge. During the construction of the Nanhe Bridge, there was a sea eye on the No. 2 pier, which kept gushing out, which greatly affected the normal construction of the bridge. ”

"Judging from our investigation, it was the village chief Zhai who helped Zeming Group solve the impact of Haiyan, so that the Nanhe Bridge could be completed on schedule. We would like to know what methods you are using to address the effects of the sea eye. ”

"We also want to know where the Xinglin Chunyan bowl that Village Chief Zhai went to the provincial capital to sell some time ago came from. Because this bowl is a big case!"

Zhou Changfeng didn't hide it, and directly told the purpose of his coming.

Zhai Wuzhong's mouth squirmed, and he stopped talking. He was really afraid that what he said would reveal the secrets of the villagers.

"Old man, the inheritance time of our village is not short, right?" Chu Bing on the side suddenly interjected.

"However, the saying handed down by the elders has been in our village since the time of the Three Emperors and the Five Emperors!"

Zhai Wuzhong nodded in response. There is a little pride in his words, but this is also true, it is definitely not easy for a village to be passed down from ancient times!

"After so many dynasties, it is not easy for a small village to survive to this day!"

"Yes, it's good to say that in a good year, I'm afraid that in the troubled times, the ancestors will waste their old energy in order to maintain the village. Zhai Wuzhong replied with emotion.

"Our village has never been moved, right? I think the two ginkgo trees in the village must be at least a thousand years old. Chu Bing continued to ask nonsensibly.