Who is Zhao Erxi's uncle?

said that he was cunning and didn't wronged him at all.

He knew very well that he couldn't hide this from someone with a heart, after all, everyone was his family that he had run for decades, and he didn't believe it if he dared to make decisions about such a big matter without his permission.

But it is absolutely impossible to say from the mouths of Zhao Erxizui, these village committee cadres, that this matter was tacitly approved by him.

"What they are doing is not right, but everyone should also think that they are not for themselves, but for everyone to live a better life!"

When Zhao Erxi's uncle was speaking, he suddenly saw a frightened expression in the eyes of the villagers.

Looking back, Zhao Erxi's uncle sat on the ground.

He saw a scene he would never forget.

The Land Temple, which had just been built last year, had not been damaged in the snowstorm at all, but it collapsed silently.

The one that pours is called a thorough, which can be described as broken bones.

Oh my God! Zhao Erxi's uncle only reacted for a long time, his own brother and nephew are still in the land temple.

It's all retribution!

It was buried in the collapsed earth temple, and it is estimated that there is little hope of survival.

In this way, it is better to face the fingers of the villagers in the future and endure those gossips......

Zhao Erxi's uncle hadn't finished thinking about it, and suddenly found out in horror that his own brother and nephew actually appeared among a pile of bricks and tiles.

The bricks and tiles of the collapsed Earth Temple seemed to be hiding from Zhao Erxi and them, and there was not a single brick or tile around them.

At this moment, Zhao Erxi's uncle no longer had the heart to think about anything else.

All I thought about was whether the Land Guild would condemn him, whether he would go to the Sword Mountain Hell or the Oil Pot Hell after he died.

According to ancient legends, those who blaspheme the gods were sent to the hell of Daoshan after death, stripped naked, and made to climb Daoshan Naked················ Depending on the severity of his sins, he determines the climbing time, and even resides in Knife Mountain.

Plotting to occupy other people's property, after death, he was thrown into the oil pan hell, stripped naked and put into the hot oil pan to fry.

Zhao Erxi's uncle felt that he had committed both, maybe he would have to go through both.

This will no longer have the mind to defend himself, and all he thinks about is going to hell and going to the oil pot.

"I will resign from the position of patriarch and let the clan elders in the village elect another patriarch! In addition, all the village committee members will resign! Re-elect the village chief and secretary!" After saying this, Zhao Erxi's uncle walked away on crutches.

It was his last order as patriarch.

Walking is so lonely, the originally straight waist seems to be bent all of a sudden, and the whole person has lost his spirit.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Why did the old patriarch suddenly stop doing it, what happened?"

Many people didn't react to what was going on, why the old patriarch suddenly resigned.

"Oh, what a sinful thing it is····················· Some people who understood began to explain the Tao to everyone.

The collapse of the land temple is equivalent to the collapse of the sky in the hearts of the people.

But the land temple collapsed, the old patriarch stopped doing it again, and the villagers gathered in the land temple had a feeling of imminent disaster, except for kowtowing to the collapsed land temple, the only thing left was to cry bitterly, and nothing else knew what to do.

Zhao Erxi's uncle did not go home, and came to the town government tremblingly on crutches.

We are very close to the town station, and it is only a matter of more than half an hour to walk.

Sun Jianguo had already reported what had just happened in Xilong Villa to Secretary Su.

"Spicy next door! It's against him! This group of suffocating calves is small, notify the militia company to assemble! Lao Tzu is going to theorize with him!" The angry old secretary picked up the gun and summoned the militia company, and he was going to everyone to talk about the theory.

Frightened, Sun Jianguo hurriedly stopped, are you old man going to theorize?

You are holding a gun and a militia company, you are trying to exterminate the nine clans!

Before I came down to take up my post, I heard that the people of the Northeast were fierce, and fights and troubles were commonplace.

I didn't expect this party secretary to be so popular, and if he didn't agree with him, he would raid his family and exterminate his family.

It's good to say that I finally persuaded Secretary Su.

As soon as Secretary Su was persuaded to leave, Zhao Erxi's uncle came.

"What's the matter? You still have the face to see me? Zhao Guangsheng! Zhao Guangsheng! Why didn't I see that you were so capable before? You can do such a conscience-losing thing?" Secretary Su glared at Zhao Erxi's uncle.

"Alas, what a money fan!" Zhao Guangsheng sighed.

"Then what are you doing here to find me? Show off that you all have made a windfall, aren't you?" Secretary Su slapped the table and scolded.

"Brother Su, I know this is not authentic! For the sake of my dead father, your uncle's face, you listen to me finish speaking, if you want to kill or chop you as you please!" Zhao Guangsheng did not refute, but begged in a low voice.

The reason why Zhao Guangsheng mentioned his dead father is that there is a story in it.

Secretary Su had previously received the favor of Zhao Guangsheng's father and the grace of life.

When Secretary Su was still in the Anti-Japanese Federation, he was once surrounded and suppressed by devils and was seriously injured, but it was Zhao Guangsheng's father who hid him in the cellar to escape the search of devils.

When it was over, he went up the mountain to collect medicine and healed his wounds.

It can be said that without Zhao Guangsheng's father, there would be no Su Maosheng today.

"Okay, you say! I'll listen!" Zhao Guangsheng mentioned his dead father, Secretary Su lost his temper and sighed.

“························································ It's not a pity for me to die, but I can't even affect future generations! Otherwise, I won't have the face to see the ancestors of the Zhao family even if I die!" Zhao Guangsheng intermittently recounted what happened in the village.

"Hiss··············" Secretary Su gasped.

Although he is a member of the Communist Party, he never thinks that fairies and ghosts must be feudal superstition.

Feudal superstition is a trick to harm people through the use of gods and ghosts, but the real gods and ghosts are a kind of faith, which is no different from his belief in Marxism.

"Then what do you want me to do?" asked after a while.

"I want you to come forward and help plead with Xilong Villa!"

"Does it work?"

"After all, this matter was caused by our village's desire to ignore the greenhouses of Xilong Villa! We can only solve it from the root first! As for whether it works or not, let us do our best to obey the destiny of heaven!" Zhao Guangsheng said in a low voice.

In fact, Zhao Guangsheng still didn't tell the truth, there was a sentence he hid in his heart and no one said.