As the sun sets, there is a faint light in Dayangtun Village. The lighting here is quite old, and the crooked telephone poles on both sides of the village road have stood for an unknown number of years.

Only the small European-style farmhouses on the flat slope to the south are brightly lit, like a lighthouse above the village. Its light was brighter than the light of all the houses and street lamps in the village.

To this day, in many parts of the countryside, the size, cost, and beauty of a house are still important criteria for judging the wealth and status of the owner. In this way, the distance between the people living in the small buildings and the rest of the village is much greater than the distance from the col to the flat slope. And the bright lights at night add a lot of color.

If Xiaolou belonged to a nouveau riche who had become rich in recent years, such a swagger would inevitably arouse the jealousy of his former neighbors, but for those who live in it now, it is simply a groundless worry. They don't have to worry about anything, they can live on the duplex floor and be happy to accept the gaze of the villagers.

At this time, in the spacious dining room on the first floor, a sumptuous dinner party had just ended. The plastic tablecloth on the round dining table and the glass turntable in the center of the table are filled with a mess of fish bones, soup, chicken bones, and melon seed shells. The smell of wine that lingered around the table had not yet subsided, and the faint smoke diffused with a choking smell. Two women, one in their nearly forty and one in their early thirties, were tidying up the table, and the three innocent children had run back to the living room to play. After a while, the two women also wiped the table clean and muttered to the kitchen to wash the dishes, leaving only two men smoking stuffy cigarettes. The younger one is Chang Feipeng, and the other is his eldest brother Chang Feihu, who is in his forties.

At this moment, the two brothers can be said to be full of sorrow, and what they miss the most is their father Chang Jinzhu in Beijing. Chang Feipeng's heart was particularly serious, and he still thought back to the way his father had been angry with him the night before he went to Beijing.

"Bastard boy, why did you do this thing? I haven't had such a big Lou Zi for decades! You really can't do anything without me?" In front of the whole family, Chang Jinzhu didn't save any face for his youngest son, and shouted so loudly that the others in the living room were silent. The two little grandsons were hungry and didn't dare to say anything, only staring at the angry grandfather and leaning on their mother's lap. Rao is Chang Jinzhu's wife made a look, and the two daughters-in-law led lightly towards the bedroom upstairs.

Chang Jinzhu didn't care about this kind of detail, and continued to reprimand Chang Feipeng, who drooped his head: "I think it's my father who has covered you for too long, and you are too comfortable, and I can't wipe my ass after stabbing Lou Zi, so I have to help you put out the fire." It's not that I pleaded with the county with an old face, and I found an acquaintance to suppress Li Sanlaizi's letter from the newspaper, and then asked the master to repair his house that was so broken that he didn't even want to squeeze into it, and the county investigators and newspaper reporters, you don't have any good fruit to eat when anyone comes!"

Chang Feipeng has never been beaten by his father so severely. Compared with the eldest brother who was wooden, he was very much loved by his parents, and since he could remember, his father gave him constant praise, because Chang Jinzhu had always cultivated him as a prince, and his growth process - including his career - was smooth sailing, until this time he messed up the problem of Li Sanlaizi building a house and was forced to lose the throne of the village party secretary. Although he admitted that he had messed up, he was still a little unconvinced by his father's criticism in his heart, so he had to keep his lips tight and say nothing.

The eldest Chang Feihu has plenty of experience in dealing with his father's scolding, he looked at his younger brother with a depressed look, glanced at his father again, and said: "Okay Dad, it's not a matter of just scolding Feipeng." Now that this guy has picked up a bargain, I don't think he will be polite to us. With him, our family's troubles are not over, we have to think about what to do next. ”

Well, the boss can have this thought, and he has still grown over the years, and he may not be able to take advantage of the second child's disgrace to show off. Chang Jinzhu praised in his heart, and said: "What's next? Hmph, nothing else! Chang Jiucheng dares to go against our family, Feipeng, the secretary of the village party committee, can be masturbated, and he will also end up like this!"

The two sons both thought that their father was talking angrily, and Chang Jiucheng's election votes were overwhelming, and he could really be called "the hope of the people", where was it so easy to get rid of? Chang Jinzhu saw the doubts of these two boys, put away his anger, and sneered: "Don't you believe it? Wait and see! Didn't he say that he wanted to bring some changes to our village? No matter if it changes for the worse or better, as long as there is a change, there will be stubble that will cause an accident, and when the time comes, let's take a look at his stubble and light a fire, so that he will not be able to step down!"

"Dad, do you have an idea?" Chang Feipeng asked. "I'll go out tomorrow. Chang Jinzhu seemed to answer the question. "Where are you going?" "Beijing, I asked someone to contact the reporter. "Reporter?" Chang Feipeng was shocked, "Didn't you just stop the reporters in the city? Why did you go to Beijing to look for ......?" "It's because of Li Sanlaizi's broken house." Chang Jinzhu is an understatement. Chang Feipeng's back broke out in a cold sweat, and he just blurted out, "Are you my father?"

"Feipeng, do you want to build your Emei Health Valley?" Chang Jinzhu lit a cigarette and held up an unfathomable expression. Chang Feipeng nodded weakly, he dreamed that this was a large investment project that he independently planned in the last year of his tenure as secretary of the village party committee, who was eager for promotion, but because of the broken brick house that Li Sanlaizi built in the way, this project almost ruined his future. Although he is now exempt from being held accountable, he has lost the power of secretary, and the newly appointed Chang Jiucheng plans to suspend the Yangsheng Valley project, forcing investors to urgently withdraw their investment. And when Daddy suddenly asked, he only felt a lack of confidence.

"Feipeng, what do you want?" Chang Feihu's words pulled him back to reality. In the past, he didn't think that his eldest brother's ability could help solve his troubles, so he didn't want to discuss his own affairs more deeply. However, tomorrow my father will turn back from Beijing, and when he leaves, he will leave himself with a long list of question marks, and he has not figured out what medicine is sold in the gourd of the old village party secretary. So he snuffed out the cigarette butt and said to the eldest brother: "Brother, to be honest, I just can't figure out what my father wants to do in Beijing to find reporters." "He has his own way. Chang Feihu was actually just as confused as his younger brother, "Maybe it's to bring them to take a look at Li Sanlaizi's illegal stamping." According to me, the original land was not his homestead, but just public land closer to his house. But the people in the village have the heart to follow Chang Jiucheng to rebel against you because of his matter, probably my father will call the reporter and ask them to write on the news that you are acting according to the rules, so let's help you rehabilitate first. ”

To be on the safe side, Yugong did not light a fire in the cave, and for several nights he wrapped himself tightly in the thick quilts and blankets he had brought with him. Xing Tian carried a high-quality sleeping bag this time, and it was not cold when he drilled inside. Zhuo Wu's preparation was not as meticulous as the two of them, he only bought an ordinary camping sleeping bag casually before leaving, and lay on the ground and felt the cold attack on his bones, but fortunately, he was young and had practiced martial arts for many years, and his body was tough and could bear it. "It's dark, it's cold, and it's better not to drink water. Yu Gong said. The clear spring behind the cave tastes very good, with a few wisps of sweetness, but drinking it at this time is equivalent to pouring yourself a deep cold.

"I thought that Chang Jinzhu would plot against Lao Jiu and physically harm him. For example, stopping in the path, beating stuffy sticks, stabbing knives, groping the haystacks in the yard, smashing the windows of houses, and even threatening and intimidating family members. Yugong seemed to be talking to himself, "But he actually went to Beijing to contact the media, this guy really has some ways that I can't figure out." I underestimated his means. ”