After the end of the trial.

Ding Dahu, Ding Erkui and Song Xiaoyue were finally able to meet Ding Wu alone.

In the narrow reception room, Ding Dahu, Ding Erkui and Song Xiaoyue sat at the table, quietly waiting for Ding Wu's arrival, the expressions of the three were very anxious, especially Song Xiaoyue, who was so anxious.

"Crunch!"

The iron door of the reception room was opened, and Ding Wu, who was shackled in with two policemen, looked very haggard at this time, and his face was even more pale and terrifying.

"Son......" Song Xiaoyue stood up and rushed over, hugged Ding Wu, and cried loudly.

Ding Erkui and Ding Dahu also stood up, wiping their tears.

"Please restrain your feelings." The two policemen forcibly separated Song Xiaoyue and Ding Wu, and then ordered everyone to sit on both sides of the table.

"Mom...... Son, I'm sorry for you......" Ding Wu's face was full of guilt.

"Son, why are you so impulsive, why are you killing people......" Song Xiaoyue cried.

Ding Wu smiled bitterly: "I was too impulsive at the time......"

"Ding Wu, are you worthy of us?" Ding Erkui pointed at Ding Wu's nose and scolded: "You unfilial son......"

Ding Wu lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, don't scold Ding Wu." Ding Dahu exhaled lightly, and looked at Ding Wu with loving eyes: "Ding Wu, things have come to this point, we are actually responsible, if we weren't used to you too often, you wouldn't have developed an arrogant and arrogant temper, and you probably wouldn't have killed anyone......"

"No, uncle, it's all my own fault, it's my own lack of interest and growth, and I'm ashamed of you." Ding Wu shook his head.

"Ding Wu, I want to ask you a word now, and you give me an honest answer." Ding Dahu said word by word: "If you could do it all over again, would you still kill people?" ”

Ding Wu was silent for a while and said, "No." ”

Ding Dahu smiled, a wry smile: "It would be nice if you could repent earlier......

The saddest thing in the world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, Ding Erkui and Song Xiaoyue are not yet fifty years old, and seeing their newly adult son being executed, the pain in their hearts is indescribable.

The meeting was very short, and ten minutes later, the two policemen were about to take Ding Wu away.

Song Xiaoyue rushed forward crying, holding Ding Wu and not letting go, saying that she would not let the police take Ding Wu away, Song Xiaoyue knew very well that as long as she let go, she would never see her son again in this life.

Ding Erkui also stepped forward and grabbed Ding Wu's hand, and said with tears in his eyes: "Ding Wu, you really hurt your father......"

Ding Wu couldn't bear to cry, but after listening to Ding Erkui's words, tears suddenly fell: "Dad, Mom, my son is not filial, my son is sorry for you......"

Ding Dahu, who was standing aside, stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, and sighed: "I knew this was the case, why did I have to do it in the first place." ”

Seeing that the scene was a little out of control, the two policemen immediately took out their walkie-talkies and called several policemen.

With the joint efforts of several policemen, Song Xiaoyue and Ding Erkui were finally pulled apart.

Seeing that Ding Wu was about to be taken away, Song Xiaoyue and Ding Erkui suddenly became anxious and rushed forward like crazy, but as soon as the two of them rushed out of two steps, they were caught by the police.

Ding Wu was pulled out of the reception room and shouted loudly: "Dad, Mom, my son is not filial, and I will repay you for your nurturing kindness in the next life...... Uncle, please help me take care of my dad and my mom......" Ding Wu's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he couldn't hear it.

"My son!" Song Xiaoyue wailed and fainted on the spot.

Ding Erkui sat on the ground stupidly, his eyes looking at the door, and his mouth kept calling his son's name.

……

It's been a week.

Niu Zhi had just returned from the city, and his whole person looked much haggard.

"Secretary Niu, are you back?" Tian Cuiying broke into Niu Zhigang's office in a hurry.

Niu Zhigang sat on the chair, lowered his head and smoked, and did not pay attention to Tian Cuiying.

"Secretary Niu, have you found a buyer?" Tian Cuiying continued to ask.

Niu Zhigang still didn't take care of Tian Cuiying.

"Secretary Niu, why don't you speak?" Tian Cuiying asked suspiciously.

"I said you are not annoyed!" Niu Zhigang raised his head and glared at Tian Cuiying fiercely: "I don't want to see you now, let me out!" ”

Tian Cuiying was stunned: "Secretary Niu, why are you so angry, who provoked you......"

"You've messed with me!" Niu Zhigang roared: "Go out, don't you hear, let me out!" ”

Tian Cuiying opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but after seeing Niu Zhigang's face, she immediately swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, then turned around and left the office, closing the door, Tian Cuiying's face was full of confusion, Secretary Niu, what's wrong? Why is there such a big fire?

Inside the office.

Niu Zhigang reached out and grabbed his thinning hair, and said bitterly: "Why did you have to plant turf in the first place?" Okay now, make such a mess. ”

……

Kong Liang pushed open the office door and walked in, and said to Ma Xiaoyao, who was drinking tea, "Township Chief Ma, Niu Zhigang is back." ”

"Oh?" Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "He found a buyer?" ”

"I don't know." Kong Liang shook his head: "But I saw that Niu Zhigang's face was ugly, and he seemed to be in a bad mood." ”

"Ugly face? Get up on the wrong side of the bed? The corners of Ma Xiaoyao's mouth curled slightly: "It seems that Niu Zhigang's search for a buyer is not very smooth...... By the way, how much turf did Niu Zhigang plant? ”

"It seems to be more than a hundred acres." Kong Liang replied.

"More than a hundred acres?" Ma Xiaoyao's eyes suddenly widened: "This Niu Zhigang is really bold enough, the first time he planted turf, he dared to plant so much, isn't he worried about losing money?" ”

"I heard that Niu Zhigang invested all the money from the township treasury." Kong Liang is well-informed enough.

Ma Xiaoyao sneered: "The investment is big, the return is more, but the same risk is also large, this time the turf can be sold smoothly, if it can't be sold...... Hum...... When the time comes, I'll see how Niu Zhigang ends. ”

……

Ma Yao's prophecy was truly fulfilled.

Niu Zhigang couldn't find a buyer, and more than 100 acres of turf could only rot in the ground, so the villagers who planted the turf stopped doing it, and ran to the party committee compound to make trouble, shouting for Niu Zhigang to give them an explanation.

These villagers contributed their own land to plant turf, and usually had to fertilizer, water, and care, and paid a lot of hard work, hoping that after the turf was sold, they could share some money to improve the life of their families, but in the end, they were busy in vain, and these villagers would definitely not be able to accept this blow.

Niu Zhigang stood on the steps, constantly apologizing and apologizing to the villagers, and his mouth was about to wear out.

"Secretary Niu, we trust you to make room for planting turf, you can't pit us."

"Yes, Secretary Niu, what did you say at the beginning, you said that after the turf is sold, you will definitely give us a good salary, but now you tell us that the turf can't be sold, haven't we been busy in vain these past few months?"

"Secretary Niu, you must give us an explanation today."

……

The villagers shouted loudly.

After the villagers were a little more steady, Niu Zhi just opened his mouth and said, "Folks, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect things to be unexpected...... But don't worry, I promise to compensate you for your losses, and I won't let you work in vain. ”

"Secretary Niu, how long will it take for you to compensate us?" A villager asked reluctantly.

"Uh...... A month, you give me a month......" Niu Zhigang hesitated for a moment and said.

"No, a month is too long." The villagers shouted in unison.

"How long do you say?" Niu Zhigang asked with a bitter face.

"Half a month at most, and after half a month, we must be compensated!" The villagers shouted.

Niu Zhigang twitched cheeky: "Okay, just half a month!" ”

Seeing that Niu Zhigang agreed, the faces of the villagers softened.

"Secretary Niu, you have to count when you speak, you can't fool us." A villager said uneasily.

"Don't worry, what I Niu Zhigang said definitely counts, now you can go back, right?" Niu Zhigang said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, let's go back and wait for news." The villagers left the party committee compound one after another.

Seeing that the troublesome villagers finally left, Niu Zhigang's nervous heart finally relaxed.

……

Township government office building.

Kong Liang rushed into the township chief's office and said to Ma Xiaoyao, who was reading the information: "Township Chief Ma, just now a group of villagers ran to the party committee compound to make trouble. ”

"Oh?" Ma Xiaoyao raised his head suspiciously: "Good manner, why did the villagers come to make trouble?" ”

"It's not for the sake of the turf yet." Kong Liang replied: "Niu Zhigang couldn't find a buyer, more than 100 acres of turf was about to rot in the ground, and the villagers who planted the turf certainly stopped doing it, and came to Niu Zhigang to ask for an explanation." ”

Ma Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows: "What happened later?" ”

"Later, Niu Zhigang made a promise to compensate the villagers within half a month, and just like that, the villagers left." Kong Liang said.

Ma Xiaoyao crooked his mouth: "Now Niu Zhigang estimates that his head is going to be big." ”

"It's definitely big." Kong Liang smiled: "I guess I'm going to die of depression now." ”

Ma Xiaoyao pondered for a moment: "As far as I know, the urban area is engaged in greening construction, and there is a great demand for turf. How can you not find a buyer? ”

"I've inquired, and a month ago, the greening construction in the urban area was completed, and now the demand for turf in the urban area is not large." Kong Liang told the news he had heard.

Ma Yao was stunned: "There is still such a thing?" No wonder Niu Zhigang couldn't find a buyer...... If more than 100 acres of turf really rot in the ground, the loss will be great...... We have to find a way to sell the turf......"

"Township Chief Ma, you don't want to worry about this, do you?" Kong Liang asked.