Chapter 3: Fighting

The second hurrier who went downstairs copied the shortcut one foot and one foot shallow, waded through the ditches and ditches, and finally arrived at Qijia Village. Then, the bell of the ancestral hall rang.

- said that he was a foot deep and a foot shallow, because he was a little lame in one leg - and the news he brought made the old people in the village black on the spot. Not for anything else, it's just that the season of rice planting is here again, and the people of Wuhouzhuang, which borders Qijia Village, are about to make some moves again.

In the early years, it was more than ten years ago, there was a drought one year, and there was a fight between Qijia Village and the people of Wuhouzhuang over the water source. Qijia Village is downstream of this 'Gengxi', and the upstream is Wuhouzhuang. That year, the people of Wuhouzhuang built a small dam upstream of the creek to intercept all the water flowing to Qijia Village, and the village was cut off from the well. At that time, there were no young and middle-aged men in Qijia Village, some were mostly a group of women and children, not to mention farming, and even the drinking water for people and livestock was completely cut off. The villagers of Qijia Village also knew Wuhouzhuang's intentions, and they turned their faces with the people of Wuhouzhuang for a marriage back then, and the two sides had a grudge in the future. What's more, most of Qijia Village are outsiders, and it was the old man Yu who bought a house to arrange a cadre of women and children in the dart bureau here, and the other party has long taken a fancy to their rich land, and has always wanted to force the people of Qijia Village to stay unstoppable, so as to sell this land to them cheaply. They have been plotting this idea for many years, but the people of Qijia Village have always swallowed their anger and barely survived. That time, they had the opportunity and would not let it go easily. In order to survive, a large-scale armed fight broke out between the two villages. Although there are still one or two disabled dart masters in Qijia Village, there are many people on the other side. The people of Qijia Village have been cold all these years, and they have also put down the work of the year. In this battle, seven or eight people were killed and wounded in Qijia Village, but the water source was still not recovered. In the future, this incident became an ancient story that the old people in the village often told to their children.

- The children asked, "What about the future, how did you find the water later?" ”

β€”β€”The old people said: "Later, we really couldn't survive anymore, so we sent a letter to our great benefactor, Yu Guolao, who came non-stop all night and killed three animals. It was your grandfather Yu who came and cut the pressure stone on the side of the Broken Dragon Gate in the upper reaches of Gengxi with a knife, and the people of Wuhouzhuang suppressed their arrogance and promised to sell water to Qijia Village. ”

That story has almost become the most wonderful story in the hearts of the children in Qijia Village. Someone asked: "Then Grandpa Yu is so powerful, why don't you teach us two hands?" ”

There was a trace of sadness on the faces of the old people: "You still want to learn martial arts?" Do you know what happens when you learn martial arts? You can ask all over the village which family has not had a grandfather who died under the sword. - The soldier is the murder weapon, the good swimmer dies of drowning, you are young, you don't know the danger here, do you think martial arts are so easy to learn? ”

Feng Sanbing, the most respected person in the village, asked Erjiaozi: "Are they really going to repair the gate upstream again?" ”

The second catcher nodded-he was about to marry Lu Yu'er in the village, so he hurriedly came to sue when he got the news. Feng Sanbing sighed: "But there is no drought this year, they are deliberately looking for a fork." ”

The second chaser also sighed: "Yes, they originally intended to find a fork, saying that if you live in this place any longer, you will really live with deep roots, so this time, they are iron-hearted." According to the people in their village: Most of the old people who broke the stone back then are now too old to crawl, and they are no longer afraid of any capable people in your Qijia Village. What's more, there are people in their village who are officials in Xiangyang City, and this time they specially invited the master of 'Dongmi' to come. ”

Feng Sanbing stopped talking. Of course, he knew who 'Dongmi' was. In recent years, they have become more and more powerful, and they have begun to meddle in civil disputes. Feng Sanbing thought so, and the wrinkles on his forehead couldn't help but deepen by two points.

As he was talking, a farmer at the junction of the field and Wuhouzhuang was injured by the people of Wuhouzhuang in the field, and was carried back at this time. There were three people who were injured, among which Shulu Huaqiang was the most articulate, and he had explained the matter clearly in a few words - saying that more than 20 people came from the other party at that time, and they took action to cut the boundary stone between the two villages, and this boundary stone was still erected by the old man Yu himself after he made a move, and he said that the villagers of the two villages crossed the boundary with each other. Lu Huaqiang from Qijia Village couldn't see it, so he stepped forward to stop him, and he was injured like this.

Lu Huaqiang looked at him Feng Sanye very sadly, and only listened to him: "Third Master, they are obviously bullying people." ”

Feng Sanye was also angry, slapped his leg, and said angrily: "The people of Qijia Village are not dead yet!" With a wave of his hand, he called his eldest grandson, who was already nineteen years old, out, and then the bell rang at the gate of the Tsuchiya Temple.

Tugu Temple is also the ancestral hall of Qijia Village, and as soon as the bell rings, the old and young in Qijia Village are shocked. You know, it's not a New Year's festival to worship ancestors, this bell has only rang twice, and once was the one when he fought with Wuhou Zhuang more than ten years ago. There is a bloody memory in this bell, as soon as the bell is heard, the hand of the landlord Lu Grandma where Pei Hongli's mother and son live shook, and the scoop of water that she had just scooped in her hand was crooked, and it was all thrown on the firewood in the stove. The firewood was booming, and as soon as it was poured with water, a piece of green smoke rose up, choking Pei Hongling's mother and son in the house and coughing for a while. Xiaozhi ran out and shouted: "Grandma, grandma, what's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

Grandma Lu's eyes were sad, and she muttered, "Something is wrong." ”

After saying that, she was already powerless. She remembered her only child who had been killed in that fight more than a decade ago.