At night, Wren squatted in the small square at the head of the village with a cigarette in his mouth, listening to a few old men chatting.

One of the old men, who had gray hair, was hunched over his waist, and couldn't speak steadily, complained: "Those bastards, let's have a good home, why do you think he will tear it down for us?" ”

Another dizzy old man also spat hatefully and said, "Is there any royal law here?" Our land was given by Chairman Mao, and we have legal rights! If they have to tear it down, they're going to crush my old bones to death. ”

At this time, a man in his forties, dressed in a black cotton coat, came over, grabbed the old man sitting on the stone, and said dissatisfiedly, "Dad, go back to dinner." Don't say anything dead and alive, those people will come tonight, they are outnumbered, what can we resist? ”

When the old man heard this, he got angry, shook off the middle-aged man, blew his beard and glared and scolded: "You brute son, do you still have a little chance, you just don't care if they rob our house?" Are you still a qualified Communist Party member, and you can't play cards all day long? The old man's angry old mouth closed one by one, and he was about to roll his eyes, and he lamented: "I think that when Chairman Mao led the Red Army, the Long March was 108,000 miles, what were our soldiers afraid of at that time, how come your generation has become a bad seed......

The middle-aged man was angry with the old man, but he didn't dare to murder this dead old man, he was really afraid of making him angry to death, so he had to drag him away with a pull.

Looking at the old man's disappearing figure, Wren was thoughtful. After thinking for a while, Wren patted the dirt behind his stomach and walked to the center of the small square.

There were about twenty people in the square, basically all men, except for five or six old men, the rest were in the prime of life. Wren looked around at them and shouted, "That uncle is right, we just watched those dogs demolish our house and smash our things?" That's all we have to offer? ”

People looked at Wren, and several middle-aged people gathered together and whispered, "Didn't Wang Liu go to their house, why didn't he have anything to do?" The other shook his head, "It's weird. ”

In addition, several fierce people stood up directly and pointed at Wren's scalp and scolded: "What do you little doll know, if you can beat them away, we will be on it a long time ago!" ”

"Whose child are you, so uneducated? You don't know that it's all your elders here? ”

The latter looks quite faced, and should be from the west end of the village. Wren glanced at him and smiled disdainfully, "Elder? You, who are shrinking here and don't dare to take the lead, dare to call an elder? Lose face. ”

This man has a good temper, and when he heard such undisguised ridicule from Wren, he rushed over to make a move as soon as his face turned red. Wren looked at him playfully, like this kind of bastard is used to bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, a typical traitor, there are really many laypeople like this in the village.

But some people agreed with Wren's words, several old men applauded in unison, grabbed the middle-aged man, and an old man shouted: "This baby is very good, and it has a bit of the blood of a revolutionary soldier." ”

When the old man said this, Wren struck while the iron was hot, and shouted with a wave of his fist: "Since those dog mongrels are still coming to demolish our house tonight, we won't sleep today, we will not stone them to death!" ”

Hearing Wren's words, the old man's eyes lit up, but a young man said what was in their hearts, and a few adults wanted to refute it, but looking at the crazy eyes of the old man, they silently closed their mouths.

The old man went crazy, they really didn't dare to provoke, who made them anxious, and their legs stretched out and ascended to the ground, then who do you blame?

At seven o'clock in the evening, the news spread through the village, and everyone knew that a baby named Wren threatened to beat the dog mongrel out of the village.

In the courtyard of the village brigade, the village secretary frowned bitterly and crouched on the table in the conference room, and a dozen or so middle-aged people were chattering below.

The village secretary has just turned 50 this year, and his body is still quite strong, and he worked on the construction site for half his life in his early years, and his muscles have not lost until now. The word Ren was hovering in his mind, and no one knew better than him what Wang Liu had done with his son at Ren's house in the morning.

Now his son had just woken up, and he said something monster with a frightened face, and asked several times before he could find out, saying that that Wren kicked them all away, and Wang Liu's foot was smashed by a stone.

Kick a few strong men who are more than 100 pounds away? Is this possible? The village party secretary is big, could it be that this Wren is Bruce Lee? And the idea he just put forward is to beat out that group of underworld demolition teams.

As soon as the news came out, a group of nagging women poured into his house, surrounded him inside and out, and asked him to help organize the organization. He is a village chief after all, and he is usually the backbone of the village.

The village secretary struggled in his heart, he looked at the embarrassed courtyard, and there was no decent table in the conference room, which was smashed by the group of people with hammers. He also wanted to resist, but he heard the wind and said that the group of developers had found a group of underworld to demolish the house, and everyone was afraid, and even the above didn't care about it, which shows how big their background is.

Not to mention anything else, that Wren had just beaten his son, and as a father, the village secretary didn't want to see Wren.

During the time when the village secretary was thinking, the rough men below couldn't wait, the middle-aged man who took away the old man in the square, holding a shovel, said with red eyes: "Lao Li, let's fight with them, or the old man in my family will hang himself!" ”

Several middle-aged people echoed one after another, these people's homes are on the outskirts of the village, and if they are demolished, they will be demolished to their homes, which is really more anxious than anyone else.

At eight o'clock in the evening, seventy or eighty people were densely gathered in the small square, young and middle-aged people stood in the innermost part, and women, children, old and weak stood outside, and the crowd was excited.

Wren stood impressively in the middle of the square, next to him was the village elder Li, and on the other side was a big man with knotted muscles and only a camouflage coat in the cold winter. This man is quite famous in the village, he used to be a soldier, but because he always drank and fought, he was forced to leave the army.

This time, a total of thirty and five young and Chinese New Year's Eve were assembled, all of them holding shovels, axes, iron pickaxes and other things, murderous, just looking at the formation, they were really not afraid of the ordinary underworld. To be reasonable, Wren was not qualified to stand at the front, but he was also the initiator of the event, and the village elder Li didn't know why, and seemed to be particularly respectful to Wren.

This attitude is a bit intriguing, and some people who know Wang Liu's things understand clearly in their hearts that this Wren is not easy to mess with.

Rennes's mother, Lin Li took Xiao Xia's hand and looked at her son worriedly. This kind of thing is not a joke for children, they have heard a lot of and seen with their own eyes how ruthless the methods of the demolition people are. Some of the villagers who did not believe in evil slept at home, but they were all tied up and smashed down. There are still some on the news, which are directly dismantled with excavators, and in the end everyone dies inside.

But Lin Li didn't listen to what Ren said, so he was determined to fight with that group of people to the end. Lin Li sighed secretly in her heart, what if the house is demolished, if something happens to Ren, it will make no difference whether this family has or not.

Lei Xiaoxia felt that her mother's hand was trembling, and pulled it hard, with a layer of light on her little face: "Mom, I believe in my brother, he is so powerful, there must be a way." ”