I, the only extraordinary in this world
Chapter 40 Regret
Chapter 40 Regret
Looking at his son, Uncle Lu couldn't help showing a bit of distress in his old and disappointed eyes.
Over the years, after being disappointed in this son countless times, he had already made up his mind that no matter how miserable the boy was, he would never have any more sympathy for him.
It's just because this guy has deceived himself too many times in the past. As an adult, he has not only failed to take over the responsibility of being the pillar, but also squandered his hard work for half his life, and now he wants to see the bottom of their father and son The family digs out again.
But seeing his miserable state, Uncle Lu couldn't help but want to reach out and caress his son's injured face.
But he still held back and just uttered a sentence with difficulty: "I... I did it to myself, I did it to myself!"
"Big... save me! Big! Let's sign it, we don't want those acres of land..."
Uncle Lu was silent. He touched the property certificate of land in his arms, and gently stroked it with callused hands, as if he was stroking his lover's hair.
"This field, your mother and I worked for Shangyao Village. Every day from dawn to night when the old ducks returned to their cages. We have been working for more than two years. The production team approved it for us... On the day you get the field, you Mom was very happy. She went to the town to buy half a catty of stewed pork head meat, brought me two taels of roasted white dry, and drank two cups with me. She knew how to drink, and she choked out of her nose when she swallowed it. She also said that the acre above will be used as a dry field, and taro seedlings must be planted. The taro seedlings must be from Li Laoqian's family in the next village. I'm full..."
Uncle Lu's voice was low, but he had a rare smile on his face, and his tone was the most simple and nostalgic. It didn't seem like he was talking about fields, but more like talking about a past event.
But Lu Chengfei didn't have that much patience to listen to his old man talk about these boring old accounts, he shouted gratefully, "Okay, okay! You can tell me about this kind of thing later! Hurry up, hurry up... My mother must agree!"
The old man closed his mouth, his faint smile froze on his face, he supported the concrete floor with his hands, and stood up from the corner of the wall after struggling twice.
Seeing that the old man finally moved, Lu Chengfei was overjoyed. He didn't help his father's swaying figure, but immediately nodded and bowed with joy with a swollen face and said to Mr. Zhao: "Okay! Alright! I'm here!" It's signed, Mr. Zhao, please do me a favor, I trouble you to check my little debt later..."
Mr. Zhao just sneered and said with contempt without concealment: "It's wasting my time. I didn't come to see you perform a bitter scene. I'm a serious businessman, making me look like a forced buyer? Ouch It’s only natural to pay off debts.”
"Did you say so?"
Everyone behind him nodded in unison.
"What do you think? Am I serious about doing business? Could it be that I was a bandit who forced you to play in the Zhuangzi, and forced you to sell the field?"
He raised his chin and looked down at Lu Chengfei and asked.
Lu Chengfei's face froze, and he was already criticized by millions of mothers in his heart, but he had to be polite and honest: "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Zhao, you are the big boss! Of course you are a serious businessman!"
As he spoke, he still gave a flattering thumbs up.
The big table in the living room was cleared out immediately, and two documents were placed on it, one was the land transfer and acceptance agreement, and the other was the property certificate for the acreage confirmation.
As long as Uncle Lu signed the former and handed over the latter to the other party, this old field that he had cultivated for decades would come to an end.
The big hands full of calluses and wrinkles used to be able to easily handle and use all kinds of agricultural tools, but now they shake slightly as if holding a lightweight ink pen, as if they are powerless.
Among the few hundred characters he knew, he was the most proficient in writing the three characters. Uncle Lu never found it so difficult to write a name.
After struggling to write his surname, he looked up, and his eyes fell on the photo frame hanging beside the Xiangge. The black and white photo showed the young voice and smile of his wife.
He suddenly grabbed the field booklet, ran away and shouted hoarsely: "I can't sell this field! I can't sell it!"
Sudden changes happened, but Lu Chengfei was the most anxious person on the field. Seeing his life-saving straw flying away suddenly, he almost flew out in fright, and hurried forward to stop his father.
Uncle Lu shook off his son's arm angrily and shouted, "Your mother's grave is also nearby! It's nearby! I can't..."
"My mother has been dead for so many years! Why do you care about her?! Let's save the living first..."
But Uncle Lu ignored him and ran out of the house with the farm booklet in his mouth.
This sudden change of mind naturally wiped out Mr. Zhao's lack of patience, and his face was no longer calm and became grim: "Damn... old things give you face, right? My father can accept you The earth is your creation!"
"Stop him for me! If you run again, your leg will be broken, I won't miss his old leg!"
Immediately, more than a dozen people behind him all filed out, how could a mere old farmer be able to stand up to these famous, tall and strong men.
Not long after he ran out of the house, he was stopped by a group of people and pushed down on the ground. Only the hard-working old farmer let out a hoarse and unwilling roar, which quickly attracted the attention of the neighbors and villagers around him.
"How did you do it?"
"What happened..."
"Isn't that Uncle Lu? Why are so many people beating him?!"
"Beat someone! Beat someone!"
Some of the surrounding villagers soon came up to stop them, but the persuasive ones didn't dare to step forward too much, they just shouted:
"How can you do it! You can't hit people!"
"He is still an old man, you should stop quickly, or you will call the police!"
"That's right! Call the police!"
pat~
The expensive Tuff Naduo lighter made a crisp sound and emitted a wisp of faint blue flame. This kind of handmade lighter made in Europe has complicated patterns of red copper on the body, and it feels warm in the hand. Tianbao likes this feeling very much.
Listening to the conversation of the villagers beside him, he leisurely lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring with a calm smile.
"Call the police?"
He seemed to have heard some joke.
"My name is Zhao Tianbao. My father is Zhao Liuhe. If you want to call the police, you can report it. I want to see which of you dare to report it?"
As soon as the words came out, the surroundings immediately became quiet. The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and put down the phones in their hands.
"Report it? Why didn't you report it?" Zhao Tianbao looked around, "Fucking call the police, heh~ Why are you calling the police to arrest me? It's only natural for me to ask for an account! If you don't go up, you still want to blame me? Or do you want to give me a report? he still?"
Immediately, no one dared to speak out. Although some people were very upset at his arrogant appearance, they just dared not speak out. In the end, they could only go back to each house with their heads down, at most, they looked back and shook their heads. , but there is nothing to do.
He even closed the window to prevent his children from seeing this scene.
In the end, only the hoarse neighing of an old farmer remained on the field.
And this was exactly the effect Zhao Tianbao wanted. He smoked most of the cigarette in one puff comfortably, and then breathed it out deeply through his lungs.
Who the hell dares to come forward? !A group of civilians are worthy of threatening Lao Tzu?
But just when he was extremely proud, he suddenly felt a chill around him, like a gust of wind.
A gust of bitter and terrifying wind made his hairs stand up instantly and his whole body trembled!
(End of this chapter)
Looking at his son, Uncle Lu couldn't help showing a bit of distress in his old and disappointed eyes.
Over the years, after being disappointed in this son countless times, he had already made up his mind that no matter how miserable the boy was, he would never have any more sympathy for him.
It's just because this guy has deceived himself too many times in the past. As an adult, he has not only failed to take over the responsibility of being the pillar, but also squandered his hard work for half his life, and now he wants to see the bottom of their father and son The family digs out again.
But seeing his miserable state, Uncle Lu couldn't help but want to reach out and caress his son's injured face.
But he still held back and just uttered a sentence with difficulty: "I... I did it to myself, I did it to myself!"
"Big... save me! Big! Let's sign it, we don't want those acres of land..."
Uncle Lu was silent. He touched the property certificate of land in his arms, and gently stroked it with callused hands, as if he was stroking his lover's hair.
"This field, your mother and I worked for Shangyao Village. Every day from dawn to night when the old ducks returned to their cages. We have been working for more than two years. The production team approved it for us... On the day you get the field, you Mom was very happy. She went to the town to buy half a catty of stewed pork head meat, brought me two taels of roasted white dry, and drank two cups with me. She knew how to drink, and she choked out of her nose when she swallowed it. She also said that the acre above will be used as a dry field, and taro seedlings must be planted. The taro seedlings must be from Li Laoqian's family in the next village. I'm full..."
Uncle Lu's voice was low, but he had a rare smile on his face, and his tone was the most simple and nostalgic. It didn't seem like he was talking about fields, but more like talking about a past event.
But Lu Chengfei didn't have that much patience to listen to his old man talk about these boring old accounts, he shouted gratefully, "Okay, okay! You can tell me about this kind of thing later! Hurry up, hurry up... My mother must agree!"
The old man closed his mouth, his faint smile froze on his face, he supported the concrete floor with his hands, and stood up from the corner of the wall after struggling twice.
Seeing that the old man finally moved, Lu Chengfei was overjoyed. He didn't help his father's swaying figure, but immediately nodded and bowed with joy with a swollen face and said to Mr. Zhao: "Okay! Alright! I'm here!" It's signed, Mr. Zhao, please do me a favor, I trouble you to check my little debt later..."
Mr. Zhao just sneered and said with contempt without concealment: "It's wasting my time. I didn't come to see you perform a bitter scene. I'm a serious businessman, making me look like a forced buyer? Ouch It’s only natural to pay off debts.”
"Did you say so?"
Everyone behind him nodded in unison.
"What do you think? Am I serious about doing business? Could it be that I was a bandit who forced you to play in the Zhuangzi, and forced you to sell the field?"
He raised his chin and looked down at Lu Chengfei and asked.
Lu Chengfei's face froze, and he was already criticized by millions of mothers in his heart, but he had to be polite and honest: "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Zhao, you are the big boss! Of course you are a serious businessman!"
As he spoke, he still gave a flattering thumbs up.
The big table in the living room was cleared out immediately, and two documents were placed on it, one was the land transfer and acceptance agreement, and the other was the property certificate for the acreage confirmation.
As long as Uncle Lu signed the former and handed over the latter to the other party, this old field that he had cultivated for decades would come to an end.
The big hands full of calluses and wrinkles used to be able to easily handle and use all kinds of agricultural tools, but now they shake slightly as if holding a lightweight ink pen, as if they are powerless.
Among the few hundred characters he knew, he was the most proficient in writing the three characters. Uncle Lu never found it so difficult to write a name.
After struggling to write his surname, he looked up, and his eyes fell on the photo frame hanging beside the Xiangge. The black and white photo showed the young voice and smile of his wife.
He suddenly grabbed the field booklet, ran away and shouted hoarsely: "I can't sell this field! I can't sell it!"
Sudden changes happened, but Lu Chengfei was the most anxious person on the field. Seeing his life-saving straw flying away suddenly, he almost flew out in fright, and hurried forward to stop his father.
Uncle Lu shook off his son's arm angrily and shouted, "Your mother's grave is also nearby! It's nearby! I can't..."
"My mother has been dead for so many years! Why do you care about her?! Let's save the living first..."
But Uncle Lu ignored him and ran out of the house with the farm booklet in his mouth.
This sudden change of mind naturally wiped out Mr. Zhao's lack of patience, and his face was no longer calm and became grim: "Damn... old things give you face, right? My father can accept you The earth is your creation!"
"Stop him for me! If you run again, your leg will be broken, I won't miss his old leg!"
Immediately, more than a dozen people behind him all filed out, how could a mere old farmer be able to stand up to these famous, tall and strong men.
Not long after he ran out of the house, he was stopped by a group of people and pushed down on the ground. Only the hard-working old farmer let out a hoarse and unwilling roar, which quickly attracted the attention of the neighbors and villagers around him.
"How did you do it?"
"What happened..."
"Isn't that Uncle Lu? Why are so many people beating him?!"
"Beat someone! Beat someone!"
Some of the surrounding villagers soon came up to stop them, but the persuasive ones didn't dare to step forward too much, they just shouted:
"How can you do it! You can't hit people!"
"He is still an old man, you should stop quickly, or you will call the police!"
"That's right! Call the police!"
pat~
The expensive Tuff Naduo lighter made a crisp sound and emitted a wisp of faint blue flame. This kind of handmade lighter made in Europe has complicated patterns of red copper on the body, and it feels warm in the hand. Tianbao likes this feeling very much.
Listening to the conversation of the villagers beside him, he leisurely lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke ring with a calm smile.
"Call the police?"
He seemed to have heard some joke.
"My name is Zhao Tianbao. My father is Zhao Liuhe. If you want to call the police, you can report it. I want to see which of you dare to report it?"
As soon as the words came out, the surroundings immediately became quiet. The villagers looked at each other in blank dismay, and put down the phones in their hands.
"Report it? Why didn't you report it?" Zhao Tianbao looked around, "Fucking call the police, heh~ Why are you calling the police to arrest me? It's only natural for me to ask for an account! If you don't go up, you still want to blame me? Or do you want to give me a report? he still?"
Immediately, no one dared to speak out. Although some people were very upset at his arrogant appearance, they just dared not speak out. In the end, they could only go back to each house with their heads down, at most, they looked back and shook their heads. , but there is nothing to do.
He even closed the window to prevent his children from seeing this scene.
In the end, only the hoarse neighing of an old farmer remained on the field.
And this was exactly the effect Zhao Tianbao wanted. He smoked most of the cigarette in one puff comfortably, and then breathed it out deeply through his lungs.
Who the hell dares to come forward? !A group of civilians are worthy of threatening Lao Tzu?
But just when he was extremely proud, he suddenly felt a chill around him, like a gust of wind.
A gust of bitter and terrifying wind made his hairs stand up instantly and his whole body trembled!
(End of this chapter)
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