My village can't be like this

Chapter 6
After this commotion, in the small mountain village where it was only three o'clock in the morning, most people's homes are now lit up with lights.

About ten minutes have passed since the discovery, and the men in the village all got up and started chasing him.

Each of them carried a flashlight and various things in their hands, including hoes, shovels, and poles.

Since Zhang An was nourished by the space, his body is much better than before.

Carrying a stick, he walked like flying on the road, catching up with the crowd in a short time.

Because Changqing Village is surrounded by a big river, if you want to run, you can only get out of the village from the bridge.

You can also run towards the mountain behind the village, but running up the mountain is called courting death.

Blocked by dense trees and the road is not wide, if you bring a slow-tempered old buffalo, you will definitely not be able to run away from the people behind you.

Zhang An followed the light and saw three figures running in front of him, good guy, a gang committed crimes.

On the other side, seeing a group of people chasing after him, he kept waving his whip and slapping the old cow's buttocks in a hurry.

Originally the old cow was quite docile, but he couldn't help being beaten all the time.

In the end, the old cow was hurt by the beating, and he jumped forward with jealousy, and ran forward.

The person holding the rope couldn't hold it. If he hadn't let go urgently, he might have been dragged by the cow and ran on the ground at this moment.

Seeing this, several people knew that they couldn't take the cow with them, so the three dispersed and ran in three different directions in the woods.

This group of people is the most outrageous people Zhang An has ever heard of. Others have found out that you stole the cow, and you have been chased for so long with the cow.

It's a typical way of asking for money rather than life. If the big buffalo hadn't become impatient with being beaten by them in the end and lost its temper, they still didn't want to give up.

If he is caught by the police station, he will be sentenced to prison at worst, and he will still be able to eat at the public house, at least his life is still alive.

But to be caught by the group of people in the mountains, no matter how you say it, a few parts will be missing.

Not much to say, I broke your leg first.

In Zhang An's memory, a few years ago, people in the Miao Village next door had their pigs stolen, and they were chased from dark to dawn. Even if you left the pig and ran away, others would still chase you.

The stockade was full of seedlings, and when they were caught, their hands and feet were cut off on the spot, and they were hung at the gate of the stockade.

Just hang it up for two days like bacon without killing you.

If the police station hadn't been dispatched in the end, he might have to hang himself to death.

So stealing in the mountains is really a gamble with your life.

But it's not surprising that this group of people are basically not normal people, either they are lazy and have a lot of debt, or they are bad gamblers, and their wives and children are separated.

After calming down the berserk buffalo at the head of the village, everyone returned to the village, but most of them probably couldn't fall asleep either.

Zhang An followed his father back home, and his mother Wang Fang breathed a sigh of relief in the main room.

Because chasing this kind of person like this is also dangerous.

Seeing that the father and son came back, she felt relieved.

Zhang An was not affected, and fell asleep as soon as he returned to the house.

When I woke up again, it was daylight.

After lunch, I heard the big loudspeaker in the village start to announce: Please send people from every household to hold a village meeting on the grain drying field. . . .

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Notified back and forth many times, and it took more than ten minutes to stop.

Zhang An hadn't heard of this thing for a long time. In the past few years, it was used to notify the village of any major events.

No one else, this thing is too loud, as long as it rings, not only from the village to the village, even the village next door can be heard.

But as the conditions of the later generations improved, when someone in the village held a banquet, they would use it to notify people that it was time to eat when it was time to set up a banquet.

Because as long as there are banquets in the village, they will usually be held in the grain drying field in front of the village office, which is very large, and it is not a problem to set up thirty or forty tables casually.

In Changqing, usually the men go to the villagers' meeting in the village, unless the men in the family are not at home, the wives of each family will go.

Hearing the announcement from the horn, Zhang Jianguo got up and went out, bringing a bench with him.

No one knows how long it will take. If it takes a long time, it will be a bit of a wait.

Zhang An guessed in his heart that it must have something to do with the robbers entering the village last night, and he just followed up to listen when he was free.

After arriving at the grain drying field, after waiting for seven or eight minutes, the old village head Zhang Jianwen saw that the servants had almost arrived, and there was no need to call names, because the neighbors could tell who hadn't come by just looking at them.

Even if there are a few family members who may have something to do and no one is at home, it doesn't matter if they don't come, as long as the neighbors next to each other talk in private.

Uncle Zhang, the village head, is a man in his 50s. He was a soldier when he was young. After he came back, he couldn't transfer to the city because of his household registration, so he went back to the village.

A few years later, when the Changqing Brigade was renamed Changqing Village, after the brigade captain retired, everyone elected him as the village head.

As the saying goes, good iron does not make nails, and good men do not serve as soldiers.

I heard from the old man that in fact, Uncle Zhang was a fool when he was young, fooling around everywhere disobedient.

Later, he was sent to the army by Mr. Zhang to stay in the army for a few years, and after returning, people became different.

Uncle Zhang, who had no manners in the village before, knew how to respect the elderly and love the young when he came back, and he actively helped anyone in need.

At the beginning, many people thought it was just a pretense for others to see.

But the days passed day by day, as if he had formed a habit, and he continued to help the people in the village as always.

It takes a long time to see people's hearts, and everyone can see clearly that anyone who can pretend to be like this for a day or two can't be like this for several years.

So there was a trend in the village, and all the young people in the village, like the bums, were all sent to serve as soldiers.

So when everyone was electing the village chief, they all chose him.

After becoming the head of the village, he led the people in the village to dig ditches for the rice fields and dig out the mountain roads of the village.

So now Changqing's Datian Bazi can have a good harvest, and it also benefits from this. The road out of Changqing's village was more than one meter wide, and now it can pass two carriages.

It is also due to the contribution of the old village chief. Although the villagers in Changqing are not very rich, there are no people who are hungry. From the beginning of eating corn rice, in recent years, they have started to eat rice.

"All the villagers, old and young, know that the cattle of Li Heping's family in our village were taken away by robbers last night, and finally they were found with everyone's help. I would like to thank all the fathers and villagers for their solidarity and active help. people around me.

The main purpose of today's meeting is to tell you one thing. It turns out that we in Changqing have separate vigils at night, and when the corn is about to ripen, we guard the animals on the mountain.

But the robbers who haven't come for so many years came last night. Since there was the first time, no one knows if there will be a second time. One person and one group will stay for one night.

That's the thing. If you have any opinions, you can express them now and discuss them collectively. "

As far as the village head said this, everyone actually had a premonition.

And everyone is not against the vigil. From [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am, there are ten people in each group. Everyone chats and walks around the village before dawn.

So no one has an opinion, and all votes are in favor.

"Since everyone has no objections, let's start with a group tonight, and everyone will go back and charge the batteries of the flashlights at home. If there is something to do, you can find someone else to change it in private.

Also, I remind everyone that you should wear your ears when you sleep at night, so that you can listen to the movement by yourself.Don't be like Li Heping's family. The cattle are all taken out by others, and their family is still dreaming.

If Grandpa Zhang Er hadn't seen it yesterday, he might not be able to cry today, so everyone is busy, don't forget the night watchmen tonight. "

(End of this chapter)