Leftover Girl's Neverland

Chapter 57
"His father, Zhijiang's father, that Zhixing is back to see you!" Although his feet were weak and he couldn't walk, Wang Yongsong's family saw that Wang Zhixing bypassed her, walked in, and hurriedly leaned against her. shouted into the house from the door frame.

"What?!" Wang Yongsong was teaching his son a lesson when he heard his wife yelling out of tune.

"Hehe, it's me, third uncle, long time no see." Wang Zhixing opened the door and walked in, and saw Wang Yongsong and his son sitting on the sofa chatting: "Hey, isn't this our President Wang? Why have nine years passed?" , your kid is also returning to his hometown!"

Wang Zhixing didn't look at the pale faces of the father and son, walked directly across from them, pulled a chair over and sat down.

"That, it's Zhixing, I just came back today, have you gone home?"

Wang Yongsong is worthy of being a village chief. He has seen the world, and when he saw Wang Zhixing coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly recovered, his face was full of elders' concerned expressions.

Wang Zhixing threw the clothes under his armpit on the tea table, and the metal inside made a "clang" sound, which made Wang Zhijiang tremble.He was too familiar with this voice, and now he suddenly realized that he had never won a fight with this person in front of him, and the scene of being beaten when he was young appeared before his eyes again.

"Not yet, I have to go see my grandma first, third uncle, you seem to have forgotten something, do you want me to remind you?!" Wang Zhixing didn't want to be long-winded, as long as he admitted that he mistreated his grandma, he would You're welcome.

"Oh, the eldest lady is too strong. After you left, I also went to see her at home. She said that she is still in good health and can take care of herself. As for me, the Wang family has too many things. I’m not doing well, so I’m tired and sick. I’m not getting injections or taking medicine all day long. I was in the hospital when my aunt passed away. You can ask the people in the village. It’s not that I don’t want to take care of it, but that I am still alive Woolen cloth."

Wang Yongsong also regarded Wang Zhixing as a reckless young man a few years ago, and he didn't even write a draft when he lied: "Speaking of which, you really thank your master, the third master Wang was busy for your grandma, until now Her old man will be buried in peace..."

"Hmph, don't worry about this. I, Wang Zhixing, am a person with clear grievances and grievances. Those who have kindness will naturally repay their kindness, but those who have grudges will also be repaid, right?!"

"Second brother, tell me, what do you want? I know, I have to thank you for what happened back then. I can compensate you for the years you were in prison. Tell me the number!"

Wang Zhixing saw that their father and son didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt over grandma's death. One was dealing with him with open eyes and talking nonsense, while the other wanted to throw money at him.The anger in his heart could hardly be suppressed, and he clenched his hands tightly.

"Well, that's right, Zhixing, you see that you have been imprisoned for Zhijiang for so many years, and we are all grateful to you." After Wang Yongsong's wife regained her composure, she hurried back to the house, fearing that the three of them would be overwhelmed if they didn't speak at once. Fighting, "The old lady is dead, it's useless to pursue the right and wrong now, isn't it? I think, let Zhijiang pay you to repair the house at home, and then lease two acres of land, and the third aunt Get a daughter-in-law for you, let's live a down-to-earth life, so that her old man can also smile happily."

When she entered the door, she saw Wang Zhixing clenched his fists, and had already grabbed the collar of his old man, and rushed over to grab him.

"Smiling Jiuquan? I don't care for your mother's smiling Jiuquan. Where did you go when my grandma died? You have a lot of wine and meat here, and my grandma is in her 70s and still picks up trash for steamed buns. Wang Yongsong, you bastard, how did you promise me back then, tell me, how did you promise me!"

Wang Zhixing threw away Wang Yongsong's wife, grabbed Wang Yongsong's neck with both hands, and said fiercely: "I'm working so hard in prison, in order to reduce my sentence and come out sooner, so that I can settle accounts with you. Nine Nian, I'm a fool, when I was in the reform through labor, you lived a life of eating and drinking, I'm afraid I, a fool, have forgotten it, hehe, let me tell you, your good days are coming to an end!"

"Stop, stop!" Wang Yongsong's family and Wang Zhijiang rushed up, pulling Wang Zhixing's arm one by one. Wang Yongsong's face was red from being pinched, and he was about to roll his eyes.

"How about it, isn't this feeling of dying very good!"

Wang Zhixing suddenly let go of his hands, shook off the two people who were pulling him, moved his wrists, and did it again.

"Cough, cough, cough!" When Wang Yongsong felt that he would not be able to raise his breath, Wang Zhixing let go of his hand, and fresh air breathed into his mouth again. This feeling of being on the verge of death was too good, and he couldn't stop coughing. with.

"Zhixing, tell me, what do you want, how can you get around us, I agree!" Wang Yongsong took a sip of water to suppress the fear in his heart.It seems that Wang Zhixing doesn't want his life, so it's easy to handle, he will give money and goods.

"Actually, I planned to kill you today, but after seeing your shameless faces, I changed my mind. Hehe, it's not worth going to jail for something like you. I heard that Wang Zhirong came out At that time, the third uncle gave him 6 yuan to start a business, and recruited a wife for him, and now it seems that he has a son in his arms."

Wang Zhixing looked at them with a sneer, and when he put his hands on Wang Yongsong's neck, he suddenly realized that he didn't want to go to jail or get shot because of this bastard. As soon as the family saw him, they panicked and had trouble sleeping and eating.

"Well, he got 15 for six years in prison, but I got 15 years, how can I say [-]?!"

"...Okay, just 15!" Wang Yongsong thought in his heart, not much, and spent money to buy peace.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet! I, now with the name of a murderer, probably have no way to find a job. Why don't I contract a barren hill and grow fruit trees, so I can still have a job?! "

"This..." For a barren mountain, the smaller ones cost hundreds of thousands. Wang Zhijiang felt distressed when he heard him say that.

"Look, is it for the contracting fee, or do the contracting for me, the area should not be too small, I don't want too much, only about 70 acres, isn't there still a few vacant buildings in the village, and I don't choose the location , any mountain will be successful. In addition, the time limit cannot be less than 100 years, and [-] years would be even better!"

Wang Yongsong quickly calculated how much it would cost, 60 yuan per mu of barren hills for a year.One hundred mu is more than 70 in 40 years, plus 15 in cash, damn it, this little bastard really dares to ask for it, and it costs more than 60 with one mouth!

"How is it, third uncle? I heard that Zhijiang is busy with next year's election recently. If you say that even if I don't do anything, I will talk about what happened back then in the district. I guess—"

"Okay, I will do as you said! I will contract a barren mountain, plus 15 yuan. But, there is one thing, the things of the past are not allowed to be mentioned again!"

"no problem!"

Meng Fanhao has been very angry recently, and he has been lying at home for a week. Yesterday, he heard his wife say that Wang Zhixing from East Street had returned, and he felt much happier.

"Hey, I still don't understand. We all understand what happened back then, hehe, Wang Yongsong didn't treat Grandma Wang kindly, so why don't Wang Zhixing settle accounts with him?!"

"That's right, that Wang Yongsong is really dishonest. No matter what, you can't treat grandma like this. Tsk tsk, it's pitiful when you think about what happened back then, at such an old age..."

"Is Village Chief Meng at home?" Meng Zhen shouted from outside, carrying a basket of walnuts and two fish from the yard.

"Hey, who is it?" Fang Shuqin heard the voice, and hurried out to greet her: "Oh, it's Meng Zhen, come in quickly, it's a hot day, why are you here with something?"

He humbly took the things and invited Meng Zhen into the living room.

"It's Meng Zhen. I haven't been in good health recently, so I didn't bother to go to the vegetable garden. I heard from Leilei that the vegetables are all grown now!"

Meng Fanhao was sitting on the sofa, when he saw Meng Zhen coming in, he stood up and gave up his seat.

"That's right, seedlings are starting to emerge now. Hehe, Xianglei has done a great job. With him and my younger brother, I don't need to intervene in the field work!"

Meng Zhen originally wanted to talk to Village Chief Meng after he went to work, but after waiting for a few days, he still recuperated at home.Moreover, I heard that many people came back from the village recently, some contracted the land and some contracted the mountain. She was worried that if it took too long, the mountain she was optimistic about would be contracted by others first.

"This child has really found the feeling. He said that he is picking the vegetables he grew, and he is very happy." Village Chief Meng chatted with her for a while, and then asked, "Why, what can I do for you?"

Meng Zhen nodded, "I've wanted to see you for a long time, but Xianglei said no, plus I've been in the vegetable garden for the past few days and I don't have time to spare. It just so happens that the walnuts in my yard are ripe, so I asked them to pick some to dry On the roof, it was just dried yesterday, so I took some for you to taste."

"In addition, my younger brother is basically busy in the vegetable garden now, so I don't need to worry about it. I just want to contract another barren hill and plant some fruit trees or something."

"Contract Mountain?! It's fine, which one do you like?"

"Yeah, I think the mountain on the east side of the Yushi River seems to be deserted. Look, can I contract this? If so, what's the price?!"

After looking at it for several days, Meng Zhen fell in love with the barren mountain that the people in the village called "Jiamiao Mountain". A good flat slope can just build a small mountain villa there.

The location is also ideal, with Yushi River to the west, Song Village to the east, Zhuangli fields to the south, and Zhuangli to the north.Jiamiao Mountain is not far from the village, but it is separated from people. The more she looked at it, the more she felt satisfied, so she hurried to find Village Chief Meng.

"Oh, you are talking about 'Family Temple Mountain', that's right, you have a good eye. This mountain used to be the family temple of the previous owner of Zhoujiazhuang. After the family was defeated, the incense in the family temple was cut off. Then, Meng, Wang After the two brothers came here, they did not move the mountain out of respect for the former owner. Later, when the "Four Olds" were broken, the temple was said to be a feudal superstition and demolished."

"The family temple was demolished, but the name of this mountain has been handed down, called 'Family Temple Mountain'. In terms of location, it is really a good place, but the people in our village have a kind of awe of this mountain since they were young. Feeling, so no one has dared to contract. If you are optimistic, I will give you the most favorable price contract."

"Hehe, to be honest, I have been wandering in the mountains for the past two days, and there are not many barren hills left in the village. It is just a few small hills on the north side, and this family temple mountain. Most of the mountains on the north side are Cemetery, hehe, I'm really a little scared, there probably isn't such a heavy 'yin energy' on this temple mountain." Meng Zhen smiled embarrassedly, and she had already made a decision in her heart—it was this mountain, and the price was too high. Not a problem, she still has a lot of money in the estate.

Leaving the field and walking into the forest, Meng Zhen's mountain life begins! ! !The relative who is still entangled with male pigs, let's see how the leftover women create a realistic version of "Fantasy Farm"!
(End of this chapter)