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The Age of Struggle
Chapter 50 - Country Villa

Chapter 50 - Country Villa

Nantai County has always had the tradition of being a hometown of construction. It has sent a large number of skilled construction workers to all parts of the country. The southern Thai migrant workers are serious, down-to-earth, and skilled in work. They are called the Nantai Iron Army by the construction industry.

There are many skilled construction workers in Zhuwangzhuang, from masons, plumbing and hardware, to strong and weak electricity, paint, electric welding and carpentry. They can pull out a construction team every minute. Principal Wang's family said that they want to build a house. Folks They all expressed their willingness to help.

Iron shovel, tile knife, gray bucket, large saw, planer, level ruler, and electric welding pipe pliers impact drill. These tools can be used directly from home without borrowing. As for cement yellow sand bricks, it is even more convenient, and can be delivered to the door of the house with just a phone call.

When Liu Ziguang came back to see Wang Zhijun, he brought several thousand yuan in cash with him, but it was not enough to build a house, but he had a card with him, so Zhijun could watch at home, and he took Ma Chao to the county to withdraw the money.

When I came back, I brought not only 20,000 yuan, but also a set of lamps and sanitary ware in the trunk. The twenty taxis at the entrance of the village had already been dispatched, and the Zhu family was also taken to the hospital . There is a colorful striped cloth shed, in which there are more than a dozen tables and dozens of chairs, all of which are put together by each household. There are loose cigarettes and tea on the table, and the brothers sit together to brag and chat, having a great time. Almost.

Wang Zhijun's elder sister and brother-in-law came, carrying hot water bottles to greet them everywhere, their faces full of joy. The old Wang's and Zhu's lived next door, and they had been bullied by them for a long time .

The chimney of the pot house is smoking, and there is a stove built with bricks outside, and a huge black iron pot is supported on it. With so many people eating, one pot is definitely not enough, and according to the rules of the country, the owner has to take care of the cover. The masters of the house ate and drank, so the old Wang's family went all out and took out the money for Zhijun to marry a wife to make arrangements.

The meal was being cooked, but there was no sign of the old principal Wang. After asking Zhijun, he found out that the principal Wang had gone to the township health center to visit the old village head with his things.

"Uncle Wang is really a kind man." Liu Ziguang said. "Yeah, my father has been a teacher for decades, and this salary is basically used to subsidize the needy students. I haven't worn new clothes since I was a child. I just picked up my sister's old clothes."

Wang Zhijun said. Just as he was talking, suddenly a green figure rushed in from outside, and when he saw Wang Zhijun, he yelled loudly: "Wang Zhijun, who injured my father! I will never spare him!"

Sweat came off Wang Zhijun's head immediately, and he stammered, "Cui Cui, listen to my explanation."

It was only then that Liu Ziguang noticed that the girl rushing in was a girl in her twenties, wearing an emerald green shirt and jeans .

"I don't listen! Wang Zhijun, tell me, is it because my father didn't agree with our marriage that you beat him up?" The village girl glared at Wang Zhijun, wishing she could eat him.

Wang Zhijun scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, but he was at a loss for words.

"Ahem, this... Cuicui, right? Don't dare to talk nonsense, Zhijun is such a kind person, how can he do this?" Liu Ziguang interrupted.

Cui Cui ignored Liu Ziguang, looked at Wang Zhijun with tears in his eyes and said: "My father is wrong, he dislikes the poor and loves the rich and despises you, but you can't do this either, look at what you are now , and these things How can there be any good if dubious people hook up together!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhijun was speechless, and raised his eyebrows and said sharply: "Cui Cui, it doesn't matter how you scold me or wrong me, but you can't speak ill of my brother. We are all community security guards who go to work seriously. Nothing! For my family's sake, these brothers came here early in the morning to fight against Zhu's family, and they haven't eaten until now. I am willing and happy to be with them!"

"You!" Cui Cui's willow eyebrows stood on end in anger, tears fell down, and she suddenly turned and ran away.

"Stupid boy, hurry up and chase after him." Liu Ziguang pushed Wang Zhijun.

"Don't chase after her. She and I are classmates in middle school. It was easy. Later, his father, the village director, thought my family was poor, so he insisted on returning the dowry. Alas, it's all in the past, so don't mention it!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Zhijun waved his hands meaningfully, "Brother, I will follow you from now on, and make myself look like a man in the city!"

"If you have ambition, why don't you have a wife? Brother Ganming will help you find a wife in the city!" Liu Ziguang patted Wang Zhijun on the shoulder and said approvingly.

Although he blurted out bold words, Wang Zhijun's eyes still followed Cui Cui's distant figure unconsciously. When the emerald green figure disappeared behind the haystack, Wang Zhijun's eyes dimmed obviously.

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There is a rush at noon, and I can't make so much food for a while, so I will deal with it casually. This deal is not important. Basically, the small shop at the entrance of the village has been emptied, with ham sausage, marinated eggs, and vacuum-packed pig's trotters Chicken wings, five-spice dried tofu, and white wine, beer, and Coca-Cola were all brought back. Aunt Wang cooked a pot of noodle soup and steamed a large pot of white-faced buns, and that was all for lunch.

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In the afternoon, several tractors loaded with bricks and prefabricated cement panels drove up to the gate of the courtyard. The well-fed young men unloaded the goods together. How easy it is for people to handle things. Thousands of bricks were unloaded without much effort. It was amazing. The onlookers of the villagers were stunned for a while. They have never seen such a spectacular sight of building a house with dozens of strong and laborious families.

The masters are already in place, digging pits and laying foundations, mixing ash with mud, and the tractor chugs back to pull the second trip. One truck can only pull 2,000 bricks. This time, the old Wang's shotguns are changed, and five bays will be built. The small two-story western-style building in the village requires at least 120,000 bricks, not counting building walls to build a pigsty. In Liu Ziguang's words, it can be done in one step, and Zhijun's wedding room is also prepared.

For such a building, even the labor costs more than 100,000 yuan. How can the old Wang's poor family come up with so much? Seeing the workers working in full swing, Wang Zhijun rubbed his hands anxiously and asked Liu Ziguang: "Brother, the family is full of 8,000 yuan, and it is still used for my parents' retirement. My brother-in-law's family can only take out 5,000 yuan. How can I settle the money for bricks, cement and sand?"

Liu Ziguang waved his hand boldly: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything, no problem."

"But, brother, you are not rich. You are only a working class. How can you spend more than a hundred thousand in one hand?"

"Don't worry about this. I won't do things that I'm not sure about. Just wait to live in a new house. "

In the evening, the Wang family officially entertained friends in the city with a banquet. Although it was just a house, the banquet was arranged according to the pomp and circumstance of a wedding. There were all kinds of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and enough tobacco and alcohol. The old Wang family also went all out to make arrangements. All the specifications were according to the best, and even the villagers were shocked when they saw it. They said that Mr. Xie is a widow, and how did Principal Wang, who usually deducts a penny and can spend half of it, change his sex.

After drinking, some of them went back to the county seat to take a long-distance bus back to the city, and the other part temporarily stayed in the guest house in the village and came back to help tomorrow.

In the evening, Liu Ziguang called Mr. Gao again to ask for leave for several colleagues. Mr. Gao readily agreed and was extremely polite, which even made Liu Ziguang a little suspicious whether this old boy was trying to get some bad idea.

In addition, Liu Ziguang called Bei Xiaoshuai over alone, and whispered something in his ear, but Bei Xiaoshuai drove away in Ma Liuyi without saying a word.

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In the evening, a bad news came. The old village head was seriously injured, and he is still in a coma. The township health center can't see him, and he has been transferred to the county hospital. If the county hospital can't cure him, he will have to be sent to the city overnight. The village head's daughter has already reported the case to the township police station, claiming that the murderer must be found and brought to justice even if he is trying to sell everything.

The Wang family was very worried when they heard this. If there was a fatality, both families would be responsible. Whether it was a sentence or a fine, they couldn't afford it.

"It's okay, everything is up to me." Liu Ziguang patted his chest and said. Then he turned his head to look at Zhang Jun, who nodded silently.

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The next day, when the house was being built in full swing, four or five police cars drove up from outside the village, their red and blue police lights flashing silently, which shocked the people in Zhuwangzhuang . It's just two vans, but the ones coming now are high-end police cars, which can only be equipped by the city's police. Could it be that yesterday's group fight was so violent that it alarmed the city?

All the work on the construction site was suspended. Everyone watched the police car drive by in a daze. Principal Wang, who was carrying a kettle to pour tea for the workers, was dumbfounded. He didn't know when the water was full . With a smile on her face, Zhu Changlong's shrew and daughter-in-law were convinced that this was a policeman invited by her own man. Last night, the old Zhu's family was not idle, and they tried to find connections everywhere.

I didn't expect that there were so many policemen when they came. It must be someone from the county. Let's see how the Wang family ends this time. Aren't you ruthless? Show the police a ruthless look.

The police car stopped at the entrance of the village, and five or six men in casual clothes got out of the car. Accompanied by a dozen uniformed policemen, they walked over slowly with their hands behind their backs, looking around and talking at the same time. It looks like he's here to arrest someone.

"Oh, isn't that the village head Lu? He's here anyway." The well-informed villager exclaimed.

"And director Zhu from our township police station is here too." Someone pointed at the fat man with big ears and a stammering expression at the end of the line.

The people who came came to the construction site of Wang's house under the watchful eyes of everyone. A middle-aged man in a white shirt led him to look at the small building under construction, and said to Principal Wang with a smile: "Old man, where are you building a house?"

Principal Wang was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. Township Chief Lu became anxious and came over to point out: " Old Principal Wang, this is a leader from the city. He came to our township for research."

President Wang hurried over as if waking up from a dream, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, building a house, the village policy is good, so what..." He couldn't go on talking at this point, and he really couldn't think of anything in the village that would benefit the people. good policy.

"It is indeed a good policy for the country to exempt the agricultural tax. However, the issue of agriculture, rural areas and farmers is not my responsibility. I came down to check the security situation at the grassroots level in the countryside. How is it? Our village is fairly safe. No stealing happened. If Yes, remember to call the police, and I will supervise their implementation." The middle-aged man spoke very grandly, and he looked like a big leader.

Under the watchful eyes of Head Lu, all the villagers dared to say nothing, and all praised the good security in the village, not picking up lost items on the road, and not closing their doors at night.

The leader was very satisfied, and shook hands with President Wang cordially. He saw Liu Ziguang in the crowd, and greeted him with a smile . .

The leader put his hands behind his back, took a walk and then walked back. As he walked, he said to Lu Xiangchang, " I have to go back at noon, so don't bother me."

Township Chief Lu hurriedly said politely: "Why did Bureau Chief Song go back so soon? The township government has already prepared meals at noon..."

Director Zhu was at the end, found Liu Ziguang at a moment's notice, and said in a low voice, " Village Chief Zhu has a head injury, and his daughter insists on going to court, and I can't help it. How do you think this is going to happen?"

Liu Ziguang unhurriedly took out a mobile phone and said, "I can't make things difficult for you, look, the evidence is ready."

Pressing the phone, the screen clearly shows the youngest of the Zhu family waving a wooden stick and beating the old village head.