After the meeting, the sunset dyed the sky red. Song Qingyun didn't care about eating, so he grabbed a cold steamed bun, carried the village flashlight and went out to look for someone.

The flashlight was used to use when he went out with Lao Huang's family to scan eels. It has a brick-sized battery and a headlight used by the miner to carry out the lights. It can be illuminated about ten meters and is very bright.

Because it is a new flashlight, the battery will take three or four hours.

Song Qingyun didn't want to make things worse, so he went out alone to find someone to find out where Huang Ming was going.

"Huang Erwa, I saw it. I rushed towards this side with a kitchen knife in front of me. Secretary Song, what's wrong with him?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll tell him something small." Song Qingyun stammered and dealt with it.

"Huang Ming, are you looking for him? He ran to the mountain and asked him what he was doing. He didn't say anything, but glared at me hard, as if he wanted to eat people."

"Oh, I'm going up the mountain." Song Qingyun looked up the mountain. It was already dark and the surroundings were dark. There was a trace of sunset left on the iconic Red Stone Mountain.

Our Comrade Xiao Song was a little worried. The mountain was so big, finding someone was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, once the sky was dark, the road on the mountain was dangerous, and it was a very bad thing for anyone himself or Huang Ming to fall.

"Hello, Secretary Song." Someone was greeting Song Qingyun.

Secretary Xiao Song looked closely and saw Lao Guo and the others gathered there at the corner of the street.

All four children of the three families set up easels and were sketching.

The adults served a small stool and drank beer with fried peanuts and snacks.

Song Qingyun went to take a look and praised: "The children are doing well!"

Mrs. Guo proudly said that the children were guided by famous teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts since childhood. After two years of painting, they finally got started. This time, the three families made an appointment here, one was on vacation, and the other was to bring their children to sketch.

He said again, Secretary Song, you are really good here. Today I spent a day shopping in the village, taking photos, and our circle of friends was flooded with us.

Song Qingyun laughed: "It's fun, and we will promote our village more in the future and bring more people to play. If you can come to travel, it is to help the poor and do charity. By the way, didn't Chen Zhonggui go to the city today? Did Xu Shuang make dinner? How did he eat?"

Lao Guo and others said that it was just that, everyone came here to enjoy the beautiful scenery, not to eat.

I didn't eat very well. The noodles in the morning, bacon at noon, and bacon at night. The amount of salt intake increased, and everyone felt dry mouth.

In fact, Xu Shuang is not only good at cooking bacon, but she doesn’t know how to make dishes.

Lao Guo and his friends' sketches have long attracted the attention of the villagers and praised them, saying that the dolls are so amazing now that they are painted like photos.

Dozens of people crowded here, blocking a small street.

Hongshi Village is not big, and Huang Erwa's violent crime with a kitchen knife has already spread all over the evening. Since everyone saw Song Qingyun, they would naturally ask.

Some villagers were worried that Secretary Song, you just went there alone, and didn’t find two bodyguards. Even if you don’t bring people, you should have one stick. Otherwise, if you meet on a narrow road, you will have no armed force, so you can only surrender and wait for death?

Song Qingyun was funny and said, "Who are you bringing and sticks, why are you waiting for death?" Huang Erwa was unable to think about it for a moment. Now he thinks about it and regrets it. He has gone to hide from the place where no one is. I have no grudges and no grudges, and I will not, nor will it."

Indeed, Huang Ming has been taught by the Party and the troops for many years, and is not the kind of person who is unreasonable and does not consider the consequences. The reason why he is so impulsive today is not because he heard the call from his aunt.

Huang Erwa felt that there was a suspicion of a grassland growing on her head, and she was so anxious that she acted impulsively. More than an hour had passed and she should have calmed down.

The villagers disagree. Huang Ming was unruly and always felt that everyone in the world was sorry for him when something happened, but he did not feel sorry for others and could reflect on him without anyone else.

Another old man reminded Song Qingyun, Secretary Song, Feng Shui nourishes the other people, and the people here all have a strong spirit in their temperament. It would be fine if they don’t do it, but if they really do it with you, they will be bloody. If you stop halfway through the fight, you will be very embarrassed. Once you are face-related and have grudges, you will never stop until you die.

Song Qingyun said it wasn't that serious, right?

The old man said, the branch secretary was in the same situation as you are now, and he was chopped off by Chen Sanmazi.

"Who is Chen Sanmazi?" Song Qingyun asked curiously.

"If you die, the grass on the grave will be three feet tall, and you will die of illness two years ago."

The old man talked about an old story. It was more than 30 years ago. Gong Zhenxin was the captain of the production team. At that time, it was collective production and the land was not distributed. Gong Zhenxin rings the bell every day and asks everyone to go to work in the fields, and then calculates the work points based on the amount of work they are put into.

Chen Sanmazi had smallpox when he was a child. After he was cured, his face was covered with pockmarks, so he got the nickname. He was lazy and worked hard every time he worked.

Gong Zhenxin was in his early twenties, but he was calm and kind. He smiled and spoke softly, and now he was just two people.

He spoke kindly at the beginning, but Chen Sanmazi just refused to listen.

If you say too much, it will be worthless and you will also exclaim.

Chen Sanmazi became angry and had a conflict with Gong Zhenxin. With a sickle, he opened Gong Zhenxin and blood flowed all over his body, just like a blood gourd.

Aren’t criminal crimes being severely cracked down at that time? What else can I say? I was arrested and sentenced to ten years.

Gong Zhenxin was still depressed at that time. Isn’t it just a fight? He was not as good as a person and was beaten to death. It would take a few days to keep him. As for the sentence of ten years?

He felt guilty and brought something to the labor reform team to see Chen Sanmazi, saying that Brother Ma didn't expect it to be like this. If you want to blame me, blame me! Now that the situation is done, I have no choice. Be good, don't worry about family affairs, I will help you take care of your parents.

Chen Sanmazi was furious and sneered, Gong Zhen believed that you, Xiaomao, cried, pretended to be compassionate, our enemies will be together for a lifetime. When I come out of it, I will kill your whole family. You know what kind of nature are in our Hongshi Village. You know, kill them as soon as you say, and you will never talk nonsense.

At that time, Gong Zhenxin didn't think anything was there, because Chen Sanmazi was just talking harsh words and stayed in prison for a few years, and he would be fine if he was angry.

However, I didn’t expect that during the Spring Festival that year, Chen Sanmazi escaped from prison.

The labor reform farm informed the production team to pay attention to the vigilance and prevent the fugitives from going home to commit revenge.

Now, Gong Zhenxin's parents and wife were nervous and said it was terrible. Chen Sanmazi must be back to seek revenge on you this time. You might as well go out to hide for a few days and wait until the police catch him before going home.

Secretary Gong was a little timid when he was young, and he was scared. He responded and packed up his things and was about to leave. At this moment, his daughter held his clothes and cried, "Dad, don't leave, Dad, you don't want us anymore."

Gong Zhen felt sad in his confidence, and shed tears and said, "Dad will not leave, Dad will protect your mother and grandparents. Dad is a man and cannot avoid trouble."

Secretary Gong raised a sense of pride at that time, and did not tell his family that he had pleaded with a relative's house to avoid disaster. He took a hemp rope to go up the mountain to cut it off.

Isn’t Hongshi Village only one road in and out? The police have been deploying defenses at both ends of the road, and Chen Sanmazi is not a fool, so he will definitely not fall into the trap.

Therefore, he is most likely to be crossing the mountain. There is a road on the mountain. As long as he waits here, he will not have to worry about not waiting for anyone.

I waited on the road for a day and a night, but because of my good luck, I actually waited for the ill-headed and dirty prison escaped Chen Sanmazi.

Gong Zhenxin roared, clenched his fists and jumped out of the rocks and was about to fight with Chen Sanmazi.

He remembered his wife, son and parents at home, and he had endless strength to use. He threw Chen Sanmazi on the ground in less than a minute, rode on him, picked up the big fist, smashing it desperately, and shouted: "Don't you accept it, can you accept it? Can you still kill my whole family, can you still kill it?"

Chen Sanmazi was beaten to the point of bruising and swollen face, but she didn't cry or shout. She just looked at him closely and spit out a mouthful of blood for a long time: "Stop hitting, I'll accept it. I lost to you, and I won't come to seek revenge again."

He didn't struggle, but Gong Zhenxin tied himself up and said dejectedly: "Captain, I'm really defeated by you. You want to send me back to the labor reform team, I'm not saying anything. But let me go home first. Isn't it going to be the New Year? I want to burn an incense stick on my ancestors' grave, otherwise it won't be called New Year."

Gong Zhenxin also achieved great reputation in that battle and established prestige in the village. He also deeply realized that you have to be tough when encountering things in the village, so that everyone is afraid that you will respect you.

Chen Sanmazi stayed in prison for four years. Because of his good performance, he returned home to farm and completely became an honest farmer.

After the old man talked about this past, Lao Guo was furious and said, "It's interesting, interesting."

Mrs. Guo also said: "It's original, it's original!"

Everything she sees is original.

The old man: "Everyone has something to worry about. The people in our village respect heaven, earth and ancestors. As long as people are not dead, they will get kowtow in front of the ancestor's tomb during the New Year. Even if they die, their souls will have to come back."

"Yes, what everyone cares about, life requires a sense of ritual." Song Qingyun's heart moved.

I left everyone and went to Lao Huang's house.

Lao Huang's granddaughter was taken into the city by Guan Li, and his son ran away because of his murder. The old couple was sulking at home. When they saw Song Qingyun, they said, "What's the Little New Year? How come they live like this?"

Song Qingyun asked, Lao Huang, did your family burn paper for their ancestors?

Lao Huang replied that he was so angry that he didn't expect so much. Secretary Song, you reminded me, and then go to the grave.

According to local customs, three things should be done on the 29th day of the New Year: one, steam buns; two, paste Spring Festival couplets; three, burn paper for the ancestors' graves.

Song Qingyun: "It's dark, you are not young, don't fall. Give me the money for incense wax paper, and I'll find Huang Erwa and ask him to burn it for you."

"Have you found Huang Erwa?" Old Huang asked anxiously.

Song Qingyun: "I probably know where he is. Don't worry, I promise to bring the people back. For the New Year, the whole family cannot be separated!"

Old Huang's eyes were red.

Song Qingyun took the money from the incense wax paper to Huang Ming’s grandparents’ grave. He had been here when he and the Huang family went up the mountain to dig grass roots. He knew that. He lit a candle and turned his head and shouted, "Huang Ming, I know you are here, come out! On the 29th day of the New Year, I have to visit the grave for my ancestors. You should have been waiting for a long time, right?"

"Song Qingyun, you are so bold to come, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" Huang Ming walked out of the shadow and sneered.

Song Qingyun ordered a piece of paper money, put it on the ground, bowed three times, and said, "Your grandparents are sleeping in it. I'll give money to the two old men. Do you have the nerve to fight?"

Huang Ming had a calm face and did not speak, and also ignited the paper money and kept kowtowing.
Chapter completed!