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Walking along the winding mountain stone road back to the ancestral home, Zhang Lisheng did not meet any fellow villagers on the dim mountain road.

He came to the square branch lock made of brass in the ancient house and stood there. He rubbed the heavy wooden door for a while before taking out the key from his pocket and opening the copper lock. When he walked into the yard, he locked the wooden door firmly with two heavy latches.

The scene in the yard is exactly the same as when a young man walked away a few years ago, with a broken well terrace, a messy kitchen, and a main hall that was still cold in midsummer.

Standing quietly on the muddy ground, looking around for a long time, Zhang Lisheng's eyes finally saw the bright tables in the main hall through the night, and murmured in his mouth, "I have been walking for four or five years and the table is still spotless. This house is really built in a gloomy place." He walked into the side room where he used to live.

The decorations in the room are familiar and simple. Apart from an old spherical monitor computer, there is only one wooden bed and two wooden boxes painted in red on the bedside.

The young man touched the computer that allowed him to learn countless biological knowledge, and a smile appeared on his face, then climbed onto the wooden bed and easily opened the two wooden box lids that he had to do his best before to lift the lid.

Looking at the ancient books with neatly arranged and different materials, Zhang Lisheng breathed a sigh of relief. He recited the ancient spell with a "hiss..." in his mouth, calmed down, carefully picked up an ancient pampering book, and read it carefully word by word.

When people are concerned and worrying, people can never notice the passing of time, and before they know it, the sky is already bright. When the sun shines into the ancient house, Zhang Lisheng realized that the night has passed.

Although the ancient books are not many words, they have profound meanings and concise words. They carefully read them. They only read less than ten volumes in one night. If they continue to calculate this, it will take about ten days to read two boxes of ancient books. If they have to stay in the mountain village for so long, they always have to meet with their fellow villagers first.

Thinking of this, the young man put down the ancient book in his hand, covered the wooden box again, walked out of the room, and wiped his body with cold water according to the habit he had developed since childhood. After thinking about it, he walked to the main room where my father once lived. He took out a complete set of black jackets, black pants, and black cloth shoes made of local cloth, and walked towards the door.

He walked a few steps to the wooden door and was about to open the door, but suddenly Zhang Lisheng heard a bustling sound of footsteps outside the door. Then he heard a familiar young voice shouting, "Uncle Lie, why are you so stupid? The mountain bugs have gone to the United States to enjoy their happiness, and they won't come back. Why are you still keeping this old house for?

Besides, this house has no property rights and is a collective house in our village. Now there is a big boss who joins the county tourism bureau and the town government has changed it to a 'historical homestay'. That's a great thing. Moreover, people have said that they plan to 'protective development'. This is also a good thing for the Zhang family, right? You say you..."

"You get out of here and go to Ermu. When the mountain insects left, I told you to see his old house, such as "historical homestay", and "protective development", and coax the boy. This is to change the old house of Zhang's family into a hotel, a hotel..."

"Comrade Lielin, even if it is changed to a hotel, what's wrong? The money you earn is not shared by the whole village.

This matter is good for the collective and individuals. You said that as the deputy village chief, you have served as a soldier and carried a gun, how could you realize that you are not as good as an ordinary person?

Today I have walked to the door of this room. I have made up my mind and have to open this door no matter what. This is also the collective decision made by the whole village of Zhuangwo Village. Please let me go quickly, otherwise the nature will change."

"It's not Mayor Song, this old house cannot be converted into a hotel. This house cannot be lived in except for the people from his old Zhang family!

Ermu, you bad guy, tell the truth, if this is changed to a hotel, would you dare to stay overnight?"

"I, I, of course, I dare, what's the matter, what's so great." As soon as the young voice came to the ground, Zhang Lisheng slowly opened the door, pushed open the wooden door, stepped out, and said indifferently: "Okay, Brother Ermu, you are really a man. You dare to live in the door of my old Zhang family. You are the first in the thousand years in our Zhuangwo Village.

That's it, I'll give you three days to buy a "packing package". After three days, you can move into my house and I will only send you "up the mountain". We are a man from seven feet high, don't cause trouble and bury your family. Do you think so?"

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the midsummer sun was already extremely hot, but when I saw the wooden door of the Zhang family's old house slowly opening, the villagers in the turtle nest surrounding the door still felt a sudden slap in their hearts, and they felt that their hair was standing up.

"Daowu, Daowu old man..." When Zhang Lisheng saw Zhang Lisheng walking out of the house in black clothes, black pants and black shoes, his face suddenly became bloodless. He exclaimed, his legs were trembling so that he couldn't stand firmly. He staggered forward and fell, and even knocked a short and fat middle-aged man wearing beige striped sweatshirt and black trousers on the bottom, pushing his head against the wall.

"You, what are you doing? Why don't you eat breakfast? You can't stand firm even at the age of a long time." The short and fat middle-aged man touched his burning and painful face with a 'oh'. Seeing that there was no blood, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and shouted at the villagers behind him.

He roared and vented his anger. He turned his attention to the young man walking out of the ancient house and asked Tao Lielin beside him: "Captain Tao, who is this young man?"

"Mayor Song, he is Zhang Lisheng, the owner of this old house in Zhang family." Tao Lilin, who was wearing a cheap suit and wrapped his head, was stunned for a while, smiled bitterly, and then said to Zhang Lisheng: "Mountain Bug, why are you back? When did you come back? I didn't say anything to my uncle after I come back?"

"Uncle A Lie, I just returned to my hometown last night. I was about to go out to meet the villagers this morning when I heard someone plotting against my old house in Zhang family. This world is really 'wealth that touches people's hearts, money is not life'. I have only been away for a long time, and I have forgotten the lesson in four or five years.

Whether it’s good, this person always has to see the coffin more before he can see tears.”

Hearing these words, although he knew that the door of the old Zhang family house suddenly opened because Zhang Lisheng went home instead of Zhang Daowu pretending to be a corpse, the faces of the villagers of the Chunwo did not improve at all. They just regretted that they were obsessed with the wicked and could not buy the medicine for regret.

Only the deputy mayor who had just been in communication with Damu Town frowned and shouted at the top of his voice: "Why are you, a young man, so weird and terrifying, and even threatening people?

I have been working in towns for half my life. The homestead in that village is not collective property rights. This is determined by national policies. If the household registration is moved out, the homestead will be reclaimed..."

After saying a few words, he suddenly thought that the person he taught was an "international friend". It would be a big trouble to really go to petition to protect his rights. His voice gradually became smaller, and he felt guilty that he had taken care of everywhere. His attitude changed and shook his head and said, "Of course, I don't know the specific situation in your village.

The town government can only consider it from a macro perspective. The appearance of the first "historical B&B" in China in Zhuwo Village is a great highlight. Besides, this choice was also voted by your villagers' conference.

But now it seems that the situation has changed again. Since there has been a change, we need to reconsider some issues. That, Village Chief Tao, after your village committee has made a final decision on this matter, I will give me a letter, and we will end here today."

"Master Xingsong, I'll contact you again." Hearing that Section Chief Song had the intention to retreat, Tao Lilin gave a step in time.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, let's go." Mayor Song nodded, turned around and walked out of the village along the stone steps. He did not see a black blood mist clearly visible in the sun floating out of Zhang Lisheng's body, catching up with him and seeping into the small wound he had just worn when he hit the wall.

The villagers who stood motionless on the stone road of the mountain village saw this vision, but they all felt creepy all over and didn't even dare to ask more. Only Tao Lilin was stunned for a moment and shouted at Zhang Lisheng with a red face: "Mountain, mountain bug, what are you doing? Mayor Song is a state cadre. We can't, we can't..."

"Uncle A Lie, thinking about occupying the house of his ancestors. According to the old age, he planned to open the coffin cover of the old Zhang family in my Zhuangwo Village. I still care about his state cadres, not a state cadre," Zhang Lisheng interrupted Tao Lilin and glanced around with his eyes, "There is no other words, no explanation, this matter is not over."

While the young man was reluctant to give in, Mayor Song had already joined the open space at the entrance of the village of Zhuwo with the clerks. It looked like there was a new black Passat at most 50% or 60% of the time.

"I kowtowed eighteen times and tripped. It was obvious that everything was going to be done, but suddenly the 'owner' popped up. This is really, really..." Sitting in the back seat of the car, Song Zhengge frowned and said angrily: "The villagers in Chunwo Village are also soft-boys.

I am a state public official, so I should pay attention to influence and maintain stability. It is difficult to have conflicts with foreign overseas Chinese. What do you think are ordinary people afraid of?

It is related to your income and your own interests. If you should fight for it, you must not fight for it. As a result, you look at the expressions of those people just now, it seems like they have seen a ghost."

"Mayor, you don't know that the Zhang family in Zhuowu Village is very weird..."

"Xiao Wang, you said that although you have not solved the organizational problem, you have been trained by the Party for many years. Why do you still believe in these ghosts and gods?

Let me tell you, don’t think I’m not a native of his county, but I have heard a lot of rumors about the Zhang family in Chunwo Village. These rumors and myths are all feudal dregs…” Song Zhengge interrupted the accompanying clerk and said with a sneer, but suddenly he was confused by several insects flying into the car.
Chapter completed!