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Chapter 132 Old Monster Yang's Village Party Secretary

In the detention center, in a guard room.

Looking inside from the iron fence outside, you will find pieces of yellowed paper spread out on the ground, so densely spread throughout the room that there is almost no space for feet.

Yang Jianmin leaned in the corner, looking at the spread out petitions. They were bright red, and the hot red marks gathered together, like the sun, warming his heart.

Yangjiazhuang did not forget him, Yangjiazhuang did not blame him, the land that gave birth to and raised him still loved him deeply.

Yang Jianmin cried, with tears streaming down his face, and his shoulders shaking violently. For such a big man, he cried like a child.

The next day was also the day when the court was in session. Zhang Guoquan went to find Yang Lei early but did not see him.

Yang Lei's wife said that he left before dawn and said he would look for you, just wait at home.

The reason why Yang Lei didn't bring Zhang Guoquan with him was that he had no hope for today's court hearing. Because of Yang Jianmin's attitude yesterday, he didn't even want to come out to meet him. Therefore, he couldn't bear to see Zhang Guoquan's disappointed look on the spot, and he was alone.

People have gone.

Zhang Guoquan did not leave, he chose to wait at the door for Yang Lei to come back.

Slowly, and no one took it upon themselves to do so, villagers gathered around the large puddle in front of Yang Lei. They were also waiting for Yang Lei to bring good news.

Zhang Guoquan and his fellow villagers spent the whole morning in this torturous time, letting the scorching sun shine on them.

It was lunch time and no one came back.

It was not until after lunch that a bicycle rode quickly from the entrance of the village. It was Yang Lei who was back.

The eyes of the villagers were instantly attracted, and Zhang Guoquan also saw it. He wanted to run to greet Brother Jianmin and ask him about the latest situation, but his feet could not move. He was afraid that what Yang Lei brought back would be bad news.

Yang Lei rode over anyway, looked at the villagers gathered around the puddle, and then at Zhang Guoquan, the corners of his mouth raised.

The sentence was passed, and Yang Jianmin was sentenced to ten years.

Yang Jianmin confessed in court and burst into tears. With the petitions filed by thousands of people, the judge issued a verdict in court.

"Jianmin asked me to tell the folks that if you wait for him for ten more years, he will come back to repay the kindness of the folks."

At first, the surrounding villagers were silent as they listened carefully to Yang Lei's words.

One or two people among them began to lower their heads and talk, and soon the enthusiasm spread until the whole crowd was chattering like little swallows.

With this result, they were satisfied and happy, and everyone had a happy smile on their face.

Of course, some people secretly wiped away tears.

Yang Lei walked up to Zhang Guoquan, looked at Zhang Guoquan who was stunned, and raised his voice: "Jianmin asked me to give you a message. He is very grateful to you and everything you have done for him. If it weren't for you, he would

I will be condemned by my conscience every day for the rest of my life, which will be even more painful. Even if I die, I will not have the shame to see my dead father."

Yang Lei's voice was rich, as if he wanted to let the villagers hear him on purpose, and he raised his voice a few more degrees.

"Jianmin also said that you have a pure heart and it is you who have kept Yangjiazhuang's bottom line."

The chattering crowd was instantly silenced by Yang Lei's high voice. Naturally, they heard these words. After a moment of silence, one person in the crowd clapped, and then the applause spread like a tidal wave.

Yang Lei patted his shoulder: "Now you don't have to be so stressed and can have a good sleep."

"Party Secretary Yang..." Zhang Guoquan had a lot to say.

Yang Lei stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Okay, this matter is over. The police officer handling the case said that it's okay if you don't know about Yang Jianmin's father, but you know that if you don't tell it, you are also committing a crime. Then

It will be a stain on you for life, and also a stain on Yangjiazhuang."

"Party Secretary Yang, thank you." Zhang Guoquan felt mixed emotions.

The applause lasted for a long time, and finally stopped at Yang Lei's signal.

But there was one person in the crowd who was still clapping to himself, regardless of the applause around him that had stopped.

Yang Lei took a closer look and saw that it was Aunt Wang.

"Aunt Wang, it's okay, stop."

Aunt Wang walked over from the crowd: "I give this applause to Guoquan. My old lady is uneducated and doesn't know how to say nice things. I can only say that you, Zhang Guoquan, are like seeds in the crop field, growing towards the sun all your life."

Live your life facing the sun, this is the simplest and the most supreme evaluation from the folks.

"Oh, Aunt Wang, these words are more pleasant to listen to than any fancy words. You are very educated." Yang Lei laughed heartily.

Aunt Wang smiled sheepishly, and the villagers laughed too.

Yang Lei knew that Zhang Guoquan had been waiting here and wanted to let him have a meal, but Zhang Guoquan refused.

He wanted to bring the news to Bai Ge, so he quickly ran to the east end of the village and ran to his yard.

Bai Ge actually had already prepared rice and cooked a pot of porridge, which was the same flour Brother Jianmin had given him.

Bai Ge served him a bowl, and Zhang Guoquan drank it in large gulps.

Without any unnecessary words, Bai Ge could tell from Zhang Guoquan's actions that Brother Jianmin would be able to survive easily.

"Guoquan, drink slowly, there is still a lot in the pot."

Zhang Guoquan drank a big mouthful of porridge and was speechless for a moment, so he could only nod his head.

"Guoquan, I still want to go to the Reed Marsh."

Zhang Guoquan swallowed hard: "Okay, I will take you to catch pheasants and make a trap. I will definitely catch them."

Baige smiled and pursed her lips. She didn't want to catch any pheasants. Even if the two of them lay quietly in the boat, looking at the blue sky, letting the river rock the boat gently, she felt that

Satisfied.

The reed marsh is still as quiet as ever, like a still oil painting. Only when the wind blows, the swaying reeds dance gracefully like girls.

The boat slowly entered the reed marsh, as if entering a different world, it was so deep and mysterious.

Before entering the reed marsh, Zhang Guoquan made full preparations.

Now, in the dense reeds, he was holding a few short wooden sticks and a string of ropes. Two wooden sticks were smashed into the dry hard mud, and another one was placed flat between the two wooden sticks.

The rope is very useful. Tie one end of the rope to a long elastic wooden stick, and the other end of the rope to a finger-long wooden stick. Then press the elastic long wooden stick down to form

The state of a bow and arrow.

This elastic wooden stick is almost as tall as a person, so that when it is pulled up, it will rebound with greater tension.

Make one end of the rope into a circle with your hands, place it randomly on the ground, put a handful of wheat in the circle, and sprinkle some dry reed leaves on top as a camouflage, then a spring trap is ready.

As long as a pheasant goes to eat wheat, and then touches the wooden stick of the trap, triggering the mechanism, very soon, before the pheasant has time to react, the strong rebound force will trap the pheasant, making it impossible to break free.

After preparing the trap, Zhang Guoquan ducked out from the reeds.

"Bai Ge, let me take you to catch eels." Zhang Guoquan patted the broken leaves stained on his body and jumped onto the boat.

"Ah, that thing is just like a snake, how scary it is." Bai Ge seemed to be refusing.

Women are naturally resistant to such slender creatures.

Zhang Guoquan encouraged her to try it out. In fact, fishing for eels is very simple. Just tie a rope to a bent iron hook and string an earthworm on it. A simple eel fishing tool is ready.

The most important thing is earthworms. Zhang Guoquan walked to a muddy field with broken leaves. The surroundings were full of rotting leaves, which looked dirty, but it was easy to find earthworms in such mud.

Zhang Guoquan dug around casually and soon found an earthworm as long as a finger, with a dark red body curled up in the mud. After rummaging a few more times, more earthworms were squirming in the black mud.

Let the white pigeon hold the rope, and Zhang Guoquan strings the earthworms on the iron hook. Some eels are so bad that they cannot smell a trace of rust, otherwise they will never bite the hook.

In this way, the entire body of the earthworm is covered on the iron hook, which just blocks the smell of rust.

After getting two hooks, Bai Ge took one alone. Zhang Guoquan moved the boat closer to the reeds so that Bai Ge could stretch out and reach the raised mud bank.

Point out a hole to Baige and ask her to put the hook inside. If she feels her hand being pulled, it means an eel has bitten the hook.

This was similar to her fishing. Bai Ge suddenly gained confidence and knew to wait quietly and not to be impatient.

But Zhang Guoquan didn't seem to be in this state. He was taking the initiative, holding the line in his hand and swinging the hook. After a while, a small eel was hooked.

Fortunately, there were a lot of them. Seeing how relaxed Zhang Guoquan was, and he had caught more than a dozen fish in a short time, she was not willing to be outdone, and imitated Zhang Guoquan's example, shaking the iron hook in her hand a few times.

Sure enough, she felt as if the thread in her hand was suddenly pulled.
Chapter completed!
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