frightfiction Chapter 472 Big Melee
Chapter 472 Big Melee
The next day, early in the morning, Zhou Qian, his two sons, and his wife arrived in two animal carts.
There wasn't much luggage, but there was a lot of food.
Without being shy, he threw the food directly to Old Man Shen, saying that they might have to eat together with the group in the future.
But looking at the grain that was pulled out, it looked like it weighed almost two thousand kilograms, but the key point was that there was very little corn, only fine rice and flour.
Seeing the room that Shen Zhiqiu arranged for them, Zhou Qian and his family were very pleased. It was spacious and bright, with a fire wall and a heated bed.
There were new teacups and kettles, toothbrushes and cups, washbasins and basin stands, upright wardrobes, and even the kang, which was covered with a quilt made by the women of the Nine Tribes last night using newly made plastic cotton.
You know, even Jiu Zu themselves haven't used this new plastic cotton yet.
Zhou Qian's family is the same. It is said that the interaction between people is mutual.
After they put down their luggage, Zhou Qian's wife, Zheng, ran directly to the sewing group to help make shoes.
She was really good at sewing, and she could easily get the hang of sewing military boots at a glance. Even many of her sisters-in-law and brothers-in-law from the nine clans praised her stitches.
Zhou Qian's eldest son Zhou Hai was fifteen years old, and his youngest son Zhou Hu was twelve years old.
When the boys from the Nine Clans were setting up stalls in the past, they had contact with these two boys and directly dragged them to their plastic products group.
As for Zhou Qian, all these years of business were not done in vain. He has high emotional intelligence and is good at accounting.
Shen Zhiqiu asked him, Mr. Shen, and Old Man Shen to be responsible for receiving visiting merchants.
Although the Jiu Zu workshop now has to focus on providing military supplies to the army, the production of scented shoe soles and plastic hairpins has not been cut off.
After all, soles are quick to make, and now the labor force has doubled. As long as there is a continuous supply of soles for sewing military boots and there is a surplus, the extra soles can be sold to the outside.
However, it seems that plastic sponges cannot be sold to the outside world.
Although the people also suffer and suffer from the bitter cold in winter, they can stay in their houses during the winter, while the soldiers in the north will probably have to spend this year in the even colder Mobei.
Moreover, Shen Erya and the others also knew why their sister said that the village would be lively in two days.
Isn’t it true that because Tangjia Village became a military supply village, many relatives came to ask for help in mediating peace?
Later, when they saw that it didn't work, they made another big fuss. Now that the corvée labor has come down, many ordinary people know what it means and are afraid of conscription in the future.
Many people had said last time that they would no longer have any contact with each other, and would cut off ties and have no ties to each other, whether alive or dead.
All the harsh words were let go, but now, they have come to me again.
Take, for example, Ms. Cen, a member of Grandma Hua’s hairpin group. She is so old, but who would have thought that she still has an old mother at home.
The old lady was carried here by her sons. When she entered the village, many people saw her. They thought that at most they would just curse at her.
As a result, when the old lady was carried in, she looked half-dead, and she spoke weakly when she first spoke to Cen.
It was obvious that no matter how much she talked, her point was not made, and Cen even cried and said that this matter really could not be done.
The old lady suddenly got up, pounced on Cen who was kneeling beside her, sat on her, grabbed her hair and started beating her, as if Cen was not her biological daughter.
In particular, although Cen was strong, she was still concerned that this was her own mother, so she did not dare to fight back and could only hide.
Mr. Tang San was not happy: "What the hell is this? He has been married to her for most of his life. Why should a grandmother at her age be beaten by her parents?"
He rushed forward with his two sons, determined to protect his wife no matter what.
My goodness, this is so lawless. The old lady called her sons and started to attack Mr. Tang San’s family.
The people of Tangjia Village were reluctant to intervene at first, after all, they were their own relatives.
But he couldn't just sit there and watch his fellow villagers being beaten, so he started to act.
What a coincidence, there are quite a lot of people who want to talk about this again today. Isn’t this because the notice was just posted two days ago?
Gradually, somehow, it evolved from a fight between one family and their relatives to a fight between the villagers of Tangjia Village and a group of mixed relatives from outside.
This truly put into practice the saying that the enemy of my enemy is my comrade.
This will be a chaotic fight and it will be hard to tell which family the relatives are.
Those who were still working overtime in the workshop could vaguely hear a chaotic noise in the village.
Shen Zhiqiu and his men quickened their pace and trotted to the village. What they saw was the square of Tangjia Village, where many people were fighting.
There were also people who tried to stop the fight. After all, it was impossible for all the villagers to go up and fight with others!
What kind of people are there in Tangjia Village? Even now, some of them are working overtime and just came here.
There are also many people, young and old, in the village who have been brought back by visiting relatives.
Tang Guangzheng also brought many villagers to mediate and stop the fight.
There were also people pushing and shoving each other to prevent them from fighting, shouting, "You people from other villages should go home quickly. We are a military supply village, and there are regulations. We are not allowed to arrange for outsiders."
Some people also shouted: "If you really want to make trouble, go to the county government office and make trouble with the county magistrate. We will add whoever the county magistrate tells us to add."
Tang Jiugong was being held by the old man with his nephews, and his face turned red with anger.
Because those relatives cursed so badly: "You Tangjia Village are a bunch of black-hearted people, only caring about yourselves and not your relatives..."
There are also those who want to settle accounts with the past: "Don't you think about it? If it weren't for my grandfather helping your grandfather fight wolves, your Tangjia Village would have been wiped out..."
In short, there are endless insults like this, including those that insult one's ancestors.
Just when the nine clansmen were wondering whether to take action, they heard someone shouting, "Uncle Jiu," "Grandpa Jiu," and "Great Grandfather."
It's a mess.
Shen Zhiqiu looked carefully and saw that old man Tang Jiugong had fainted from anger. How could this be tolerated?
He quickly called Shen Youyou and Doctor Guo to come forward and take a look.
My goodness, at such an old age, he fainted from anger and then had a cerebral hemorrhage. What if he did?
Shen Youyou shouted, "Disperse, disperse, don't surround Master Tang!"
However, relying on his thin body, he squeezed in through the gap, squatted down, took the pulse first, then looked at the eyeballs, and then pinched the Ren Zhong point.
She had not studied pulse diagnosis for a long time, but she had practiced taking pulses on many people from the Nine Clans.
"The heart is attacked by the breath, the pulse is deep, stringy and slippery, and the chest is full of breath."
Shen Youyou looked up and told Grandpa Guo who was behind her how she felt about his pulse.
Doctor Guo also took the pulse himself and nodded, feeling the same as Shen Youyou's.
"Quick, find a room for Jiugongtai to go in. We can't stay here."
Doctor Guo had just greeted Tang Jiugong, and Shen Youyou followed closely behind him when they heard someone shouting, "Fuck him, our old master has fainted from anger. If anything happens to our old master, you will pay with your lives."
As a result, several people on the opposite side fell down after a while.
The little old lady who had just jumped up and down and scratched her brother-in-law's face was also among them.