Druid's Country Retirement

Chapter 538 Disputes

Walking into the yard of Uncle Mazi's house, the lights in the main room were brightly lit. There were faint sounds of quarreling inside, and a group of Luo family members squatting at the door to watch the fun.

Li Hongbing walked to the front steps of the main room and stopped, while the voices of men and women in the room became louder and louder.

"When Mazi was born, he was born into the Luo family, and when he died, he was a ghost from the Luo family."

"Yes, he is gone. Where can he be buried without burying his ancestors? Let outsiders see the jokes of our Luo family."

"Longzi, I know you are filial, but filial piety is filial piety, and the rules cannot be discarded."

"If you have to bury them, that's fine. Tomorrow, the names of Mazi and your brothers will be crossed out from the family tree, and this yard will be returned to the Luo family."

"I don't want to cross out the name from the family tree and pay for the funeral expenses. The remaining gift money should be kept in the Luo family."

"Yes, you can bury it in Qinglong Mountain, but the gift money must be left behind."

"There is also land allocated to Mazi."

The Luo family who were standing outside the door and watching the excitement also talked in low voices.

To be honest, if it had been in the past, every one of these old guys in the house would have been dealt with in a hundred ways.

His uncle stayed in Luo's family all his life and never left Shilipu. Luo Long didn't want to cause his uncle's name to be deleted from the family tree just because he vented his anger.

As the old saying goes, a penny can stump a heroic man, but I am stumped by a genealogy.

I want to see who dares to be so arrogant.

Upon hearing the tricky old man's inquiry, everyone looked at the door with unhappy expressions.

But not now, the family tree is in their hands.

"What's wrong with me scratching? I dare to talk back to my elders, so I deserve to be scratched!" The old lady stood up, shouted in a harsh voice, and wrinkles knitted together on her face.

Some people think that the elders in the house are not honest. Uncle Luo is still lying in the mourning hall, and he started planning the family property. Others think that the elders have done the right thing. Mr. Accountant has received hundreds of thousands of real money, so why should the Luo brothers be given free money? Both of them, the Luo family also takes care of Uncle Luo.

The middle-aged man who stood up also covered his face and sat back in his chair.

Li Hongbing had no time to pay attention to these gossips. When he walked into the main room, he saw Luo Long, whose collar was torn, sitting in a chair and smoking a cigarette.

The people outside the hall were in an uproar. The people sitting in the room were the elders of several rooms in the Luo family. Their words were very important in the Luo family. They were also responsible for revising the family tree every year when the Luo family worshiped their ancestors.

This young man with a smile dared to slap him like that.

"Who are you?" An old man leaned on crutches and sat on the master's chair in the hall. The erosion of the years had made the old man's face look like a shriveled lemon, full of sourness, and every line on his face seemed to tell his meanness and cunningness.

"Which family are you from? How can you beat someone? Who is your master? I want to see how he teaches you." The square-faced middle-aged man stood up, pointed at Li Hongbing, and scolded harshly.

"Who did it?"

"Oops, I'm sorry, my hand was shaking!" Li Hongbing smiled and shook his hand.

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded in the main room, and then the old lady covered her face and staggered back, falling into a chair with an expression of disbelief.

Li Hongbing's unfamiliar face made several people in the room frown, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a square face, spoke.

Everyone in the hall cursed secretly.

There were three or four other middle-aged people in the room.

Uncle Mazi hasn't been buried yet, and he is waiting to be divided among money, houses, and land.

Some people even say that it is difficult to get homestead land now, and there is not much land that can be cultivated. Many young people in the Luo family have no houses or land, and they can’t even find their mothers-in-law. Uncle Luo has no children. When people leave, it’s hard to keep their houses and land. It’s useless, it won’t be divided into its own descendants.

After listening for a while, Li Hongbing raised the corner of his mouth. The forest is really big and there are all kinds of monkeys.

"You, you, you!" The old lady's thin body heaved violently in anger.

"That's right, which family are you from? I haven't seen you yet!"

"I, Uncle Mazi's nephew, have a problem." Li Hongbing walked up to Luo Long with a chuckle.

Anyway, everything is there, and there is no way to avoid money, houses, and land.

"Hey, I'm telling you, I'm deaf!"

Hand cramps?

What a fool!

"Okay, let me ask who doesn't allow Uncle Mazi to bury Qinglong Mountain." Li Hongbing looked at these people.

Luo Long shook his head and said nothing, and sighed helplessly.

"Young man, which family are you from? Mazi's mourning hall is over there at the ancestral hall."

"Brother Red Soldier, you are here!"

Snapped!

Another crisp slap sounded.

"Oops, my hands are shaking again!" Li Hongbing shook his hands in annoyance, "I'm sorry, my hands have been cramping recently and I always like to hit people who stand up. How about you guys try again? The doctor said just use more cramps. ”

Then he pushed aside the Luo family members who were blocking him and walked up the steps. The Luo family members muttered dissatisfiedly.

Sitting next to the old man was an old lady. The skin on her face was sagging and wrinkled like spider webs. Her eyes were small and sharp, which made Li Hongbing feel like she was scheming all the time.

The birthday boy is looking for a short-term life and lives impatiently.

"Who are you? I didn't see anyone. You were just standing behind to watch the excitement."

At this time, Li Hongbing saw that Luo Long's face looked like a cat scratched it, with blood marks all over it. The emotion of one of his own being bullied came to his heart, and his face became gloomy.

When Luo Long heard a familiar voice, he raised his head suddenly and looked at the person in front of him in surprise.

"I'm telling you, Mazi is from our Luo family. What's wrong with burying her in the ancestral graveyard? Why should she be buried in Qinglong Mountain? It's not a joke to outsiders." The old lady who was slapped said sharply.

Li Hongbing suddenly raised his hand, which scared the old lady and quickly covered her face.

"Don't be afraid, my hand is cramping again."

"That's what happened. I am Uncle Mazi's nephew. Uncle Mazi told me before he left that he must be buried in Qinglong Mountain after he leaves."

"I have always kept this matter in mind. I am a naturally small-minded person and can only pretend to do one thing. Who makes me feel uncomfortable? I make him feel uncomfortable all over. What do you think?"

The faces of the elders in the room darkened. This strange young man spoke lightly, but his words clearly contained a strong threat.

"Young man, who are you? He is the only one left in Mazi's room, and there is no one like you at all." The tricky old man, who had watched the show for a long time, asked while leaning on a cane and narrowing his eyes.

Li Hongbing pointed at himself, grinning as if he heard a joke.

"Didn't I tell you that I am Uncle Mazi's nephew, my nephew? By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my surname is Li!"

"Why do you have the surname Li to care about the affairs of the Luo family? There is no need for outsiders to interfere in the affairs of the Luo family. Dogs and mice are nosy, and you dare to come to Shilipu to beat people. How did your parents teach you that you are a mother-in-law and you are not?"

Another middle-aged man who said nothing suddenly became excited when he heard Li Hongbing say his surname was Li. He stood up and vomited.

It's a pity that the words were not finished.

Li Hongbing slapped the middle-aged man hard on the face, but Li Hongbing didn't hold back. He just slapped the two of them just to teach them a lesson, but this foul-mouthed man dared to scold his mother, which was a serious offense.

On the spot, the middle-aged man was whipped and spun around three times. His eyes turned white and he flopped on the ground.

Everyone in the room jumped up from their chairs in an instant, with nervous and frightened expressions on their faces. They no longer looked like superior elders just now. Luo Long's eyes widened as he watched Li Hongbing do what he wanted to do but didn't dare to do.

These old dogs should have been beaten long ago!

Threaten yourself with your family tree.

Originally, I wanted to surrender for the time being and agree to their conditions. I would send my uncle to Qinglong Mountain first, and after the first seven days, I would settle the accounts one by one. If he didn't let them peel off his skin, he would not be called Luo Long.

Brother Hongbing, you are so anxious!

"Killing!" The old lady held her breath, looked at the motionless middle-aged man on the ground, stood up tremblingly, shouted, and knelt down in front of Li Hongbing with her legs weak.

"Hey, it's not a new year or a holiday, I didn't bring a red envelope!" Li Hongbing accepted the old lady's kneeling with a smile on his face.

"Hunter, you've gone too far!" The cunning old man raised his crutch and hit the ground hard, the meanness in his wrinkles almost popping out, "Whether you are Mazi's nephew or not, if you hit someone in Shilipu, is there any law? , Qiang Wazi, go and call the village chief Zhao and the security team, saying that someone is making trouble at Mazi’s funeral.”

I can't beat him and call someone!

Li Hongbing glanced at the tricky old man with disdain, stretched out his hand to grab the chair of the fainted middle-aged man, sat down next to Luo Long, took out a cigarette and gave it to Luo Long, and lit one himself, if there was no one to chat with.

"Longzi, how do you plan to get up to Qinglong Mountain? Should you carry it over or pull it to the foot of the mountain?"

Luo Long took a puff of cigarette and looked at the elders who had just threatened him with the genealogy, "I want to be carried from Shilipu to Qinglong Mountain."

"It's more than 30 miles from Shilipu to Qinglong Mountain. Think about it!" Li Hongbing was stunned for a moment.

The tricky old man snorted coldly, "Without the Luo family to carry the coffin, I wonder how you guys can carry the coffin for 30 miles. I'm dreaming!"

Li Hongbing rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"You are so deficient in energy and blood and your internal organs are so deficient. You don't have a few days left. Talk less. Every word you speak will mean you lose a word in your life."

"You" the tricky old man was so shocked that he was speechless.

"You can carry it to Qinglong Mountain. You don't need to worry about carrying the coffin. I will find people for you. No matter how many people you need." Li Hongbing expressed his support for Luo Long's decision.

Although he has always claimed that he is Uncle Mazi's nephew, in the end it is the Luo brothers who can make the decision, and he cannot make decisions on his own.

"Thank you!" Luo Long paused for a long time, and finally squeezed out two words from his throat.

It can be felt that although there have been conflicts between the two of them before, at this moment, he supports her.

Li Hongbing patted Luo Long on the shoulder and said, "We are all brothers. We don't talk about the two families."

The two of them were chatting without anyone in the main room, and they didn't pay attention to other people at all. This made the elders of the Luo family very angry, but there was nothing they could do about it. A slap in the face could knock someone out, so how powerful would it be.

Not a moment.

Zhao Qianjin hurried into the main room and saw the man lying on the ground. His face tightened. He hurriedly knelt down to check and found that he was unconscious and ignored him.

When the old lady saw Zhao Qianjin, her shrewd energy came back to her. She pulled Zhao Qianjin's arm, pointed at Li Hongbing and cried.

"Go ahead, you have to make the decision for Auntie. This man will hit people indiscriminately when he enters the house. He first beat your Uncle Luo, then me, and finally beat the old fifth son to death. Look at my face. I will never be able to do it in this life." I haven’t even been this angry, I can’t live anymore!”

"Third wife, the fifth uncle is not dead, don't talk nonsense." Zhao Qianjin said helplessly.

The tricky old man banged the crutch in his hand again and said in a strange tone.

"Go forward, no matter whether the old man is dead or not, it is always wrong to beat people. Is there any royal law? It depends on beating people like this. You are the head of Shilipu Village. You cannot watch your family being beaten by outsiders."

Zhao Qianjin turned his head and glanced at the tricky old man, who felt pity and gloating in his eyes.

That's right, it's schadenfreude.

Suddenly, the tricky old man became furious.

Who do you think Zhao Qianjin is? I was the only one who helped you stand up for the Luo family when you were elected as the village chief.

The wings are now stiff.

Did you know that there will be a change of leadership in the village soon?

"Master Luo, it's getting late. You'd better go back and rest early. You're old and your eyesight is not good. If you step on a pit and fall, it won't be worth it." Zhao Qianjin gave a vague reminder. Doing this step can be regarded as the most benevolent thing. Now Everyone doesn't know each other, so it can be a relief. If Li Hongbing's name is really revealed, it will really break his face.

And the old lady found the courage from nowhere and provoked again.

"Qianjin, what do you mean, are you with him? Let me tell you, Mazi's money, house, and land belong to the Luo family. No one can take them away!"

It's your misfortune!

Zhao Qianjin shrugged his shoulders and looked at Li Hongbing with a headache expression, "Village Chief Li, I'm telling you a joke!"

Village Chief Li!

Hearing Zhao Qianjin shout this, everyone in the room suddenly widened their eyes.

He is also the village chief.

Which village?

There is an unwritten rule in the countryside. If you can become the village chief, then this person must have a popular surname in the village.

Take Shilipu as an example. There are two big surnames: Luo family and Zhao family. Generally, the village chief is elected from these two families. There is no way. The election of village chief is subject to villagers' voting. There is no chance for people with minor surnames. qualifications.

There are so many villages in the forest area with the surname Li, but they are all individual households. There is no village that is entirely composed of people with the surname Li.

Then the mystery is revealed.

The only village chief with the last name is that person.

Li Hongbing from Caogou Village.

The elders of the Luo family in the room suddenly reacted.

Yes, I heard from the Luo brothers that Mazi had a very good relationship with the Li family in Caogou Village. Especially during his illness, the Li family in Caogou Village often sent medicine and food.

But no one paid much attention to this matter.

After all, no matter how good the relationship is, one is named Li, the other is Luo, and Mazi is alone, so it is very common for people to leave and have tea.

No matter how capable the Li family is, they are not qualified to interfere in the Luo family's affairs.

The tricky old man stood up shakily and took a step forward with a cane. The wrinkles on his face slowly relaxed and he became more polite.

"Village Chief Li, if you can't write two Luo's in one sentence, we won't pursue the case for beating people. Mazi is our Luo family, and his funeral is also the funeral of our Luo family. Please take him back!"

This is the bastard eating foil and being determined.

Li Hongbing smiled. It was rare to meet someone who challenged him. The old man was quite stubborn.

You can no longer smoke people.

Judging from the old man's physical condition, I am afraid that if he is slapped, there will be two funerals tonight.

"When will you go back?" Li Huaizhong's voice sounded outside the house.

Followed by.

Li Huaizhong rushed into the main room with all the heads of town with red faces.

(End of this chapter)