20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 283: Trouble in Tutai Village

Mr. Wei Yuanning's family owns more than a hundred acres of land.

Looking at Fengtian Province, this bit of real estate is nothing, but in Tutai Village, it is no exaggeration to say that at least eight out of ten households depend on the expression of the old Wei family.

Now that the Japanese want to buy land, Mr. Wei and his family may be able to get some compensation and continue to nourish the land in another place.

Those who are really complaining are actually the tenants. They are already extremely poor. Once they lose their houses and land and have no other skills, they have no other way to survive but to become refugees.

Therefore, when they heard that the Japs were coming, the tenants were even more anxious than Mr. Wei. They would come here every now and then to try their luck, and when they spoke, they would praise the great kindness of the generations of the Wei family and beg Mr. Wei for tens of thousands of dollars. Don't leave them alone.

Among them, there was a young man named "Shi Erlang" who had the most violent reaction. He poked a fork in the shit at every turn and said with a face: "Little devils are human beings too. What are you afraid of? At worst, we will fight them to the death." One, kill two to earn one!"

Everyone applauded.

However, Mr. Wei's housekeeper didn't see it that way. He advocated letting things go as soon as they were good, and there was no need to hit the stone with an egg.

Not only him, the uncle from the neighboring village also came to persuade me several times.

Fortunately, Mr. Wei is a stubborn man and will never sell the ancestral property accumulated over several generations.

As a result, the landlords and tenants of Tutai Village were able to unite and deal with the outside world.

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When it was past noon, a blue carriage came from the east end of Tutai Village.

The coachman was dressed in a tattered gray shorts and a curly-brimmed straw hat. He shook his wrist from time to time and hurried on with his whip hanging.

There was almost no ringing, and the old horse walked very slowly, panting from exhaustion.

Before entering the village, I saw a half-year-old child squatting on the ground and playing in the distance.

Hearing a noise on the road, the child stood up suddenly, glanced longingly this way, then immediately turned around and ran back to the village.

When the carriage entered the loess road, it first smelled a strong and pungent smell of chicken feces, and this was when it entered the village.

It is not difficult to find Lao Wei's house. After all, this is the only house in the village that can be called a house gate compound.

Along the way, people of all ages, young and old, who could walk, came to the door, peered into the carriage on the road, and pointed.

Although Tutai Village is not far from the railway, there is no station nearby. Even if you catch a train to the provincial capital, it will take at least more than two hours.

In an area with inconvenient transportation, if a stranger suddenly comes to the village, it will be really eye-catching, and it will make the whole village come out to show their stupidity.

However, these villagers now have more or less hostility in their eyes.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the old Wei family's house. An earthen platform seemed to be being built inside the courtyard wall, and it was about to run towards the watchtower.

The coachman turned around and opened the door curtain: "Nanfeng, get off the car!"

Wang Zhengnan woke up suddenly, wiped his saliva, and said in a daze: "Brother Dong, are you here? This is too slow, I'm already sleepy!"

Lao Ma snorted, seemingly cursing.

Wang Zhengnan got out of the carriage and immediately froze his feet on the spot, only to see the villagers and tenants of Tutai Village following him silently.

The old, weak, women and children had dull faces, looking over here from a distance, with some worry in their eyes, but more of helplessness.

The young and strong man was holding a hoe and carrying a stick. He looked frightened and seemed to be risking his life at any moment.

Wang Zhengnan swallowed, subconsciously reached for the gun in his arms, and managed to calm down with the help of a sharp weapon. Then he walked to the door of Wei's house and patted the door twice.

Soon, the housekeeper poked his head out of the door and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

Wang Zhengnan straightened his clothes, bowed and followed the words taught to him by his sister-in-law, and said with a smile: "My surname is Wang. I collect pig hair in the city. I want to discuss business with Mr. Wei."

The one who collects pig hair?

The housekeeper looked at Nan Feng from head to toe. When he saw that the visitor was richly dressed, and indeed heard that people often paid money to collect pig bristles recently, he relaxed his suspicion a little, and his attitude became friendly.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go in and make an announcement."

"Good good."

Not long after, Wang Zhengnan, led by the housekeeper, entered the Wei family residence and came to the main hall.

Wei Yuanning is in his fifties or sixties, with gray beard and hair. There is a vertical fold in the middle of his eyebrows, which seems to be unable to be stretched out. He is sitting in front of the hall, with a picture of pine and crane behind him.

"Mr. Wang, please sit down. I didn't expect you to be so young!"

"Mr. Wei, you're welcome. I'm also running errands for my boss. Come and ask about the price."

An old man and a young man sat down and talked.

At first, the conversation was naturally about the price of buying bristles.

The two parties had different expectations. Although there were some arguments, it was just a normal bargaining between the buyer and the seller. Therefore, their words and deeds were quite polite and they maintained their respective decencies. But while they were talking, Wang Zhengnan began to follow his sister-in-law's instructions and deliberately turned the topic to real estate.

"Mr. Wei, I heard recently that the Japanese seem to be interested in your land. Is this true?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yuanning's old face immediately dropped, and he said: "Mr. Wang, do you want to use this matter to lower the price with me?"

Wang Zhengnan waved his hand quickly: "Don't worry too much, I don't mean that, I'm just curious and asking."

"There is nothing to inquire about. This land belongs to our old Wei family. As long as I am still alive, this matter will not change. If you think the price is right for the pig hair, wait until autumn and you will come and collect it. If you think it is If it’s not suitable, forget it. Originally, our family didn’t rely on this business to make a living.”

"Haha, Mr. Wei, what I'm worried about isn't the price. I'm afraid that when autumn comes again, I won't be able to collect it."

"How is that possible?" Mr. Wei said, "You go around the villages far and near, and I, Mr. Wei, never do anything like that. As long as the price is finalized today, even if someone comes again, the price will be higher." Even if the price is lower, I won’t sell him.”

Wang Zhengnan hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, Mr. Wei has such a big family business, and his reputation must be good. I mean, if you go against the Japanese like this, tsk, I'm afraid it won't end well. If something happens to you, your debt will be bad." No, I can’t explain it to my boss!”

When Mr. Wei heard this, he turned around, narrowed his eyes, turned the ring on his hand, and said: "Hiss! You are not a lobbyist sent by the devil, are you?"

Wang Zhengnan was noncommittal: "Mr. Wei, if you ask me, just sell this land to the Japanese! We ordinary people cannot afford to offend those people!"

"Snapped!"

Mr. Wei immediately stood up with a slap on the table, his eyes widened, and he cursed: "I said you are here chattering and not talking about business for a long time! You are being used as a dog for the Japanese! Get out! Tell those beasts, I Even if I die, I won’t sell my land!”

When Wang Zhengnan saw this, he quickly stood up and apologized: "Old man, don't be angry, please listen to my explanation——"

"Excuse me! You're not going to get out, are you? Okay! Someone, someone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of young and strong tenant farmers rushed into the house, carrying hatchets and earthen guns. They were like Yaksha mandrills. They bared their teeth and roared at the south wind. The leader was naturally the one who shouted the most fiercely. Stone Erlang.

The door curtain of the inner room was lifted, and a teenage boy rushed out, followed by everyone, yelling and driving away.

Soon, the old lady of the Wei family rushed out, guarding the young man behind her, and scolded: "Son, what are you doing out here? Come into the house with mom!"

At the same time, Zhang Zhengdong outside the courtyard was also surrounded by tenants, threatening him half timidly and half angrily.

But Dongfeng's face was as dark as water, and he didn't even bother to look at it. He believed in his heart that the tenant farmer was just bluffing and didn't dare to take action.

In the debate between Lin and Li, Li Kui will always be in the minority.

As long as Zhang Zhengdong didn't take action first, none of the tenant farmers would want to be saddled with a major murder case.

However, someone inside the house took the lead in shouting.

"Main War Faction" Shi Erlong shouted with a shotgun: "Master, don't be afraid, go with them, these two devils are so fat, why are you afraid of him? Folks, follow me and drive this fat man out. !”

"it is good!"

As the saying goes, if a soldier is frightened, a whole group of soldiers will be frightened.

The people in the room were all young and vigorous young men, and with Shi Erlang taking the lead, everyone was excited and eager to try.

Wang Zhengnan quickly raised his hands and explained hurriedly: "Mr. Wei, you, listen to me, I'm here to help you!"

"Help your mother!" Shi Erlong scolded sternly, "All the devils and traitors said to help us, but I don't know about you yet. You are just helping the little devils to bully the Chinese!"

At this time, the housekeeper rushed forward to shake the mud, but said: "Hey! Folks, calm down, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! Master, you take care of them, the matter is getting serious and it is not good for our family, you might as well listen first What does this person say?"

Shi Erlong cursed: "Old Ding! Turn your fucking elbows outward and speak for the traitor. If you dare to talk more, I will beat you up too!"

"Bastard!" Butler Ding was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Erlongzi, you want to rebel!"

"I think you are going to rebel! Old Ding, I have seen it a long time ago. You say good things to the Japanese every day, so you want to persuade me to sell the land and let us go beg for food, right? You deserve to be called someone?"

"presumptuous!"

Mr. Wei couldn't stand listening anymore and scolded: "Erlangzi, Old Ding is my housekeeper, what are you going to do? Do you understand the rules?"

"Master, I'm worried that you will be deceived by him!" Shi Erlong said bitterly.

"No one can deceive me!" Mr. Wei pointed to the wind, "Blow him out, and then everyone retreat!"

Everyone shouted in unison, and five or six arms immediately pressed down on Nanfeng's shoulders, punching and kicking him and pushing him out of the door.

Wang Zhengnan hurriedly shouted: "Hey, don't fight, don't fight! Mr. Wei, I am from the Jiang family, Fengtian Jiang family, do you know?"

"Fuck you!" Shi Erlong, who was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, kicked Nanfeng's butt, "The emperor's family is all fucked up, how many more of you Jiang family! Folks, get out !”

"and many more!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Mr. Wei suddenly raised his hand to stop him. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "Let Mr. Wang go!"

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