1983Fishing and Farming between Mountains and Seas

Chapter 487 Liang Ziqiang's Final Sword
Outside the woodshed, Liang Ziqiang finally understood.

Tong Shichai threatened to hang himself and prevented Tong Wen'an from going to the city to recognize his father. In the final analysis, the main reason was that he was worried that the son he had raised for more than 20 years would run away like this, and he would be left alone in his old age and have no money to spend...

As long as Tong Wen'an agrees to continue supporting him and promises to send him that much money every month, all problems will no longer be problems.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, if Tong Shichai was determined to stop his son from going to the city to recognize his father, wouldn't there be a simple way?
As early as when the city people came to the village a few months ago, they exposed the truth to everyone, saying that the baby had died long ago, and the Tong Wen'an in front of them had nothing to do with the man named Ruan.

Tong Wen'an naturally couldn't go to the city? Why did he have to run to the woodshed today to put up a rope and hang himself in front of Tong Wen'an?

He simply wanted to take advantage of the relationship of more than 20 years and make Tong Wen'an promise not to abandon him and to provide him with long-term financial support for his retirement so that he could enjoy a peaceful life.

To put it bluntly, there is definitely a father-son relationship between these two people, but at the same time, there is also mutual vigilance, threats, exploitation and calculation.

The father and son had just left the woodshed and went to the main house when suddenly the sound of car engines was heard in the sunlight.

Nowadays, it is still rare to see cars in rural villages.

Liang Ziqiang naturally thought that it must be the men sent by Ruan Jingcheng in the city who drove to Haoliu Village to pick up Tong Wen'an.

Soon, I saw a man in a white shirt walking along the bend towards the house.

Liang Ziqiang thought about it and walked to the red brick house of Tong Wen'an. The road was very narrow and only suitable for pedestrians. It was not a wide road, so cars should not be able to drive in.

So it is very likely that the man in the white shirt parked his car somewhere nearby and then walked to Tong Wen'an's house.

Fortunately, Liang Ziqiang's hiding place was covered by rows of stacked bricks and haystacks on the side, so even though the man in the white shirt passed by Liang Ziqiang very close to him, he did not notice that there was someone hiding nearby.

Sure enough, the man in the white shirt walked to the door of the red brick house and shouted loudly inside:
"Boss Ruan sent me here to pick you up early. He said they have already started preparing dinner! Boss Ruan, are you ready?"

Someone came out to greet them. Tong Wen'an was very happy and said to the driver politely:
"Master, please come in and sit for a while and have a drink of water. I just came back from the fish pond and I'm covered in sweat and dust. I'll wash my face, take a shower, change into clean clothes, and I'll get in the car with you right away!"

Tong Wen'an lied without hesitation. He certainly hadn't just come back from the fish pond, but Liang Ziqiang knew that there was dust on him, which was from the dust in the woodshed when he had just argued and tugged with Tong Shichai, and his sleeves seemed to have been torn.

Obviously, he didn't want to sit in front of Ruan Jingcheng looking too shabby, so he planned to wash his face, take a shower, and change into decent clothes before leaving.

Anyway, there is still plenty of time until dinner time.

The driver responded with a chuckle and happily walked into the house. It seemed that he was going to sit inside and wait for Tong Wen'an.

It is estimated that in about half an hour, Tong Wen'an will really get on the driver's car, go to the city to meet his relatives, and start his new life.

In the words of later generations, it was called "reaching the peak of life" from then on.

If it had happened an hour ago, Liang Ziqiang would have been so anxious that he would have been like an ant on a hot pan, lying here like this.

Only he knew what was waiting for Tong Wen'an on this trip.

Basically, the time Tong Wen'an had left to live could be counted down in minutes and seconds...

However, the urgent feeling in my heart, like the beating of a war drum, has disappeared without a trace.

When he was lying here listening to all the conversations and heard about Lao Xie's death, the original unrelieved feeling of tearing disappeared miraculously, and he was left with only relief.

Lao Qiu once said that Lao Xie was a man of great loyalty and righteousness. To him, Lao Xie was no longer a relative but was better than a relative.

"If someone really wants to harm Old Xie, no matter who he is, even if he is my own father, I will kill him and give Old Xie an explanation!"

These are what Lao Qiu said on Driftwood Island.

Tong Wen'an is not Qiu Dongzhi's biological father, but he is his biological son. A biological son is not older than a biological father, at least, they are the same.

Liang Ziqiang had long experienced Lao Qiu's strict and vindictive character.

If Tong Wen'an was sent to Lao Qiu and the murder of Lao Xie was revealed, it goes without saying that Lao Qiu would really jump over and strangle Tong Wen'an to death, even though he knew that this was his long-lost flesh and blood.

What's more, Tong Wen'an not only killed Lao Xie, but was also determined to eliminate anyone who stood in his way. If Lao Qiu appeared in front of him, he could kill his father without blinking an eyelid.

If I really save Tong Wen'an's life, Lao Qiu's future life will be in question!

Of course, the most important thing is the three lives of Liang’s father, brother and younger brother who lived in the previous life.

He just wanted him to let Tong Wen'an go so easily.

His name is Liang Ziqiang.

Do! No! To!
As the driver was still waiting for Tong Wen'an in the house for quite some time, Liang Ziqiang did not stay any longer.

He stood up from the bricks and haystacks where he was hiding, and took a look at the star fruit tree full of lavender flowers, and the spots of light scattered between the branches and leaves. He left this place, as if he had never been here today.

The Tong family father and son and the driver were all in the house, and there was no one near the house. Liang Ziqiang walked away as if nothing had happened, following the same path he had taken, heading out of the village.

As soon as I turned the bend, I saw a black car parked on a flat open space about a hundred meters away.

There is no doubt that the driver in the white shirt just saw that he couldn't drive through the small road, so he parked his car here.

At first glance, it was clear that there was no one in the car, and it was obvious that the driver was driving alone to pick someone up.

However, there were two little kids, probably less than ten years old, hiding under the tires of the car, fiddling with something, with only the back half of their bodies sticking out.

But their childish voices came over:

"Put more, put more glass pieces! The tires will definitely be punctured. I saw a game like this on TV. When the car starts moving, it will be punctured immediately. It's really fun!"

"I have a glass bottle here with a mantis in it! Do you want me to smash it and put it under the tire?" asked another child.

"Knock it! I'm tired of playing with the mantis. It's not as fun as puncturing a tire!"

There was a crisp sound, and another glass bottle was smashed. Needless to say, new pieces of glass were stuck on the ground.

"There are several long iron nails in my pocket. Should we stick them into the ground as well?" asked another child lying there.

"Why are you so quiet? Why didn't you say it earlier? Nails are really useful, more effective than glass. They'll pierce the tire and it'll definitely burst. Take them out. If you have any left, give them all to me!"

After a minute or two, it seemed that the two little kids had finally reinserted the nails.

Seeing that the two of them were about to crawl out from under the car, Liang Ziqiang quickly stepped back and retreated to the back of the bend to avoid being seen by the little kid.

"Let's go! This tire is definitely going to be broken. I don't think this car will be able to leave our village tomorrow!"

The two furry kids patted the mud off their hands, as if they had seen the results of their prank, and left happily to find fun somewhere else.

Seeing that the two of them disappeared after a while and there were no other villagers nearby, Liang Ziqiang quickly walked towards the car.

I looked under the car and it was true! There were a lot of sharp glass fragments stuck in the mud under the two rear tires.

In addition, there were four or five long iron nails, one end of which was buried in the soil, with the sharp end facing upwards, facing the two rear tires.

If he hadn't bent over to look, he would never have noticed that there were so many sharp objects in the mud under the car.

It can be said that when the driver in the white shirt brings Tong Wen'an over later, he will definitely not pay attention to the situation under the rear tire of the car.

As soon as the car started moving, both tires were immediately broken.

There are not many car repair shops these days. It can be concluded that if that happens, they will not be able to go to the city today, and even the driver will have to stay in the village overnight. Maybe they can solve the problem tomorrow or the day after tomorrow and send Tong Wen'an to the city.

But the dishes that the chef has already prepared cannot be left until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If Tong Wen'an can't get there, the crabs might be thrown away today.

Deng Zhaocai had put in so much effort and painstakingly prepared for this final attack, but it was bound to fail.

Liang Ziqiang picked up a bamboo stick on the ground, then bent down, his heart beating as violently as a drum again.

When he rushed to the village, he raced against time and moved as fast as lightning, just to grab every second and stop Tong Wen'an from going to the city;
Now, he also raced against time and moved at lightning speed, just to get rid of those sharp objects underneath and send Tong Wen'an to the city smoothly!
He quickly swept away all the glass pieces and kicked them into the grass nearby.

Not a single nail was left, and he swept them out with his stick and kicked them into the bushes.

It only took the blink of an eye to quietly clear up a prank.

Looking around, the place was quite quiet, with no villagers nearby, and the driver and Tong Wen'an had not yet come over from the bend.

Liang Ziqiang walked calmly along the village road, returning to the coast where he came from.

He is not a man who likes to go out of his way to do good things.

But today, he really tried his best and meticulously helped people quietly clean up the hidden danger under the tire.

When the work is done, just leave. There is no need to leave a name behind when doing good deeds.

No need to thank...

(End of this chapter)