Captain Wu saw that he believed the rumors, so he walked up to Zhang Tianyou to apologize and greet him. At the same time, he looked at Zhang Tianming standing beside him from the corner of his eyes.

The plan that Zhang Tianming had originally planned ended because of the play of crazy nephew Zhang Jianjun, and he was also filled with anger.

Top of Yingshan Mountain...

Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Fugui liked to be fine when they were young, when they were fine. They ran to the mountain outside the village to watch the scenery and play. The reason why this mountain was named Yingshan is because such a legend has been passed down from generation to generation in Zhangjia Village.

When the ancestors of the Zhang family settled in Zhangjia Village, there were many poisonous snakes in the village, which caused most of the villagers in Zhangjia Village to die of poisonous death due to being bitten by poisonous snakes. However, since an eagle hovered here on the top of this mountain, the poisonous snake disappeared.

Therefore, all the villagers in Zhangjia Village thanked the eagle for saving Zhangjia Village, so they named the mountain Yingshan.

Of course, these legends are just passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and it is unknown whether they are true or false.

"Fugui, I'm going to leave, and I don't know when I will be back again," said Zhang Jianguo.

"You...whether are you going to go!......Is it still impossible for you, Zhang Jianguo, to stay in the village?" Zhang Fugui said.

"Wealthy! A good man should be self-reliant and ambitious. He should not be blocked by this small Zhangjia Village! The outside world is still very exciting! I said that you are so old, and it is time to go out and see your experience," Zhang Jianguo said carefully.

Zhang Fugui smiled at Zhang Jianguo and said, "Jianguo, although I have never read a book and don't know a few words, I just believe in one principle, that is, Zhangjia Village is my only destination, I will never leave Zhangjia Village in my life, and I will take care of my father Zhang Youcai!"

"Okay! Since you said that, I won't advise you anymore, but no matter what the world will become in the future, your wealth and honor will always be my brother," said Zhang Jianguo.

After hearing this, Zhang Fugui just smiled and said, "Yes, yes, we are good brothers."

"By the way, Fugui, you must bring the responsibility system I mentioned to you before, with the villagers in our village, otherwise when will our village be able to eat enough and when will a woman marry into our village?" Zhang Jianguo said to Zhang Fugui seriously.

After hearing this, Fugui didn't dare to say anything. After all, the responsibility system means dividing the public's land. Taking public land into private land would be a political mistake. Not to mention doing it, even thinking about it is a sin.

The wind was blowing on the top of Yingshan Mountain. The conversation between Zhang Jianguo and Zhang Fugui made the atmosphere around him heavier. You looked at me and I looked at you.

Zhang Renyi, not far away, ran over with panting and panting. After seeing Zhang Jianguo, he was overjoyed. After coughing a few times, he said with difficulty: "Jianguo, your second father Zhang Tianming went to the town to sue you. Your father asked me to tell you that you would leave immediately and never go back, otherwise you would be caught...

After hearing what Zhang Renyi said, Zhang Jianguo hurriedly said, "Uncle Renyi, what are you saying... My second dad went to the town to sue me?"

Zhang Renyi said anxiously: "Jianguo! You are yelling everywhere in the village to implement a responsibility system. When your second father knows, he will go to the town to sue you! When your father knows, he will ask me to find you as soon as possible, so that you can run as far as you want, and it is best not to come back."

Zhang Renyi didn't know if it was because he was nervous, so he said that what Zhang Tianyou said was that it would be best not to come back. Zhang Jianguo had originally planned to leave his hometown, and his father Zhang Tianyou also allowed him to travel as far as possible. Zhang Jianguo then made up his mind to leave in a hurry.

When Zhang Jianguo left, he looked at his reluctant childhood playmate Zhang Fugui, and ran and shouted at Zhang Fugui, "Fugui...Fugui...must remember what I said to you...make our village rich."

When Zhang Fugui watched Zhang Jianguo running and moving further away, his nose suddenly felt sore and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes. Looking at the figure of his childhood playmate Zhang Jianguo, he felt a little sad inexplicably, because he didn't know when Jianguo would come back and when he would see Jianguo again. Perhaps Jianguo would never be able to return to Zhangjia Village again.

Zhang Jianguo's figure gradually disappeared in front of Zhang Fugui. Zhang Fugui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, sobbed a few times before coming down from the top of Yingshan Mountain. He stepped on the dilapidated cloth shoes given to him by his father Zhang Youcai and ran home constantly.

After Zhang Fugui returned home, his father Zhang Youcai saw that his son Fugui was covered with dust, so he shook the dust on his body with a bamboo broom and let him sit beside him.

"Fugui, have you gone to Yingshan again? Are you with Jianguo?" Zhang Youcai asked.

Zhang Fugui didn't tell the truth this time, but just admitted that he went to Yingshan alone and did not see Jianguo. His father Zhang Youcai knew that his son Fugui didn't want him to worry, because everyone in the village was looking for Jianguo. If he told his father that he had just been with Jianguo, it would betray his friend. In order to give a more moderate statement, Zhang Fugui had to deceive his father and said that he was alone in Yingshan but did not mention Zhang Jianguo at all.

Zhang Youcai always believed that his son never lies, so he stopped exploring it. He continued to open his cigarette and put some dry cigarettes in his mouth and started smoking. The smell of tobacco made Fugui a little unbearable. Fugui became sensible when he grew up, so he opened the door and walked to the stone clamp outside the door and sat up, allowing his father Zhang Youcai to stay in the house alone to enjoy smoking.

Zhang Fugui sat alone on the stone knot outside the door, raised his legs and looked at Yingshan outside the village, remembering what Jianguo said to him before leaving.

Zhang Fugui felt that what Jianguo said was somewhat reasonable, but if the responsibility system was revealed, he would be arrested and criticized. After all, his father Zhang Youcai participated in the army and fought wars when he was young, and his political roots were very popular! If he messed up, his father Zhang Youcai's face would be gone and he would be ashamed of his ancestors. Therefore, he gritted his teeth and sighed, and stopped thinking deeply.

After a few days, the weather was clear and gentle, and the spring breeze in April was blowing. The villagers were hurrying to prepare to go to the Yanjia Commune to the market. Zhang Fugui also followed his father Zhang Youcai to the commune and exchanged the centimeters he had earned for food coupons and sesame oil coupons, and then took the food coupons and sesame oil coupons to the state-owned small shop opened in the commune to buy them.

Villagers like to go to the commune on the spot. Even if they are wearing shabby clothes that are sewn and patched, they have to join in the fun. Usually, they are all old acquaintances who look up and see them. However, the Yan family commune is full of strange faces that they have never met before, so everyone who comes to the scene smiles and looks around.

Every time Zhang Fugui accompanied his father Zhang Youcai to the commune, he would see a beautiful girl he had never seen in the village. Although from a certain perspective, the girls he saw were only ordinary, for him who was almost twenty-five years old, all of these girls were as beautiful as immortals. Sometimes Fugui was a little obsessed with his eyes. He stood by himself and wandered foolishly, swallowing the flowing drool water from time to time.

Every time Zhang Youcai saw Fugui standing still, staring at the girl who came to drive the commune, he would say to Fugui in a silly voice: "Look at your unreliable appearance. When your father saved enough money, he would find a marriage for you. It would definitely be more beautiful than this."

Every time Fugui is moved by what his father Zhang Youcai said, he always laughs when he listens to it. In fact, his father Zhang Youcai is also anxious for his son Fugui, but he says he saves money, but he has saved up for so many years but hasn't left any money. I don't know when he will save his son Fugui to marry a wife.

Fugui accompanied his father Zhang Youcai with the grain and sesame oil exchanged for food and sesame oil tickets to rush home. Not long after he came out of the Yan family commune, he walked to a small forest and suddenly saw a strong man chasing a young young man with a gray face. The strong man chased and shouted, "Stop, you are the thief you killed this day." The young young man in ragged clothes and ragged clothes were covered in gray face and let him yell and continue running.

Zhang Youcai saw the young man holding a few big cakes in his hand, and the strong man followed him and ran continuously. Zhang Youcai saw some clues and hurriedly shouted: "Fugui... hurry up... stop the thief... but don't let him run away."

After hearing the instructions of his father Zhang Youcai, Fugui rushed up and hugged the thief holding the big pancake. The thief struggled constantly, but because he was too weak to get rid of Fugui, the young and energetic man, the strong man ran to Fugui panting, bowed, thanked him, and grabbed the thief and prepared to move.

The strong man's iron fist, which was as big as a sandbag, suddenly waved out and was about to hit the young young man's face. Fugui stopped him with both hands. The young young man was so scared that he hugged his head and squatted on the ground with his hands.

"You... why did you stop me... He stole my big cake, I must beat him and spit it out," the strong man said angrily to Fugui.

"I'll eat a few big cakes, why do I beat him again?" Fugui responded.

"Young man, what you said is easy. Even I can't bear to eat these few big cakes by myself. I also hope to buy some money and exchange them for some food so that I can take the exchanged food home and make it into porridge for my 80-year-old mother to drink! I didn't expect that before I could sell it, I was eaten by the thief who killed this day," the strong man said angrily.

Zhang Youcai coughed and pulled his son Fugui's sleeve and said, "Fugui! Let's go! Don't worry about this little business, just let him go!"
Chapter completed!