Who is Zhao Erxi’s uncle?

It is not unfair to say that he is a cunning person.

He knew very well that this matter could not be hidden from those who were interested. After all, he was the home he had run for decades. He would not believe it if he dared to make decisions without his permission.

But it is absolutely impossible to tell from the mouths of Zhao Erxizui and other village committee cadres that this matter was tacitly approved by him.

"Their approach is wrong, but everyone should also think about it. They are not for themselves, but for everyone to live a better life!"

While Zhao Erxi's uncle was talking, he suddenly saw a terrified expression in the eyes of the villagers.

Looking back, Zhao Erxi's uncle sat on the ground.

He saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

The Land Temple, which was just built last year, was not damaged in the blizzard, collapsed silently.

It's so thorough that it can be described as crushing to pieces.

God! Zhao Erxi's uncle finally realized it for a long time. His younger brother and nephew were still in the Land Temple.

Retribution! This is all retribution!

Buried in the collapsed land temple, I guess there is little hope of survival.

This will save you from facing the villagers' fingers and endure those rumors...

Before Zhao Erxi's uncle could finish his thoughts, he suddenly found in horror that his younger brother and nephew had appeared among a pile of bricks and tiles.

The bricks and tiles of the collapsed Tudi Temple seemed to be hiding from Zhao Erxi and the others, and there was no brick and tiles around them.

At this moment, Zhao Erxi's uncle no longer had the heart to think about anything else.

All he thought about was whether the Land Prince would punish him, and whether he would go to the Hell of Knife Mountain or the Hell of Oil Pot after his death.

According to ancient legend, after his death, a blasphemy was thrown into the hell of the sword mountain, stripped off his clothes, and made him climb up the sword mountain naked... Depending on the severity of his crime, he decided his climbing time, and even stayed in the sword mountain forever.

He seeks to occupy other people's property, and after his death, he throws it into the hell of the oil pan, strips his clothes and throws it into the hot oil pan to fry it.

Zhao Erxi's uncle felt that he had committed both, and maybe both of them were going to go.

Then I no longer have the intention to defend myself and cleanse myself. All I think about is going to hell and putting on the oil pan.

"I will resign from the position of patriarch and let the clan elders in the village choose another patriarch! In addition, all the village committee of Kawa Village resigns! Re-elect the village chief secretary!" After saying this, Zhao Erxi's uncle left with a cane.

This was his last order as the patriarch.

I was so lonely when I walked away. My originally straight waist seemed to bend, and my whole body lost my energy.

"What's going on? What's wrong?"

"Why did the old patriarch suddenly stop doing it? What happened?"

Many people didn't realize what happened, why did the old patriarch suddenly resign?

"Oh! You're a sin! That's the case..." Someone who understands it began to explain the passages here to everyone.

If the land temple collapses, it means that the sky collapses in the hearts of the people.

But the land temple collapsed and the old patriarch stopped working again. The villagers gathered in the land temple felt like a disaster was coming. Apart from kowtowing at the collapsed land temple, the rest was crying and they didn't know what to do.

Zhao Erxi's uncle did not go home, and came to the town government tremblingly with a cane.

Jiawa is very close to the town station, and it takes only more than half an hour to walk.

Sun Jianguo has reported to Secretary Su what happened just now in Xilong Villa.

"Mala next door! He's back! These silly things! Xiaoyu, notify the militia company to gather together! I'll go and talk to him!" The angry old secretary picked up his gun and summoned the militia company and was about to go to the hostel to theory.

Sun Jianguo was so scared that he hurriedly stopped him, "Are you going to argue?"

You are holding a gun and a militia company. You are trying to destroy the nine clans of others!

Before I got off the job, I heard that the people in Northeast China are tough and fighting and causing trouble is common.

Unexpectedly, the Party Secretary was so popular that he would confiscate his family and exterminate his family if he had a disagreement.

After all, he finally persuaded Secretary Su.

Just as Secretary Su was persuaded, Zhao Erxi's uncle came.

"What? Do you still have the face to see me? Zhao Guangsheng! Zhao Guangsheng! Why didn't I see you so capable before? You can do such a conscience?" Secretary Su stared at Zhao Erxi's uncle.

"Oh! You're so obsessed with money!" Zhao Guangsheng sighed.

"Then why are you here to come and look for me? Show off your money, right?" Secretary Su cursed as he slapped the table.

"Brother Su, I know this is unauthorized! For the sake of my dead father and your uncle, listen to me and finish it. It is up to you to kill and cut it!" Zhao Guangsheng did not refute, but just begged in a low voice.

There is a story about the reason why Zhao Guangsheng mentioned his dead father.

Secretary Su had previously received favors from Zhao Guangsheng's father and a lifelong grace.

When Secretary Su was still in the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, he was once surrounded by the Japanese and was seriously injured. It was Zhao Guangsheng's father who hid him in the cellar and avoided the Japanese's search.

After that, he went up the mountain to collect herbs and cure his injuries.

It can be said that without Zhao Guangsheng's father, he would not have been like Su Maosheng today.

"Okay! Tell me! I'll listen!" Zhao Guangsheng mentioned his dead father, and Secretary Su lost his temper and sighed.

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"Hiss···········" Secretary Su took a breath of air conditioning.

He fought all over the country in his life and saw many strange things. Although he was a member of the country, he never thought that gods and ghosts must be feudal superstitions.

Feudal superstition is a trick to harm people by using gods and ghosts, but real gods and ghosts are a kind of belief, which is no different from his belief in Marxism.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Secretary Su asked after a while.

"I want you to come forward and help ask Xilong Villa for mercy!"

“Is it useful?”

"After all, this is caused by our village's attempt to get to the greenhouse in Xilong Villa! We can only solve it from the root first! As for whether it works or not? Leave it to fate!" Zhao Guangsheng whispered.
Chapter completed!