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Chapter 258

[Main task: Change the fate of everyone in Maixiang Village as much as possible to avoid those regrettable tragedies. 】

When Wang Zhong walked to the inner courtyard, all the doors of the main house and side rooms were wide open. At a glance, they were all empty, and there was nothing left.

There were not even a table or stool left in the main room. When we walked into the back room, there were still a few table legs on the floor. Ma Jingxian, one of the protagonists of today's complaint meeting, was squatting against the wall, holding a broom in his hand.

"Uncle Ma!"

"It's Wang Zhong!" Ma Jingxian raised his eyes to see that it was Wang Zhong, then lowered his head again.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ma Jingxian muttered a few words: "It's all gone! It's all gone!"

Then there was no sound.

Wang Zhong looked around, and found that the room was empty except for a few broken chair legs, but on the partition facing the big kang behind the door, there was still a picture of a lady hanging: "Isn't this still there?" Is there a picture of a vice lady?"

Wang Zhong went over and took off the painting, looked at it carefully, and found that the painting was very good, with a signature and a seal on the lower right corner.

"Uncle Ma, this is a good thing. The things in your house are probably not worth as much as this painting!"

Ma Jingxian raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Zhong, then retracted it, and sat there without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Wang Zhong knew that he didn't believe him, and Wang Zhong didn't bother to explain. After looking at it for a while, the painting was really good. Although Wang Zhong didn't dabble too much in ink painting, Wang Zhong's calligraphy was very good. Looking at the inscriptions on the lower right corner of the lady's picture, which are elegant and elegant, have a strong character, and are absolutely extraordinary, you know that this painting is absolutely extraordinary.

The inscription is Leng Mei, styled Jichen, titled Jinmen Painting History, born in Jiaozhou, Shandong, and a disciple of Jiao Bingzhen.Court painter of the Qing Dynasty.He is good at drawing figures and boundaries, especially ladies.The characters in the paintings are beautiful and elegant, with clean brush and ink, and beautiful colors. The painting method is also hand-written, embellishing the house utensils, and the brushwork is extremely fine and vivid.

Wang Zhong was looking at the picture of a lady when Ma Renli ran in quickly from outside.

Looking at the empty room with a look of surprise, seeing Wang Zhong standing by the kang, couldn't help asking: "Wang Zhong, what's the matter?"

"I just came back, and I heard from Uncle Ma that the folks have moved out." Wang Zhong said.

"Renli, where have you been?" Ma Jingxian who was sitting on the kang finally spoke again.

"I'm going to the county seat, and I'm looking for a classmate of mine who is an official in the organization!" Ma Renli hurried to the side of the kang: "Father, what are you doing with a broom?"

"Did you find it?" Ma Jingxian asked directly.

"No, they went south with the big army."

Wang Zhong interjected: "Renli, the father and son are chatting first, I'll go out and bring things in!"

"Moving things? What are you moving?" Ma Renli asked suspiciously.

"Move your luggage!" Wang Chong said, "The farmer's association gave me the yard in your house. It turned out that the place where I lived was given to Ma Renlian, and the partial yard went to Niu Daudao."

"Didn't you see the Ma Renlian family when you came in?"

"No!" Ma Renli said.

Ma Renli looked puzzled: "The inner courtyard is given to you? Then where will my father and I live?"

Wang Zhongdao: "Didn't Niu Bold and Ma Renlian both move in, then their original house must be vacant. I heard from Ma Renlian that the peasant association gave Niu Bold's home to you!"

Ma Renli was silent for a while, and didn't say anything. At the beginning, Zhou Yihu said that he was there when the village moved to the east and west of the village, and he was already prepared in his heart. The reason why he asked this question was just a little luck in his heart .

But reality is cruel after all. Although Ma Renli is not as calculating as his father Ma Jingxian, nor has he actively exploited or oppressed the people of Maixiang Village, but as Niu boldly said in the original book, Ma Renli is the son of Ma Jingxian. He is a son of a landlord, enjoying everything that Ma Jingxian brought him. Even when he went to study, he used the money Ma Jingxian obtained through exploitation and oppression.

Just like that sentence: Under an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Looking at Ma Renli who bowed his head and said nothing, Wang Zhong said: "You two, father and son, talk to each other first. The matter has come to this point, so don't think too much about it. Discuss how to live in the future. I'll go back and pack my things first."

"Wait, what are you holding?" Ma Renli raised his eyes and saw the scroll rolled up in Wang Zhong's hand, and hurriedly called Wang Zhong to stop.

Wang Zhong raised the scroll in his hand and said, "Your portrait of Leng Jichen's lady!"

"Look at the current posture, you won't be able to keep this picture in your hands, I'd better hold it!" Wang Zhong walked out with the painting in his hand.

"Wang Zhong, you..." Ma Renli wanted to catch up and say something, but Ma Jingxian grabbed his hand and gave him a wink. Although Ma Renli was puzzled, there was still no need for Ma Jingxian. Meaning, I choked back the words that came to my lips.

"Father!" Ma Renli yelled anxiously when Wang Chong left the house. After all, this was the only thing left in his house, and Ma Renli naturally knew that the painting was not ordinary.

"Renli!" Ma Jingxian shook his head at Ma Renli.

Ma Renli sat down on the edge of the kang with a dejected face.

Suddenly, he was taken aback again, and murmured: "Wait, the signature on the painting is obviously Leng Mei, how did Wang Zhong know Mr. Ji Chen's writing? He knows that painting?"

Surprised eyes bloomed from Ma Renli's eyes...
Wang Zhong took the painting and walked to the second gate, when he bumped into the three monkeys running in all the way. The three monkeys' name was Ma Renyi, and they were of the same generation as Ma Renli, but unfortunately they didn't like the Ma family.

"Brother Big Chong!" Seeing Wang Zhong, the three monkeys immediately greeted him.

"Three monkeys, are you here to move things too?"

"That's right! Didn't everyone come?" Ma Renyi said.

"Then you are late! The inner courtyard has been emptied, and there is nothing left."

"Huh?" San Hou'er looked surprised.

"If you don't believe me, go in and see for yourself."

While speaking, Wang Zhong staggered his body and passed the three monkeys. The three monkeys rushed into the inner courtyard impatiently.

Sure enough, after a while, the three monkeys came out of the courtyard cursing.

"I didn't lie to you!"

"Hey!" Sanhou'er sighed, with annoyed expression on his face, "Why didn't I not think of coming here to dig for floating money in the first place!"

"Hahaha, the hands are quick and the hands are slow, and I just came here, and I have been emptied by other people in the village!" Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Brother Wang Chong, what did you get?" Sanhou'er approached with annoyed expression, and asked curiously.

"No, just this, and a painting!" Wang Zhong pointed at the table, chairs and tea sets by the door with the painting scroll in his hand.

"There are so many things in the Ma family, so you just took this little?" Ma Renyi looked at a pair of large chairs with backrests, a high table, and a set of tea sets on the high table.

"There are so many people, it's great if I can get this!" Wang Zhongliang lit up the painting in his hand and said, "Isn't there another painting!"

"Painting?" The three monkeys asked curiously, "What painting?"

"Look for yourself!" Wang Zhong handed the painting to the three monkeys. It's not that Wang Zhong didn't think about keeping the painting for himself, but after thinking about it carefully, what is the difference between his own behavior and Ma Jingxian's? I changed my mind.

The Three Monkeys curiously took the scroll and opened it for a look, then turned to look at Wang Zhong, a little surprised: "Isn't this the painting at my house?"

"This painting belongs to your family?" Wang Zhong pretended to be surprised.

"My grandfather brought it back from Yanjing, but my father used it to repay the debt to Ma Datou."

Wang Zhongdao: "Three Monkeys, I really like this painting, why don't we discuss it, what do you like about these things in my house, and just move them away, how about you and me exchanging this painting?"

"Brother Big Chong, this is not good!" Although the three monkeys were moved, they still rolled up the picture.

"It's nothing bad. I really like the little daughter-in-law in this painting. Besides, the Ma family got it by stealing it from your family."

"Brother Big Chong, you are a character." Ma Renyi said.

Wang Zhong said: "If you want to change it, you can pick one thing and take it away, or if you don't want to change it, forget it. You can take this painting home and hang it!"

Wang Zhong also didn't intend to use this painting to make money. Things like antiques may be worth a little money in the eyes of people who understand, but in the eyes of ordinary people, they are just useless ornaments.

"This chair is made of solid wood, how about I move a chair?" Seeing that Wang Zhong really liked it, Ma Renyi stepped forward to look at the big solid wood chair against the wall, then looked up at Wang Zhong with a smile and said.

"Move!" Wang Zhong waved his hand.

Ma Renyi immediately smiled happily: "Okay!"

"Brother Big Chong, you are planning to move!" Watching Wang Zhong move all the family's things outside, Ma Renyi couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Didn't the peasant association give me the inner yard? The front yard is now used for vegetables and buns. I have to make room for them, right?"

Ma Renyi immediately put down the chair and said, "Brother Big Chong, let me move it for you!"

"No, I don't have anything!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll help you two hurry up!" Ma Renyi didn't allow Wang Zhong to refuse and started.

Ma Renyi was a little excited, and since Wang Zhong didn't have many things, the two of them moved Wang Zhong's only possessions into the main room in the courtyard.

"Why are you two still here?" Ma Renyi looked at Ma Renli and his son who were still sitting on the kang, and didn't give him a good face. "The farmer's association has already allocated this house to Brother Big Chong. You should move out quickly!"

Ma Renyi was very aggressive, but just as he finished speaking, Ma Jingxian, who was sitting on the kang, snorted and spit out a mouthful of thick blood.

"Father! What's wrong with you!" Both Ma Renli and Ma Renyi were taken aback.

Ma Renli hurriedly stepped forward to check on Ma Jingxian's situation, while Ma Renyi took a few steps back and said, "It's none of my business! I didn't touch him!" Then he turned around and rushed into the hall, and said to Wang Zhong, Slip away quickly.

"Father! Don't scare me!" Ma Renli's face was full of worry.

Wang Zhong walked to the side of the kang: "Get out of the way and let me show Uncle Ma!"

"Will you see it?" Ma Renli was already panicked and lost, so his words inevitably rushed.

"Then you come?"

"I..." Ma Renli was speechless.

Wang Zhong pushed him away: "Get out of the way if you don't understand."

Ma Renli watched as Wang Zhong supported his father's shoulders, stroked his chest a few times, then his back, and pressed several places. His father seemed to feel a lot more relieved, and then Seeing Wang Zhong sitting on the edge of the kang, he felt his father's pulse.

"You can still feel the pulse?" Ma Renli was extremely surprised.

"I've learned a little bit from Barefoot Langzhong!" Wang Zhong said, "Uncle Ma must have been overwhelmed with anger and stagnated energy."

"Is there any way?" Ma Renli asked hastily.

"You should know the truth that a clever woman can't cook without rice. At most, I can help Uncle Ma get his blood flowing. I can't do anything about the rest. I suggest sending him to the county hospital."

"No! Not going to the hospital." Although Ma Jingxian had recovered, he was much weaker.

"Wang Zhong, look at my father, why don't you let us stay here for one more night?" Ma Renli recalled Ma Renyi's words just now.

"It's okay to stay for one night, but your father will cause problems if he procrastinates like this."

"Wang Zhong!" Ma Renli didn't say anything, so Ma Jingxian grabbed Wang Zhong's sleeve, "You also call me Uncle Ma, when you came here from famine, I took you in and gave you a place to stay. You eat and I give you clothes to wear. Although you have worked for my family these years and I haven’t paid you wages, I have actually fed you. As far as your appetite is concerned, one person is worth three or four others. ..."

Before Ma Jingxian could finish speaking, Wang Zhong interrupted him: "Uncle Ma, just tell me what you want me to do for you!"

Ma Jingxian glanced at Ma Renli who was standing next to him, sighed, and said, "I won't hide it from you, the only thing I'm worried about right now is Renli, the child Renli was spoiled and raised since he was a child, and he has never done heavy work. , I am in such a situation now, if one day I leave, I am really worried that Renli will not be able to live alone, you are capable, and the only one uncle can ask for now is you."

What Ma Jingxian said was sincere.

"It's okay to take care of him, but I can help him for a while, but I can't help him forever. According to the current situation, he will have to do all the work in the field by himself in the future. He is a kind and respectful person, and he is not bad for me. I can teach you all these tasks. He, but the key depends on whether he can stand on his own, now that every family has their own fields, whether they live well or not depends on themselves."

"It's okay, it's okay, with your words, uncle can rest assured." Ma Jingxian said.

Ma Jingxian is a man who loves to calculate the most in his life, and he never wants to suffer. Although the matter between Niu Bold and Yang Deng'er a while ago, although he was not entirely responsible, he also accounted for a large part.

As the biggest rich man in Maixiang Village, Ma's family owns [-]% of the village's fields, and every household in Maixiang Village rents out his fields.

But there are so many fields in the Ma family, some of them were bought in a fair and honest manner, but not many, most of them were acquired through various means of exploitation, oppression and mergers.

Just like what was said at the meeting about not having enough to eat, the few acres of land at home are all fat and oily land, and Ma Jingxian's father has been eyeing him, and he wants to spend money to buy it. willing to sell.

Then his father who couldn't eat enough was falsely accused of being a gangster, and after a lawsuit, Ma Datou's father took advantage of the fire to rob him and bought the land from his father who couldn't eat enough at a low price.

Not to mention, combined with the memories provided by the system, seeing the landlord's old rich horse begging himself in a low voice is quite relieved.

But Ma Renli is not bad, although he is timid and fearful, greedy for life and afraid of death, but his ability is not bad. Although his hands-on ability is poor, he has read a lot of books, has rich theoretical knowledge, and is considered a talent regardless of size.

Ma Renli used to live in the East Wing, and the villagers emptied all the furniture, bedding, and only a few clothes.

More than a dozen books were thrown on the kang.

After a while, Niu boldly moved to the side courtyard with his whip on his shoulders.

Hit local tyrants and divide fields.

After so many dungeon worlds, Wang Zhong finally experienced it once. Let alone, this feeling is really different, and he feels at ease.

At night, Ma Jingxian yelled in the main room, his voice was not loud, and he didn't have any confidence at all.

In the evening, Wang Zhong rolled out noodles, and Ma Renlian's family made pimple soup. Ma Renlian also sent two bowls to Ma Renli and his son, but Ma Jingxian only drank a little soup and couldn't eat pimples, but Ma Renli, who had been hungry all day, There was nothing left of his own bowl.

After nightfall, Wang Zhong went over to take another look. Ma Jingxian's complexion became worse and worse, and he would definitely not last three days. If there were any accidents, and his mood fluctuated, he might die at any time.

In the evening, Niu Daudao also came, but Wang Zhong didn't listen to what he said in detail, and concentrated on sitting cross-legged on the kang, practicing kung fu shirtless.

Sure enough, early in the morning of the next day, just after dawn, Ma Renli's shocking and mournful shout came from the main house.

When Wang Zhong entered the room to check, Ma Jingxian was already out of breath.

Wang Zhong, Ma Renlian, and Niu Daudao helped Ma Renli put Ma Jingxian into the ground, and Ma Renli moved to Niu Daudao's house in the west of the village that day.

After helping Ma Renli to bury Ma Jingxian, Wang Zhong went to take a look at the three fields he had been allocated. The irrigated field and the field on the half-slope were growing just right, and they were growing steadily higher. They were green and shiny. Thankfully, the depression at the foot of the mountain is empty, nothing has been planted, and now there is still water in it.

In the afternoon, the village bell rang again, and everyone gathered outside Ma's house, lined up to receive food one by one, and Zhou Yihu, Wang Wanchun and others were in charge of distributing it.

Although Wang Zhong was assigned the best house in the Ma family, there was not even a grain of rice in the house.

Considering Wang Zhong's special situation, the farmers' association, the village committee, and Zhou Yihu decided after discussion that they would allocate fifty catties of wheat, fifty catties of corn, ten catties of soybeans, and ten catties of corn to Wang from the Ma's warehouse. The worn flour at least allowed Wang Zhong to survive the summer harvest.

Now that Ma Jingxian is dead, after a while, there will be a home return mission. Wang Zhong wanted to go to the county to find out the situation. This morning, he brought five catties of wheat and rushed to the county.

Naturally, Wang Zhongying's ability to manage the fields is not good. Now that the spring irrigation is over, the fields only need regular weeding and pest control. If there is a drought, they have to continue to carry water.

Fortunately, the weather was good this year, and it rained a few times after the beginning of spring. The irrigated land and the sloping land allocated to Wang Zhong were covered with wheat, while the depression and the rocky land allocated to Ma Jingxian were still empty.

Wang Zhong went to have a look. The depression was at the foot of the mountain, with water accumulated all year round, and the rocky land was on the mountain opposite the village. Most of the land was rocky, and it would be difficult to reclaim it for arable land, but it was possible to plant some fruit trees.

On this day, Wang Zhong planned to visit the county to find some vegetable seeds and fruit tree saplings, and he brought a bag of wheat when he went out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the village, he saw Zhou Yihu walking ahead with two soldiers, and Wang Zhong hurriedly ran to catch up.

"Captain Zhou, Captain Zhou."

Zhou Yihu heard the voice, turned his head to see that it was Wang Zhong, and stopped.

"It's Comrade Wang Zhong, what's the matter?"

"Captain Zhou, are you going to the county?" Wang Zhong asked with a smile.

Zhou Yihu nodded: "Go to the county for a meeting!"

"Just right, I'm going to the county too, let's go together."

"What are you doing in the county?" Zhou Yihu asked.

"Isn't the land divided now? There are still two depressions and stone fields that are vacant. I thought about going to the county to see if there are vegetable seeds or fruit trees, and take a look at the farm tools by the way."

"Do you have money in your pocket?" Zhou Yihu asked again.

Wang Zhong shook the bag on his back and said, "Isn't it because I picked up some wheat and planned to take it to the county to have a look. If the price is right, I'll sell it, or I don't need to change it! Otherwise, just rely on the little grain that I got. , can’t last until the summer harvest.”

"Your brain is quite flexible, kid." Zhou Yihu laughed.

"Isn't there no way, people can't stop urinating and suffocate to death."

Zhou Yihu patted Wang Zhong on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go to the county together."

(End of this chapter)