There was dew on the grass and I couldn't wait. Wu Zhongyuan could only jump to the tree, hide in the branches and leaves, and then look down from here. From here, he could clearly see the situation at the foot of the mountain.

The season is not yet, and the apricots have not yet matured, but they still have a familiar taste. This apricot tree was planted by the master when he was alive. It has been more than 20 years old. I started to eat it every year as I can remember.

When you see things and think of others, you will inevitably feel sad. The apricot tree is still there, but the master who planted the apricot tree has been gone for many years.

To be fair, he doesn't believe that after a person dies, the soul remains, because he has never seen a ghost in the past ten years after following his master. The master probably doesn't know what is happening now, because the master is dead, and no matter what he does, the master can't see it.

However, even if the master couldn't see it, he secretly made up his mind to keep his master's body, not to be moved and relieved by his master's inspiration in heaven, but to have a clear conscience for the complete filial piety.

In addition to the feudal superstitions mentioned by the masters, the masters taught some basic living skills during their lifetime. The time is one of them based on the sun and stars, and the error between the front and back is no more than ten minutes.

At around half past six, someone came at the foot of the mountain. To be precise, there were cars coming. There were three cars in total. In front was a white Toyota Prado Jeep. This kind of car was standard for the foreman and village chief in the north, and behind it was two large breads for people.

As soon as the car stopped, a group of people got off, not workers, but bad guys. They were shirtless early in the morning, with fancy tattoos on their bodies, and big gold chains on their necks. I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it’s yellow.

The excavator driver was also in the car. After getting off the car, he started the excavator and drove up the mountain. He followed him with about twenty awesome big gold chains, shaking one step and twisting his waist and sending his hips, leaving his power.

Seeing such a group of things coming, Wu Zhongyuan was a little puzzled. The violation of funeral regulations should be the management of the town and civil affairs department. Why did a group of gangsters come?

It is less than 8:30 now, and those who eat state food have not started work. This group of people must not be sent by the superiors. Besides, the superiors should also be law enforcement departments and should not send gangsters. This group of people should be invited by the developer.

The old house is located on hills rather than peaks. The terrain is not very high, at most two miles from the foot of the mountain. The excavator has been climbing up and has not yet fallen into bed after driving for more than ten minutes.

Seeing the excavator getting closer, Wu Zhongyuan was a little anxious. This big guy was really resistant to trouble. He poured so much sand into the fuel tank, but it was not bad.

It was broken, and finally it was broken. When it was more than 30 meters away from the house, the big guy finally couldn't move.

The driver came down to check and found that the fuel tank cap was twisted and the oil gauge showed a lot of oil. It was not the one who stole the oil, but someone deliberately destroyed it.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was wearing a floral shirt, with fat heads and big ears, and a face full of greasy face. Seeing that the excavator could not be moved, he did not scold his father or mother like a big gold chain, but slowly took out his cell phone, made a call, and asked someone to send another excavator over.

"Director Qian in the village is ours. With him here, no one in the village dares to make trouble," one of the big gold chains pointed at the old house to the north. "It must be done by the two wild breeders in this family."

Hua Shirt frowned when she heard this, she tilted her head to look at the person who spoke, "I have told you so many times, pay attention to your quality, what kind of wild breeds are they? They are orphans adopted by the old man."

After Hua Shirt said that, Da Jinlian smiled charmingly and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, Brother Sun said, this must have been done by those orphans."

Hua Shirt shook her head, "It shouldn't be. I asked Director Qian. The two boys in this family are called Lin Qingming and the younger ones are called Wu Zhongyuan. In recent years, the older ones have been digging coal in the neighboring county and earning money to support the younger ones in high school. The coal in the neighboring county is more than 200 miles away, and the county town is more than 100 miles away. We dragged the machine over last night. Even if someone reports to them, they wouldn't be able to come back so quickly."

"Yes, yes, or Brother Sun is wise." Dajinlian flattered him.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Hua Shishi pointed to the broken house to the north. "The house is so broken that it can be removed without catching a car. Go and push it first, and wait until the machine arrives before digging the grave."

After saying that, Dajinlian shouted and led everyone to the broken house.

Seeing that the gangster was about to demolish the house, Wu Zhongyuan had to come down from the tree and ran out of the woods, "What are you doing?"

Seeing someone appear to stop him, a group of gangsters turned around and waited for instructions from the flowered shirts.

Hua Shirt had never seen Wu Zhongyuan before, and didn't know him. When he saw him appear, he was a little surprised and walked over, "Who are you?"

"I am Wu Zhongyuan. I am in high school in the county town. I heard that some gangsters are coming to dig graves and push houses. I'll come back to see if it's true?" Wu Zhongyuan looked at Hua Shirt.

"* I'm raising it, who are you scolding?" Da Jinlianzi cursed.

"Fuck, are you taking the right seat?" Hua Shi slapped Da Jinlian in the head, "Get out."

The big gold chain rolled awkwardly, and froze down a string of big Buddha beads from the wrist and twisted them into his hand, and stepped forward, "Are you a family?"

"Yes," Wu Zhongyuan nodded, "Are you gangsters?"

Hua Shirt smiled awkwardly, "Of course not."

"Then are you law enforcement officers sent by the Civil Affairs Bureau and the town?" Wu Zhongyuan asked again.

"Hehehe." Hua Shirt smiled dryly.

"Don't laugh, right?" Wu Zhongyuan asked, "If you are not a law enforcement officer, you don't have the right to demolish houses and dig graves."

"Haha, being educated is different, and speaking with reason," Hua Shiyi smiled dryly, "but we have nothing to do with the town, we are personal behavior."

"No one behind you, how dare you do this?" Wu Zhongyuan asked loudly.

The flower shirt is so careless that I can't answer.

"Brother, stop talking nonsense to him, just do it." Someone next to him urged him.

Hua Shirt did not answer the conversation immediately, but looked around in the distance. Seeing that there was no one around, she raised her hand and said, "Trag him away and demolish the house."

This group of people may often do things like that, and they are familiar with the situation. As soon as they say something in the shirt, a group of gangsters immediately acted separately. Several rushed towards Wu Zhongyuan, and the rest ran towards the house.

Wu Zhongyuan didn't expect that these gangsters would really dare to do whatever they wanted. Seeing someone rushing towards him, he hurriedly ran and dodged, and at the same time shouted loudly, "You are illegal, you don't have the right to demolish my house."

"Don't worry, we will pay you money after the removal." Hua Shi smiled contemptuously.

Wu Zhongyuan was still young and had never experienced anything similar. Seeing that the other party was so scoundrel, he could not think of a way to deal with it for a while. He could only continue to dodge and prevent those gangsters from being caught.

At this time, the remaining gangsters had rushed to the front of the house and began to smash the door and window, and lift the tiles on the room.

Seeing that several gangsters couldn't catch Wu Zhongyuan, Hua Shi was angry, "Pig, go up a few more and catch him."

The flower shirt has a "gentle general style", and it is in an orderly manner. "Sanpizi, send a few people to stare around, so don't be recorded by people."

"Hey, turtlehead, you are kicking your donkey in your brain. Why do you do with a knife? If you are going to catch it, it will be a big problem if you really stab someone."

"Stop him, stop him, this kid is slippery, don't run with him, stop both ends."

"I haven't eaten yet, right? Work harder, hurry up."

The number of people surrounding Wu Zhongyuan increased from three to six. During his lifetime, the master once told him not to show his martial arts in places with a large number of people. This is the main reason why Wu Zhongyuan did not fight with the gangsters. Secondary reasons were also the first time he cared about these old houses, but the master's grave. As long as these people did not dig graves, he would not work hard. Also, it was the first time he encountered such a thing and couldn't figure it out for a while.

Unable to use light skills, he soon became desperate under the siege of everyone. In desperation, Wu Zhongyuan could only climb a big tree in the east of the house.

"Okay, okay, it seems that he doesn't have a cell phone, so don't chase him, let him stay in the tree." Hua Shirt shouted.

Leave two big gold chains to watch under the tree, and the remaining few went over to help demolish the house.

Although the house was very dilapidated, it was left by the older generation. The white ash was really used and the stones were large. When the roof was lifted and the doors and windows were smashed, the gangsters couldn't demolish it. Although they were fat and strong, their bodies had been hollowed out by wine and sex. They were just fat and had no strength.

Wu Zhongyuan was trapped in the tree and was not idle. He kept thinking about how to keep his master's body. In desperation, he had a plan, "Hey, the leader, can we discuss it?"

"Hmm?" Hua Shi tilted her head to look at him.

"If the house is demolished, just demolish it. Don't dig the grave, okay?" Wu Zhongyuan said.

"It's too late. I'll have no such thing as coming back early to sign and collect the money. Now that this matter has been reported, how can I just let it go?" Hua Shiyi said.

"Then tell them that my master has only bones left, so there is no need to burn the body." Wu Zhongyuan said.

"How can it be called burning corpses? It's called cremation," Hua Shiyi smiled, "Besides, we are just working, we don't need to burn it anymore, we have to come and identify it."

Wu Zhongyuan felt a little disheartened when he heard this, "There must be a bottom line for bullying people, don't force people to live."

Hua Shirt didn't answer him, tilted her head to look at the ruins of the house, and continued to direct the destruction.

"If you dare to touch my master, I will let you die here," Wu Zhong shouted angrily, "I am only seventeen years old, and I don't have to be sentenced to death if I kill someone."

"Okay, stop bragging. If you really have that ability, you don't have to stay in the tree." Hua Shirt showed disdain.

Seeing that the "project" is progressing slowly, the excavator driver, who has not done much effort, diligently contributed a large hammer. This hammer was originally used to hit the tracks, but it was very heavy. With the hammer, a group of gangsters quickly smashed the corner of the room and pushed the wall down.

After finishing the "main business", a group of gangsters did not leave, but ran to the back of the house to pick apricots and eat it. Seeing that the tree branches were broken, Wu Zhongyuan felt extremely distressed. He cursed and looked around frequently. If Huang Ping had contacted her senior brother last night, she would have arrived at this time.

Half an hour later, the cart brought another excavator and drove up the mountain with a squeaking twist.

"Isn't it coming down yet? I'll dig the tree down in a while, and we won't care if you fall to death." Hua Shishi looked up at Wu Zhongyuan on the tree.

Wu Zhongyuan frowned when he heard this. He heard the words of the flower shirt, and wanted to dig under the big tree where he was, but this was not the location of the master's tomb. The master was buried under the tree in the north.

If you think about it carefully, the reason why the flower shirt was wrong should be because the master’s grave had no grave, or it might be that the person who provided the clues to them did not explain it clearly to them.

Now that the senior brother is still on the way back, it is better to just make mistakes and delay for a while before talking.

After making up his mind, he said loudly, "Don't do anything randomly, I will really fight you."

What he said was his heart and a warning to Hua Shirt. Unfortunately, Hua Shirt treated his warning as a threat, sneered at the excavator driver, and waved to the "digging."
Chapter completed!