Rural Dad

Zhao Han's elder brother is Zhao Lei.

He is 32 years old and has settled down in Chengdu.

He was still a little confused after hanging up the phone.

He sat on the sofa blankly, not saying a word.

"What did Xiaohan say on the phone?" Zhao Lei's wife Li Xiumei kicked him while lying on the sofa.

Zhao Lei came back to his senses and said with a strange expression: "Xiaohan retired and came home. He became the village chief and said that the village is being built. There is a lot of room for development in the village. Let us sell the house and live in the village."

He seriously suspected that his brother's brain was damaged by a cow. He was very worried and had to go back to visit him.

"What!" Li Xiumei stood up instantly, widened her eyes and said: "Xiaohan is crazy! Why did he start talking nonsense? I wanted to persuade him to take the retirement pay to settle down in the city, but he called us in the village."

Both of them worked in factories. Because of their busy work and low education, they did not have much contact with the Internet and did not know about Zhao Han.

Otherwise, without Zhao Han calling, they would have already taken the initiative to sell the house and return to the village to live.

"I am also puzzled. Xiaohan is the smartest and most promising of the three of us. So there must be a reason." Zhao Lei scratched the back of his head.

Li Xiumei glared: "Old Zhao, you don't really want to sell the house and return to your hometown, do you? I don't agree. We have to stay in the city for the sake of the children."

Their child Zhao Tong is eight years old this year and has just entered the second grade. They must give the child a good educational environment.

"How about this, take the child back this weekend to see him. It just so happens that not only the child hasn't seen his uncle for several years, but we haven't seen Xiaohan for several years either." Zhao Lei made a suggestion.

Because of the special nature of the military service, Zhao Han didn't go home for several years during his military service.

He was always on duty abroad.

Li Xiumei nodded: "Okay, see if Xiaohan has changed, I'll introduce him to a girlfriend."

"Dinglingling~" Zhao Lei's phone rang.

Li Xiumei asked, "Who called?"

"Second sister." Zhao Lei looked at his wife.

Li Xiumei: "Xiao Han must have called her too, why don't you ask her to go back with you?"

"Okay." Zhao Lei pressed the call button.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Lan on the other side asked, "Brother, did Xiao Han call you?"

"Yes, we are planning to go back this week during the holiday, why don't you and your family go back with us to see Xiao Han." Zhao Lei invited.

Zhao Lan sighed: "Yongcheng has a problem with his business. He has been very anxious recently. I will ask him first, otherwise I will take the child back by myself."

Zhou Yongcheng, who was sitting next to Zhao Lan, heard this and said: "Why are you asking me? The situation of the restaurant is like that. Whether I am here or not will not affect the situation. It is better to go back to see my third brother. Think about it. Our family has not been reunited for a long time."

He and Zhao Lan have been struggling in Chengdu for several years and opened a restaurant. The business was good, but recently it was suppressed by competitors and was on the verge of closing.

He has been very depressed recently. He either drinks or sleeps. It was only these two days that he came to his senses.

And Zhao Lan has been busy taking care of him.

So even though Zhao Han was very popular on the Internet two days ago, they didn't know it at all.

People who don't often go online are like this. The ups and downs on the Internet will never have anything to do with them.

So the two families made an appointment.

This weekend, they will take the child back to their hometown together.

Of course, he just went back to see his brother, and had no intention of selling the house and moving back to the village.

Zhao Han's family had a good relationship, and there were not so many trivial matters. Although there were occasional quarrels, they would not go too far.

……………

In a rental house in Chuncheng, Yunnan Province.

After losing money, Wang Yang returned to the rental house to pack his luggage and prepared to go back to his hometown to blackmail Zhao Han for money.

In his opinion, Zhao Han was so rich that he wanted to contract their forests, so what if he gave a few tens of thousands more?

He had already thought about it. Since Zhao Han had taken a fancy to his Daqingshan, it meant that he was very satisfied with it.

And Zhao Han was not short of money now. If he was tough, he might be able to get 100,000 or 80,000.

With this money, he could go to the poker table to make up for his losses.

Well, typical gambling dog thinking.

If he won, he wanted to win more, and if he lost, he had to find ways to make up for his losses.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was violently kicked open.

Then several thugs rushed in.

"Hey! Damn it! The luggage is packed, you bastard, are you trying to run away?" The bald middle-aged man raised his foot and kicked Wang Yang to the ground.

Others rushed up and beat him up.

Wang Yang held his head and begged for mercy:"Brother Hu, spare me, Brother Hu, I don't want to run away, I want to go back and get your money, how dare I owe you money and not pay it back!"

Xie Hu is a gambling house and a loan shark. Wang Yang borrowed 50,000 yuan from him, and then the interest was compounded, and it became 500,000 yuan in half a year.

In this way, Xie Hu has forced countless families to break up and die.

No money, right? If you don't have money, you can sell your daughter to pay off your debts, or trick her into cutting kidneys in northern Myanmar.

It can only be said that gamblers deserve it, but people like Xie Hu who have lost their conscience deserve to die.

"Stop!" Xie Hu shouted.

All his men stopped beating.

Xie Hu stepped forward, grabbed Wang Yang's hair, and said word by word: "Didn't you say your family has no money?"

"My family didn't have money before, but we will have money soon, Brother Hu..." Wang Yang trembled and told the story of Zhao Han's contracting his family's forest.

Xie Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his small eyes flashed with brilliance: "Is it Zhao Han who runs Taoyuan Fruit Industry?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wang Yang nodded repeatedly: "I don't have money, but he does. He has a lot of money."

"How about you write a document and give me the right to use the mountain to pay off the debt, and let me talk to him?" Xie Hu immediately felt that this was an opportunity.

Compared with Wang Yang, a short-sighted fool.

He thought of more. He didn't want to use this opportunity to raise the price and blackmail Zhao Han, but wanted to give the mountain to Zhao Han for free and get in touch with him.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to curry favor with Zhao Han.

But he obviously didn't understand his position.

Zhao Han is a retired soldier, how could he make friends with a gangster who did all kinds of bad things?

He didn't have time to kill these gangsters.

Wang Yang wanted to refuse, but he didn't have the courage, so he could only nod: "I'll write it, right away."

A few minutes later, Wang Yang wrote a document to mortgage the use rights of Daqing Mountain to Xie Hu to pay off his debt.

"Take us to Taoyuan Village, and I'll give you 5,000 yuan after the matter is done." Xie Hu said again.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up, 5,000 yuan, it was not a waste: "Thank you, Brother Hu, thank you, Brother Hu."