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In the past, the donkeys in the brigade were not as tired as them.

The older members of the lion dance team all protested, and only the young children would follow Zhang Qiang around to earn some hard-earned money.

"Brother, do you know where Uncle Qiang's house is?"

On the way home, Zhang Shan met five children around six years old. Their clothes were tattered and they smelled strange. Their eyes showed desire for his clothes and the bicycle under his feet.

That familiar face made Zhang Shan's body tremble with memory. She suppressed her emotions and put away the look of disgust and hatred.

"Uncle Qiang's house is over there. Just cross the bridge and you'll get there. There's a pomelo tree in his yard. It's easy to spot."

Although they could see the bridge and the village, the road was not easy to walk on. The five children's feet were bleeding from walking all the way. They looked at Zhang Shan pitifully and said, "Brother, can you take us there? We don't know the way."

"There are five of you, and there's no place to sit on my bike. I'm afraid I can't help you."

The oldest child pushed aside the child in front of him and walked up to Zhang Shan. "Brother, you can behave like a human being. I saw Uncle Qiang send his son to school in the same way. Can you send us there in the same way?"

"Yeah, after sending big brother off, he'll come back to pick us up. We'll just stand here and won't run around." One of the kids suggested pitifully.

Zhang Shan felt that they were so young but so smart, and really difficult to deal with. No wonder the original owner couldn't get rid of them.

"Brother can't ride you, why don't you wait here for Uncle Qiang."

"Why can't you ride? Weren't you riding pretty fast just now?"

When the oldest child heard what Zhang Shan said, he immediately frowned. In his eyes, Zhang Shan was lying and didn't want to help her.

"How come you don't have any love at all? We came all the way here and worked so hard, but you don't even help us. You are such a parasite in society. You only think about yourself and don't care about the lives of others. Your bicycle is so expensive, it's enough for the five of us to spend for a semester..."

"Ah? Aren't you here to look for Uncle Qiang? I was just kind enough to show you the way, but you blame me. You are such an ungrateful person. If I had known, I wouldn't have stopped."

In fact, the five of them blocked the road and Zhang Shan had to stop.

Zhang Shan glared at them fiercely, then stepped on the ground very quickly and walked a long distance away. The five children were dumbfounded.

Although their parents had both passed away, they had learned a lot from their neighbors, such as how to complain, how to act pitiful, and how to use moral blackmail. Because they were young and orphans, many people "spontaneously" extended a helping hand.

Having tasted the sweetness, they have been successful every time they try, without fail, but today they suffered a setback at the hands of Zhang Shan.

"Bitch, why don't you just get into a car accident and die!"

"Yes, such a heartless person would be better off being hit by a car and falling into a stinky ditch and dying!"

The other children also echoed and spit at Zhang Shan's back. Their eyes were full of malice, and there was no trace of the innocence of five or six-year-old children.

Zhang Shan came to Zhang Qiang's door and saw Zhang Qiang's wife killing a chicken through the broad leaves of the pomelo tree. The chicken seemed to belong to Zhang Wubao from the village. Zhang Wubao had been looking for it for several days and thought it had been taken away by a weasel.

Now that the rumors have died down, Aunt Qiang secretly kills chickens and eats the meat.

To be honest, although everyone in this village has the surname Zhang, the gap between the rich and the poor is even greater than the gap between urban and rural areas. Zhang Wubao lives in a low earthen tile house, while Zhang Qiang lives in a three-story Western-style building with an independent courtyard.

Zhang Shan did not go in to disturb them, but rode her bike home quickly. As soon as she entered the door, she smelled a strong aroma of Chinese medicine. Zhang's father's feet were still wrapped in thick gauze, but his hands were very flexible in weaving a bamboo basket, and the one in his hand was already formed.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Father Zhang looked up, saw Zhang Shan, and asked casually, "Did you see your uncle Qiang come back when you came back?"

"I didn't see him. Dad, why are you looking for him?"

Father Zhang put the finishing touches on the bamboo basket in his hand and said, "My foot won't get better soon, so I want to transfer this captaincy to your uncle Wen. Everyone else agrees, so I'm just waiting for your uncle Qiang's opinion."

"Dad, you know Uncle Qiang has always wanted the captain's position. If you transfer the captaincy to Uncle Wen now, Uncle Qiang will probably be furious."

Father Zhang sighed. How could he not know this?

However, Zhang Qiang is too eager for quick success and attaches too much importance to power, fame and fortune. If the lion dance team falls into his hands, the team's inheritance will be broken.

"Go check at the door. If he comes back, tell me."

"Oh."

Zhang Shan turned off the fire, poured out the Chinese medicine from the medicine jar, and brought it to Zhang's father, "Dad, drink the medicine first."

After falling from the high platform, he not only broke his leg, but also suffered internal injuries. This is the medicine for treating internal injuries. Zhang Shan added something when boiling the medicine to help him recover as soon as possible.

If Zhang's father had been in better health, he and Zhang's mother would not have had to go to the old Chinese doctor in the next village for treatment, and they would not have encountered the mudslide.

While Father Zhang was drinking the medicine, the five children had already arrived at Zhang Qiang's door. "Is Uncle Qiang home?"

"Who are you looking for?" Aunt Qiang looked warily at the five children who suddenly appeared.

They were unfamiliar faces, but they asked if Zhang Qiang was there. Aunt Qiang wanted to chase them away, but the next second, Zhang Qiang came back.

"Uncle Qiang!"

Zhang Qiang didn't know who they were for a moment.

"Uncle Qiang, I'm Xiaogang!" The boy hugged Zhang Qiang's thighs, and Zhang Qiang almost fell.

"Xiao Gang? From the back village?"

"Uh-huh."

Only then did Zhang Qiang remember the boasting he had made when he was drunk with the village chief of the back village.

"What are you doing here?"

"Uncle Qiang, we all heard what you said to the village chief that day. You said you would help us find a philanthropist to sponsor our schooling. You can't go back on your word!"

Zhang Qiang's expression at this moment was as disgusting as if he had eaten shit. He was just bragging and didn't really have the ability. He had contact with many bosses, but they were all small workshops and small shops, and he got his performance fees by begging and coaxing.

"It seems so. Uncle Qiang, did your family kill a chicken? We haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

While they were talking, the five children had already left Zhang Qiang behind, following the smell to the chicken soup being cooked in the kitchen, and without caring about the heat, they reached out to dip into the soup.

"Hey, stop it!"

Aunt Qiang went in to grab it, but accidentally knocked the whole pot over. However, Xiaogang and his friends didn't mind. They picked up the chicken on the ground and ate it happily.

From that day on, Xiaogang and a few others lived in Zhang Qiang's house. No matter how they tried to drive them away, they wouldn't do any work and never missed a meal.

The lion dance troupe was finally transferred to Uncle Wen. Although Zhang Qiang was very opposed to it and therefore did not take anyone out to perform, he just sat there and thought that Uncle Wen and the others would regret it, but they were all relieved.

The lion dance team no longer has to participate in commercial performances day and night. They have their own time and can train freely and do their own things. This is especially true for children who are still in school. Their most important task is still to study.

Xiaogang and his friends are not without money to go to school. They are orphans and are still in the compulsory education stage. They receive a lot of subsidies every month, but this money is only enough for their daily life.

They want a better life, want to eat meat every day, want clean clothes, want more toys...

Zhang Qiang has been very upset recently. He can't get those kids away no matter what he does, there is no place for him in the lion dance troupe, and Uncle Wen doesn't allow him to take so many commercial performances. All his ways of making money have been blocked.

After Zhang's father recovered, Zhang Shan also graduated from junior high school. After the final examination, Zhang Shan dragged her luggage home and did not see Xiaogang and the others fighting on the roadside as she did before.

Upon asking, I found out that they had disappeared for several months. Even the chief of the back village came several times.

Zhang Shan raised her eyebrows. She seemed to have anticipated the fate of the five children, but she did not call the police until Zhang Qiang reached out to Uncle Wen's three-year-old son again.

"We have found your uncle Wen's little treasure."

"Is it related to Uncle Qiang?"

He just saw the police taking Zhang Qiang away.

Father Zhang nodded, his face solemn.

The police followed the clues and not only rescued Xiaobao, but also rescued Xiaogang and four others.

Xiaobao was abducted late, and the traffickers didn't have time to do anything, but Xiaogang and others were dismembered alive. I either lost my eyes or my legs, and Xiaogang was the worst off, with his eyes, ears, hands and feet all gone.

They knew that it was Zhang Qiang who kidnapped them, so they were unwilling to go to the welfare home. Instead, they stayed at Zhang Qiang's home and let Zhang Qiang take care of them.

Aunt Qiang naturally didn't want to do that, so she wanted to divorce Zhang Qiang and took her children back to her parents' home, but these five people kept following her like ghosts.

Aunt Qiang couldn't stand it anymore and ran away, leaving her child behind. She was relieved, but her son suffered. As the saying goes, the son pays for the father's debt, so Xiaogang and his four friends blamed Zhang Qiang's son.

"Ten years later, Zhang Qiang came out of prison. It was not his wife and children who greeted him, but the five debt collectors. When he learned that his wife had run away and his son had become the same as them, he almost went crazy!"

Zhang Qiang, Xiao Gang and the other two tortured each other, but Zhang Shan didn't care. She supported her one-year-old son and let him stand steadily on the balance beam. His wife Jiang Yuan disagreed and watched her little son fall off the balance beam again and again.

"He is still so young, you are too cruel as a father."

"I just want to see if he has talent for the lion dance team. You are too nervous."

“Is that a talent?”

"No."

The wife rolled her eyes and took the child away from Zhang Shan. "Baby, let's ignore him. I'll take you back to your grandparents' house tomorrow and let your grandparents take care of your dad."

The village has changed a lot in the past few years. Everyone has built a big house. Even Zhang Wubao... he can't be called Zhang Wubao anymore, because he adopted Zhang Qiang's son, and now his son is grown up and can support him.

In order to protect Zhang Qiang's son, the village adopted him to Zhang Wubao and severed ties with Zhang Qiang so that he could grow up safely.

Zhang Qiang and Xiao Gang and the other four continued to torture each other. A healthy man and five disabled people ended up in a draw, and no one got anything good. In this situation, even if Zhang Qiang's son was nostalgic, he would not be able to come back.

Jiang Yuan is very happy in her life. Although she only has one son, her husband is considerate and the family is rich, so she doesn't have to worry about making a living.

Zhang's father and mother lived in good health and passed away peacefully at the end of their lives. The lion dance troupe in the village did not stop but moved on to better stages. More people came to learn from them, and the people in the village became more and more hopeful in life.

"Son, I'm your father. Do you remember how much he loved you when you were a child?"

Zhang Qiang held his son with an incredulous look on his face. Why didn't the son he raised with all his effort recognize him?

The man looked impatient. "How dare you say that? If it weren't for you, my mother wouldn't have left me and run away. My fingers would still be intact. You are such a monster. I don't have a father like you."

Zhang Qiang slumped to the ground, "Why? Why?"

They were a loving family in their previous life, but in this life they are separated.

In a trance, he saw the young Zhang Pingan, "Aren't you dead?"

In his previous life, he got the lion dance team as he wished, but he was worried that Zhang Shan’s son was more talented than his son and grandson, so he added fuel to the fire and strangled Zhang Pingan in the cradle. His son even cleaned up the body.

When he was excited, he heard his son's screams and cries for help. Just like Zhang Pingan, he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

When he came to his senses, he saw blood all over the floor, "No, no, no..."

"I'm going to kill you!"

Zhang Ping'an returned home and nestled in Zhang Shan's arms in fear to complain. He did not see the bloody scene, but was still frightened by Zhang Qiang.

Just after he coaxed Zhang Pingan to sleep, he heard the sound of sirens.

Zhang Shan paused while touching Zhang Ping'an's chubby face, "This disaster is over."

Zhang Qiang and his sons died together with Xiao Gang and his four companions. This was not surprising to everyone. Zhang Wubao's subsidy, which had just been stopped, was resumed, and he was relieved.