Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 608 Which of them is not smarter than you

On the cruise ship.

Yang Wushuang, Zhang Baiyun, Zhou Weisheng, Wang Fangping, and Jia Wenwan, the five of them were standing in scattered positions.

Their expressions were all filled with panic, and their eyes were filled with fear and hope as they stared at Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing sat still, his facial expression expressionless, his eyes empty as he looked at the five people in front of him.

He knew that the five people still didn't believe him.

It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, it seems better to be a little afraid.

Since we have left five people behind, we must restrain them, otherwise it would be better not to keep them.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "It seems that you still have some intelligence."

Yang Wushuang thought to herself, as expected, I knew it would be like this.

She was even more terrified and secretly vowed that she would never have to endure that punishment.

The other four people's faces looked even uglier, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Ye Changqing.

The five men remained standing.

A gust of river wind blew, and the cruise ship swayed. Jia Wenwan lost his balance and staggered a few steps to the side. After he regained his balance, he returned to his previous position, stood straight, and looked at Ye Changqing.

The other four people swayed for a moment, then stabilized themselves.

Ye Changqing felt that today’s meeting had achieved its goal, and it was time to tell them the next steps: “I will stay in Jiangkou City for a while, and you will stay in Jiangkou City.

Keep in touch, I'll release tasks anytime, anywhere." The five of them breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting through this stage.

The cruise ship pulled alongside and Ye Changqing was the first to get off.

The five people then dispersed.

Ye Changqing left the ferry and drove straight to Liujiazhuang in the western suburbs.

This time the mission is still Nongmen, or to be more precise, a branch of Nongmen. The mission is to get a book called "Lihe Family".

I always feel that this book has nothing to do with farmers.

Lihe, literally means conducive to harmony, and Jiashu, means letters sent home.

Together, they mean family letters that are conducive to harmony.

He couldn't understand what such a book had to do with farming.

At the same time, he became more curious about "Lihe Family Letters" and wanted to see what was written in the letters.

The car stopped at the entrance of Liujiazhuang Village and walked in. The person he was looking for was surnamed Liu, Liu Yishou, a name he remembered after seeing it once.

After entering the village, he began to look around. He wanted to find someone to ask for the address of Liu Yishou's home.

Most of the people in the village are elderly and children. He thinks it is impolite to let an elderly person lead the way, and he is afraid that people will mistake him for a human trafficker if he lets a child lead the way.

Just as I was worrying, I saw a young man walking towards me.

The young man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and slippers. His hair was a little long, and he had a small braid on top of his head, which made him look pretty cool.

The young man was also wearing glasses, which were obviously myopia glasses. The blue lenses added a scholarly air to the young man.

The young man was about 1.75 meters tall, with white and slender arms and legs, and looked like a grown-up girl.

He looked like someone who had been to college, a common sight for young people. Ye Changqing approached him and said, "Hey, could you tell me how to get to Liu Yishou's house?"

The young man looked Ye Changqing up and down and asked, "Do you have something to do with Liu Yishou's family?"

Ye Changqing didn't know why he asked this question, so he continued: "Yes, I have a small matter to ask him. Can you help me lead the way?"

The young man frowned and thought, it seemed that it was a difficult decision to make.

Ye Changqing became even more confused. If he agreed to lead the way, it would be just one word: yes. If he disagreed, it would be two words: no.

Is it really that difficult?

Just when he was about to give up, the young man suddenly spoke: "Come on, I'll go home with you."

Ye Changqing was overjoyed and reached out to shake hands: "Thank you, you've worked hard."

The young man turned to leave when he saw Ye Changqing extending his arm. He quickly turned around and shook hands with him. "It's just a small matter. Come with me."

Ye Changqing followed behind and walked forward. Neither of them spoke and the atmosphere was a little silent.

Ye Changqing tried to find a topic to chat: "There are too few young people in the village now. You are coming back to stay for a few days during the summer vacation, right?"

The young man raised his eyebrows: "Why, can't I farm at home?"

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment. He had only asked casually, but the man's reaction was a bit extreme. He tried to explain in a softer tone, "What I mean is that the young people... have all gone to the city to work. Few people return to the village to farm."

The young man said indignantly, "If they go out to work, can't someone else farm the land?"

Ye Changqing was speechless. This reaction was too intense. He completely lost interest in continuing the conversation and followed behind silently.

The young man took a few steps and got no response. He began to mutter to himself, "Farming isn't illegal. Why can't you understand? I'm young and came back to farm. What's wrong with me?"

"I'm in my twenties, I'm energetic and hardworking, I can definitely farm better than those old guys."

"I'm an adult now, I want to farm, and no one can stop me!"

"I just don't believe that I can't control my own destiny."

……

Ye Changqing had been listening silently, feeling that the young man was a little too radical, and was afraid that saying one more word would anger the other party.

The young man in front walked to a gate where motorcycles were parked and stopped talking.

He pointed to the courtyard and said, "This is the one."

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Thank you, you've worked hard."

The young man shook his head and said nothing.

Ye Changqing said no more and walked straight into the yard. After taking two steps, he heard footsteps behind him. He looked back and saw the young man following him in. He immediately felt that the young man was not bad. As a guide, he had brought him to the door and even accompanied him into the yard.

Very enthusiastic indeed.

He turned around and smiled, "Thank you, that's enough. I can go in by myself."

The young man said politely, "I'll be standing at the door. Please come in."

Ye Changqing thanked him again, then entered the yard and called out, "Is anyone home?"

The door of the main room was open, and soon a man in his fifties walked out of the room. He had a dark red face, half-white hair, and was wearing a short-sleeved shirt that was so washed that it was deformed. He had a cigarette in his mouth.

Seeing Ye Changqing frowning, he asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "I'm looking for Liu Yishou."

The man looked at Ye Changqing in confusion: "I am Liu Yishou. What do you want from me?" Ye Changqing smiled and stepped forward: "It's like this, I am..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, Liu Yishou suddenly pointed at Ye Changqing's back and shouted angrily, "Who let you into this house?

Get out! If you take another step inside, I'll break your fucking legs!"

Ye Changqing looked back and saw the young man who led him standing at the door. He seemed to be frightened by Liu Yishou's anger, and his lips were tightly pursed pitifully.

He didn't even dare to argue.

He said to Liu Yishou, "Don't be angry, if you have anything to say, just speak slowly, it's not nice to curse!

Hitting people is even more wrong and against the law!"

Liu Yishou raised his hand and pushed Ye Changqing aside: "Don't worry about it, even if I beat him to death, it won't break the law!"

After saying that, he reached out and picked up the broom by the wall, and angrily ran towards the young man, cursing as he walked: "Damn it, how dare you enter this house? I will beat you to death!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and hit him on the head.

bang~

The broom handle hit the young man on the head.

The young man didn't even move, and the blood on his head flowed down his forehead to his face.

Ye Changqing hurried forward and grabbed Liu Yishou: "Stop hitting him, look, his head is bleeding."

Liu Yishou angrily said, "Get out of here! He's my son. I want to beat him, and it's none of your business!"

Ye Changqing took a step back and said, "Go ahead and hit him. Even if I beat you to death, you will go to jail!"

He just doesn't believe that there is a father in the world who beats his son to death.

I just stood aside and watched.

Liu Yishou stepped forward again, raised his broom and pointed at the young man: "I'll say one more word, get out of this house, if you don't leave, I'll beat you to death!" The young man gritted his teeth and suddenly spoke, pointing his finger at his head and roaring angrily: "Hit me, hit me here, beat me to death, you are my father, you are awesome, I am your son, I deserve to be beaten to death!"

you……

Liu Yishou was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He raised the broom and shook it in the air a few times, but it never fell down.

Finally, he raised his hand and threw the broom.

He knelt down in front of the young man and said, "Ancestor, I beg you, please leave the countryside!"

puff~

The young man also knelt down, knocked his head to the ground, and said nothing. But his silent stubbornness was more powerful than a thousand or ten thousand words.

Actions show that I will not leave.

Liu pointed at the young man kneeling on the ground and angrily cursed, "Is your brain filled with sewage? I've trained you for so many years. You got into university and found a job in the city.

It's so hard to become a city dweller.

Why come back to be a farmer?

There is no future in farming. I, your father, have been farming all my life, but now I have no insurance and I won’t have anything to eat when I get old.

When I took the bus in the city, people stayed away from me.

I just have dark skin, I'm not dirty, my clothes are freshly washed, but people treat me like a beggar.

Do you also want to be treated as a beggar?"

The young man raised his head, and the blood from his head flowed down his face, looking a little scary.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Liu Yishou and said, "Dad, you are a farmer, and I am a farmer. Our identities are determined.

They look down on you and I look down on them.

I don't believe that farming has no future. I'm going to farm for the rest of my life!"

Liu Yishou was stunned for a moment, then got up in anger, bent down to pick up the broom, and pointed at the young man kneeling on the ground: "Fuck you, are you possessed by evil spirits or having a stroke?

Are you trying to piss me off to death?

If farming has a future, why do people all run to the city?

Are they fools?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "Not necessarily, maybe!"

Liu raised the broom suddenly, but when he saw the blood on his son's face, he was so angry that he smashed the broom to the ground.

Then he started walking back and forth.

His face was flushed, he was panting, and very emotional. He walked back and forth several times, but it seemed that he had no idea how to deal with his son.

He raised his hand and slapped himself in the face: "What the hell have I done?

Giving birth to a foolish son like you. Think about it, the people who make the policies are all in the city.

Leaders, officials, and rich people are all in the city.

Can the policies they formulate harm themselves?

Which one of them is not smarter than you?

Why do they all live in the city and not come to the countryside to farm?" "Today there are two big chapters, each with more than 3,000 words, a total of more than 6,000 words. I beg you to vote for must-read and urge me to update. I will continue to work hard and write more tomorrow."