Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 772: Dare not take action

Ye Changqing felt unfair for Ma Weiren. This man had both intelligence and ability.

But he was born in the Ma family.

The four older brothers were admitted to universities and went to the city one by one.

He was just too kind-hearted and felt sorry for his father's difficulty in supporting four college students.

So I dropped out of school.

Also, my father had a conflict with Zhang Jiangang.

Just because of his kindness and filial piety, he ended up in this situation.

After he was released from prison, even the woman he loved most looked down on him.

He became even more determined to help.

Ma Weiren shouted a few words, walked to the wall, kicked it a few times, and cursed like a madman: "Fuck your mother, fuck your mother, I fuck your mother..."

His face flushed, his emotions were agitated, and he cursed with all his might.

This is the sentence that is repeated over and over again.

It seems that only this sentence can vent the anger in my heart.

And it seemed that because of anger, he couldn't think of any new words.

After cursing for a while, he stopped and stared at the wall, panting and dazed. After staring for a long time, he suddenly turned to Ye Changqing and said, "I want you to help me."

Ye Changqing was waiting for this sentence: "Okay, what do you say?"

Ma Weiren frowned and thought for a while before saying, "I haven't thought about it yet."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back.

Ye Changqing followed behind: "We need to think about it carefully." The two of them walked back along the same path.

When he was almost at the door of his house, Ma Weiren suddenly quickened his pace.

There were several workers working in front of his house. Some were cutting the cement floor with power tools, while others were using electric hammers to break up the cement blocks that had been cut into small pieces.

Others were using shovels to load cement rubble onto a three-wheeled truck.

Ma Weiren trotted over and asked, "What are you doing?"

The road was being dug right in front of his house. If a deep trench was dug, he wouldn't even be able to get out of the house.

A man in his thirties stopped his electric hammer and said to Ma Weiren, "There's something wrong with this section of the road. We need to dig it up and repair it."

Ma Weiren got angry when he heard this: "It's such a big road, and only the section in front of our house has problems?"

The man looked a little embarrassed: "It's like this." Ma Weiren suppressed his anger and asked: "How deep do we have to dig, and how many days will it take to repair it?"

The man looked at Ma Weiren coldly: "It needs to be dug three meters deep. As for when to make the changes, I am only responsible for digging the road. As for when to repair it and who will repair it, it has nothing to do with me."

Three meters?

Ma Weiren looked at the area drawn on the ground. It was five meters long and three meters deep in front of his house. This meant that people were not allowed to go out.

He flew into a rage and yelled at the workers who were still working: "Stop work, stop work immediately, everyone stop!"

The workers glanced at him indifferently and continued their work.

Hiss, hiss, hiss～～

The cutter continued to cut the cement pavement, and the water used to cool the cutter was thrown out by the high-speed rotating cutter and turned into water mist.

Two men with shovels were loading gravel onto the truck. The man who had just spoken to Ma Weiren said, "We are laborers, and we work to earn a living.

If you let us stop, what will I eat, and what will my wife and children eat?

If you have any questions, go to the leader. The leader said this, and this is the only way we can proceed with the construction."

Ma Weiren was furious when he heard this: "What does your leader have to do with me?

You are digging the road in front of my house

Stop it, stop right now."

The man looked at Ma Weiren with a gloomy expression: "We are just doing our work, aren't you making things difficult for me?

Don't make things difficult for us hard workers!"

Ma Weiren roared angrily: "You dug up the road in front of my house.

I can't even leave the house. I have no way out. Am I making things difficult for you, or are you just not giving me a way out? "

The man glanced at Ma Weiren indifferently and said, "Don't yell at me. What does it have to do with me whether you have a way or not?

I'm just working.

I repeat, if you have any questions, go find the leader."

After saying that, he took the electric hammer and pressed the switch on a piece of cut cement stone.

The alloy drill bit hit the cement stone again and again at high speed.

The hard cement stones broke into countless small stones.

Ma Weiren felt like he was the cement stone used for paving the road, being smashed to pieces by the ruthless electric hammer.

He stepped forward and unplugged the power strip.

The electric hammer stopped working instantly.

The chainsaw also stopped.

All the people working on the construction stopped what they were doing and looked at Ma Weiren.

The man who had just spoken to Ma Weiren loosened his grip, and his electric hammer fell into the pile of rocks with a bang.

He took off his gloves and walked towards Ma Weiren with a fierce look on his face: "I explained to you, this is my job, I rely on this to support my family.

If you have any fucking problems, go find your boss.

You don't go to the leader, but you have to trouble me, are you looking for death?"

Ma Weiren looked at the man in shock.

Just now, this man was still complaining about his difficulties in supporting his family. He was even embarrassed to say anything too harsh.

I didn't expect that the other party, who was just a worker with his own difficulties, would suddenly become so cruel.

It's like a dog that suddenly turns into a hungry wolf.

It was a little hard for him to adapt: ​​"Were you sent by Zhang Jiangang?"

The man looked at Ma Weiren with disdain: "Yes, he sent it."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, as if to say, I was sent by Zhang Jiangang, what can you do?

Ma Weiren was furious and asked, "He...he...he is going to dig up the road to my house?"

He simply couldn't believe that Zhang Jiangang could be so arrogant.

So much so that he even stuttered when speaking.

The man curled his lips with a sneer on his face: "Yes, I want to dig up the road in front of your house.

Leaving you with no way out.

What can you do?

Ma Weiren gritted his teeth and glared at the man, his eyes brimming with rage, ready to explode at any moment. One of his hands clenched into a fist.

The joints turned white because of squeezing too hard.

Seeing that Ma Weiren didn’t dare to make a move, the man became even more arrogant: “What are you looking at? Do you dare to make a move?

If you dare to make a move, we brothers will destroy you today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people nearby gathered around him.

Everyone stared at Ma Weiren with unfriendly eyes.

They looked like they were going to start a fight if they had a disagreement.

Ma Weiren gritted his teeth, his face flushed red with anger, and bloodshot lines like cracks intertwined in his eyeballs.

Blood-red eyes, like a beast.

He has reached the edge of sanity.

I kept shouting in my heart, I can’t do it, I can’t stay in jail anymore, I have to endure it…”

Seeing that Ma Weiren didn't dare to make a move, the man raised his hand and gently slapped Ma Weiren's face. Although the slap was not heavy, it was extremely humiliating.

He said disdainfully: "Coward, if you don't dare to do anything, just go back to your room...

......"

He had just said half of his words when a hand suddenly reached out from the side, grabbed his thumb, and pushed it down hard with the big hand.

Click~

Broken thumb

Ah ~

The man bent over and let out a sharp scream. He saw that his thumb was only connected to his hand by a layer of skin, and his palm was drooping.

Waves of pain like huge waves surged into my mind.

He seemed to be crazy, yelling at Ye Changqing: "You...you dare to attack me, I will kill you today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the shovel on the ground with his other hand and stabbed the sharp tip of the shovel at Ye Changqing's face. Ye Changqing dodged sideways, reached out and grabbed the iron-green wooden handle, and pulled it into his arms.

He snatched it away, raised it up, and hit the man on the head.

Woo~

The shovel fell with a sound of breaking through the air.

The man dodged in panic.

But it was too late, the edge of the shovel scraped his ear and landed on his shoulder.

bang~

With a dull thud, the man fell to the ground.

Then he screamed like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah~ my ears~"

His ear was scraped bloody by the shovel.

Blood flowed out, quickly staining a large area of ​​his clothes at the shoulder. Ye Changqing raised the shovel again, and with a clang, the iron handle broke off and fell onto the pile of rocks, making a crisp sound like iron colliding with stone.

Ye Changqing weighed the wooden handle of the shovel in his hand. It was too light. He threw away the handle, picked up the electric hammer on the ground, and walked towards the man.