The village wife is so beautiful

Apart from a large bed and a cabinet, there are no other furnishings in the room.A dimly lit light bulb was hung on a wooden stick and was so smoked that the glass was invisible.

Under the light, the three girls huddled together like frightened animals, staring at Hu Cuizhu and the commune officials with wide eyes.They don't know what happened.

"Where did your mother go?" a commune cadre asked roughly.

The two younger girls cried with fright.The older girl shook her head blankly.

Hu Cuizhu took out some candy from her pocket and handed it to the crying baby girl.The two younger children peeled off the sugar paper and were about to eat. The older sister looked at Hu Cuizhu, took the sugar from the two younger sisters back and threw them outside the house angrily.

After a while, Li Aiguo and the others came down from the back mountain and said that they had not seen Yang Erliu and his wife.

Unfavorable, Zhao Deshun walked up and down the yard sternly, staring fiercely at the old house of Yang Erliu's house.

"Secretary, if you can run, the monk can't run to the temple. Demolish this house and see where he hides?" Li Aiguo had already guessed Zhao Deshun's intentions and said flatly.

"Look again, look again, or else the steakhouse will carry the pig out." Zhao Deshun tossed the cigarette butt and glanced over the face of the cadre in Datian Village.

"Yang Erliu, if you don't run out again, the commune will be exhausted." The brigade secretary didn't expect the matter to be so serious, so he jumped onto the low wall and shouted.

The hoarse voice of the brigade secretary echoed in the night, looking a bit miserable.

He curled his lips, yelled two more words, and someone responded to him.

"All of it, all of it, this is the end of the fight against the government." Zhao Deshun croaked with his arms folded.

"Secretary Zhao, can you be tolerant for two more days, from the folks in the village. If Yang Er sneaks back and sees his house is gone, he will look for us desperately." A brigade cadre said.

"No. His family is tolerant, and others are tolerant. How can the family planning task be accomplished?" Zhao Deshun remained unmoved.

Li Aiguo had already picked up the clothes-drying pole and poke the tiles. One tile fell beside the three girls and broke into five or six pieces with a click.The three girls cried loudly, each crying more miserable.Li Aiguo ignored the three girls and continued to poke. The tiles fell off, revealing the black rafters.A greenish-gray skylight leaked from the gap between the rafters.

Hu Cuizhu pushed the stone and asked him to act quickly.The stone is unmoved.Hu Cuizhu rushed in and pulled out the three little girls, and tore off the crumbling door panel of Yang Erliu's house.The three girls crawled into the house crying.Hu Cuizhu patted their ass a few times and threw them into the big wooden barrels that rolled out.

"What are you doing in a daze!" Zhao Deshun waved his hand, and the commune cadres swarmed up and used the farm tools under the eaves to make trouble at the old house of Yang Erliu's house.

The old house of Yang Erliu’s house was in disrepair for a long time, like a dying old man. How could it withstand the toss of the cadres. After a while, the tiles and boards were gone, and only a few big pillars stood in the night, like big ones. Skeleton of fish.

The voices of the three girls were crying and hoarse, and they kept coughing.

Stone never moved his hands, looking at everything in front of him, his heart felt cold.Hu Cuizhu ran over with sweat on his face, handed him a rake, and told him to pull the last ruined wall of his nephew.The stone snorted.

"Stone, everyone else has done it, and you can't be an exception." Hu Cuizhu whispered to him.

"I am not a bandit or robber." The stone snorted.

"Stone, I beg you. You don't even do anything, how can you explain it when you go back? Both of us are in charge of family planning." Hu Cuizhu was angry.

The stone took the nail rake in Hu Cuizhu's hand and rushed into a pile of rubble. He smashed it fiercely with the rake, making the rubble pierce and pierce. The smoke and dust flew up and the officials coughed.

"Stones, don't let go, you're just a tortoise with a shrunken head! Now the house is knocked down, come out to be positive." Li Aiguo threw the Penny into the ruins and clapped the dust on his hands triumphantly.

"Shishi, why don't you go in and do it before Zhou Cai?" Zhao Deshun was also not satisfied with his performance.

"I... I don't think this should be done in family planning work." Shishi said.

"What do you think? How many times have you run with Hu Cuizhu and have you done it? Stone, don't have illusions about these people. If you don't give them some color, they won't know how powerful the government is. Then you have to be more positive. "Zhao Deshun said.

Stone did not approve of Zhao Deshun's approach, and still promised, who made him his immediate superior.Zhao Deshun turned around and looked at the large pillars standing in the dark, and took a breath of smoke comfortably.Picking up the house of Yang Erliu's family will soon have a sensational effect, and no one can carry the government in the matter of family planning.

"Secretary Zhao, what about the three children of the Yang family?" a brigade cadre asked in a low voice.

"If you die, we will lose one more than one birth quota, let him alone." Zhao Deshun said nonchalantly.

"People...People..." The brigade cadre wanted to continue, but he was pushed back by the brigade secretary, and he swallowed the words back into his stomach abruptly.

After successfully destroying Yang Erliu's home, Zhao Deshun led his troops to the Black Tiger's home.Halfway through, a brigade cadre said he had diarrhea, and he went into the woods for a long time.It turned out that he secretly ran back to Yang Erliu's house to take care of the three children.

The news that Yang Erliu's house was being stripped had reached the black-skinned tiger's ears.His wife advised him to take himself away.The black tiger refused. His family had three ancestral houses and a large yard. The conditions were very good. He didn't want his ancestral business to be destroyed in his own hands.

The black-skinned tiger moved out of the big guillotine at home, took out the glutinous rice wine made last year, and sat at the door of his yard, eating wine and sharpening the knife.He opened his chest, showing strong muscles.The sharpening of the knife was particularly scary in the night.