C251 He Dragged Them to the Back of the Mountain to Feed the Wolves

That night, the wind was strong and strong, like a frightened herd of wild horses on a prairie, roaring, running wildly, letting out world-shaking roars, crazily sweeping across both sides of the Yellow River.

Because she got the truth from Ning Peng about her son at the mental health center, and also saw her son's handwritten letter, Wang Fang felt much more at ease. After taking care of Fan Xueli and falling asleep, she quickly fell asleep. It could be said that this was the sweetest and sweetest night she had slept during this period of time.

On the contrary, after reading her son's handwritten letter, Fan Youmin seemed to have a heavy heart. He had been sitting at the head of the hot bed, illuminating the dim lights and smoking one cigarette after another.

He had heard about the disk his son had mentioned in the letter, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. He did not know exactly what it was, so he could only follow the clouds. Perhaps, it was really a rare treasure.

According to the rumors in the village, in the morning a few days ago, a migrant called Wan Laifu dug out the treasure with a shovel when the land in the Yellow River was flat.

Later on, people said that Wan Laifu was beaten to death in order to fight for this treasure. The police arrested a few suspects who tried to hit him and they were also trying to find this treasure. In the end, no one knew for sure whose hands this treasure had fallen into.

This afternoon, he saw his son mention a disk in the letter and it was placed in his study. This made Fan Youmin very surprised, but he also boldly confirmed that this disk was the treasure relic that caused the murder at the Yellow River.

He did not expect that this disk would end up in his son's hands. Fan Youmin let out a long breath of smoke. He thought again, the Fan family had taken root at the Yellow River for more than 200 years and had never done any immoral things. Now, they were able to obtain this treasure. Perhaps, this was the blessing of the heavens.

In his vast and rich memories, his father, Fan Zhengkun, had been criticized many times in the 1960s and 1960s, and had even been unable to be counted. As long as there was movement, his father would be the first to bear the brunt.

The crime of criticizing his father was very simple. In the old society, he had been the leader of the older brothers, and he had done many evil deeds that harmed the common people, especially when he had always bullied the poor people, and had even forced Li Jizhen's father, Old Man Li, to death.

Every time there was a criticizing session, At that time, the secretary of the Fan Family's Crossing Team, Li Jizhen, was the first to rush onto the platform and scold and beat up Fan Zhengkun. Then, he faced all the people who participated in the criticizing session of the Mei Ban Club and complained about Fan Zhengkun's heinous crimes back then with tears streaming down his face.

On a rainy summer night when he was twenty years old, Li Jizhen held a deep hatred towards Fan Zhengkun, who was an enemy of his class. He held a sharp dagger in his hand and sneaked into the Fan Family's courtyard under the heavy rain without anyone noticing.

Before this, Li Jizhen was really Fan Zhengkun's henchman. Because he lost to Tang Biao, the youngest son of Tang Qingyuan, the leader of the Tang Gang, in the contest for the supply of goods. This caused his elder brother to lose a chance to earn big money and spread his name. After being beaten up by the furious Fan Zhengkun, He was sent to the back of the mountain, together with his father, Old Man Li. . . They were herding sheep for the Fan family.

Having been Fan Zhengkun's henchman for two to three years, Li Ji was very familiar with the layout of the Fan family's compound. It was just like the two houses he lived in at the back of the mountain. With his eyes closed, he could enter and exit freely.

On this rainy night, in order to get rid of Fan Zhengkun, who was an extremely evil enemy, and also to avenge all the poor people who were bullied by him, Li Jizhen had a firm will to revolution, and he did not care about his own safety. He sneaked into the Fan family's courtyard alone and wanted to kill this old man who had always been a tyrant.

Fan Zhengkun's sleeping room was located to the north of the courtyard. It was the most prominent and imposing room. Because of the sudden heavy rain that night, those bodyguards all hid in the house to drink and gamble. When Li Jizhen sneaked into the courtyard, he didn't meet anyone in the courtyard. It was very smooth.

When he tiptoed to the window outside Fan Zhengkun's bedroom, it was about 11 o'clock in the evening. At that time, there were no entertainment activities and it was raining heavily. Many people had already gone to bed early in the morning. Of course, Fan Zhengkun was no exception.

As the head of the Big Bro Association on both sides of the Yellow River, Fan Zhengkun basically had no hobbies. If one had to talk about interests and hobbies, then there was only one, and that was drinking. This hobby had been passed down from the ancestors for hundreds and thousands of years. 99% of the men in Daan loved drinking.

According to Fan Zhengkun, as a man born in the Yellow River, he did not know how to drink. He was not worthy of the four flamboyant words Yellow River Man. He might as well fall into the Yellow River and drown himself.

In his opinion, a man, especially a man who wanted to do something big, had to drink. Even if he didn't know how to drink, he had to learn how to drink. Furthermore, he had to be able to drink as much as the sea.

Along with the group of Yellow River men, the first revolutionary who had placed the red flag in the Water Spring Fortress, Old Xie, who was the one who had been famous in the history of Daan, he was also a life-and-death friend who drank and drank.

Li Jizhen was very clear about Fan Zhengkun's hobby. Hiding under the window outside the bedroom and listening to the soft and heavy snores inside, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud of himself.

Tonight, things went too smoothly. The heavens didn't rain early or late, allowing him to smoothly sneak into the Fan family's courtyard. At this moment, Fan Zhengkun was also drunk, sleeping soundly on the clay bed like a dead person. It was a good opportunity to make a move.

Therefore, Li Jizhen held the dagger tightly in a very excited and proud mood, just like those nocturnal heroes in the martial arts movies that were now on TV. He gently pushed open the door and flashed into the house.

Fan Zhengkun slept. No matter whether it was day or night, he never had the habit of closing the door, especially in his own courtyard. He was hired with great skills and skills from both inside and outside. There was no need to close the door and lock it.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Li Jizhen gently touched the edge of the clay bed. He aimed at Fan Zhengkun's chest, who was sleeping with his head facing the sky, and suddenly stabbed him. This stab had gathered all the strength in his body, and also the hatred that he had accumulated for many days. There was only one purpose, and that was to kill Fan Zhengkun with one stab.

However, a man's calculations were not as good as a god's. Li Jizhen did not expect that just as he was secretly proud of his goal, Fan Zhengkun suddenly woke up. He turned around and dodged the blade. Then, he suddenly kicked Li Jizhen in the chest and kicked him in the air.

Li Jizhen knew very well that if he fought alone with his martial arts, he would be able to defeat three or five young men like him, let alone himself. He would not be a match for this man who always knew how to be a dragon head.

In less than three moves, Fan Zhengkun would beat him to death. He was telling the truth. He had seen Fan Zhengkun kick the camel man who called himself Great Hero Tang from his shed to the riverbank five meters away, making him lie on the ground for a long time.

Therefore, Li Jizhen quickly got up from the ground. He endured the pain and ran out of the house as fast as he could. He followed the way back and ran out of the Fan family's courtyard in no time. Behind him, there was a fierce scream.

Originally, Li Jizhen thought that he had done it very cleverly. It could be said that other than him, no one else knew anything about it. After he finished his work, he returned to the back of the mountain and continued to herd sheep once the sun rose, without anyone noticing.

However, things did not go as he wished. Not only did he fail to achieve his goal in advance, but he was also seriously injured. Fan Zhengkun's kick was very heavy. He felt that his five viscera and six lungs had been shattered. In the middle of the night, there was nowhere else to go. He could only return to the back mountain to rest.

Not far away from the Fan family's courtyard, Li Jizhen was in so much pain that he could not bear it anymore. However, in the darkness, hearing the footsteps behind him, he did not dare to delay at all. He could only tightly hold his stomach and quickly return to the back of the mountain. Perhaps, he could avoid it and protect his little life.

At this moment, there was still no trace of regret in his heart. In order to take revenge for the vast number of poor people on both sides of the Yellow River, even if he had to pay with his own life, he would not regret it. Unfortunately, he could not kill Fan Zhengkun, this bully.

However, he did not expect that the next day, when the sun rose, he was sleeping on the bed when Fan Zhengkun led Xu Fu and the other brothers to find him aggressively.

Later, on account of his father, Old Man Li, Fan Zhengkun did not kill this Fan family worker, who was even more stubborn than him, on the spot. Instead, he ordered Xu Fu to bring Li Jizhen to a cliff and kick him down.

How did Fan Zhengkun recognize him? Although sixty years had passed, Li Jizhen still hadn't figured out how Fan Zhengkun had recognized him. However, he knew very well that this cliff was several feet high. Once he fell down, he definitely wouldn't be able to live. Moreover, the back mountain was full of wild wolves that appeared and disappeared unpredictably, a group of them. They were starving to death.

At this time, facing his life and death friend, Li Jizhen couldn't help but feel a strong sense of fear in his heart. He was also afraid of death. However, it was already too late, and it was too late.

Xu Fu's face revealed a sinister and cold smile as he disdainfully said, "Kid, today next year will be your first anniversary. " Immediately after, he explosively shouted and gathered all the strength in his right leg to kick the severely injured sheep herder Li Jizhen down the cliff.

Along with a wave of terrified and shrill screams, Li Jizhen's thin and weak body was like a kite with a broken string. After the summer rain, it was a very refreshing morning. Facing the bright sunlight that had just risen, he lightly flew down the cliff.

After an unknown amount of time, When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a very familiar face. This face had drunk with Fan Zhengkun many times in the Fan family's courtyard. He had also seen it many times, and it was none other than Old Xie, who had been in Guan Zhong.

"Li Zi, you cowardly child didn't die, you're still alive and well. " Old Xie sneered slightly and said very carelessly, "Fortunately, you met me. Otherwise, not to mention you, even if there were ten of you, they would have already entered the belly of a wild wolf. "

Later on, Li Jizhen thought about it many times but was unable to figure out how Old Xie saved him and also asked Old Xie many times. However, each time, Old Xie only smiled casually and said in a very casual tone, "It was your child's life that should not have ended and met me. "

Seeing that Old Xie had said it so easily and completely ignored this matter, Li Jizhen carefully thought about it and believed his words. Perhaps, it really was my life that I shouldn't have died. Otherwise, how could I have met Old Xie so coincidentally?

Later on, Li Jizhen discovered that Old Xie, this cold-hearted person in Guan Zhong, was very impressive. When he joined the group, he had already gathered two to three hundred people. They were all fierce people who were very famous on both sides of the Yellow River and were not afraid of death. There were also quite a number of brothers from the Elder Brother Association mixed in.

Later on, he followed Old Xie's group and secretly operated on both sides of the Yellow River. He activated those poor people who were not afraid of death and joined the revolutionary team. A few years later, he followed Old Xie and planted the red flag in the Water Spring Fortress for the first time.

During this period, he had also gone to the Fan Family Compound with Old Xie a few times. However, he did not know what was going on. Fan Zhengkun only smiled when he saw Li Jizhen and did not pursue the matter from before.

Very quickly, two months later, the military mutiny in the Water Spring Fortress ended in failure. The authorities also posted bounties everywhere, hunting down the revolutionary who dared to oppose their rule in the open and in the dark.

As long as they caught those who opposed their rule, they would not hesitate to kill them with a single shot. After the mutiny failed, many of the people who followed Old Xie either surrendered to the authorities or were shot to death by the authorities, or ran away without a trace.

The situation had suddenly changed, becoming very terrifying. When Old Xie saw that he had already exposed his identity and that there was no place for him to stand in Da An, he decided to go far away and return to his hometown, Shaanxi, to continue the revolution.

Before he left, he handed over Li Jizhen, who was very lucky to survive, to Fan Zhengkun. With a very serious expression, he reminded him to let this kid surnamed Li continue to herd sheep at the back of the mountain.

Not only did Fan Zhengkun nod in agreement to Old Xie, he also personally sent Old Xie to the Yellow River. Before boarding the boat, he tightly held Old Xie's hands and solemnly said a few words.

"Old Xie, you are a man, a true man. Younger brother admires you very much. Don't worry, as long as I, Fan Zhengkun, am alive, I will definitely do what I promised you. If you can't continue living in your hometown in the future, you can come to Da An to find me at any time.

When he said this, he looked at the Yellow River that was surging with a vigorous momentum. After a moment, he proudly said a very domineering sentence. "In the land of Daan, no one dares to touch a finger of me, Fan Zhengkun. "

Thus, just like that, Li Jizhen went to the back mountain and set up the sheep for the Fan Family once again. At this time, his father, Old Man Li, was already dead. It was Fan Zhengkun who paid for a coffin and buried this kind person.

However, in the 50s and 60s of the last century, the world had undergone a tremendous change. Everything that had happened in the past had been reversed, including people. It had also been reversed.

Back then, Li Jizhen, the sheep herder of the Li family, had become the first secretary of the Fan family's extradition team. He held great power in his hands, but Fan Zhengkun had become the subject of criticism. He was the leader of the older generation.

When they held a competition in the Mei Ban Club Grand theater, Li Jizhen said with tears streaming down his face that his father, Old Man Li, was killed by Fan Zhengkun. And he could not bear the cruel oppression of Fan Zhengkun. Under Old Xie's lead, he resolutely embarked on the path of revolution.