C4 Something Happened

In the afternoon, Yang Chenxi came back. When she entered, she pulled Yang Chenxuan's arm and acted like a spoiled child. "Brother, where is the thing you promised me? You said you would bring it back for me during the summer vacation!"

Yang Chenxuan was stunned. His memories were all from 2019. He did not remember what he had to bring back for his sister.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he immediately understood. It was a journal of The Voice and Story Club. Every time he was on vacation, he would lend his sister one or two books to read.

Yang Chenxuan quickly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't lend them to you. I'll bring you to buy them some other day."

Yang Chenxi was suddenly a little unhappy. She stared at Yang Chenxuan for three seconds and said, "Forget it, I borrowed two books myself!"

Yang Chenxuan looked at his naive and childish sister. He felt sorry for her. No one would have thought that his sister had a boyfriend when she was in college. After an abortion, she was infected and had to perform a uterine surgery. She would never have a child that belonged to her in her lifetime.

In this life, Yang Chenxuan would never allow such a thing to happen.

Yang Chenxuan thought this in his heart, and a doting smile appeared on his face. "Lend it to me!"

"I will go and get it for you!" Yang Chenxi took out two thin 'Story Club' books from her bag and handed them to Yang Chenxuan. "Where's Mom?"

Yang Chenxuan took the book. "Digging sand in the river. The piece next to our field should be back soon!"

"I'll go and take a look! When I came back, I saw that there were a lot of people upstream. I thought I was catching fish!" Yang Chenxi said and ran out of the house.

Yang Chenxuan looked at his sister's back for a long time before he looked away.

He opened the story meeting and did not see a single page. He realized that he had already read this episode.

Yang Chenxuan was a civil servant in his previous life. He was the division chief of the Clearwater Department. Whenever he had nothing to do, he liked to read books and newspapers. He even submitted his own drafts.

He was considered to be half a pen stick for entertaining himself.

He had read some of the more famous magazines. He had also read the electronic versions of the old ones.

Because he had read them, he remembered most of them. It seemed that he would soon be able to read them. When he flipped the pages again, he saw a "Recruitment Notice." He suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He could submit it!

Yang Chenxuan was very familiar with the story styles of all kinds of magazines, such as Story Club. Nowadays, articles that liked to reflect the suffering of the people at the bottom of society were mostly tragedies. If you wanted to steal something like this for him, the rate of passing would be much higher.

With the foundation of reading and writing in his previous life, the writing problem isn't too big. If it's a story, you can copy it.

When he thought about it, he immediately did it. Yang Chenxuan threw the matter of selling sand to the back of his mind and started composing.

For the next month, Yang Chenxuan had to write six to seven thousand words every day. It was not just the Story Club. For example, there were submissions for The Awareness, The Literature of Readers, and The Ancient Legends.

The main reason for The Ancient Legends was to submit a long story and shamelessly plagiarize the plot of Kunlun, which belonged to Great God Feng Ge.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed. Yang Chenxuan was busy writing every day and did not ask about digging sand at all.

"Brother... Dad is arguing with someone. Quickly go and help!" Yang Chenxi hurriedly ran into the house and pulled Yang Chenxuan along as she ran.

Yang Chenxuan quickly threw down his pen and ran towards the river with his sister. "What happened?"

"The car that Dad talked about was stopped, so Dad went to argue..." Yang Chenxi told him everything as she ran.

The second day after Yang Chenxuan closed his door and wrote his draft, the second "Sand Digging Team" joined. They did not have Yang Xiuyuan's connections, so they stopped the car on the road. They did not expect it to be effective.

The success of the second team made many people in the village jealous. On average, one person could earn nearly ten dollars!

In this era, three yuan a day in the countryside was a high salary. Yang Xiuyuan was considered to have a high income as a small worker. If ordinary people wanted to do it, they had to be willing to take it.

Therefore, in a short month, more than a dozen teams poured into digging sand. One. The team "occupied" an area in the river. Those who had the way, they would discuss it with others in advance. The car would come and pull, and those who had no way would go and stop the car on the road.

No matter what, once there were more people, the competition would be huge.

Yang Xiuyuan's family, which he had agreed on, had been pulling the river sand. But today, the car was stopped by a group of people. They stuffed two cents worth of "Wild Tea Mountain" cigarettes into the driver's bag. The driver put away the cigarette and went directly to stop pulling the river sand.

After Yang Xiuyuan discovered it, he immediately went to argue. As soon as he came and left, they quarreled.

When Yang Chenxuan arrived, the river had already become very noisy. It was basically divided into two factions.

Yang Xiuyuan's faction had their own ways. There were a few people who could find an order, and there were a few who were on good terms with him. There were fewer people.

The other faction had nothing to do with it. They relied on "blocking the road" to sell sand.

A group of people were shouting and yelling. They were all holding spades and hoes, and they were about to start fighting.

Yang Chenxuan walked up and heard his father pointing at the leader of the group and shouting, "You guys are robbing business like this. Do you still have any face?"

The leader of the group was the first person in his previous life to dig up sand. He was not tall and was in his thirties. Because he had been farming for a long time, his skin was dark and he looked very energetic.

Wu Daxiang cleared his throat and shouted, "If the driver is willing to pull the sand wherever he wants, it has nothing to do with you. If you don't know how to behave, who do you blame? A person like you deserves to be bullied! "

Yang Xiuyuan's people started to help to argue, "Wu Daxiang, what nonsense are you talking about? This is your fault first!"

"What did we do wrong? Did we sell you sand? The car is on the road. Aren't you going to stop it? "

"You clearly know that it's Yang's family's car, yet you still deliberately stuffed cigarettes into it. This is shameless, raised by dogs and pigs!"

"Say it again!"

"A dog gave birth to a pig raised by a pig!"

"F * ck you!"

The two sides had come and returned, and with this scolding, both sides began to get excited. They were about to start fighting.

Yang Chenxuan shouted, "Stop!"

However, a group of people were roaring furiously. Not many people could hear Yang Chenxuan's voice.

Yang Chenxuan walked towards a tractor parked at the side. He picked up a few fist-sized stones from the ground and threw them into the tractor. He also climbed up, grabbed a stone, and smashed it twice on the tractor.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

These two loud sounds finally "stunned" the villagers.

Yang Chenxuan casually threw two large stones into the car and shouted loudly, "It's already a bunch of fucking adults, not as thorough as a teenager like me! In order to sell a cart of sand, you insist on beating a few people to death?"

"Damn, Xuan Ya Zi, get lost for your father!" Wu Daxiang roared angrily, not even looking at Yang Chenxuan.

Yang Chenxuan threw a stone at Wu Daxiang.

Wu Daxiang and the others were furious, they wanted to attack.

Yang Xiuyuan was extremely anxious. He was really afraid that Wu Daxiang would go and hit his son, so he wanted to stop him as soon as possible.

Yang Chenxuan sneered. Blue veins popped out on his face, and he looked like a mad devil. "Trying to act tough with your father? Fight! If he killed one and injured a group, he would send all of them to jail. Little Xi, go and call the police. Arrest all of these bastards into the police station!"

Yang Chenxuan took out three yuan from his pocket and handed it to his sister beside the car. This money was sent by him and his mother.

Yang Chenxi had never seen her brother get so angry before, so she was a little confused. "Really... really go? Mom and Dad are inside too!"

When they heard that they were going to call the police, everyone was shocked. They stood where they were and looked at Yang Chenxuan.

Yang Chenxuan stuffed the money into Yang Chenxi's hands and said loudly, "Go now. There is a phone in the neighboring village! If they called the police now, it would not be a big deal. At most, they could go in and teach him a lesson. If they really started a fight, it's all hoes and spades. Who knows who will be beaten to death? Go quickly! "

Yang Chenxi turned her head and looked at her parents." Then... Then what should I say? "

"Just say that the Lower Bay Village villagers were fighting. Wu Daxiang killed a few villagers."

When Wu Daxiang heard that, he immediately became anxious. "F * ck your ancestors. Yang Chenxuan, don't spread rumors!"

Yang Chenxuan signaled his sister to leave. He stood up and shouted at Wu Daxiang, "Didn't you want to fight? If you don't kill two people, how can you unleash your Qi? I just wanted to inform the police in advance to arrest you and shoot you. Leave an old man and a child in the village to die!"

Yang Chenxi hesitated and left. Wu Daxiang immediately became anxious and ran towards Yang Chenxi. "Sister Xi, stop right there."

Yang Chenxuan grabbed the stone and threw it at Wu Daxiang. The fist-sized stone flew past Wu Daxiang's head and hit the sand pile.

Wu Daxiang was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. "Are you crazy? Even if you call the police, your parents will be caught!"

Everyone looked at Yang Chenxuan.