Chapter One: Five Hundred Ducks Playing in the Water

  Zangma Mountain, majestic and steep. From the air, it looks like a galloping horse rushing eastward, as if drinking from the East Sea.

  Liangshan Village is located on the south side of Ma Pi, where the horse's tail just swings. If even gods are afraid of mosquitoes.

  The village of Liangshan has been led by the clan leader, then called Jiazhang, later called Village Head, Brigade Leader, Branch Secretary, and now renamed Village Director.

  For Liangshan Village, the sky is big and the earth is big, but the director is the biggest.

  At this time, Lao Shan Village Director Ma Changfu was puffing on a cigarette butt, looking at the dozens of acres of ponds under his feet with great passion.

  The sun is slightly west, and the pond is rippling with waves, as if a handful of silver had been scattered. Nima, how can this silver float on the surface of the water?

  In the pond, 500 ducks are playing in the water. There are also 500 ducks, Ni Ma, playing in the water.

  This pond was contracted to Yu Guilai, a villager from the mountain. Yu Guilai used to be the principal of the village primary school, and there was only one teacher in the village primary school. Later, the village primary school was cancelled, and all the children in the village went to the town primary school to study, so Yu Guilai lost his job. With two children studying at home, the expenses were not small, and Yu Guilai, who had some knowledge, asked Ma Changfu to contract this pond to raise ducks.

  After the ducks grew up, Yu Guilei also became sensible and would send one or two to Ma Changfu every now and then.

  The first year Ma Changfu didn't think much of it either. The duck was quite fat and the duck's buttocks were full of oil, which tasted good.

  The ducks in the pond are getting more and more, Ma Changfu feels that something is not right. He thinks to himself: "Damn it, I almost let you corrupt me with your small favors! What's the difference between one or two and thousands? I can still tell them apart, do you think I'm a wall director?"

  Today is a good day, Ma Changfu decided to come over in person. The pond is collective property, how can you monopolize it? As for the ducks raised in the pond, they are also collective property. Collective property cannot be lost.

  Four thatched cottages were built by the pond, where Yu Guizai and his family lived. His original house in the village had been sold to Ma Changfu at a price. This was also why Ma Changfu was willing to contract out the pond to Yu Guizai, which was not worth mentioning to outsiders.

  The village head is a person of status and usually doesn't use his own hands. Ma Changfu just glared, wouldn't the onlookers from Jiangyou Mountain retreat in haste?

  The phrase "retreat three houses" is what Ma Changfu learned from listening to storytelling. The storyteller also said that this is called "the strategy of defeating the enemy without fighting". Being a village head across the century, it's not easy! If you don't have some culture, you can't even become a decent village head!

  The villagers and the ducks all kept silent, no one dared to touch the village director's prestige. Some people whispered to each other, "It's also okay, the pond is for everyone, why let the surnamed Yu make a fortune in secret? Eating his ducks is like taking his mother's life..."

  Although Yu Guilai has been the principal for nearly thirty years, all the villagers who know a few characters are his students. But isn't the village school gone now? Besides, Cangma Mountain has always valued martial arts over literature since ancient times.

  Four sons of Ma Changfu stood in front of the thatched cottage. The four sons joined forces, and they had always been invincible in battle, which was also the reason why Ma Changfu was elected as the village head and re-elected for a long time. After all, it's a family affair to fight tigers, and father-son soldiers are on the battlefield!

  Yu Guilai stumbled forward, wanting to say something to Ma Changfu, but was kicked to the ground by Ma Changfu's eldest son, Ma Lao Da. He immediately fell to the side and started gasping for air, with a large muddy footprint on his white Zhongshan suit.

  "There were still eight years left on the contract, under the law—"

  A young man in his early twenties walked out of the thatched cottage, his figure was still quite tall and large, but his legs were trembling, and his voice was also shaking.

  Ma Changfu burst out laughing. He went to a university, but this stupid son of his became even more foolish! You talk about law with me? In this mountainous area, I am the law!

  The young man hadn't finished speaking when Ma Lao Er slapped him with a loud "slap", sending him flying into the door frame. With a thud, he hit the back of his head. The young man's eyes rolled back and he slid down along the door frame, leaving a trail of blood behind. Then his limbs began to convulse and white foam appeared at the corner of his mouth.

  "Ah——"

  The villagers watching from around shouted in unison, "You've killed someone?" This is the first university student in the history of Liangshan Village!

  "Old man is a coward, son is even more cowardly, walking will also hit the door frame!" Ma Changfu "Pfft!" spit out cigarette butts, turned back to the mountain people with his hands behind him, and suddenly raised several orders of magnitude of "eight king's gas", "You all saw it, huh?"

  The soy sauce crowd couldn't withstand the power of this "hmm", and they actually retreated one step in unison, with some even sneaking back into the village - what a lively scene, something's happened? This isn't what I reported to the government, I'm very busy, didn't see anything...

  The ferocity of the mountain people is not necessarily just towards outsiders, but also among themselves, where a single disagreement can lead to intense fighting. Fists and feet are blind, life and death are at stake, who can live to be 100 years old? At worst, they'll just pay for the funeral expenses.

  "Give me back my brother!"

  The clear and crisp sound of the oriole suddenly burst forth, and a 15- or 16-year-old girl rushed out of the thatched cottage, holding a three-pronged dung fork in her hand, stabbing fiercely at Old Man Ma!

  The little girl was very fast and recklessly stabbed towards Ma Lao Er, also with a few points of momentum.

  What's more, Ma Changfu's four sons were all seasoned veterans, and the second son was exceptionally fierce. Just as the second son dodged to one side, barely avoiding the shovel, he turned around and gave the girl a strong push from behind.

  The little girl was pushed out, stumbled and almost fell, the dung fork had already been grasped by Ma Lao San. Ma Lao San grabbed the dung fork, lifted his leg and kicked sideways, the little girl's dung fork slipped out of her hand, and she stumbled westward.

  On the west side was Ma Lao Si. Before the little girl could even pick up her feet, Ma Lao Si had already kicked his leg out and swept her to Ma Lao Da's place.

  Ma Lao Da naturally followed suit and kicked the little girl back to Ma Lao Er's side.

  "Hehehe!"

  The four Ma brothers fought together for a long time, cooperating tacitly, and just treated the little girl as a football, kicking her back and forth.

  The blind old woman from Guizhou rolled off the kang, sobbing and feeling her way out of the thatched hut, kowtowing in the direction of Ma Changfu. The gravel had cut open her forehead, blood streaming down her face, tears streaming down her face.

  "Stop hitting! Director Ma, please stop hitting, the pond will be returned to the village, the pond and ducks will all be yours..."

  Yu Guilai struggled to crawl to the door of the thatched hut, and helped up Blind Granny. The two old people faced each other and wept. His son saw that things were hopeless, this life was unbearable...

  Ma Changfu didn't even look this way. Another five hundred ducks, damn it, were also playing in the water.

  The onlookers from the mountain village had quietly dispersed. Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, no matter how big someone else's business was, they couldn't delay their own meal! They were originally planning to catch a couple of ducks in the chaos.

  That little girl had already disheveled her hair and clothes, revealing her pale and tender body.

  "Hehehe!"

  Such a fun thing can't end too quickly. The four Ma brothers are on the same page, and they all leave some strength in their feet to kick the ball for a while longer.

  The little girl gritted her teeth and glared with wide eyes, but never shed a tear, nor would she fall down, and whenever she had the chance, she would still throw another punch.

  However, her strength had already dissipated, and when she punched out, it only provoked the four thugs into bursting out laughing.

  Ma Changfu looked at her coldly, this girl's appearance was quite decent, but her butt was too small, not like she could give birth to a child. Otherwise, it would be worth considering the still unmarried fourth son. This is an alliance with the village director, can't casually promote them.

  "Spare me, stop hitting!" Yu Guilai also knelt down beside Blind Granny.

  The mountains close their eyes, and the cuckoo cries tears of blood.

  The sun seems to have sunk but still lingers, a strip of fiery red in the western sky.

  No one noticed that at this time, the young man moved slightly and struggled to sit up. His eyebrows were tightly locked, cold sweat dripping down, looking quite painful.

  "Little devil!"

  The young man suddenly burst into a loud shout, his voice cracking like gold and stone, completely unlike his usual weakness!

  The sound of drinking had barely fallen when the young man suddenly jumped up, his eyes wide open, with bloodshot eyeballs, and a fierce gaze.

  The village head Laozi has become a little devil? Ma Changfu heard this strange cry, turned his head to look over, and let out a sigh of relief.

  If someone really got killed, the cost would be unavoidable. Just now, Ma Changfu was counting ducks and thinking about which way to go. After a good fight, it's not a big deal, how many people die in mountain battles every year? However, this pond can't be taken back for the time being, and we have to shut up Yu Gui's mouth. What a loss! The expedition didn't start well!

  Since he's not dead yet, let's continue beating him! Ma Changfu is in a great mood.