Chapter 878

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Old Zhang, rest assured, we'll help you keep an eye on your son."

Zhong Hongtao said this.

Zhang Zhongtian nodded slowly, finally relaxing slightly.

Only then did he begin to hand over the village matters:

"On the Village Committee side, there actually isn't much recently. The tap water reservoir needs cleaning once a year. As for the Cultural Room, you have to go pull weeds when you have time, otherwise weeds will quickly grow over the entire plaza outside the Cultural Room."

Wang Erhai nodded, recording it in his notebook:

"Okay okay, I'll go handle it when I get a chance."

Zhang Zhongtian spoke again:

"Shanggou Village Primary School, a sanatorium wants to rent that plot of land. I've already made contact. You go handle it later. For the Village Committee, that also counts as a not-insignificant revenue source."

Wang Erhai nodded, then lowered his head and wrote this down.

Zhang Zhongtian said further:

"Also, the village homestead land confirmation is only half done. Many households' homestead land still hasn't been confirmed. You must finish this before Spring Festival. If it's not confirmed this year, starting next year it will be classified as illegal construction. Satellites will spot it, and it will be demolished. Some who work outside and have no one at home — you have to contact them and have them come back when free to handle it."

Wang Erhai nodded:

"Okay okay, I'll follow up on this."

"Also, the low-income household matter. Low-income households can now apply for free bus cards. You have to go help them with that too. The village elderly can't manage it themselves……"

Zhang Zhongtian and Wang Erhai talked a lot.

Wang Erhai recorded everything one by one in his notebook.

At this moment he discovered that being a Village Committee Secretary isn't easy at all — there's actually this much work to do.

And these tasks are all very trivial, requiring a lot of patience to communicate.

All these years, Zhang Zhongtian managed to keep the village running in an orderly fashion — truly not easy.

Although many people say he uses the village official title to line his own pockets.

But one cannot deny he has done quite a few real things for Shanggou Village.

The Cultural Room construction, the tap water construction, the village road paving — these are all solid, tangible achievements.

"What needs doing is about this much."

After half an hour passed, Zhang Zhongtian finally finished handing over work to Wang Erhai.

He also said to Wang Erhai:

"If there are other matters, and I think of them later, I'll call and tell you."

Wang Erhai nodded:

"Okay okay."

Right then, Zhang Zhongtian's mobile phone rang.

It was a strange number.

Zhang Zhongtian glanced at it and hung up.

He generally doesn't answer stranger calls.

But just after hanging up, that stranger called again.

Zhang Zhongtian was stunned, only then did he answer.

"Hello, who is this? What's the matter?"

A voice came from the other end:

"You're Zhang Zhiqiang's dad, right? Your son's in trouble. Hurry to the County Hospital."

Zhang Zhongtian was shocked:

"What happened to him?"

The person on the phone said:

"He was riding a motorcycle outside, hit someone, knocked the other person's intestines out. He himself is unconscious too. The specific situation I can't say clearly. You hurry to the County Hospital!"

Zhang Zhongtian was instantly struck as if by lightning, a "boom" in his mind.

His whole person froze.

"Old Zhang, what's wrong?"

Zhong Hongtao saw Zhang Zhongtian's complexion was off and asked carefully.

"My son's in trouble……" Zhang Zhongtian's lips trembled. He hurriedly stood up. "I have to go to the County Hospital."

But just as he stood, his whole body swayed. Wang Erhai supported him in time, only then did he not fall to the ground.

"Uncle Grandpa Zhang, why don't we go with you! On the road there'll be someone to look after you too!"

Wang Erhai proactively proposed going together.

Zhang Zhongtian did not refuse, because he knew right now he really needed someone by his side, otherwise he himself would find it hard to hold on.

"Okay okay, then let's set off quickly!"

So Wang Erhai drove Zhang Zhongtian's BMW, carrying Zhang Zhongtian and Zhong Hongtao, heading to the County Hospital.

Why didn't Zhang Zhongtian drive himself?

Because his health is too poor — he can't even drive a car anymore.

Arriving at the County Hospital, Zhang Zhongtian saw his son, covered in blood, wearing an oxygen mask, fallen into a coma — dead or alive, no one knew.

Even worse, the family members of the person Zhang Zhiqiang had hit to death had also arrived at the hospital by now; that group of family members, upon learning Zhang Zhongtian was the perpetrator's father, surrounded him, not letting Zhang Zhongtian leave.

The deceased's mother screamed hysterically:

"Give me back my son, my son was only 20 years old, and just like that he's gone! From childhood on he always followed the rules! He crossed the road on a green light, so why did this kind of thing still happen!"

Zhang Zhongtian's whole person was in a dumbfounded state.

Even with his deep scheming, even with his strong ability to handle affairs.

Facing this sudden accident, he was also stunned stupid.

For a moment he couldn't utter a single word.

It was still Zhong Hongtao and Wang Erhai who stepped out to steady the situation.

"Fellow villager, no one wants this kind of thing to happen, we will certainly help you handle it properly."

Zhong Hongtao spoke thus.

"Who do you think you are, how can you handle it properly, the one who died is my son, not your son!"

The deceased's mother was still screaming frantically.

Wang Erhai hurriedly said:

"Auntie, please don't get excited first, let's discuss this properly, rest assured, we won't run away."

Under Zhong Hongtao and Wang Erhai's patient appeasement, the deceased's family members only then stabilized their emotions slightly.

The police arrived soon.

Learning that on the perpetrator's side there was Zhong Hongtao aligning, the police feared the matter would be hard to handle, so they pulled Zhong Hongtao aside and said a couple of words in private:

"Mayor Zhong, what relationship do you have with that Zhang Zhiqiang?"

Zhong Hongtao spoke truthfully:

"No relationship at all, he is the son of Shanggou Village's Village Committee Secretary, I happened to be in Shanggou Village on business, ran into this matter, so came along together; you handle it however you should handle it, just act according to the law."

Hearing this, the police only then relaxed slightly:

"Alright then, I'll act according to the law; the perpetrator drove a motorcycle and ran a red light, which caused this traffic accident, full responsibility definitely can't be escaped, if the victim's family's forgiveness can't be obtained, he might even have to sit in prison."

Zhong Hongtao nodded:

"Mm, I still say the same thing, just act according to the law."

Zhong Hongtao couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Zhang Zhongtian really is too unlucky.

Earlier his daughter-in-law hanged herself in suicide, later he himself was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, and now his unpromising son has stirred up such a huge disaster.

Not only did he get himself seriously injured, he also hit and killed someone.

These unlucky things, in just half a year, one after another smashed into the Zhang family!

This kind of situation is hard to explain clearly with science.

No wonder some people believe in metaphysics.

Believe in those invisible, intangible ghost-and-god theories.

Perhaps, in this world there truly is an invisible, intangible hand controlling everything.

Karmic retribution is not groundless talk.