Chapter 219, do you know the seriousness of the matter? !
Since embarking on the journey back to his hometown, everything Cohen Puglia has seen and heard is beautiful.
He was thinking about his future life all the way.
But what he didn't expect was that the discord he heard for the first time came from his own home.
So my house is on fire?
He suppressed the anger in his heart and stopped outside, listening to the conversation inside.
"...the borrowing fees for agricultural machinery, land taxes, and capitation taxes have been reduced as much as possible for you. Don't be disrespectful."
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir...but..." his father's rather cowardly voice came from inside, "The bulletin board posted in the village before, and the official from the provincial capital, don't mean that these are free of charge. Is that true? We are all agricultural workers from now on, and the benefits and subsidies we receive are all ours. The means of production are publicly owned and can be used by everyone. Moreover, the food produced is not ours, it is all owned by the public. Yes, what we receive is our own benefits and allowances... Why do we have to use our own allowances to pay for these expenses? ”
"Oh, old man Priya, you are eloquent now, aren't you?"
"The master who came from the provincial capital, a year or two ago, was all muddy, is he worthy of being called master?"
"What other announcements are there? Let's go take a look. Is there any announcement posted on it now?"
Another burst of scolding came.
Cohen Puglia's face became extremely cold, but his eyes were so hot that he seemed to be spitting fire.
He half turned his head and looked at Momo, as if asking what was going on.
Momo looked a little embarrassed and his eyes wandered.
He hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "I don't know why the master's people just happened to come to your house today... So what, Brother Cohen, I have some other things, I will help you with them. Leave it here, let’s talk about it later..."
Obviously, this person named Momo didn't really want to get involved in this matter, so he ran away quickly.
Priya didn't have time to stop him and ask any more questions. In the room, his old father's voice sounded again:
"But... my son is coming back soon. Cohen went to fight for the governor and broke one of his hands. We have to keep the remaining allowance at home, otherwise what will we do in the future... ah..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of 'pop' and his father's scream.
"It's shameless, right?"
Hearing this, Cohen was filled with rage and had no courage to wait outside any longer.
He pushed open the door and entered the house.
After a quick glance, he saw his younger brothers and sisters huddled in the side room, peeking through a crack in the door; he saw his mother sitting next to him crying, and his father who had just been slapped and covering his face. I saw three arrogant men.
He knew these three people.
They were all the so-called 'masters', the manservants of the former owner of Weire Farm. They don't farm or work, and they concentrate on serving the owner of the manor, Mr. Chickering, who used to be the leader of the manor's militia.
Now, Master Chiklin no longer has ownership of Weire Manor, but he still relies on the policy of the Alliance when it adapted the Qinggu Mutual Aid Association, and transformed himself into the chief executive of Weire Farm. And under its operation, the former male servants became civil servants in the village and town-level administrative unit of the farm.
Outside the door, Priya had probably understood the whole story.
It's just that Chiklin and his gangsters still regard Weire Farm as their private property; those who stay on the farm and do not move away are still his slaves.
The so-called agricultural machinery usage fees, land taxes, capitation taxes...these are all things that the Alliance does not have, but this guy has established his own name and collected them with the administrative power of the government.
Will the taxes and fees collected be handed over to the alliance?
That obviously won't happen.
They even dare not touch the output of the land. Because after the reform in Beiqing Valley, all land is state-owned. How can they dare to take anything from the alliance government?
But from the hands of serfs... oh, now they are agricultural workers, they still have the courage to rob their allowances and welfare rations.
And it's huge.
Now, Priya is very angry.
He was not only angry at the unbearable treatment of his family, not only angry at the slap his father received, but also angry at the subversive challenge to his ideals.
Although he only spent a few months in the army, he deeply recognized that he paid the price of his half-disabled body in order to fight for the happy life of all the people of Angry Owl and to break the cannibalism formed in the wasteland environment. environment, in order to rebuild a better home.
This is a glorious mission, and he regrets that he cannot continue to fight for this great cause in the army.
And when he returned to his hometown and continued his great career in his hometown in another way, he saw this scene.
This is a betrayal of the ideals of the Alliance, a subversion of the Governor's declaration, and a humiliation to countless people who have risked their lives for the entire planet!
He asked calmly in anger: "Who beat my father?"
The man in the lead looked up and down at this half-disabled man with a completely different temperament, and had some impression: "Cohen?"
"It's me, who did it just now?"
"I moved, how do you feel?" A person appeared next to him.
There was a crisp sound of 'pop', and Priya's intact left hand slapped over.
It’s true that he broke a hand, but he was trained in a magical recruit camp and worked on the battlefield for three months with real swords and guns. The veteran who held at least seven or eight lives in his hands was fighting to conquer the enemy. The sharp knife that can be chosen for difficult tasks such as bunkers.
The missing hand is gone, but the remaining one is still very strong.
The man was well prepared, but he still couldn't dodge or block him. He received a solid slap and was knocked to the ground. He was so helpless that he couldn't stand up.
Seeing this, the other two people rushed towards Priya.
But the two of them were no match for Puglia, a semi-disabled veteran. They were all knocked to the ground by one hand after three strikes and five divided by two.
At the end, the three of them could only support each other and ran away in a mess.
"It's amazing to be a soldier for a few months, right? You're back with a broken hand and a blind eye. You're a useless person! Just wait for me!"
Before leaving, I didn't forget to say a harsh word.
……
After those guys were beaten away, the younger brothers and sisters who were hiding in the house ran out and hugged their older brothers on the left and right. The father put down his hands and looked at the broken hands and disabilities that had been left home for many months. Shangya's son was so changed that he didn't know what expression to show; his mother wiped away her tears and walked up to him, stroking his stumps and the injured half of his face, and burst into tears.
Cohen Puglia comforted his younger siblings and sent them back to their rooms. Only then did he have time to talk to his parents.
At this moment, the mother had put away her tears, but when she saw his right hand, she still showed a sad expression: "You should not have been allowed to serve as a soldier at that time!" "Don't do this, Mom." Cohen pretended to be relaxed. Said, "I have never regretted becoming a soldier. In the east, there are more people like us who need help, and we are here to liberate them. What's more Well, although I didn’t come back with all the requirements, I did come back anyway, and the army’s policies are pretty good. I brought a lot of pension money, which was enough for us to renovate the house and buy a lot of things, including our own. Farm machinery... I am still at the level of E9, which is higher than most people in the farm. Life will be easier in the future.”
"I would rather you have nothing at all than the pension."
Cohen had already anticipated his mother's reaction. A mother who loves her son must feel so.
He could only continue to persuade her with good words, and his mother's mood gradually improved.
At this moment, his father spoke worriedly: "Today, you beat Master Chiklin's people away, and they will not let it go."
Cohen turned his head and responded: "Yes, I think so. However, the world now belongs to the Alliance, and it is not the time for him to cover the sky with one hand. I will write a letter later and have someone send it to Beigu when a caravan passes by. The city’s Veterans Security Bureau will take care of it.”
He seemed confident when he said this.
That's exactly what he thought.
"What will happen then?"
"That Chiklin will definitely be punished, and our entire farm will no longer have to be oppressed and humiliated by him."
After hearing this, his father did not become happy. Instead, he sighed and said, "If you ask me...otherwise we should give them the money, and at most we can make amends to those people who were injured by you today." Apologize? If you knew that you had so much pension and retirement pension, the allowance they asked for was not much, so just give it to them..."
"What are you talking about?" Cohen was very dissatisfied. "How can you encourage that bastard's arrogance? Although the pension is generous, I paid for it with one hand. No matter how much it is, I can't give them more! You two This allowance is earned by hard work in the fields, no matter how small it is, it cannot be given to him.”
Old Priya wanted to say something more, but was stopped by his son: "Okay dad, no need to say more, I will write a letter right away, that guy can't live for a few days."
Afterwards, the Priya family put aside their worries and had a reunion dinner, and chatted together for a long time.
He also wanted to help his mother clean up, but was stopped.
"How can you help when you're like this? Go and rest."
Cohen did not force himself and returned to his room.
The newly built wooden house at home is quite large. In order to make it easier to work in the fields, the wooden house is located on the edge of the manor. There is a lot of open space around it, and because the wood is very cheap in special times, the problem of children starting a family was taken into consideration when it was built. The area is not small, and it is divided into many Room.
Back in the room, Cohen took out the pen and paper he brought back and started writing.
Before leaving home, Cohen Puglia only knew a few words and was considered semi-literate; during the few months in the army, he also made a lot of progress in culture. The army also gave them stationery, including diaries and pens and ink.
It's a little difficult for Cohen to write a colorful article; but if he writes things clearly with his heart and common words, it won't be a big problem.
Even if he writes a little slower, he has nothing else to do now.
He recorded in detail in his diary what he saw and heard on his way back home, the angry things he encountered when he returned home, and his thoughts about them.
Along the way, I have seen the great changes in the Beiqinggu area, and I feel happiness and expectation;
Seeing the remnants of the old era, the anger and pain when it still breaks out in Weire Farm;
The rejection of these shameful people and the expectations for the alliance;
He wrote many words eloquently, and it took a long time. It was already late at night, and he was still writing under the light.
He wants to put all these things into words.
When the time comes, it should be feasible to tear off this part of the diary and pay some allowance to the driver to help deliver the letter when the caravan passes by.
If it doesn't work, just go to Chatan City by yourself.
Anyway, now that the road is clear, it will only take two or three days.
I'm just worried that if I'm not at home, my parents will be in danger.
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a strange movement coming from outside.
Having just been discharged from the army, his alertness was still there.
He opened a crack in the window and looked outside, and saw the aberration.
There are no high-level ones, they are all ordinary cannon-fodder-type aberrations with only melee capabilities, but at a glance there are at least twenty of them!
Why were there so many aberrations that almost surrounded their home?
He threw the diary under the bed and quickly got up, planning to wake up his family.
But at this moment, the tightly bolted wooden door of his house was smashed open.
He looked around and saw a somewhat familiar figure running away in a hurry. Before he could pursue him any further, two aberrations with ropes tied to their bodies, but now loosened, rushed over from the door.
Cohen subconsciously wanted to draw a gun and fight, but at this moment, he was unarmed and had no hands.
……
"The story I want to tell is over."
Milia De Jong took a long breath and closed the diary in her hand.
She and her teammates are from the team code-named "Demon Hunters" directly under the Alliance's Supreme Court. There are twenty people in their team, and they are responsible for going south to investigate the corruption situation in Beiqinggu Province
Milia De Jong raised her head and stared at her brother-in-law in front of her.
"Chief Jason Morgan, what do you think after listening to this story?"
Because of the busyness of the past few months, Jason Morgan, whose hair had begun to grow gray at a young age, put down his slightly trembling hands from the table.
He was silent for a moment and said: "I am very sad."
"What else?"
"I'm sorry."
"What else?"
"I feel guilty."
Milia De Jong slammed the table and said: "It's all perfunctory! Do you know that within your jurisdiction, there are widespread cases of malfeasance, corruption, and even officials murdering civilians?! What I said This incident is definitely not an isolated case in the three million square kilometers of Beiqing Valley! Do you know the seriousness of the matter? ”
(End of chapter)