People tend to do impulsive things when they are emotionally unstable. After doing these impulsive things and calming down, it is often easy to regret it.
For example, Wang Jianye now.
What he did on Nanshan Hill was completely a rush of anger to his head, and he lost his mind. The cause was the problem of the land. The public notice had been posted. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He felt that Wang Jianli was not a good person. He had promised before, but he had closed the border. He felt that the nearby villagers looked at him strangely, as if they were laughing at him. This made him, who had always been strong, very annoyed. In addition, his wife said some harsh words, so he directly slapped her. He did not expect that his wife, who usually did not dare to fart, would quarrel with him. She cried and scolded him for being incompetent. In a fit of anger, she went straight back to her parents' home. This made him even angrier.
"Wang Yao, you want to rob me of land? I will burn your Nanshan Hill!"
He directly filled a bottle of gasoline and took a lighter to the hill. Coincidentally, Wang Yao was not on the hill at that time, but the dog and the eagle made him suffer.
He began to regret it when he was bandaged in the hospital.
He did not know whether the fire burned or not, but he was injured. A large piece of flesh was torn off his wrist and thigh. There were four big bloody holes in his shoulder, and his bones were injured. There was a hole in his head, and he lost a lot of blood.
The doctor said that if he had come a little later, his life might have been in danger.
In order to vent his anger, he almost lost his life. If the fire had really been reduced, he would have added another crime, arson, which could be sentenced to prison.
So he regretted it and was afraid.
After all, he was just an ordinary person, not the kind of villain or ruthless person who killed and set fire without blinking.
But there was no medicine for regret in the world.
On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao applied the ointment on San Xian's wound. After applying the ointment, San Xian quietly lay in his kennel. He looked a little dispirited. He was no longer as ferocious as before. He had been injured by a knife and had lost a lot of blood.
"Well done, San Xian." Wang Yao gently stroked the dog's head.
"Have a good rest. I'll make you something delicious later."
He got up and went to the outskirts of the herb field. A large piece of land in front of him was already charred black. The area was not small. Surrounding the herb field, this side was lush green, while the other side was burnt bald. He still had some lingering fear. If the fire had really been extinguished, then this medicinal field and this forest would have been finished.
Fortunately, this formation was truly miraculous. Not only could it create illusions and gather spiritual energy, it also had a certain defensive function.
"Wang Jianye!" Wang Yao's eyes were cold.
This was the first time he had suffered such a major violation since he started planting herbs on Nanshan Hill. It was no different from setting fire to his house.
"Are you alright?" His parents had also rushed over. When they saw the charred area outside, their hearts skipped a beat.
"It's fine." Wang Yao smiled.
How could she let her parents worry about her?
"Let's go down the mountain," Wang Yao said after staying on the mountain for a while to make sure that there was no open flame and that it would not reignite.
San Xian still wanted to get up, but Wang Yao stopped him with a gesture.
"Recuperate well there."
"Da Xia, take care of him."
Caw! There was a cry.
On the treetops, Da Xia stood there like a loyal guard.
After going down the mountain, Wang Yao had a quick meal. Then he went out to buy some beef and chicken. He put some at home and left the rest at home.
There was an iron pot on the mountain. It was best to cook meat in a big pot.
The water was mountain spring water mixed with some ancient spring water. After washing the meat, he threw it directly into the pot. He also threw a few pieces of beef bones into the pot. He added a few Chinese herbs and filled it with firewood. After burning it vigorously, the fragrance of the meat floated out after a while.
In the brigade house of the mountain village, several village committee members gathered together and smoked silently. Their faces were gloomy.
There was no wall in the world that did not have a crack. The mountain village was so big. Since such a big incident had happened, several of them received the news in a relatively short time. Then, Wang Jianli anxiously called a few people to discuss the matter. This was a vicious incident. It needed to be reported to the higher-ups.
"Motherf * cker, is Wang Jianye crazy?!"
"Fortunately, the mountain fire did not start, and no one was hurt."
"Where is Wang Jianye?"
"He is still in the hospital. He was seriously injured and almost lost his life."
"He deserved it!" Wang Jiangang angrily threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground.
"Isn't it just a piece of land? Is it necessary?"
"Setting a fire in broad daylight. If he is not a fool, he is crazy!"
"Well, don't say these words out of anger. Think about how to report this incident to the town." Wang Jianli stopped useless complaints.
If this incident happened to someone else, it would be better. However, it happened to Wang Yao. Who did not know that he and the mayor's son were as close as brothers? Even if Wang Yao relented, the mayor would not be kind. The key point was that there was a bigger Buddha behind Wang Yao now.
"I think we have to ask Wang Yao's opinion on this matter," the village director said.
"Well, if he relents, it will be easier to handle."
The local people were from the same village. Although these people were angry, they did not want to do things too harshly. After all, they would still have to meet in the future. If they were really sent to prison for a few years, half of the person's life would be basically ruined.
"Jiangang, go and ask him?"
"Okay."
On the mountain, the cold wind was blowing.
Wang Yao sat outside the house. There was a small wooden table in front of him. On the table was a plate of beef. There was some smoke. He was holding a cup of tea in his hand. San Xian was lying beside him. In front of him was a rice bowl full of beef and soup. The aroma assailed his nose.
"How is the taste?"
San Xian was eating heartily. He did not even raise his head.
"Haha." Wang Yao smiled.
Woof! Woof! San Xian raised his head and barked twice.
"Someone is here?"
Wang Mingbao stood outside and looked at the charred area. His face was gloomy.
"It smells so good. What is delicious?" Wang Mingbao came in and asked.
"Beef. Try it." Wang Yao pointed at the meat on the plate.
Wang Mingbao walked to the front, tore a large piece, dipped it in salt, and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Well, it smells good!" His eyes lit up. The beef was indeed delicious.
"I added some special herbs in it."
"How do you want to deal with Wang Jianye?" Wang Mingbao wiped his hands and asked.
In his impression, such a vicious incident had not happened in the village in the past 10 years.
"Appropriately, be gentle."
"Gentle? Why? "Wang Mingbao was stunned.
"He had taken a fancy to that piece of land earlier. He was unwilling to give up. I can understand that. However, he must be punished for arson."
It was pardonable, but unforgivable!
"You are too soft-hearted!" Wang Mingbao said.
"This matter was a fair competition. If he lost, he could not blame others for his lack of ability. Arson and injury, what kind of ability is that?"
Woof! Woof! San Xian barked again.
"Someone is coming."
A strong man in his 40s came to the outside of the herbal field. This was the first time in a long time that Wang Jiangang had come to the herbal field at such a close distance. In the past, he only looked at it from afar.
What is this?
He suddenly felt his vision blur. The trees seemed to be swaying back and forth, crossing each other and dancing.
"What's going on?" He shook his head hard and focused his eyes. It did not matter when he looked, but the trees shook even more violently.
"This is strange!" He was inexplicably panicked.
"Uncle, what are you looking at?" A voice came from inside.
"Oh, Mingbao is also here!" Seeing that Mingbao was also there, Wang Jiangang knew that the matter would not be settled peacefully.
"Uncle, please have a seat." Wang Yao went into the room and handed him a teacup.
"How is it? Is your herbal field OK?"
"It's fine. It almost recovered," Wang Yao replied with a smile.
"That's good." Wang Jiangang reached out to take out a cigarette. When he was about to light it, he suddenly realized something and put it back.
"Smoke."
"No." Wang Jiangang waved his hand.
"Basically, the matter has been clarified. Wang Jianye was blinded by anger and acted impulsively. However, he must be punished. The village committee asked me to come over. They said they want to hear your opinion," Wang Jiangang said.
"Since it has been done, it must be dealt with. Considering that we are from the same village and no one was injured, please be gentle."
"Okay, okay." Wang Jiangang said. What he wanted, or rather, what the village committee members wanted, was this result.
"I will go back and talk to the secretary. This matter has to be reported to the higher-ups."
"Okay. Uncle, take care."
"Okay."
The two of them saw Wang Jiangang off.
"Are we just going to let it go?" Wang Mingbao asked.
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