Chapter 219, Do You Know the Seriousness of the Matter? !

Since embarking on the journey back home, everything Cohen Puglia saw and heard was beautiful.

He was imagining his future life all the way.

But he didn't expect that the first discord he heard came from his own home.

So my house was on fire?

He suppressed his anger, stood outside, and listened to the conversation inside continue to float out.

"... The borrowing fee for agricultural machinery, the tax on land, and the tax on head, your family has reduced the fees as much as possible, don't be ungrateful."

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir...but..." His father's rather cowardly voice came from inside, "Didn't the bulletin board posted in the village before, and the officials from the provincial capital, say that these are all free? They said that we will all be agricultural workers in the future, and the benefits and allowances we get are all our own. They said that the means of production are public and everyone can use them. And the grain produced is not ours, it's all public, we get our own benefits and allowances...Why do we have to use our own allowances to pay these fees?"

"Oh, old man Puglia, you can talk now, right?"

"Master from the provincial capital, put it a year or two ago, they were all mud legs, and they were worthy of being called master?"

"What announcement, go and see now, is there any announcement posted on it now?"

Another round of scolding came.

Cohen Puglia's face became extremely cold, but his eyes were hot as if they were about to spit fire.

He half turned his head and looked at Momo, as if asking what was going on.

Momo looked a little embarrassed, his eyes wandering.

He hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I don't know why I happened to run into the master's people at your house today... Well, brother Cohen, I have something else to do, I'll put the things here for you, let's talk later..."

Obviously, this Momo didn't want to get involved in this matter, and ran away.

Puglia didn't have time to hold him and ask 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 in our family, otherwise what can we do in the future... ah..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "pop" and his father's scream.

"You are shameless, right!"

Hearing this, Cohen was already full of anger in his heart, and he didn't have the courage to wait outside any longer.

He pushed the door hard and entered the house.

After a quick glance, he saw his younger brother and sister hiding in the side room, peeking through the crack of the door; he saw his mother sitting next to him crying, his father who had just been slapped and covered his face, and three arrogant men.

He knew these three people.

They were all so-called "masters", male servants of the former owner of the manor of Weire Farm. They did not farm or work, but devoted themselves to serving the owner of the manor, Master Qiklin, who used to be the leader of the manor militia.

Now, Master Qiklin no longer has ownership of Weire Manor, but he still relies on the policy of the alliance when it reorganized the Qinggu Mutual Aid Association, and has transformed himself into the chief executive of Weire Farm. And the former male servants, under his operation, have become civil servants in the village-level administrative unit of the farm.

Outside the door, Puglia has probably understood the whole story.

It's nothing more than that Zeklin and his lackeys still regard Weire Farm as their private property; those who stay in the farm and don't move away are still his slaves.

What so-called agricultural machinery usage fees, land taxes, head taxes... these are not in the alliance, but this guy has set up his own names and collected them with the government's administrative power.

And will the collected taxes be handed over to the alliance?

That obviously won't happen.

They don't even dare to touch the output of the land. Because after the reform of Beiqing Valley, all the land is state-owned, how dare they take things from the alliance government?

But from the serfs... oh, now the agricultural workers, they still have the courage to rob their allowances and their welfare rations.

And it's big.

Now, Puglia is very angry.

He is not only angry at the unbearable treatment his family has received, not only angry at the slap his father received, but also angry at the subversive challenge to his ideals.

Although he had only been in the army for a few months, he deeply recognized that he paid the price of his half-crippled body to fight for the happy life of all the people of Angry Owl Star, to break the cannibalistic environment formed in the wasteland environment, and to rebuild a beautiful home.

This is a glorious mission, and he regrets that he can't continue to fight for this great cause in the army.

And when he returned to his hometown and continued his great cause in his hometown in another way, he saw this scene.

This is a betrayal of the alliance's ideals, a subversion of the Governor's Declaration, and a humiliation to countless people who have gone through fire and water for the entire planet!

He asked calmly in anger: "Who hit my father?"

The leader looked up and down at this half-crippled man with a completely different temperament, and had some impression: "Cohen?"

"It was me, who just started it?"

"I started it, how about it?" A person next to him popped up.

With a crisp sound of "snap", Priya's intact left hand slapped it.

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 with 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 like shit.

"It's amazing to be a soldier for a few months, right? He's back with a broken hand and a blind eye. He's 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 elder brothers on the left and right. The father put down his hands and looked at the broken hands and disabilities of his temperament after being away from 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 has put away her tears, but when she sees his right hand, she still shows a sad expression: "You should not have been allowed to be a soldier at that time!"

"Don't be like this, Mom." Cohen said pretending to be relaxed, "I have never regretted becoming a soldier. In the east, there are more people like us in need of help, and we are going to liberate them. What's more, I Although I didn't come back completely, I did come back anyway, and the army's policies are also very good. I brought a lot of pension money, which was enough for us to renovate the house, buy a lot of things, and buy our own farm machinery... I’m still at the level of E9, which is higher than most people in the farm, and 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 be like this.

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, 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 working hard in the fields, no matter how small it is, we can’t give it 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 me 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 areas. 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 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 happy and expectant;

Seeing the remnants of the old era, the anger and pain when it still breaks out in Weire Farm;

The rejection of these disgraceful people and the expectation of alliance;

He wrote many words eloquently, and it took him 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, tear off this part of the diary, and when the convertible passes by, pay some allowance to ask the driver to help deliver the letter, it should be feasible.

If it really doesn't work, just go to Chatan City by yourself.

Anyway, the road is smooth now, and 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 thinking about it, he heard a strange movement outside.

Having just been discharged from the army, he is still alert.

He opened a crack in the window and looked out, and he saw the deformed monsters.

There were no high-level ones, all ordinary, cannon fodder-type deformed monsters with only melee capabilities, but at a glance, there were at least twenty of them!

Why are there so many deformed monsters that almost surrounded their home?

He threw the diary under the bed, then quickly got up and planned to wake up his family.

But at this moment, the bolted wooden door of his house was smashed open.

He looked over and saw a familiar figure running away in panic. Before he could chase again, two deformed monsters tied with ropes but now untied rushed in from the door.

Cohen subconsciously wanted to draw his gun to fight, but at this moment, he had neither weapons nor hands.

…

"I have finished the story I want to tell."

Milia de Jong let out a long breath and closed the diary in her hand.

She and her teammates are from the team directly under the Supreme Court of the Alliance, code-named "Monster Hunters". Their team has a total of 20 people, responsible for going south to investigate the corruption in the Northern Qinggu 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 in recent months, Jason Morgan, who has begun to grow white hair at a young age, put his slightly trembling hands down from the table.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "I am very sad."

"What else?"

"I am sorry."

"What else?"

"I feel guilty."

Millia de Jong slammed the table and said, "It's all perfunctory! Do you know that there are widespread cases of dereliction of duty, corruption, and even officials murdering civilians in your jurisdiction?! The incident I am talking about is by no means an isolated case in the three million square kilometers of Beiqing Valley! Do you know the seriousness of the matter?!"