With the enthusiastic assistance of the Zhang family, the Yu Village Agritainment progressed exceptionally smoothly, completing construction in just over a month.
...Actually, the little Zhangs, brimming with high spirits and terrifying drive, had intended to channel all their affection for the clan leader into the agritainment's construction, even meticulously crafting a long, long, long plan.
But when Wu Tianzhen caught a glimpse of the plan's exquisite complexity, rivaling that of Suzhou gardens, he couldn't help but call a halt on the spot.
"...I think, here, we might, possibly, perhaps," seeing the overly fervent expressions of the little Zhangs, Wu Tianzhen tried his best to soften his tone, "not have this much space to build this—"
"Uh, a castle?"
As he said this, Wu Tianzhen's mouth twitched.
...Honestly, from what he understood of Zhang Qiling, the younger Zhang would rather sleep among the branches outside the courtyard than in the luxurious grand bed within this castle tower.
...So why would an agritainment need a tower? Was that really reasonable?
"We've considered this issue as well," the little Zhang collective fell silent for a moment, and a bespectacled little Zhang stepped forward, calmly explaining, "But rest assured, we have made excellent plans for the current situation."
He adjusted his glasses, and shortly after, another little Zhang produced a tablet, tapped a few times, and turned it towards Wu Tianzhen—
There, it detailed the basic situation of every household in Yu Village and the amount of money the little Zhangs estimated would be needed to successfully persuade them to move out and vacate the premises.
"Once we get the clan leader's approval, we can immediately start persuading them to leave." The bespectacled little Zhang, whose tone had been consistently flat, suddenly became excited, "Do you know when the clan leader will return?"
Wu Tianzhen: ...
...When the Younger Brother goes on patrol, he usually returns within three days at the latest. This time, he'll likely be home by tomorrow evening.
No, that wasn't the most important question.
"...Uh, I think the Younger Brother might have some different opinions on your plan..." Wu Tianzhen chuckled a couple of times.
This was already his most circuitous reply. In fact, Wu felt that after seeing this plan, the Younger Zhang would likely beat up the little Zhangs again.
Wu Tianzhen didn't voice this speculation, not out of consideration for the young ones' psychological state, but mainly because—
He feared that hearing it might only make the little Zhangs more excited.
...After all, the psychological state of the Zhang family was truly difficult to fathom.
The little Zhangs certainly didn't understand Wu Tianzhen's good intentions; their respect for Wu was far from reaching the point of unquestioning obedience.
Thus, on the evening of the next day, Wu Tianzhen and Fatty stood with their arms crossed by the counter, watching the spectacular scene of Zhang beating up a group of little Zhangs, shaking their heads in tacit sighs.
Zhang Qiling had not originally intended to pay any attention to these strange people.
He had simply returned from his patrol as usual, put down his equipment as usual, headed for the bathroom as usual, and was suddenly stopped by this group of inexplicable individuals, forced to listen to their incessant rambling about a plan that sounded increasingly sinister.
Although Zhang Qiling had already mentally crossed out the plan from the moment the little Zhangs spoke their first words, out of politeness, he still listened to the entire content quietly.
Then, facing the expectant gazes of the little Zhangs, he spoke with cold ruthlessness:
"No."
In that instant, the courtyard fell silent. Wu Tianzhen and Fatty, from afar, felt as if they could faintly hear the sound of some hearts breaking.
Fatty expressed great sympathy and pity, and let out a booming, raucous laugh.
But fortunately, the little Zhangs had stable mentalities and were not easily discouraged. They quickly pulled themselves together and resumed their eager expressions—
"Then, Clan Leader, could you guide us further?"
...
Low EQ: Beat us up.
High EQ: Guide us further.
Hearing the stifled laughter of Fatty and Wu Tianzhen from behind, Zhang Qiling felt somewhat exasperated. He tugged at his hood, picked up his knife, and intended to walk straight through the little Zhangs. xxs壹贰
...He had been on patrol for a long time and now just wanted to clean himself up.
But at that moment, a "howl" was heard—
It turned out that the little Zhangs were too excited, and as they surged forward, someone had accidentally stepped on a small dog!
They instantly scattered, and in dead silence, they watched with pleading eyes as the plump little dog, whose tail had been stepped on, yelped and darted behind the big goose.
Then, they turned their heads one by one, seeing their great clan leader pause, gently lower his knife, and rub his wrists, an action that suggested he was about to beat them all back to the Zhang family ancestral land.
Little Zhangs: ! ! ! !
Zhang Qiling: ...
In conclusion, the little Zhangs successfully achieved their wish today.