At this moment, Zhao Yang felt as if life was slipping away from him.
Mother, I might be going to the underworld to see you soon, but there are so many things I have yet to accomplish...
Even though the injustice from three years ago has been cleared, I want to completely wash away the filth that's been poured on me for the past twenty years, to prove that I am not a disaster star, but a very ordinary, an extremely ordinary person...
I want to make Old Dad become the village chief. I know that Old Dad is definitely capable...
I want Old Dad and Yingtao to live a good life...
I want the village no longer to be sucked dry by Li Xingkui, to become richer...
Mother, are my demands too high?
But now, it seems I'm about to die.
My body doesn't even feel like mine anymore...
Mother, if Dad really gets elected, you would definitely be very happy...
