Douluo: You call this a toy

"What do you want to do? Who did it? Come forward."

Director Zhao was furious. When Mrs. Guihua saw this, she hurriedly stood in front of him and shouted loudly: "Everyone, calm down and don't be impulsive."

"It's all your instigation, and you're still pretending! As long as you don't cremate him, don't even think about burying him."

Director Zhao scolded her sternly and pushed Mrs. Guihua angrily.

Sun Erzhu took a step forward, protected Guihua Sister-in-law behind him, and said angrily: "Are you going to touch the village chief again?"

"Village chief? How can you be a leader if you can't set an example?"

Sister-in-law Guihua felt aggrieved and burst into tears.

"what happened?"

Accompanied by a voice, everyone looked around and saw Yang Fan striding over.

"Xiao Fanzi, someone bullied our village chief and prevented him from burying someone."

As soon as Yang Fan appeared, Sun Erzhu suddenly had a backbone.

Looking at Mrs. Guihua's haggard appearance, Yang Fan felt pain in his heart. He came closer and looked at Director Zhao, "It's okay if you don't want to bury her in the ground. Take out the documents and show them to me."

"Who are you? Why should I show it to you?"

After all, he is a township cadre, working under Mayor He. Yang Fan said patiently: "Xiaowan Village is a poor mountainous area with a sparse population. One grave does not occupy much land. Besides, I heard that the policy was canceled within a few days of trial operation. A few years have passed in a blink of an eye, and in eight villages within ten miles, aren’t all the people who died buried in the ground?”

Seeing that Yang Fan knew a lot and spoke politely, Director Zhao's anger seemed to subside a little.

Sensing that the other party's thoughts were wavering, Yang Fan said again: "Leader, let's take a step to speak."

"Don't try to get close to me, just say what you have to say."

Director Zhao shows no mercy at all. He is a member of the public and cannot be touched. If he were a local gangster, he would have been beaten and kicked long ago. No matter what, time cannot be lost, and the person should be buried first.

Yang Fan took out his cell phone and immediately called Mayor He, told him the situation at the scene, put away his cell phone, and returned to Director Zhao.

"I'm telling you, it's useless to ask anyone about this..."

But before he finished speaking, his phone vibrated. When he saw the number, he was stunned for a moment, glanced at Yang Fan and hurriedly connected.

"Well, well, okay..."

Not sure what the other party said, Director Zhao nodded repeatedly and looked at Yang Fan from time to time until he put away his phone and stretched out his hand to him.

"Are you Mr. Yang? Misunderstanding."

Yang Fan knew very well that the person who called him just now was Township Chief He, otherwise his attitude would not have changed so quickly.

As the saying goes: Don't reach out to hit the smiling person. Since Director Zhao took the initiative to show his kindness, Yang Fan shook his hand and said, "It's getting late. Let's let the deceased lie in peace first, right?"

Director Zhao waved his hand and the person he brought stepped aside.

The problem was properly solved, and the villagers immediately started talking.

"Xiaofan still has a lot of face. One phone call solved the problem. This kid is becoming more and more promising."

"Who says otherwise? I haven't noticed that he often travels to Nanzhou recently. Maybe he knows the senior officials there."

"Finally, a capable person has appeared in our village. From now on, we will visit his family more often."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Director Zhao's face didn't look very good.

After receiving permission, everyone began to fill in the soil. Those who worked quickly were afraid that Director Zhao would regret it.

At this moment, a car stopped at the edge of the field.

A dashing woman stepped out of the car. She looked at the crowd and walked straight to Mrs. Osmanthus.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, so mourn and change."

The woman said, patting her lightly on the shoulder.

When she saw Yang Fan, she asked again: "Come back?"

Seeing that it was Leng Yao, Yang Fan nodded. She was quite loyal and came here without even calling her.

"Officer Leng? Do you also know Mr. Yang?"

What Director Zhao didn't expect was that he would meet Leng Yao here. He had encountered a lot of troubles at work in the past, and Leng Yao was always helpful.

"Director Zhao, why are you here?"

When Director Zhao was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain, the suona sounded and the sound of crying was loud.

He looked at Yang Fan with curious eyes. This small farmer not only had a good relationship with the township chief, but also knew Leng Yao from the county police station. He had a good background. Suddenly, he regretted this visit and glared at Sun Futian in the crowd. , how could he have come if he hadn’t called to report it.

He said a few words in Yang Fan's ear, bid farewell to Leng Yao, and left in a hurry.

Yang Fan glanced at Sun Futian and walked towards the field with Leng Yao, but Xianghong quickly chased after him.

"Xiaofan, wait a moment."

Hearing the sound, Yang Fan turned around and said, "Sister-in-law Xianghong, is something wrong?"

If Xianghong hadn't called him to report the news, he wouldn't have known about the situation here. After receiving the call, he threw Xiaolian into the county seat and rushed back in a hurry.

Xianghong glanced at Leng Yao and said, "The person who hit the township cadre just now was Sun Futian. I don't think he had good intentions."

Yang Fan suddenly frowned. He was the one who reported him, and he was also the one who hurt others. He deliberately created conflicts and was very vicious. Fortunately, he came back in time, otherwise, things would have been a big deal.

"okay, I get it."

Yang Fan's affection for Xiang Hong increased a little more.

Back home, Yang Fan was warmly welcomed by Little Bald and Little Wolf. Leng Yao on the side was really eye-opening. Little Wolf is spiritual and understandable, but a big bird is also spiritual. How did he train it?

"Is the Audi A8 your new one?"

Finally Leng Yao's eyes fell on the car.

"borrowed."

Yang Fan said and brought her into the courtyard.

"I thought you got rich."

"It's a small job, I can only make a little money."

Yang Fan turned on the air conditioner and pulled a small bench for her.

Leng Yao rolled her eyes at his modesty. He had already investigated everything from building Western-style buildings to growing greenhouses, building fish ponds, and building roads. If he had no money, would he have made such a big noise?It cost nearly 200 million just to build roads. Is it just a small amount of money?

"How long do you plan to stay this time?"

"Leave in two days."

"Are you still going to Nanzhou?"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "You seem to be more interested in me?"

"Really? You're just being sentimental."

After chatting for a while, Leng Yao took out 200 yuan, asked him to give it to Mrs. Guihua, and drove away.

Later, Yang Fan left the house and came to Guihua's wife's house. There were more than 20 tables in front of the door. Men, women, old and young were all sitting down, waiting for the meal.

He glanced quickly, then came to a table, looked at Sun Futian, and deliberately raised his voice, "Uncle Futian, you performed very well today! Drink more."

Sun Futian's heart trembled, but nothing changed on the surface.

"You don't have to worry about how much I drink. I'm the one who stole the show. Are you happy?"

Yang Fan smiled and replied: "I don't know which turtle grandson has nothing to report. If I find out, haha..."

His words elicited an immediate response.

"If you report this kind of thing, who is so wicked?"

"Xiao Fan, you are very capable. Go to the countryside and ask who did it. Find the person and blast him out of our village."

"Better throw it into the sinkhole."

Sun Futian's face turned red and green, and he smoked his pipe.

Yang Fan had an evil smile on his lips. He wanted Sun Futian to admit it himself and quietly released the life-killing ghost.