Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Yang Yu said contemptuously.

"Of course they have to obey me, otherwise I will strip them of their uniforms and send them back home to farm."

"So it looks like you're the one who wants to capture Fengqin and her daughter?"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell us where Liu Fenghai lives. If they don't hand over Liu Fengqin and her daughter today, I'll take them back to the county jail and see if Liu Fengqin can get out by then."

The old man's face hardened and he shook his head.

"This is really bullying. You bully us, the Liu family, who have no one left. You let our child marry a dead man and even beat up our people. What do you think of our Liu Family Temple? When Er Gouzi came to our village, he didn't even dare to enter the village entrance..."

The old man slowly walked under the tree and looked up at the bronze bell hanging on the tree.

"Just wait here. As soon as I ring the bell, Liu Fenghai and the others will be here."

Yang Yu smiled. Is this right? Who would dare to go against the government and the police?

The old man picked up the rope and turned around to say to Yang Yu and Ma Dagang.

"There's a special way to ring the bell in our village. I've rung it three times in the past twenty years. The first time was in 1941, when the Japanese invaders launched a massive raid. My second brother ran the bell himself. That time, we fought the Japanese invaders, and 138 people in the village died.

The second time was in 1943, when the Japanese implemented the Three Alls Policy. It was my second brother who rang the bell himself. We cooperated with the county brigade and the armed work team and fought the Japanese for three days and three nights. During that time, there was not a single family in our Liujia Miao who had no dead. If the father died, the son would take his place, and if the son died, the woman would take his place. There are no cowards in our Liujia Miao.

Today I rang the bell for the third time for my second brother..."

The old man pulled the rope hard, and the melodious bell rang.

Ma Dagang's face turned as white as paper. He ran to the old man desperately and hugged him.

"Uncle, uncle, we are not here to cause trouble, we..."

He couldn't explain anymore, he turned around and looked at Yang Yu, shouting madly.

"Why the hell are you still standing there? Come over here and apologize to me."

Yang Yu curled her lips and said contemptuously.

"Are you crazy? How dare you talk to me like that? Who am I? Can I apologize to an old fool?"

The police officers behind them finally couldn't bear it anymore, and one of them shouted in grief and anger.

"We're done with this police force. The people... the people think we're devils, we're idiots! We're not!"

Two policemen sat down on the ground, covering their faces and crying. They had never imagined that one day they would be treated like devils and idiots by the common people.

Ma Dagang's face was pale. He didn't expect things to turn out like this. He muttered.

"It's over, it's all over. This is a mass incident, and we are all responsible."

Just as Yang Yu was about to speak, she heard countless shouts from all directions. She turned around hastily and was frightened out of her wits.

I saw countless people running from all directions of the earth, waving carrying poles and ropes in their hands, and even the women were waving sickles.

This scene is often seen in movies, and the music has been matched in my mind. Li Mudan was so scared that she screamed and quickly got under the truck.

Yang Yuxia was shivering all over. He turned around and saw his uncle Wang Guangchuan sitting on the ground with his crotch wet. Wang Guangchuan grinned and looked at the villagers rushing towards him from all directions, muttering to himself.

"What the hell is this? A sea of ​​people's war? What have we become?"

In this era, no matter how bad a person is, he doesn't want to become the villain drowned in the ocean of people's war. Yang Yu took out a pistol from his bag tremblingly and fired two shots into the sky.

She thought the gunshots would scare the villagers, but she didn't expect that this was an old revolutionary base area, and except for some teenagers, everyone had experienced the war years.

I've seen a lot of swords and guns in my life, how could I be scared by her small pistol the size of a palm?

The villagers were not reckless people. Without saying a word, they came up and started to attack with sickles. They surrounded Yang Yu and the police officers.

Yang Yu was about to raise her gun, but Ma Dagang suddenly jumped up, snatched the pistol from her, and gave her two big slaps in the face. Yang Yu was stunned and screamed.

"You dare to hit me? I'll make sure you go to jail."

Ma Dagang laughed miserably, which frightened Yang Yu so much that she shivered. Ma Dagang burst into tears and cursed at Yang Yu.

"I, Ma Dagang, joined the army at the age of sixteen and fought bravely on the battlefield. At that time, the only thing in my heart was the people. I never thought that now that we have been liberated and a new country has been established, I would become the same kind of person I eliminated back then just for the sake of this uniform and for a promotion.

This disaster is my fault. I shouldn't have blindly followed the leader's orders. Folks, this has nothing to do with my colleagues. They all followed my orders..."

In despair, he raised Yang Yu's pistol and pointed it at his temple. Such a mass incident would be reported to the central government in less than half a day. The central government would definitely deal with them after investigation. By then, all his honors and achievements would be in vain, and his wife and children would be implicated.

Ma Dagang was unable to face the things that were about to happen, and he could only use death to wash away this shame.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the old man who rang the bell raised his arm with force, and a clear gunshot rang out. The villagers' shouting and cursing finally subsided.

The old man said seriously.

"What are you going to do? What do you think we are doing here? Are we here to fight you? You are wrong. We just want an explanation from you."

Ma Dagang stared blankly at the old man, his mind a mess. He thought, "Uncle, when you rang the bell just now, weren't you implying that we've become devils? Er Gouzi? We came to Liujia Temple to oppress the people? Isn't that what you meant?"

The old man put his hands on his hips and said with a pout.

"Look at you guys, you look so ugly! We usually ring the bell for meetings too."

"Then how come they hold sickles and carrying poles?"

The old man looked down on him and said,

"Isn't this the autumn harvest? Why don't you carry the wheat back with a shoulder pole?"

Ma Dagang's legs were shaking so much that they were bent over. "Uncle, you are too naughty. You almost caused a national incident, and I almost got myself killed."

The old man continued.

"Where's Fengqin? Where have you taken our Fengqin and the child? You all are government servants, wearing government-issued clothes and representing the government, so why don't you do your jobs?"

Our child is only fifteen, and you are forcing her to marry a dead man. Why don’t you marry your own daughter to a dead man? Do you still have a conscience?