Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Old Qin ignored the matter and hit Seventh Master with his dung fork, cursing, "Fuck you, Seventh Master Qin! You dare to hit my eldest grandson? I'll beat you to death!"

Seventh Master was so frightened that he took a step back. The dung fork even cut open his sheepskin vest. Seventh Master was so angry that he cursed: "Old Seventeen, you idiot! Are you really going to take a picture?"

Qin Dabao hugged his grandfather tightly, as he was afraid that his grandfather would sprain his back.

When the villagers nearby saw this, they thought, "Fuck! This old man is so angry that he even dares to scold his aunt." Then they saw that the brothers Qin Qingfu and Qinggui had red eyes, so they quickly stopped them. In all these years, they had never seen the Seventeenth Master and his family so angry.

Old Qin panted and cursed: "Qin Laoqi, I didn't want to bother with you, so I moved to the village to live, just because I didn't want to get involved in your bullshit business. But you are so arrogant? You even dared to hit my eldest grandson!"

The Seventh Master was so angry that he was gasping for breath and kept saying, "You idiot!"

As they were talking, the old lady arrived. She rushed into the crowd, hugged Qin Dabao, and felt him up and down. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his skin was not broken.

Qin Dabao's eyes became moist. These were his grandparents, his uncle, his aunt, his brother and his sister. As long as anything happened to him, the whole family would fight to the death.

"Grandson, tell me, what's going on? Don't be afraid of this old bastard, old bastard! Close your eyes, and if you dare to stare at me again, I'll chop you into pieces!"

It's so cold, and Qin Dabao is sweating. Oh my god! Is grandma really that brave? It feels like I'm meeting my grandparents for the first time in two lifetimes. It turns out that their kindness and gentleness are also different for different people.

Qin Dabao recounted the story again, and the villagers fell silent. This kind of thing was heartbreaking to hear every time.

Qinggui was so angry that he swung his hoe and smashed it on the ground with such force that the handle broke. He squatted on the ground, covering his face and crying bitterly: "Liye, Liye..."

Qin Qingfu nearly gnashed his teeth as he said to Dabao, "Little Liye has been close to your uncle since he was little, calling him 'grandfather' every day. Of all the younger generations, your uncle loves Liye the most. He has cried seven or eight times over Liye's death these days."

Grandma stepped forward and pointed a kitchen knife at the Seventh Master and his son: "You are a bunch of idiots who eat people's food but don't take their shit. Look at what you have ruined this village into!

You, old bastard, when my eldest brother was alive, he said that among all the brothers, you are the worst. On the surface, you hold a book and act like a human being, but inside you are full of evil.

What's going on with Qin Dachu? The younger generation doesn't know, but I don't know? You old bastard, you did this to yourself, and you protected it yourself, but the child you gave birth to is the same kind of person as you..."

The villagers were all shocked by the roar. The old lady's words contained so much information.

The Seventh Master was shaking like a ball, stammering, "Shut up! You, you woman, what nonsense are you talking about? It's true, only villains and women are difficult to raise."

"Your grandma's legs are so hard to take care of! Didn't I tell you to close your eyes? If you open them again, I'll dig your eyes out!"

Uncle Seventh closed his eyes immediately. He didn't dare to challenge his Seventeenth Brother's wife. Twenty-five years ago, he got drunk and cursed at Old Seventeen, and the tiger woman chopped him with a kitchen knife. Now his shoulder still hurts in the cloudy and rainy weather.

Deputy Director Liu, who was hiding aside, felt so relieved. The old lady's scolding was so satisfying that he couldn't get enough of it.

Old Qin sighed and looked at the younger generations around him.

"What are you thinking? You're carrying guns and cannons and want to fight the government? For such a stinky woman that even dogs wouldn't bite? Is it worth it?"

How dare the villagers talk back to Seventeenth Master? Qin Dazhu muttered, "Master, isn't this the clan's rule? We've always listened to the clan leader and the village chief."

Lao Qin took two steps forward and slapped him twice: "You are confused! You listen to what is right and what is wrong? I see that you have fought for so many years and your brain is confused.

The army has educated you for so many years, and this is how you become someone who doesn't know right from wrong?"

Not satisfied with scolding, he slapped Qin Dazhu twice. Qin Dazhu didn't even dare to dodge and had to put on a smile: "Seventeenth Master, please don't push me. I'll hit him myself, I'll hit him myself..."

The old lady turned around and scolded Old Qin: "Didn't I tell you that this old bastard is worth three cents for a bean pestle? Rich or cheap, it's nothing. You always argue with me. What's going on now? I'm going to tell you, old thing. If you don't deal with him today, I'll deal with you!"

Old Qin didn't dare to retort, and could only mutter quietly: "I married an old woman, what a bad luck."

Seeing that the villagers were looking at him with contempt, the Seventh Master was so angry that he trembled all over. Suddenly, his eyes became fixed, foam came out of his mouth, and he fell backwards. Fortunately, Qin Dazhu was standing behind him and hugged him.

Qin Qingrong was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he kept shouting: "Dad, Dad..."

The old lady said with a puff: "It's time to die!"

Qin Qingrong turned around and glared at her in hatred, but Qin Qingfu slapped him in the face, causing his eyes to straighten out. Qin Qingrong had never suffered such humiliation before, and her eyes rolled back as she fainted.

Qin Dabao was happy. His family was so powerful that they wiped out the father and son in just a few moves. He was very happy to vent his anger.

Old Qin and the old lady finally had time to look at their eldest grandson's uniform. They were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling. The two brothers Dajun were even more happy and jumped for joy.

Qin Dabao saw that it was getting late and he had to rush to the city, so he pulled his family aside and briefly told them about his work as a police officer and his mother's search for her family.

The old lady clapped her hands in joy. This was a great joyous event.

Yang Shulin was honking the car horn, and Qin Dabao waved to indicate that he understood.

He hugged his grandmother and whispered, "Grandma, I have to go first. I will come to see you and my grandfather tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The old lady smiled and patted him: "This child is just as good as your grandma."

Qin Dabao said hello to his uncle and the others, ran to the truck, and got on the passenger seat.

The two brothers Dajun ran after the car, waving their sickles and shouting, "Brother, bring us some delicious food when you come over."

"I see." Qin Dabao seemed to have gotten to know his family all over again, and he felt closer to them.

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There was nothing left for him to do at the Municipal Bureau. Qin Dabao thought, let's go. I didn't sleep well last night, so I have to go home early to sleep today.

I thought there would be a lot of people when I got home, but there was no one, not even Cuicui at home. Qin Dabao figured that these people must have gone to their grandmother's house.

He didn't think about going there, the key point was that he didn't know which compound his grandmother lived in.

Qin Dabao lit the heater and leaned on the Luohan bed. It was so comfortable to be alone at home. He went into the space, took a shower, changed his underwear, and washed all his clothes inside and out.

Come out of the sitting space and hang the clothes next to the heater so they dry quickly. If you take them outside, they will freeze into pieces in no time.

After returning to my room and lighting the kang, I felt extremely hungry. I had only eaten two eggs in the car all day and all night. The key point was that I couldn't take anything out of the space in front of Yang Shulin.

There was no other way but to go hungry. After a quarrel with Seventh Master and the others, I forgot about being hungry.

The food at home had to be cooked fresh, and Qin Dabao was too lazy to move. He went to the space and saw that the roast duck was gone. He looked around the courtyard and found that there were quite a few cakes, including those from Daoxiangcun, Juqingzhai's oil cakes, pea yellow crystal cakes, Guandong sugar and sugar melons.

I was so busy these past two days that I forgot to bring back a few strings of candied haws.

He ate a few fried cakes, two sugar-coated melons, and a few tongue biscuits from Daoxiang Village with the water from the Lingjing well. He then patted his stomach, feeling a little full.

In this day and age, there are only a few people in the capital who can eat steamed buns until they are full.

Qin Dabao reminded himself to buy a dozen or twenty lunch boxes tomorrow. This space must be filled with food, otherwise he would not have the chance to go out and buy food when he was hungry.

There are only five little yellow-haired goats left in the space. There are also a lot of wild goats, about ten of them. This is basically enough for the New Year. There are also more than a dozen big fish. This is my first year of work, and there are no leaders to give gifts to.

After thinking about it for a long time, he fell asleep. He was so tired that he didn't even notice his parents came back.

When Lu Xiu'e heard the snoring sound after entering the room, she felt very strange because her son never snored. She went into her son's room and saw that her son was sleeping soundly without even covering himself with a quilt.

This made Lu Xiu'e feel distressed. She wondered how tired her son must be to sleep so soundly. She sat on the edge of the kang, pulled the quilt over Dabao, and then tiptoed out to close the door...