Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Looking at Wang Guohua's back, Qin Dabao curled his lips and muttered something in a low voice. No one knew what he was muttering except him, but it was definitely swearing.

Sun Qian waited until Wang Guohua was far away before he dared to come over. He grabbed Qin Bao and whispered, "Tell me, what is your relationship with Deputy Director Wang? Are you his illegitimate child? I'm wondering why you have white cigarettes."

Qin Dabao was so angry that he clamped his fat head and said, "You are his illegitimate child, you fat bastard. You can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth. I am handsome and elegant. How can I look like Lao Wang? I'm giving you a chance. Reorganize your words and say it again."

Sun Qian was dragged away, shouting as he walked, and Wu Fan followed with a smile on his face. Everyone thought he looked harmless, but who knew that the consequences of provoking him would be so miserable.

"Let me go! My image is ruined! Oh, I beg you, Boss Bao, please don't let that person see it! I surrender! I'm his illegitimate child, okay? He's my father, is that okay?"

Fan Lihua was about to go to the cafeteria with her lunch box when she saw Qin Dabao and was delighted. She greeted him from a distance: "Dabao, when did you start working? Where were you assigned to?"

Qin Dabao stopped and held Sun Qian tightly, saying, "Sister Hua, I just started working today and have been assigned to the Security Department. Do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Fan Lihua came over and was delighted to see Sun Qian's appearance. She kept waving her hands: "Dabao, don't move."

Qin Dabao didn't know what she was going to do, and was wondering when Fan Lihua took a few steps and kicked Sun Qian on the big butt.

"Haha, you big fat thief, I finally caught you."

Sun Qian's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he struggled hard, but his little strength was completely useless in front of Qin Dabao.

"Sister Hua, do you have a personal grudge?"

"Yes, irreconcilable!"

"Well, do you want another kick?"

Fan Lihua looked around and saw that many people were holding lunch boxes and were going to the cafeteria to eat. There were too many people, so it was difficult to move forward.

"Let's do it another day, Dabao, aren't you going to the cafeteria to eat?"

"Let's go out to eat." He did not invite Fan Lihua to go to the restaurant with him. This was not the later times where no one would say anything when men and women ate together. In this era, if a grown girl went to a restaurant with several men, her reputation would be ruined immediately.

Fan Lihua left, Qin Dabao let go of Sun Qian, Sun Qian's fat face flushed red, he lowered his head, and from time to time stole a glance at Fan Lihua's back,

Although Qin Dabao has been single for two lifetimes, he has learned what it means to be in love after being tortured by TV dramas. This fat guy clearly likes the tomboy Fan Lihua.

Qin Dabao grinned and kicked the fat man on the butt, exactly where Fan Lihua had kicked him. The old lady hadn't held back when she kicked him just now, so Qin Dabao kicked Sun Qian again, causing him to jump high with a roar.

When he came to his senses while rubbing his butt, Qin Dabao and Wu Fan had already left, and he hurried after them.

"Qin Dabao, damn it! Are you kicking me hard? Fatty is going to eat you out of money today. Hey, where are you going? Don't you want to take the bicycle? Are you going there on your legs? Qin Dabao, walk slower, oh my butt, Xiaohuahua, just wait for me..."

Qin Dabao took out the sidecar from the garage, which shocked Sun Qian and Wu Fan again.

"Boss Bao, why are you riding a motorcycle when you're not on official business? Be careful that the administrative department will investigate you."

Qin Dabao kicked the sidecar and turned around and said, "Are you going to leave? If not, I'll leave."

The two of them quickly said, "Let's go."

Wu Fan climbed into the sidecar and Sun Qian sat behind Dabao.

"Hey Fatty, get in the truck! You're about to squeeze me onto the gas tank."

Sun Qian was so angry that he slapped him and said, "Hurry up and leave. Can't I get into the fighting pit?"

Wu Fan added a finishing touch in a low voice: "When my cousin was thirteen, he was trapped in a pit like this and couldn't get out. He only got out after the car was dismantled."

"Hahahaha" Qin Dabao laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. After a while, he started the motorcycle and drove away...

. . . . . .

It was the same barbecue season I had been here before. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw two groups of people fighting. Bricks and bicycle chains were flying everywhere.

Qin Dabao stopped the car and saw that both groups were wearing grass-green military uniforms, but without collar badges. It was obvious that they were all children from the military compound.

There were five or six people in one group, who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and three people in the other group were still children, who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old. The younger children were defeated one after another.

Passersby all dodged, fearing that they would bleed.

"Fuck you, you little bastards, is it your turn to meddle in my affairs? I have to spend all my money today!"

"Fuck, don't you just rely on your numbers? Why don't you wait for me to find a few more, and then we can fight soldier against soldier, general against general. Fuck, Zheng Tong, watch out, that brick almost hit me on the head."

"Yuemin, I, my glasses fell off and I can't see clearly."

The older kids in the group stopped and started laughing. The three younger ones had bruises and blood all over their faces.

"Little bastards, which courtyard are you from? I'm going to teach you a lesson today. Next time you see me, stay away."

The tall and thin boy spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Fuck! Stop talking nonsense, today it's either you die or I live..." Then he swung up the schoolbag filled with bricks and rushed forward again.

The two young men behind him rushed forward as soon as they saw it.

The two groups started fighting again.

Qin Dabao kicked Sun Qian with his back foot: "Fatty, you don't care?"

Sun Qian grinned: "I can't do anything about it. I'll be covered in blood if I get hurt again. Besides, I'm just a warehouse keeper. This is not my business."

Qin Dabao was speechless: "You're wearing this outfit for nothing."

Qin Dabao jumped off the motorcycle, put a cigarette in his mouth, lit it and shouted: "Stop fighting! Can't you see I'm standing here?"

The two groups looked back and didn't strangle him, but continued to pinch him, not taking the police seriously at all. This is something that my uncle can tolerate, but my aunt absolutely cannot.

Qin Dabao walked forward with a cigarette in his mouth. A young man, his eyes red with anger, swung a bicycle chain at him. This bicycle chain was a sacred weapon used by the children in the courtyards of the old city to fight. It could not hurt anyone, but only made them bleed. In fact, the children in these courtyards were relatively sensible in some aspects and would not easily cause serious injuries to others.

Unlike the children of ordinary people, when they fight, they use only bricks and daggers, and they really beat them to death...

Qin Dabao reached out, grabbed the bicycle chain, and slapped the young man out.

The young man covered his face and took two steps back, then opened his mouth and spat out two teeth.

Qin Dabao threw the bicycle chain to the ground and shouted, "How dare you hit the police?"

Another young man came up with a brick in his hand and said, "Fuck! The police have too many bullies!"

Qin Dabao didn't dodge either. He threw a punch, which hit the brick. The punch smashed the brick into pieces. The young man's arm swung up and he was exhausted.

Now both groups dared not move.

Qin Dabao squatted down, smoking a cigarette, and patted the young man's face: "You are so brave, you dare to say that the police have too many bullies?"

The young man was not afraid at all. He sat on the ground, holding up his arms, and stared at Qin Dabao fiercely: "You are so awesome! You dare to hit me? Do you know who my father is?"

Qin Dabao didn't have the patience. He slapped her twice in the face: "You're so funny. Who is your father? You should ask your mother. Why are you asking me?"

The crowd of onlookers all burst into laughter. There was nothing wrong with taking advantage of this.

"Fuck..." The young man got anxious and was about to curse, but Qin Dabao stood up and kicked him unconscious.

This kick was really hard, and no one present dared to say a word.

Qin Dabao waved to the three teenagers and asked, "Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

The boy wiped his face, and the blood on his face turned into scabs.

"It's okay, this little injury is nothing. Think about the time when our ancestors sacrificed their lives and shed their blood, eating grass roots and walking across the grassland..."

Qin Dabao was angry. I asked you guys to give me a patriotism education class?

"Okay! Shut up! What are you guys calling?"

"Uncle Public Security, my name is Zhong Yuemin." "Uncle Public Security, my name is Zheng Tong." "My name is Yuan Jun."

Qin Dabao's temple veins kept popping, and he couldn't help but go up and give each of them a big neck slap.

"Uncle Public Security? Am I that old?"

Yuan Jun was not happy: "I didn't scream? Why did you hit me?"

Zheng Tong knew Yuan Jun's bad temper and quickly pulled him back: "Brother Public Security, the three of us are good socialist youths. Last time we found a penny, we gave it to Uncle Public Security..."

Qin Dabao couldn't stand this chatter anymore, so he interrupted him and pointed at Zhong Yuemin: "Tell me, what's the reason for the fight?"

Zhong Yuemin muttered, "They bully people. If a beggar accidentally bumps into them, they'll hit him and curse him. That's the warlord way!"

Qin Dabao looked in the direction of Zhong Yuemin's finger and saw a woman in ragged clothes hugging two children of three or four years old shivering in the corner.

Qin Dabao's face darkened and he turned to look at the young men. At this time, the unconscious young man also woke up.

"Is what he said true? Just because he bumped into you, you hit him?"

The young man was helped up by his companions. He looked at Qin Dabao with eyes that were seven parts resentment and three parts timidity.