Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao took out two pheasants from the space. Although it was spring, the pheasants were still so thin.

He stewed two pheasants with potatoes in a big pot, cooked a pot of rice, and fried eggs and tomatoes. He looked and saw that there were still thirty or forty eggs left from the eggs he bought at the black market last time. It seemed that his mother had come to her senses and realized that eating was good for nutrition, so she was no longer reluctant to eat anything.

The meal was ready, and Qin Qingyou also came back. He was also surprised to see Xiaohua and Xiaohong. He heard that Xiaohua was going to join the army. He sat on the edge of the kang and smoked a cigarette. He looked up with red eyes and asked Dabao: "A girl joining the army? Can it work?"

Qin Dabao put the dish on the table and answered seriously, "It's OK!"

Qin Qingyou threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up, patted Dabao on the shoulder, and whispered, "Thank you, son."

Dabao hugged Qin Qingyou's shoulders and said, "Old Qin, why don't you just say thank you? Show me some real action!"

"Get lost!" Qin Qingyou shook off Dabao's hand. There was no need to be polite to this little bastard.

Lu Xiu'e turned around while holding Xiao Dang, her eyes wide open: "Why are you two chatting and scolding me? Are you all twisted?"

The father and son immediately fell silent. There was nothing they could do. This was reality: two people with the same surname could not defeat one with a different surname.

When the dishes were served, Qin Tiezhu took a look, swallowed his saliva, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Oh, no, I dare not. This meal is too good. Uncle Qingyou, please make us some steamed bread and we can eat it with green onions."

"What's okay? Come to the table and eat. This is how we usually eat at my house!" Qin Qing was definitely pretending to be cool when he said this.

Qin Qing and the other three ate at the table on the floor. Dabao didn't drink, so he sat on the kang and ate leaning against the square table.

Qin Tiezhu and his father didn't dare sit on the chairs. They couldn't eat on them, so they had to squat on them. Qin Qingyou didn't care. They were all from the same village, so who was laughing at whom? Besides, wasn't it the same when he first came to the city?

Liben twitched his chopsticks under his armpit before picking up some food. Dabao was delighted just seeing this and felt like he had a life.

Dabao kept all four chicken legs, one for each of his two sisters and one for his mother. He held the remaining one in his arms, rinsed the oil off the chicken leg with water, and then tore it into shreds to feed Xiaodang.

Xiaodang can eat complementary food now. She leans in Dabao's arms, opens her little mouth and waits to be fed.

Xiaohua and Xiaohong's eyes were red. They had never eaten chicken legs in their lives. Usually, when the family stewed chicken during festivals, the chicken legs belonged to their older brothers. When would it be their turn to eat them?

Lu Xiu'e understood the two children's feelings and rubbed their heads: "Eat, eat more, there's no such thing as that at my aunt's house."

The two children nodded vigorously and started eating with big mouthfuls.

Dabao smiled and poured two bowls of chicken soup in front of them: "Eat slowly, there are plenty of dishes."

I fed Xiaodang one-third of a chicken leg. When the little guy was full, he climbed onto the kang to play. Children nowadays have very strong self-care abilities, unlike children in later generations who still need their grandmothers to feed them even when they are in their teens. Pampering will ruin the children and eventually ruin the entire society.

Qin Dabao soaked a bowl of rice in chicken soup, ate it with the chicken leg left by Xiaodang, and then went downstairs.

"Mom, I'm going to pick up Cuicui."

Usually Lu Xiu'e picks up the girl. The girl is older now and needs to be picked up late after get off work. If something happens, the family cannot afford it.

The weather is still cold in late spring, and it hurts people but not the water. The breeze whistles like a little knife through the gaps in clothes, making people feel cold in their bones.

Dabao was no longer afraid of the cold, but in order not to attract attention, he still wore a thin cotton jacket under his official uniform. He did not wear a hat and walked towards Gulou Street with his hands in his pockets.

When he was still more than 20 meters away from the state-owned hotel, he heard Cuicui's crying and the noise in the hotel.

Dabao quickened his pace, opened the door curtain and looked inside.

There were two men wearing navy blue police uniforms with their shirts unbuttoned. One was waving handcuffs and the other was holding a bottle of wine, cursing the people in the restaurant.

Opposite them was Master Li holding a large ladle. Behind Master Li, Aunt Li was holding the crying Cuicui. Apart from them, there was no one else in the restaurant.

As soon as Qin Dabao entered the room, two men in official uniforms shouted without even turning their heads: "Get out! The police are investigating the case! Get out now!"

As soon as they opened their mouths, Qin Dabao recognized them. Aren't these Liu Shuwen and Wang Li, whom he had beaten?

Liu Shuwen swung the bottle and yelled, "You little girl, we asked you to drink with us because we think highly of you. I just touched your hand, and you still tickled me? I think you're tired of living!"

Wang Li held the handcuffs and said, "Today's matter is not over yet, little girl. I suspect you are an enemy spy. Come with us back to the Dongcheng Branch to help investigate..."

Before he could even utter the word "check", someone grabbed his hair and pulled it back. He was about to scream in pain when a high kick hit him in the face. He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with several dentures. His real teeth had been knocked away by Dabao last time.

Wang Li was stunned at the time. Qin Dabao still grabbed his hair and smashed his head on the dining table. The dining tables in this restaurant were not as thin as those in later generations. They were made of pine wood and were one foot thick. The table did not move at all when he hit it with his head, but his head could not bear it. His nose was crooked and blood spurted out like a fountain.

With such force, it hit three times, and everyone in the restaurant was shocked.

Liu Shuwen recognized Qin Dabao immediately. Just kidding, from the time he was born until now, the person who beat him the hardest was this guy. How could he not remember him?

Liu Shuwen pointed the wine bottle at Qin Dabao, his legs shaking like a ball: "Qin, Qin Dabao, you, you, you, don't meddle in other people's business!"

The tone was more of a plea than a threat.

Cuicui raised her frightened face and cried out: "Brother, he, he touched me..."

Qin Dabao's eyes turned red. He took out the gun from his waist.

When Liu Shuwen heard the girl calling him "brother", his head exploded, and he thought, "It's over..."

Qin Dabao walked slowly towards him. Liu Shuwen was straightforward and knelt down with his hands raised high: "I was wrong! Don't hit me..."

"I won't beat you? Fuck! You're dreaming!" Qin Dabao kicked him in the face. Liu Shuwen tilted his head, his eyes widened, and it was as if a water and land Taoist temple had opened in his head, with bells and drums ringing.

He was dazed when he heard Qin Dabao ask, "Which hand touched my sister?"

Liu Shuwen felt that Qin Dabao's voice seemed to come from the sky. He kept shaking his head, not knowing whether he was answering Dabao's question or trying to shake out the voice in his head.

Qin Dabao grabbed his right hand, placed it on the dining table, held the pistol horizontally, and smashed the gun handle hard on Liu Shuwen's fingers. The bones of the fingers immediately shattered. When the third finger was hit, the severe pain brought Liu Shuwen, who was floating in the air, back to the world. He screamed in pain.

Qin Dabao smashed all ten of his fingers with an expressionless face. Liu Shuwen couldn't even scream, and could only hum.

Qin Dabao squatted down and tore off the bright red collar badges on Liu Shuwen and Wang Li's collars. He said contemptuously: "Do you think you are worthy of wearing these clothes?"

He stood up, took the handcuffs at Wang Li's feet, handcuffed them together, and waved to hold Cuicui in his arms. Cuicui was still trembling with fear, holding her brother's waist tightly and refusing to let go.

Master Li and Aunt Li were also frightened. They usually thought Qin Dabao was gentle and refined, with the appearance of a scholar, but they didn't expect him to be so cruel when beating people. The two people in front of them were still so arrogant and domineering five minutes ago, but in the blink of an eye, they were beaten into such a mess.

Qin Dabao only realized after hearing what Aunt Li said that Liu Shuwen and the other man had been coming for three days in a row just for Cuicui. They were full of foul language and teasing Cuicui. Today they even touched her, and the timid Cuicui scratched them. They wanted to beat Cuicui, so Master Li came out with a big ladle to protect the child.

Qin Dabao thanked Master Li and his wife. He told Master Li to look after the two of them while he sent Cuicui home first, then got the motorcycle and took Liu Shuwen and the others back to the Municipal Bureau.

Dabao was so angry that he didn't even send the person to the police station. If he had sent the person to the police station, he would have been released in less than two hours, so he had to take the person back to the Municipal Bureau. In the Municipal Bureau, no one dared to release the person without going through him, not even the King of Heaven or his uncle.

After sending Cuicui off, he handed her over to Lu Xiu'e and briefly explained the situation. Dabao took his hat and came out, started the sidecar motorcycle, and drove to the entrance of the state-owned hotel.

When he went in, he saw two men in police uniforms standing in the middle of the room, questioning Master Li. Qin Dabao thought these two men looked familiar and they should be police officers from the police station.

As soon as Qin Dabao entered the room, the two were stunned. They knew Qin Dabao and knew that he was the section chief of the Municipal Bureau and had a good relationship with the director.

"Chief Qin, we are from the Gulou Street Police Station. We have met before. These two people are from the branch office. Do you think there is any misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding?" Qin Dabao's eyes widened: "You call being a hooligan a misunderstanding?"

The two were shocked. The crime of hooliganism was too serious. The maximum penalty was death, and the minimum was ten years.

In the early days of the People's Republic of China, the legal system was not sound and the definition of hooliganism was extremely broad. It was not until 1979 that there was an official judicial interpretation and it was included in Article 83 of the Criminal Law. During the crackdown in 177, more than half of the million people were charged with hooliganism, and of the people executed were for this crime. Do you think this crime is severe?

This crime was even more serious in the 1950s and 1960s. As long as the facts were confirmed, a commune had the right to execute someone.

Qin Dabao picked up Liu Shuwen and Wang Li. They had both woken up and were begging for mercy.

Qin Dabao glanced at the two police officers from the police station. They didn't dare to speak anymore.

After he went out, he stuffed Liu Shuwen and the other two into his sidecar, started the car and drove away.

The two police officers looked at each other, and no one said anything. Now that things had come to this, it was no longer their responsibility.