Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Sun Qian usually doesn't like to wear a gun on his waist. He has a big belly, thick flesh, and no hip bones. If he hangs the holster on his belt, his pants will always fall down, so he basically doesn't carry a gun with him.

Sun Qian pulled Liu Xiangmei and said to Yuxiu, "Lead the way. I'm going to meet this Cheng guy."

Yuxiu was terrified. She waved her hands repeatedly, "Brother Sun, don't go. I'm not hurt. Cheng Xizhi's father is the director of the grain station. If we offend him, the grain we eat in the future will be stones and sand."

Sun Qian's fat face was a little grim, and he said with a half-smile: "He dares? A bunch of country bumpkins, how can they turn the world upside down? Let's go!"

Yuxiu had no choice but to lead the way.

Wang Datu and Zhao Wuhe, squatting at the door of the wing room, heard everything. Zhao Wuhe also stood up and wanted to follow, but Wang Datu pulled him back and said, "Don't go. It's better to just watch the fun."

Zhao Wuhe stared at him for more than ten seconds, then shook off his hand and chased after Sun Qian.

Wang Datu curled his lips and cursed, "Stupid B!" He turned around and saw Qin Dabao glancing at him nonchalantly from a distance. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly slipped back into the house. He always felt that Dabao could see through his thoughts.

Qin Dabao and Zuo Mingyue were playing with the two little girls. Yuxiu and the others came in and he saw them. Although he was a little far away and didn't hear what was going on, Sun Qian went back to the house to get his gun. It was obvious that he was angry, and then several people went out.

Although Dabao didn't hear what Wang Datu was cursing, he could tell what he was cursing from his lip movements, and he had some idea in his mind.

Zuo Mingyue also saw it. She was about to ask what was going on, but Dabao held her back and shook his head.

"Don't worry, Fatty can handle it."

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The grain station is also on this street of the commune. In the entire commune, the place with the most money and resources is the grain station. In terms of area, the grain station is also the largest, followed by the commune middle school.

Although the grain station is located in the commune, it is not under the jurisdiction of the commune, but under the jurisdiction of the grain bureau. Therefore, the director of a grain station is at the same level as the director of the commune.

The Sijiqing Commune Grain Station has two iron-railed gates, and inside you enter a large courtyard covering more than ten hectares. The courtyard is a square cement space, flat, hard and smooth, and is mainly used for spreading grain to dry.

On the edge of the yard, there are several rows of tall houses, which are the grain warehouses. Near the grain warehouses are several rows of houses, which are the offices of the staff of the Grain Management Office. The grain station has a stationmaster, deputy stationmaster, accountant, warehouse manager, etc., as well as a dozen temporary workers.

The wall of the granary was painted in red with the words: Sell patriotic grain enthusiastically, it is an honor to pay the public grain.

The work at this grain station is the easiest. It is busiest during the autumn harvest. The rest of the time is free. The work of drying the grain is done by temporary workers.

Sun Qian walked to the main door of the grain station office with his hands behind his back, looked at the sign hanging on the door, sneered, and strode in.

The grain station office area is a corridor with offices on both sides.

At this time, Lin Yuxiu, Liu Xiangmei and Zhao Wuhe also followed. Sun Qian looked around and heard laughter coming from the first office on the left.

"Damn, there are so many ungrateful people these days. When my uncle was here, he treated them so well. Even the rations they received every month were top quality. But now, as soon as he left, the tea got cold, and all the money went to the new guy who came to lick his ass."

"Of course not. When Chief Cheng was here, the police station had food and drinks. Now that he's gone, we're out of food, right?"

"Xiaozhi, it would be bad if we didn't give them food, right? After all, they have a note from the commune."

"What's the point of a note from the commune? Our grain station isn't under the control of the commune. Let me put it this way, only the commune needs help from my father, and my father never needs help from them."

"But that little girl surnamed Lin is quite pitiful. You shouldn't hit her."

"Haha, shouldn't you hit her? She's the one who deserves to be hit. Last winter, her sister was sick. Wasn't it my uncle who lent her fifty cents to buy medicine? If it weren't for my uncle, they would have died a long time ago. I don't really want to hit her. Last time, I even touched her hand and she wouldn't let me. Is she pretending to be a chaste woman?"

"Oh, you are such a jerk. How old is this little girl? Can she withstand your big body?"

"You don't understand this. What does the old saying say? If you can hold a basin, you can handle a person..."

Sun Qian kicked the door open, startling the five people who were smoking and drinking tea in the room.

Sun Qian walked into the room, put his hands behind his back, looked at the five people, and said coldly: "Who is Cheng Xiaozhi?"

The people in the room looked Sun Qian up and down. Seeing that he was wearing official clothes, four of them fell silent. A young man with a sharp face sat at the table, smoking a cigarette, and squinted at Sun Qian: "Why is this guy so fat? Is he a pig spirit? I am Cheng..."

Sun Qian took two steps forward, grabbed his hair, and slammed him hard on the table. Cheng Xiaozhi screamed in pain, and blood spurted out of his nose.

Sun Qian quickly took a step back, shook his hands, and said with disgust: "Fuck! How long has it been since you washed your hair? It's all greasy."

Cheng Xiaozhi was stunned and scrabbled around: "Who? Who hit me?"

"Fuck!" Sun Qian sneered: "You dare to scold me?" He didn't care that his hair was greasy, he grabbed Cheng Xiaozhi's hair and dragged him out.

The four people couldn't stand it anymore and jumped up: "Are you from the police station?"

"How dare you come to the grain station and act wild?"

"Let him go immediately!"

Sun Qian raised his pistol and fired two shots at the ground. The four men were so frightened that they dared not move.

"If you make any more noise, I'll arrest you all."

Sun Qian grabbed Cheng Xiaozhi's hair and dragged him out. At this time, the gunshots alarmed people in other offices. Many people leaned out to look. The door of the office next door was pushed open with a bang, and a short and fat man ran over with a panicked look on his face.

"What's going on? Are you from the police station? I'm Qi Tianle, deputy director of the grain station. Hey, what's going on? Let him go quickly..."

No one paid any attention to him. Cheng Xiaozhi struggled desperately. Zhao Wuhe didn't tolerate him and stomped on him twice. Cheng Xiaozhi covered his stomach and screamed.

Sun Qian grabbed Cheng Xiaozhi by the hair with one hand and held a gun with the other, dragging him from the grain station yard to the street.

Cheng Xiaozhi's screams attracted the shops and residents on both sides to come out and watch.

Qi Tianle was standing at the gate of the grain station, jumping around anxiously. A worker wearing glasses pulled him back and said, "Deputy Station Master Qi, hurry up, call the station master! Something's going to happen..."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll call right now. Hey, who should I call? Does anyone know where the webmaster is?" No one answered him.

Sun Qian was a little tired and called out, "Wuhe, come and drag him back to the police station."

Zhao Wuhe happily agreed, came over, grabbed Cheng Xiaozhi's hair and continued to drag him.

"Hey Fatty, you're too weak. You can't even take a few steps? I think you should train with me tomorrow. I'm in great shape."

Sun Qian shook off a tuft of hair from his hand and said with a smile: "Get lost, is it easy for me to maintain this body? And I still want to train with you? If I had that much time, I would go learn Kung Fu from Bao Lao..."

Several people in the police station were chatting and laughing, and even Yuxiu's little face showed a smile. This Cheng Xiaozhi always talked nonsense and touched her when he saw her. Although the girl was young, she was sensible early and knew that Cheng Xiaozhi had no good intentions towards her. It was just that she was afraid that Deputy Director Cheng would kick her and her sister out, so she did not say anything. But today, Brother Sun stood up for her and dealt with this guy, which really relieved her.

The crowds of onlookers on both sides of the street were from various units within the commune, and since they all lived on this street, who didn't know who? Seeing that the guy being dragged on the ground like a dog was actually the son of the grain station director, there was a lot of discussion and some even cheered. It was obvious that this guy really had a terrible relationship with others.

Zhao Wuhe was very strong and Cheng Xiaozhi could not struggle against him, but as soon as he was dragged into the police station, Cheng Xiaozhi became scared. When his uncle was the deputy director of the police station, he could come here with ease, but now that the master has changed, he feels unsure.

Zhao Wuhe dragged him into the police station. Cheng Xiaozhi struggled desperately. Everyone working in the yard stopped and watched the excitement.

Qin Dabao had already heard the whole story from Liu Guifang. He and Zuo Mingyue were standing on the steps, each holding a little girl, playing.

Cheng Xiaozhi struggled desperately and shouted desperately. Sun Qian and others also entered the yard. The gate of the police station was crowded with people watching the excitement. For a while, the police station was more lively than a market.

Cheng Xiaozhi was lying on the ground struggling when suddenly a tall figure came into view. From this angle, it looked like a handsome man holding a little girl, looking down at him coldly.

Qin Dabao frowned and said to Zhao Wuhe: "You can't be so lenient towards criminals, understand?"

Cheng Xiaozhi was stunned. Criminal? Are you talking about me?

Qin Dabao kicked Cheng Xiaozhi hard in the face. Dabao usually wore leather shoes, which were of very hard quality in those days.

Cheng Xiaozhi's vision suddenly went dark, and he seemed to see his great-grandfather and great-grandmother smiling at him, and then he fainted.

Qin Dabao rubbed his leather shoes on him and said: "Hang it up, Xiaowu, you and Xiaoliu will restore his memory and let him move around. We will have donkey meat dumplings tonight and we can eat more."

Zhao Wuhe was happy, agreed, bowed, picked up Cheng Xiaozhi and ran to the stable, and Liu Xiangmei followed with a smile.

Qin Dabao rubbed Yuxiu's hair and said, "If you get bullied in the future, just tell me. Don't keep it to yourself, okay? Go to your sister Mingyue and get a gun. Practice when you have nothing to do. If anyone dares to challenge you again, just shoot. I'll be responsible if anything happens."

Lin Yuxiu wiped away her tears and said, "I understand. Thank you, Brother Dabao, and thank you, Brother Sun."

Sun Qian walked over, laughed, and gave her a push: "Go and help with the cooking. I'm hungry."

"Okay." Yuxiu agreed happily and ran away. The little girl felt an unprecedented sense of security.