Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Qinggui was encouraged and no longer so nervous.

"In our Qinjiagou, my father is the oldest and has the best say..."

Han Qianyue felt relieved when she heard this. With this relationship, it would not be difficult to get off to a good start.

"Wangzhuang Village and Wujiadian Village are smaller than ours. Wangzhuang Village has 98 households and a population of 577. The village chief is called Wang Mantang. This old guy is a piece of shit. When the class status was determined, his family was clearly a rich peasant and they even hired farmhands. Later, I don't know who used his connections to classify him as a middle peasant and he even became the village chief..."

Han Qianyue wrote down every word. This was firsthand information, much less exaggerated than what the commune knew.

"About half of the people in Wangzhuang Village are surnamed Wang, and the rest are from other families. I heard from my second brother that this village is a bit difficult to deal with, mainly because of the Wang Mantang clan, who are quite unreasonable.

Wujiadian has fewer people, only 82 households and a population of 425. Originally, Wujiadian was a village made up of five surnames. My second brother said it was quite a complicated village. The village chief was called Li Qi, but he didn't have the final say in village affairs; the elders of these five surnames had the final say.

Han Qianyue nodded and said, "These three villages are quite typical. Dabao, you can work hard tomorrow and bring your second uncle to the commune. We will plan it carefully. This will be a pilot project. If it succeeds, the rest will be easy."

Qin Dabao agreed, and now it was settled, his second uncle's position as production team leader was secure.

After chatting for a while, they found out that Han Qianyue had no place to live in the commune. Zuo Mingyue invited Han Qianyue to live with her in the police station. Dabao thought about it and agreed. Aunt Wang was a female comrade and was unfamiliar with the place, so it would indeed be safer for her to live in the police station.

The key point is that he will feel even more justified when he goes to Wang Guohua’s office to raid it next time.

Han Qianyue agreed without hesitation. There were many female comrades in the police station, so it was much more convenient and safer.

It didn't take long for her to realize how correct her decision was.

Dabao accompanied Han Qianyue to talk and asked Qin Qinggui to go to the health center to tell Baozhong's family that Dabao would send them back to the countryside tomorrow.

Qin Qinggui had just changed into his uniform and was about to go to the grain station to show off to his wife, but when he heard that he was asked to go to the health center, he went there happily.

Qi Tianle also took this opportunity to say goodbye.

After dinner, Dabao and a few others drank tea in his office. Dabao took out a Browning from his gun bag, and then took out an armpit holster and handed it to Han Qianyue.

"Auntie, this is the countryside after all. The security situation is not as good as in the city. You should keep a gun with you for self-defense."

Han Qianyue laughed heartily and pulled out an ivory-handled Browning pistol from his waist. "This was given to me by your uncle Wang five years ago. I've been keeping it at home. This time I'm back in the countryside, I brought it with me."

Sun Qian opened his gun bag and searched for the holster inside. Dabao kicked him and took out two holsters from inside and handed them to Zuo Mingyue.

"Yueliang, tomorrow you will mainly teach Daya how to shoot. It doesn't matter how accurate she is, as long as she can make a shot. Ask Fatty for the bullets."

Zuo Mingyue responded, took the holster and two Browning pistols and went out to find Daya.

Dabao took the pistol from Han Qianyue's hand, but he was still a little worried. It had not been used or maintained for five years. It was unclear whether it would fire when it was really needed.

Han Qianyue smiled as she watched Dabao skillfully disassembling the pistol, feeling it was a pity in her heart. This boy was too outstanding and even had a boyfriend. Her daughter was studying in Shanghai and never came back. It seemed that they were not destined to be together.

. . . . .

It was already dark. Dabao finished washing up and sat on the steps. He now liked the countryside a little bit. He looked up at the sky. It seemed that all the stars appeared in an instant. In this era without smog, the stars seemed particularly bright.

Dabao cleared his mind. He was a little confused. Was it the pressure of life in his previous life that made his personality so withdrawn and cowardly? Why was it so different from this life?

Perhaps it was because he had been suppressed for too long, or because he always thought it was a dream, that allowed him to release his inner thoughts. However, these were not important. What was important was that he understood that he would never let himself be wronged again in his rebirth.

A piece of clothing was draped over his shoulders, and a faint fragrance lingered between his nostrils. Dabao pulled over a small stool, patted it, and Zuo Mingyue sat next to him.

"You seem to be worried today. I haven't asked you in front of many people. Can you tell me about it?"

Dabao intertwined his fingers with hers and said with a smile: "I have a little bit on my mind, but there is nothing I can't tell you. From the moment I accepted you, I will not hide anything from you."

Zuo Mingyue leaned her head on Dabao's shoulder and murmured, "Then tell me about it."

Dabao said softly: "Have you heard about Wenwen's origins in the compound?"

Zuo Mingyue shook her head: "I don't like to listen to other people's gossip, because I know it's not true. It's like people saying I'm a young widow. Am I? I've never been married and I've only met the man once. How can I be unlucky in marriage? That's why I especially hate people who gossip."

Dabao then recounted Wenwen's story: "My uncle and aunt want to adopt Wenwen, and I'm worried that Wenwen won't be able to untie the knot in her heart and get hurt again."

Zuo Mingyue hugged Dabao's arms tightly and sighed: "In fact, Wenwen is already very happy. Although she has lost her parents, she has met a brother like you, and has found her grandparents and so many relatives. She should be very happy.

Unlike me who has been alone for so many years..."

Dabao put his palms together, wrapped her hand in his, and said slowly: "Maybe God let me come back because I missed too much in my previous life. Moon, I am by your side, always here. I couldn't participate in your past, but I will always be there in your future..."

Zuo Mingyue smiled and nodded, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, two clear gunshots were heard in the distance. Dabao stood up and listened carefully, but there was only the sound of the wind in the silent night sky.

Zuo Mingyue stood up and asked hesitantly: "Is that a gunshot?"

"Yes, it was gunshots, coming from the northeast, Ergou, Ergou!"

Ergou ran out while putting on his clothes: "Brother Dabao..."

"Follow me."

Zuo Mingyue hurriedly said, "I'll go too."

Dabao put on his clothes and waved his hands: "No need for you, Ergou and I can go. Ergou, can you shoot?"

"meeting!"

At this time, everyone came out of the house. Han Qianyue put on her clothes and asked in a deep voice: "Dabao, what's going on?"

Dabao pulled out his pistol and loaded it: "There's gunfire coming from the northeast. Ergou and I are going to take a look on our motorcycles."

Sun Qian, Liu Xiangmei, Gou Fugui and others hurriedly said, "Let's go too."

Dabao and Ergou had already boarded the motorcycle. Dabao turned around and said, "Why are you going? By the time you get there, it will be too late."

You guys guard the police station well, don’t be careless…”

The sidecar motorcycle rushed out. Qin Qinggui opened his mouth but didn't shout.

Han Qianyue put on her clothes and said, "Ladies and children, come to our room. The men are waiting in the main office. Sun? Sun Qian, right? Didn't Dabao say he got his guns back? Give them all out."

"yes!"

Dabao drove his motorcycle, the lights blazing, along the commune road, heading northeast. Ergou, in the sidecar, was so excited his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He kept yelling in his mind, "This is so exciting! This is the life I want..."

The motorcycle was not moving fast, but Dabao's mental power extended to a distance of fifty meters. Even if a mosquito moved, it could not escape his perception.

The motorcycle drove out of the commune. Dabao identified the direction and drove down the rural road.

Judging from the gunshots we just heard, it shouldn't be too far away. If it were far away, we wouldn't be able to hear it so clearly.

The motorcycle drove forward again, and Dabao discovered the situation. A big tree fell in the middle of the road. On the dirt road in front of the tree, a person was lying without shoes.

Dabao stopped his motorcycle, took out a gun from his waist and handed it to Ergou, and took out his own gun from his holster.

His mental power scanned back and forth, but there was no movement around.

He focused his mental power on the person lying prone, and upon closer inspection, he discovered it was the hospital director, Li Qingming...