Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao whispered, "Village Chief Fan, can you please excuse me?"

This attitude made Fan Jinmin very happy. He looked back at the villagers and coughed: "Okay."

The two walked to the side, Qin Dabao took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, opened it, took out a cigarette and gave it to Fan Jinmin.

When Fan Jinmin saw it, his eyes lit up. He had seen these cigarettes on his brother's desk. They seemed to be the best in the country. Just this box cost 1.2 yuan, which could buy three pounds of cornmeal. Who could afford to smoke these? It seemed that this young police officer came from a well-off family.

"Village Chief Fan, I can see that you are a powerful person in this village. I think you have to step in and take care of this matter today."

Fan Jinmin held the cigarette between his ears, staring at the cigarette box in Dabao's hand with his eyes, and answered with a grunt.

"This is what happened. This Li Heilu came to your Fanjiabao and beat someone to death. You ordered me to arrest the criminal on the spot and personally took Li Heilu to the police station.

You see, this way, you gain face, and I also gain credit, and we're both happy, how about it?"

When Fan Jinmin heard this, he was overjoyed. This was a huge honor. If he did this, he would be the only one among the village heads in the entire commune. It would be a great honor.

Besides, if you stand up for the villagers, they will have to listen to you in the future. Isn't this what the opera means by "serving the people"?

Then I thought, no, I can't agree so easily. Cigarettes? I haven't got the cigarettes yet...

Thinking of this, he pretended to be embarrassed: "This is not right, how can I..." He spoke with a long tone, his eyes staring straight at the cigarette.

Dabao pressed the cigarette into his hand and said, "Please, Village Chief Fan, please help me."

Fan Jinmin was overjoyed. He quickly took the cigarette box, took the cigarette from his ear, stuffed it into the cigarette box, put it in his pocket, and patted it gently: "How can I not cooperate with the public security comrades? I must personally take Li Heilu to the police station!"

He turned around and shouted, "Pu Gouzi, quickly harness the cart and help the public security comrades take this..." He thought for a moment and said, "Take this criminal to the police station. I'll take him there myself. Damn it! How dare you come to our Fanjiabao to cause trouble? You're looking for death!"

An old man responded and hurried to harness the horse.

Fan Jinmin's actions won cheers and applause.

Li Heilu's mother knelt on the ground with tears and snot, and kowtowed repeatedly, begging Fan Jinmin to show mercy and let Li Heilu go.

Fan Jinmin recalled the way his brother Fan Jinquan spoke during the land reform era. He tried to put one hand on his waist, legs apart, and waved his other hand above his head. This posture was very similar to his brother's. The only difference was that his clothes were worn, while his brother's were draped. At this moment, Fan Jinmin felt that the difference between him and Fan Jinquan was the difference between wearing clothes or draping them.

"Don't plead for the criminals. I won't buy it. Let me tell you, I will never allow anyone to come to our Fanjiabao to cause trouble! No one!"

His brilliant image once again won applause from the audience.

Qin Dabao couldn't stand his pretentiousness any longer and was about to vomit if he continued to watch. He grabbed Li Heilu and stuffed him into the sidecar.

"Village Chief Fan, Village Chief Fan."

"Hey, here we are, Public Security Comrade, shall we take a motorcycle?"

Qin Dabao whispered, "Village Chief Fan, riding a motorcycle is more impressive."

Fan Jinmin was so happy that he rode on the back of the motorcycle and slapped Li Heilu on the back of the head, just like a general about to go to war.

Li Heilu called out weakly, "Cousin..."

Fan Jinmin slapped him again: "Stop trying to get close to me. You've committed a crime and are a criminal. You're going to go to jail. I want to draw a clear line between us."

When Li Heilu heard this, he was doomed. He truly regretted beating and killing his wife.

Dabao came to Gou Fugui and whispered, "Fugui, what do you think of this corpse?"

Gou Fugui glanced at Huaihua's father and said hesitantly, "Director, after all, she was married to me. I can't let her body be exposed in the wilderness. I want to bury her."

Dabao nodded: "Okay!"

He straightened up and said loudly: "This is a very serious criminal case. The body must be sent to the police station and the city police will take it away. A carriage will be here soon. Gou Fugui will be responsible for bringing the body back intact. If anyone dares to obstruct, Gou Fugui?"

Gou Fugui also stood up and answered: "Here!"

"If anyone dares to obstruct the police, you can use a gun to stop them! If anyone dares to endanger your life, you can shoot and execute them on the spot."

"Yes!" Gou Fugui's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He lifted his clothes, pulled out his pistol, and looked at the villagers. The villagers were frightened and retreated.

Qin Dabao's eyes swept across the villagers, especially Huaihua's father. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and everyone who came into contact with them could not help but take a step back, not even daring to breathe.

Fan Jinmin sat on the motorcycle with a smug look on his face. He didn't care at all why Gou Fugui would listen to a young man.

After Dabao told Gou Fugui about it, he got back on the motorcycle, shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator. The motorcycle rushed out and almost threw Fan Jinmin out. He was so scared that he quickly grabbed Dabao's clothes.

Fanjiabao is not far from the commune. The road is wide and easy to walk. It only takes about ten minutes to get there. When passing by the gate of the commune, Tan Xianglan happened to be pushing her bicycle in.

She heard the sound of a motorcycle and looked back, and saw a sidecar motorcycle flashing by like lightning. Tan Xianglan looked over and saw that the person riding the motorcycle was the young director named Qin, and behind him sat the arrogant Fan Jinmin. She had seen Fan Jinmin several times and knew that he was Fan Jinquan's younger brother.

Tan Xianglan didn't care. Her husband worked at a power plant and only came home once every three to five days. This morning, as soon as her husband left for work, she couldn't wait to discuss yesterday's meeting with Fan Jinquan and make an appointment to go to her house in the evening to play poker.

Qin Dabao didn't see the carriage at the entrance of the health center, so he knew that Sun Youfu and the others had not arrived yet.

He drove the motorcycle directly back to the police station. When they heard the sound of the motorcycle, everyone in the station came out to greet him.

Yuyun and Yuxue jumped up and clapped their hands and shouted. The two little girls were in trouble. Dabao had told them to stay away from the car. They remembered it clearly.

Dabao stopped the car, got off the motorcycle, walked around to the other end of the sidecar, and reached out to pick up Li Heilu. Li Heilu was wearing a black coat and was lying on the ground howling.

When Zuo Mingyue saw this, she quickly covered the eyes of the two little girls.

Dabao gave a thumbs up, saying he was really smart. He kicked Li Heilu in the mouth, muffling his shouting.

Li Heilu was in so much pain that he couldn't even get up. The blood from his shoulders soaked his clothes, but he dared not make a sound.

"Xiangmei, uncle, come, hang this murderer in the stable."

"Yes!" "Hey!"

Two men came over, and one of them carried Li Heilu away.

Dabao turned around and saw Fan Jinmin riding on the back of the motorcycle, drooling over Zuo Mingyue and Daya. He had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life.

Qin Dabao slapped him down with a slap: "You are still beautiful?"

Fan Jinmin was stunned. What was going on? He hadn't been like that just now. Was this young man born in the Year of the Dog? He'd flipped out so easily?

"Hey? Public Security Comrade, why are you hitting someone? Don't you recognize who I am?"

Dabao burst out laughing. With this guy's IQ, how did he become the village chief?

"Xiaowu, this is Fan Jinmin. Bring him over to meet his two accomplices and reminisce about the past."

Zhao Wuhe came over happily and kicked Fan Jinmin.

Fan Jinmin couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and shouted, "What are you doing? Did you arrest the wrong person? I am Fan Jinmin, the village chief of Fanjiabao, and my cousin is Fan Jinquan, the director of the commune..."

Zhao Wuhe swung his arm and gave him a big smack on the neck, knocking Fan Jinmin forward. His lips were broken and he screamed in pain.

Zhao Wuhe grabbed his collar and dragged him to the stable.

Now that it was quiet, Zuo Mingyue put down her hand. The two little girls ran down the stairs cheering. Dabao picked them up.

"Moon, where's Lao Liu?"

"In the backyard."

Dabao put the two little girls down and walked to the backyard. When he passed by the stable, he saw that it was bustling with activity. Fan Jinmin was tied to the horse post.

Wang Dayong and the Gao brothers were tied up tightly in the corner. Li Heilu was so scared that he didn't even dare to make a sound.

Fan Jinmin cursed: "Gao Cheng, Gao Quan, you are so disloyal! How many times have I treated you two to drinks? You two still owe me five dollars. Did I ask for it? Did I ask you for it? You two came in and bit me? Do you have any conscience? You are so disloyal!"

Gao Cheng and Gao Quan have never lost when it comes to verbal battles. Many old women in the village can't beat them in scolding. Now when they hear Fan Jinmin scolding them, can they tolerate him?

"Fan Jinmin, you idiot, are we disloyal? Tell me, how many things have we, your brothers, helped you with?"

"Fan Jinmin, you fucking hooked up with someone's young wife. You got chased away by the man? You even lost your shoes, didn't you? If we hadn't beaten him up for you, would he have let you go so easily?"

"Also, every time you got into trouble for money at the police station, it was us who stood up for you. Otherwise, you would have been beaten to death long ago."

"Your Third Aunt scolded you, but didn't you ask me and my brother to smash her pot?"

"You peeped at that female cadre from the commune taking a bath. That female cadre was also your brother's lover. Someone found out, and wasn't it me, Gao Cheng, who took the blame for you?"

"Your village is electing a village chief. Aren't you afraid that the demobilized soldier will be elected, so you hired us two to drive a horse-drawn carriage and break his legs?"

The two men kept talking, foaming at the mouth, and Fan Jinmin's face turned pale.

Zhao Wuhe and the other two were sitting at the table, laughing so hard that they were rolling on the floor. These things were too interesting. If they said anything more, they would all be shot.

Wang Dayong closed his eyes in agony. Damn it! What the hell had he done to deserve to be partnered with these two fools?

Qin Dabao listened for a while with his arms folded, and Liu Tiechui came over from the backyard.

"Old Liu, I just happened to need something from you."

"What's the matter, Director?"

"Can you find a coffin?"

"Ah?" Liu Tiechui was shocked. Why did the director want a coffin?