Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

A strong man squatted down and said: "Who can I kill with my bare hands? I'm not Wu Erlang."

Wang Wenshun also squatted down and lifted the cloth on the basket he was carrying. Inside were six or seven shuttlecock heads.

"Use this thing to make a big hole."

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Several big hands reached out, grabbed the sharp spear heads, and tucked them into the back of the waist while no one was paying attention, and covered them with clothes.

They were really a bit too arrogant, forgetting that this was Qinjiagou's territory. Even if Qin Qingfu was inexperienced, he knew his own limitations.

Now most members of Qinjiagou support him, not because they are afraid of him, but because they are afraid of Old Qin and Dabao.

The Li family in Wujiadian also supported him. As for Wangzhuang Village, Qin Qingfu knew that it had a feud with Qinjiagou.

In order to grab water, Wang Baozhai once led the tenants of two villages to fight with Qinjiagou. As a result, the people of these two villages were not as united as those of Qinjiagou. Two people from Wangzhuang Village died on the spot and more than a dozen were seriously injured. Only then did they admit defeat, but the hatred had already been formed.

Wang Wenshun's father died in this battle for water. Now Wang Wenshun has gathered more than a dozen men from the Wang family, who are watching covetously from the sidelines. Qin Qingfu must send people to keep an eye on them.

Not far from where Wang Wenshun and the others were, a few young boys were playing, including Dajun and Daquan. Daquan winked at his brother and sneaked away. Dajun was a little confused. What did he mean? Why were you glaring at me?

Qin Qingfu squeezed out of the crowd and stood next to Qin Qinggui. He felt safe with his brother's uniform and the gun on his waist.

Qin Qinggui's gun was returned to him after he studied the public security regulations every day for the past few days and begged Dabao several times, promising that he would never make such a stupid mistake again.

Daquan ran over and whispered, "Dad, uncle."

Qin Qingfu turned around and asked: "All right, what happened?"

"Dad, I saw several people in Wangzhuang Village stuffing iron lumps into their waists. They looked like spear heads."

"Fuck! If you attach a stick to that thing, it's like a gun. Qinggui, what should we do? Should we prepare something?"

After Qin Qinggui's last training session, he had gained a lot of experience in the police station these days and had become much calmer. He grabbed Qin Qingfu and

"Brother, Dabao has made some arrangements. We can't do anything rash. Don't worry. When I came back yesterday, Dabao said, let them jump. If they don't jump out, we won't be able to deal with them."

Qin Qingfu felt relieved when he heard that Dabao had made arrangements. This nephew, in the words of Old Qin, was a hero in ancient times. In his eyes, his nephew had no eyelashes and was full of tricks.

The threshing ground was already full of people. Most of the members from the three villages had come. Excluding the elderly and infants who could not move, there were more than a thousand people here.

Wang Baozhai also came. He hunched his neck and put his hands into his sleeves, snuggling under the big locust tree. He smiled at everyone he saw, but if someone looked carefully, they would find that there was a gloomy light in his eyes.

Wang Baozhai was a well-known landlord in the surrounding area. Most of the land here originally belonged to his family. Back then, life was so comfortable.

Suddenly one day, the country changed its owner, and his land, house, gold, silver and jewelry were all confiscated. Fortunately, the three of them saved their lives, but they were also driven to live in the house where the farmhands lived.

The silk and satin were replaced by rags, the delicacies from land and sea were replaced by simple meals, the landlords who used to go out with their chests and stomachs puffed out have now become humble people who dare not smile or speak when seeing people.

How could Wang Baozhai accept this? So he kept waiting, waiting for an opportunity for chaos. When the time came, he would instigate others to cause trouble so that he could benefit from it.

Wang Baozhai is not stupid. He knows that this situation cannot be changed. He just wants to get some benefits and change his current situation. That's all. Even if he can't get any benefits, it's good to see these poor Koreans fighting among themselves.

As for the idea that people would die if they caused trouble? Wang Baozhai curled his lips. "What poor Koreans! One less person to die!"

My cousin Wang Wenshun is a fool. He was fooled by a few cups of wine and a few sweet words. He shouted that he wanted to avenge his father and become the production team leader.

Wang Baozhai chuckled inwardly. Is this the level of intelligence he has? He's barely above a fool, and yet he still wants to be an official? Is this just a pipe dream?

He saw with his own eyes that Wang Wenshun and several others tucked the spearheads into their waistbands, and the smile on his face became even wider. He exchanged glances with Wang Wenshun's cousin Wang Gousheng, who nodded slightly.

Everything was ready, just waiting for the gongs and drums to beat and the show to begin. Wang Baozhai finally showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

Li Fulu, the commune secretary, looked at his watch and whispered to Li He, "Secretary Li, it's almost time. Secretary Han and the others will be here soon."

Li He nodded, stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle Qin, the commune leader is coming soon, let's go out."

The reason why he was so polite was entirely because the old man in front of him was Qin Dabao's grandfather, and he dared not disrespect him.

Old Qin waved his hand and said, "Leader Li, you guys go ahead. We old guys won't cause you any more trouble."

Li Hezheng was just hoping for that. If these old men came to the meeting, they would have to be given seats. But if they were given seats, what about the people from Wangzhuang Village? What about the people from Wujiadian? There was no way to arrange that. So it would be best for the old men to drink tea and chat in the ancestral hall.

Li He walked out of the ancestral hall and sat down at the conference table. Li Fulu knocked on the microphone, and a hollow voice came from the loud speaker.

At this time, the sound of a jeep was heard, and Li He stood up: "The secretary is here."

He led Li Fulu and Liu Baoguo to squeeze out of the crowd. Wu Dayu also stood up, walked to the front of the crowd, and shouted: "Make way, Secretary Han from the commune is here."

No one paid any attention to him. Wu Dayu looked up and saw a mess of messy hair and confused faces of the members.

Qin Youfu and Qin Yougui rushed over and waved their hands. The members then made way for Li and the others to leave.

Gu Yueling was still in the ancestral hall, smiling like a flower, serving tea and water to a group of old men.

An old man is older but younger in generation, so he has to call Dabao uncle, he asked curiously.

"Comrade, why don't you go out and get busy?"

Gu Yueling said openly: "I am pursuing Comrade Qin Dabao. Sooner or later, I will be the daughter-in-law of your Qinjiagou. I am willing to stay in this ancestral hall."

The old man stood up hurriedly when he heard this, and said with a hunched back: "So you are my aunt, I can't bear you pouring water for me."

Old Qin smiled and asked, "What's your last name, girl?"

"Grandpa, my surname is Gu, and my name is Gu Yueling."

"Gu Yueling?" The old man was a little confused. Something seemed to be wrong. He remembered that his eldest grandson had come back and said that his girlfriend's surname seemed to be Zuo, and her name also had the word "Yue" in it.

Originally, there was a rule in the ancestral hall that women who were not on the family tree were not allowed to enter. But when he saw that she was from an official family, Old Qin did not say anything. Now when he heard that she was the eldest grandson's girlfriend, that was the eldest grandson's wife, and she must be included in the family tree, he smiled and said nothing.

The jeep stopped in the open space. Han Qianyue got out of the passenger seat. Tan Xianglan, Zuo Mingyue and Daya also got out from the back seat.

Zuo Mingyue and Daya guarded Han Qianyue on the left and right, and Tan Xianglan followed behind with a briefcase.

Li He came forward and said, "Secretary, you are here."

Han Qianyue tugged at her collar. She had short hair and wore a double-breasted cadre uniform, looking very capable.

Han Qianyue asked in a low voice: "Are all the people here?"

Li He nodded: "Except for some elderly people and children, the rest of the members are basically here."

Han Qianyue looked around the crowd. Almost everyone was looking at them numbly. They couldn't even eat enough, so how could they smile with such energy?

"We need to pay attention to safety and avoid crowding members. It would be bad if there was chaos and someone got hurt."

Li He looked around and asked in surprise: "Secretary, why didn't Director Qin and the militia come?"

Han Qianyue coughed: "He has his mission."

Li He was stunned. Isn't this ridiculous? His heart began to tighten...