Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Lu Xiu'e took Wenwen and Niuniu back to the city at three in the afternoon. Wenwen and Niuniu were reluctant to leave. They were smart. Instead of saying they couldn't bear to leave their brother, they hugged Zuo Mingyue's thighs, crying and shouting that they couldn't bear to leave their sister-in-law.

This moved Zuo Mingyue so much that she shed a lot of tears. In the end, Lu Xiu'e slapped her on the buttocks twice, and the two little girls got on the car with pouty mouths.

Dabao was heartbroken. While his mother was being kind to Nuannuan, he ran to the car, hugged the two little girls, and made many unequal treaties, which made the little girls happy.

Here, Lu Xiu'e touched Zuo Mingyue's face, looked at the baby in her arms, sighed and said: "My children, since you insist on taking care of Nuannuan by yourselves, Mom will not say anything.

Wait a few days and let Dabao take you home. Your grandparents want to see you. You two are civil servants. Dabao still has one year and four months to go before he turns twenty. Only then can you register for marriage.

You have to take good care of yourself. If you have any problems, call mom. Dabao is not the type of person who would let his wife suffer. There is no such thing as disputes in our family. As long as you are fine, that's all that matters.

You guys take care of Nuannuan first. When you get busy with work, send my granddaughter back to me. I’ll take care of the child for you when I’m not working…”

Although they had only been together for a few hours, Zuo Mingyue had completely fallen in love with her mother-in-law. She felt that her personality was similar to hers, and she even changed her address to "Mom" instead of "Auntie".

Little Nuannuan kept grabbing Zuo Mingyue's clothes, fearing that this grandma would take her away. From Nuannuan, Dabao understood the preciousness of the spiritual well water. It can develop brain power, increase IQ, and strengthen the body. It is a gift from God to him.

He bathed Nuannuan and the little tiger cub with the water from the spiritual well every night. The two little ones grew fatter visibly and could understand what he said.

As the jeep left, the phone in the big office rang. Sun Qian was on duty and quickly picked up the phone. His face changed after hearing the call.

Sun Qian ran out and shouted: "Boss, there's a case."

Dabao turned his head and squinted his eyes at Sun Qian: "What's wrong?"

"A fire broke out in a house in Mengjiawan. All eight members of the family were burned to death. Only a woman in the cowshed survived."

Dabao frowned and said, "Go put on your coat, Daya, you should go too. Let's go to the scene."

Sun Qian agreed and went to the main office to get his coat and hat. Daya put on the hat and belt, fully armed.

Dabao went back to the office, put on his coat, hat, and shoulder bag, which he had to bring, mainly to hide from people's eyes.

After leaving the office, Zuo Mingyue held Little Nuannuan in her arms and looked at him. Dabao rubbed her short hair, kissed her little face, and put his fingers on her lips. A stream of water flowed silently into the baby's body. Little Nuannuan clenched her fists tightly and cried out "Ahaha" twice, as if to thank her father.

Dabao withdrew his hand, and the three of them got on their motorcycles and drove out of the police station...

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Mengjiawan is the village farthest from the commune, located in a valley. There are only seventeen or eighteen households in this village, and it is also the poorest place in Sijiqing Commune. Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, the people have been relying on government relief food to survive.

It took Dabao two full hours to reach the destination on his motorcycle, mainly because the mountain road was too difficult to navigate. This was on a sidecar motorcycle, which is the most suitable for mountain travel. What if he had walked? It would take a whole day to walk from Mengjiawan to the commune.

If nothing unexpected happens, Mengjiawan should be the last village to be merged into the production team.

Although it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was still bright. As soon as Dabao and the other two rode their motorcycles into Mengjiawan, they had a feeling that it was too poor, the kind that made them pee blood.

After entering the village, I saw villagers who were all half-naked and had empty eyes, like zombies. They only looked back when they heard the sound of motorcycles, but didn't say a word.

At first glance, this village is full of thatched houses, so low that an adult has to bend down to enter.

There are more than a dozen households in total. No need to ask around, just go to where the smoke is coming from.

In less than two minutes, we arrived at the place. There were 20 to 30 people gathered in front of a house. When they heard the sound of the motorcycle, they all turned around and looked over.

Dabao stopped the car and got out with Sun Qian and Daya. When the villagers saw that they were police officers, they all backed away in fear.

Dabao and Sun Qian walked to the front door of this family with a sullen face. Let's call it a gate, if it is made of branches, then it can be called a gate.

The low fence wall gives you a clear view of the yard.

The three thatched houses had been burned to charcoal, leaving only a few broken walls. The reason why they were burned so thoroughly was probably related to the drought. The air was filled with a strong aroma, like the smell of barbecue.

The only part of the family's barn that was not burned was a corner of it.

In the middle of the yard, eight charred bodies were laid out on the ground. Two of them looked like children of one or two years old.

These corpses were curled up together, and one could imagine how much pain they had suffered in life.

Three men stood before the corpse, each with a sad face.

Dabao walked in. Sun Qian and Daya just took a look and then hid aside and vomited violently.

The three men saw the police coming and hurried over to greet them.

Dabao asked in a deep voice: "Who reported the case?"

One of the young men raised his hand and said, "Comrade, I reported the case."

"Are you the village chief?"

"I'm not." The young man shook his head: "My name is Meng Fanmin, I'm a veteran, and this is the village chief."

A gloomy-faced old man behind him answered with his hands tucked into his sleeves: "Comrade Public Security, I'm the head of this village. My name is Meng Shuanzi."

"Tell me about the situation?"

"What? What's going on?"

Dabao pointed at the corpse with his chin: "When did the fire start? How many people are there in this family? How come no one escaped after the fire started?"

"I, I don't know? Well, I said I wouldn't report it to the police, why would I cause all this trouble? But Meng Fanmin, this troublemaker, insisted on reporting it to the police and even went to Wujia Temple to make the call. He really asked for trouble."

The village chief came up and started talking a lot without saying anything useful. If such a person can become the village chief, this village must be empty-handed.

Dabao glared at him and said, "Shut up and get out of the way! Meng Fanmin, speak!"

"Okay, comrade, there are nine people in this family. The head of the family is called Meng Ergou. He and his wife have four sons and two grandsons. Except for one daughter-in-law who was not burned to death, the rest are all here.

The fire must have started at noon. Someone in the village saw it and said it suddenly caught fire, turning the three rooms into a fireball. Why didn't the people in the house run out when the fire started? Was it because the fire was too big and they couldn't escape? We are not sure about these things.

Dabao shook his head. This was impossible. No matter how big the fire was, the house was so small that a few grown men could have escaped. Unless they were fainted by the smoke, but this was not right either.

If the fire started suddenly as the villagers said, the smoke would not have knocked people down so quickly.

It seems like this…

Dabao was full of questions when he walked into the fire scene. The family was very poor and had no furniture. From the marks on the ground, it was easy to tell where the body was.

After seeing this, Dabao frowned even more tightly. These eight corpses were actually in the same room. Judging from the broken bowls on the ground, they had eaten together.

Five of them were scattered on the ground. Judging from the area in the middle, it should be a table.

There were also one adult and two children lying on the kang. The strange thing was that the marks of struggle on the six adults were not as big as those on the two children.

Dabao came out of the fire and looked at the barn. The barn was next to the toilet. In the corner, there was a black mass curled up.

Dabao's eyes flashed, and he strode over. Just one glance made his eyes burst with anger...