Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao breathed a sigh of relief. In his police station, apart from himself, the only ones with strong fighting power against the enemy were Daya and Gou Fugui. He was a martial arts master, so of course he could see that Daya's Baguazhang was already very advanced, but without actual combat experience, he couldn't be ruthless to the enemy.

Gou Fugui had been to the battlefield and stationed on the border. All his skills were acquired through actual combat, but he had to follow Han Qianyue to the countryside, and he couldn't slack off there.

Zuo Mingyue held Nuannuan and led the two little girls out. The two little girls liked Nuannuan very much and wanted to play with her.

Dabao took Nuannuan. The sun was shining brightly today. The little baby squinted his eyes and rubbed his nose with his little fist.

This child is really different every day. It's only been a few days, but once the nutrition is up to par, the weight increases immediately.

When I first brought him home, he looked like a newborn kitten, but now he has grown visibly.

This family is so cruel that they threw the child into the water as if it were a small animal, without any sense of guilt.

This is how they met Dabao and Zuo Mingyue. Zuo Mingyue was an orphan, and her impression of her parents was limited to photos, so she especially cherished this child who was abandoned by her parents.

And what about Dabao? He is pure and kind. To him, it doesn't make much difference whether the child is his biological child or not. Since he saved the child, it means they are destined to be together, so he treats the child as his own.

This is also the baby's luck. When it was only two months old, it was thrown into the river by its grandmother without even a name. No wonder there is an important ritual in Buddhism to liberate the souls of infants. This is a sin.

In Buddhism, infant spirits are classified as "three no-go" things, neither ghosts nor souls. The underworld does have control over them, so killing infant spirits is a great evil. However, for hundreds of years, even though they know that this is an evil, there are still many people who kill their daughters with their own hands in order to have a son. This is truly the tragedy of human nature.

Dabao looked at Zuo Mingyue with eyes full of doting. He asked softly, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Zuo Mingyue thought for a moment and said, "Let's eat mutton."

Dabao smiled and said: "Okay, let's eat mutton. You hold the daughter and I will cook." Then he handed the child to Zuo Mingyue.

He asked Ergou to build a bigger stove on the steps, and Dabao took out two prepared pheasants and a leg of lamb from the trunk.

This made Zuo Mingyue very confused: "Why are there so many things in your trunk? Aren't you afraid that they will get damaged?"

Dabao smiled and said: "No!" Then he quickly took Yuyun and Yuxue to the backyard.

He asked Yuyun Yuxue to get a shovel, and when no one was around, he pulled out two lotus leaves from the space, smeared the seasoning inside the chicken's belly, and wrapped it with lotus leaves.

Two little girls came over with a shovel, and Dabao took it. They dug soil and mud by the water and wrapped the pheasant.

The two little girls clapped their hands and shouted, "Oh, great! We can eat beggar's chicken."

Sun Qian couldn't sit still in the big office when he heard this, so he pushed open the window and climbed out. Dabao asked him to hold the two big mud balls, and he carried the lamb legs and returned to the front yard.

Ergou worked quickly and built a clay stove with dry firewood in it. Dabao asked Sun Qian to put the mud ball in the middle of the firewood.

Liu Guifang was used to this. She brought a big pot and placed it on the stove. Dabao put the lamb legs in it, filled it with water, added the secret seasonings, lit the fire and started to cook.

Today I am going to make five-spice lamb. When the lamb legs are cooked, I take them out, tear them into pieces, and stir-fry them in a pan.

The courtyard was bustling with activity. Tang Liru couldn't help but come out when she heard the noise. Daya and Yuxiu followed her out.

Tang Liru looked at everyone indifferently, especially when she saw Sun Qian and Ergou, there was some hatred in her eyes. There was no grudge between them. Dabao guessed that Tang Liru simply hated men and disliked men.

Dabao called Tang Liru to sit over here. A group of people surrounded her. Tang Liru shrank back again and lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Dabao took Nuannuan and said, "Miss Tang, I'm sure you heard Fatty answering the phone just now. Someone from the city wants to take you away..."

Tang Liru said without looking up: "I won't go anywhere until my father comes."

Dabao had expected her to answer like this, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Tang Liru rolled her eyes, glanced at Dabao, and asked in a low voice: "When will you take me to catch the human traffickers?"

Dabao was still waiting for Lu Jianbang's notification. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, the police station will send people and vehicles to help us arrest the criminals. We don't have enough people in the police station."

Tang Liru didn't say anything else, she stood up and went back to the office. Daya followed her in. Yuxiu told Dabao that she would go to the kitchen to help make steamed buns and stew a dish. Dabao agreed.

With four soldiers guarding outside, Dabao felt much more at ease.

After more than an hour, the lamb legs were stewed until they were tender. Dabao had just asked Ergou to put out the fire when a silver Gaz sedan drove in and stopped at the gate of the police station.

Dabao narrowed his eyes and handed Nuannuan to Zuo Mingyue. He waved his hand. Zuo Mingyue held her daughter and led the two little girls back to her room.

Dabao sat in front of the pot and took off the safety of the gun on the table beside him.

Four heads appeared on the walls on both sides, looking in cautiously. Dabao glanced around, and the four heads retreated again.

The car stopped and two middle-aged men in Lenin cadre uniforms got out. They pretentiously glanced around the police station.

Then he opened the back door and a thin man in his forties with a sharp face got out from the back seat. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses and his hair was parted in the middle and shiny with wax.

He was wearing a gray Zhongshan suit and a black woolen coat. Judging from his demeanor, he must be a high-ranking official.

He held his head high, his nose pointed upwards, and waved his hand gently, his air of a cuckold rushing towards him, quite like an official.

One of them, a middle-aged man in cadre uniform, carrying a briefcase, took two steps forward arrogantly and shouted, "Who among you is the person in charge of this police station?"

Dabao winked at Sun Qian and pointed with his chin, meaning that you go ahead, dealing with pretenders is your strong point.

Sun Qian curled his lips, shook his head, and nodded at Dabao, meaning, I'm not stupid, you go ahead!

Dabao glared at him and said: Fatty, you are outrageous!

Sun Qian glared back at him: "Who are you trying to scare? I'm not afraid of you."

Dabao really couldn't do anything with this fat guy. He scolded him but he refused to obey. He was reluctant to hit him hard. So he had no choice but to use his ultimate move...

He took out a pack of white cigarettes from his pocket and put it on the table, looking at the fat man intently.

Sun Qian's eyes lit up, but he touched his chin and raised his face arrogantly, but his eyes did not leave the cigarette box.

Dabao cursed his son inwardly, and took out another box and put it on the table.

Sun Qian's lips trembled, and he hesitated to step forward.

The man with the briefcase was stunned. What was he doing? What was he doing? A mime? They didn't treat bean buns as solid food, and they didn't treat the village chief as a cadre, right?

He was furious and shouted, "Where is the person in charge of your police station? Come out quickly! We are from the city!"

Dabao glared and pretended to put the cigarette away, but the fat man was faster and rushed over. In the blink of an eye, he put the cigarette in his pocket.

Sun Qian looked at the people in the yard and followed the example of the man in the coat, walking down the stairs with his head held high and his nose pointed to the sky.

"I'm Sun Qian, the deputy director of the police station. Which department are you from?"

The guy with the briefcase nearly fell to the ground. Which part? Isn't that a line from The Neon Sentinel?

He was about to get angry, but the man in the coat standing behind him coughed, and he suppressed his anger and spoke.

"I'm from the Municipal Party Committee's Foreign Affairs Office. My name is Liu Yuan." He leaned over and introduced himself: "This is our Foreign Affairs Office Director, Comrade Wang Hongbo, and this is my colleague Gong Juncai."

"Oh." Sun Qian tilted his head higher and looked at people through his nose: "What's the matter?"

Liu Yuan suppressed his anger and took out a document from his briefcase: "Has the Municipal Party Committee Office informed you? We are here on the orders of Deputy Mayor Qu to invite Miss Tang Liru back to the city..."