Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao laughed for a long time before saying, "Oh my god, why do you look so familiar? You seem like the same person. How could I have forgotten Xie Hui and Xie Laozhuan'er? Are you his brother?"

Xie Ming nodded: "Cousin, he is my sixth brother."

Dabao patted his shoulder and said, "That's settled. Your brother and I are good friends. I will protect you from now on."

"Ah? Good friends? That's not right. Sun Qian said that you and my brother have a feud, and he told me to be careful."

Dabao laughed so hard that he couldn't even stand up straight: "You, you believe what Fatty Sun said? That fat guy never tells the truth. Don't worry, I have a good relationship with your brother."

Xie Ming finally felt relieved and his steps became lighter.

After crossing the ridge, there is Hukou Valley below. From a distance, the terrain here looks like a tiger lying there with its mouth wide open.

The houses in the village below are scattered here and there, looking messy.

Dabao looked at his watch. It was 1:12 pm. He squatted down and looked at the village below.

Xie Ming also squatted down, broke off a straw and put it in his mouth.

"Director, how do we find someone? We can't just ask everyone one by one, right?"

Dabao shook his head and said, "It's not that complicated. Let's use the name of a census as an excuse to have the village chief bring over the villagers' household registers. Then we'll find the two families who bought the women. You and I will each lead a team, snatch the women and leave. Once we've taken the abducted women to a safe place, we'll come back and catch the kidnappers."

"Ah? Arrest someone? Why arrest someone after they've rescued him?"

Dabao sneered: "No trade, no harm. For me, trade and buying are equally guilty!"

"Ah? Chief, in a village like this, generally, relatives are used to trap relatives. If we arrest someone, will the people agree? Wouldn't that cause a civil uprising?"

Dabao looked at him and said, "Do I need their consent? I only know that if someone commits a crime, they must be arrested, and if someone resists, they must be subdued. Is that a problem?"

Xie Ming was dumbfounded. He knew that the director was right, but wasn't this method too harsh?

Dabao stood up and walked downstairs: "If someone is reasonable, I will reason with them. If not, hey, I also know a little bit of boxing..."

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Before the production team was established in Hukouyu, which was surrounded by mountains, some people had already started tilling the soil.

When the villagers saw so many police officers coming, they didn't know what was going on, so they all put down their work and stood up to watch.

Some people who are curious have already run back to the village to report the news to the village chief.

Dabao and others did not greet the villagers, and their serious attitude made the villagers feel uneasy.

This is the road leading to the village. Dabao looked around the village. It was poor, really poor. There were only thatched houses, low and ugly. Adults had to bend over to enter.

Not long after, two people came running over.

The one running in front was an old man with wrinkles all over his face, gray hair, a beard, and wearing a jacket full of patches. The man behind him was not much younger than him, and was wearing a liberation cap, which was a rare thing in the countryside, indicating that someone in the family was serving in the army.

The two of them came running over panting, and when they saw Dabao from a distance, they smiled widely.

The old man stretched out his hands and greeted Dabao. He could tell that the person standing in the front must be the leader. In his mind, leaders were not limited by age.

"Hello, comrades. My name is Hu Guangzhu, the village chief of Hukouyu. This is the accountant Hu Guangben. Are you the leaders of the commune? Are you here for the production team's business?"

Dabao looked at the wrinkled face of Old Man Hu, and his smile was so explosive that every wrinkle was revealed.

"We are from the commune police station. We are here to check the household registration."

"Okay, okay, comrades, please follow me to the village committee."

Generally speaking, village committees and warehouses are built on threshing grounds. This is because threshing grounds are large and open, and can be used as meeting places and for children to play.

Dabao and Xie Ming whispered a few words, and Xie Ming nodded to show that he understood.

This village committee is the best house in the village, with five adobe houses in a row, three of which are warehouses.

Old Man Hu and the accountant let Dabao and the others into the village committee. The accountant quickly went out to call for someone to boil water.

Dabao waved his hand: "Stop busying yourself and bring out the household registration booklet for me to see."

Old Man Hu made way for the other police officers, but none of them would sit down. Only Dabao sat there steadily, which further confirmed Old Man Hu's suspicion. "Look at that little face, it's as white as a freshly painted wall. This must be a leading cadre." (Dabao: "You old man, are you scolding me?")

Old Man Hu did not dare to neglect it. He opened the cabinet, took out a booklet, and placed it in front of Dabao.

Dabao slowly flipped through the booklet and asked calmly, "How many households are there in Hukouyu?"

Old man Hu bowed and said, "There are 82 households in our village, and the population..." He hesitated for a moment. Old man Hu went to a meeting at the commune and learned that production teams would be established in the future. Each member would receive a share of work points and food rations. Except for those in need of support such as birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone else had to pay a share, no more and no less.

"Six hundred, six hundred..." He calculated in his mind: "Six hundred and seventy-two people."

Dabao flipped to the last page and slammed his hand on the table. "Nonsense! There are clearly 669 people listed here, even newborns. What's with those three? Are you trying to undermine socialism?"

Old Man Hu was so frightened that his legs went limp. He waved his hands repeatedly: "It's unfair, boss! How could I dare to do such a thing? To be honest, these three are all newly married daughters-in-law in the past two years, so they are not on the list."

Dabao sneered: "Village Chief Hu, are you taking advantage of my youth? Why isn't my daughter-in-law registered in the household registration? How will the land be divided? What will I eat and drink without land?"

Old Man Hu sucked his teeth, and Dabao slammed the table again, startling him. Then he said, "Comrade, don't be angry. These three women were not married to us. We bought them."

"Bought it?" Dabao sneered: "Why? Can we still buy and sell people in our new society?"

Old Man Hu sighed with a bitter look on his face: "What should I do? This is a poor village, no one is willing to marry here, what should I do if I don't buy it?"

Dabao looked at him intently, and after a while he nodded: "What you said makes sense. How about this, you take us around the village so I can report to the secretary when we get back."

Old Man Hu had no doubts at all. In fact, in his heart, as well as that of all the villagers, they never regarded the women they bought as human beings. They were just tools for reproduction.

Old Man Hu did not dare to disobey Dabao's opinion. After all, the whole village depended on the relief grain from the commune to survive. The day before yesterday, some relatives from outside the mountain came to visit. They said that production teams had been established in Qinjiagou and Wujiadian in Wangzhuang Village, and relief grain would be distributed soon. This was the first time in half a year that they had a full meal.

Now, everyone in Hukouyu was looking forward to setting up a production team as soon as possible, not for anything else, but just for a bite of food.

Old Man Hu and the accountant who had rushed back led the way, taking Dabao and others around the village, attracting a group of children to watch.

Dabao was not angry. He took out a handful of fruit candies from his bag and gave them to the children. No matter what sins the adults had committed, the children were innocent.

This made the children even happier, and they immediately fell in love with this brother in snow-white clothes.

How long would it take to go around more than 80 households? It would only take about 10 to 20 minutes.

Dabao and the others arrived in the middle of the village. He stopped and turned to Old Man Hu and said, "Take us to the three families who bought women. Seeing is believing. We must see them in person before we can add their names to the household register. Otherwise, the relief grain cannot be distributed per head."

Old Man Hu and the accountant glanced at each other. The accountant shook his head slightly. Old Man Hu forced a smile and said, "Comrade leader, this is unnecessary, right? Aren't they just three women? How dare we lie to the government?"

Dabao glared at me: "Are you trying to trick me into deceiving the commune leaders? Take us there quickly! The more you tell us not to watch, the more we watch. You must be up to something!"