Reborn in 1965, I can obtain resources just by sweeping the floor.

While everyone was excitedly kneading dough and chopping filling, no one noticed that Wang Fu had sneaked away from the educated youth settlement.

This year's Spring Festival can be said to be the happiest one in recent years. Not only did they get some meat, but they also had white flour dumplings and white flour steamed buns to eat. Although it wasn't much and was only enough for a few meals, it made Yang Dazhuang's family extremely happy.

"This little Su from the family is really capable. Look how good these white flour steamed buns are, and so many milk candies too. When I go back to my parents' home the day after tomorrow, I'm going to take some with me so those little brats can have a taste of the sweetness too."

Seeing Yang Dazhuang sitting cross-legged on the kang with a satisfied expression, Yang Dazhuang's wife went over and took away the milk candy in front of him.

"Alright! Alright! Take a few steamed buns and a piece of pork too, so your father-in-law and his family can have a good meal. I have to say, this kid is really good at handling things. I didn't expect that. Oh, I haven't had enough wine yet."

A cold wind blew by, and Wang Fu couldn't help but shiver. He put his hands together and quickly walked to Yang Dazhuang's door. After looking around to make sure no one was there, he gently knocked on the door.

"Is Village Chief Yang home? I have something I'd like to report to you."

Just as Yang Dazhuang was about to snatch the bottle and take another sip, he was startled by the voice. He thought to himself, "Why would someone come to visit during the New Year? The voice doesn't sound like someone from the village."

After agreeing, Yang Dazhuang put on his shoes and came out.

"You...so you're Comrade Wang. What can I do for you?"

When Yang opened the door and saw Wang Fu, the smile on his face vanished instantly. Wang Fu was quite famous in the village. When he first arrived, he caused Yang Dazhuang a lot of trouble. Only this year had he become a little more well-behaved.

“Village Chief Yang, I’m reporting Su Chen, a fellow educated youth, for undermining the unity of the people and the construction of socialism. He’s engaging in speculation and buying things on the black market. Will you take care of this? If you don’t, I’ll report him to the township government.”

"You! What did you say? Comrade Wang Fu, you must take responsibility for your words. You said that Comrade Xiao Su is engaging in speculation and buying things on the black market. Do you have any evidence?"

Yang Dazhuang frowned, looking at Wang Fu with an unfriendly expression. Was this guy looking for trouble? Buying things on the black market wasn't a serious crime. Besides, everyone has their difficulties. Ordinary people wouldn't report someone for this. Can you guarantee you won't go?

"Of course I stand by what I say. Today he took a bag of flour to the educated youth settlement and asked people to make dumplings for him. If he hadn't gone to the black market, where would he have gotten the flour? Oh, and the pork too."

Seeing Yang Dazhuang's face grow increasingly grim, Wang Fu was still basking in his own glory, completely unaware that the village chief's displeasure stemmed from him, not from Su Chen.

Actually, when Su Chen brought flour and pork to his house the day before yesterday, Yang Dazhuang was also suspicious and specifically asked Su Chen if he had gone to the black market, otherwise where would the pork come from?

However, Su Chen eventually told him that he had obtained all of these by hunting wild rabbits and pheasants in the forest, and that Hu Xingming knew about it, as Hu Xingming was the one who introduced him to Su Chen.

In the end, Yang Dazhuang didn't press the matter further. After all, he had already received the benefits, and it would be too embarrassing for him to keep asking questions.

"Are you done talking? You can conclude that Comrade Xiao Su went to the black market just based on that bag of flour and a piece of pork? That's too arbitrary. Comrade Wang Fu, I think you should go back and think it over carefully. Don't make everyone unhappy over such a small matter during the New Year."

Yang Dazhuang originally thought that Wang Fu would take the opportunity to back down, but who knew that this guy was blinded by jealousy and couldn't tell right from wrong. When he saw that Yang Dazhuang wanted to make a big deal out of it and let it go, Wang Fu immediately objected.

"Village Chief Yang, just tell me if you're going to take care of this or not. If you're not going to, I'm going to the township now. If the township won't take care of it, I'll go to the county..."

"You...then tell me how I should manage this."

Yang Dazhuang definitely didn't want this guy to bring the matter to the township level. If it really got to the township level, even if nothing happened, it would still take several days of back and forth, and then he, the village chief, would have to go and learn from him.

“He definitely has more than just that much heroin. I believe he has a lot more hidden in his house. If we go to his place now and search it, we’ll definitely find more evidence.”

Seeing that Yang Dazhuang had compromised, Wang Fu immediately voiced his thoughts.

"Alright! Since you're so sure, then we'll go search. But if we don't find anything, you'd better think carefully about the consequences."

Yang Dazhuang stared coldly at Wang Fu, inwardly cursing Wang Fu's ancestors for eight generations.

Soon, Village Chief Yang gathered two militiamen, the village accountant, and the group leader.

"Su Chen, come out here! We're going to search your place. I suspect you're engaging in speculation and profiteering and taking the capitalist road."

Wang Fu arrived at the educated youth settlement with a proud and arrogant air. He didn't even go through the gate; instead, he stood at the entrance and started shouting at the top of his lungs.

"What's going on? What's wrong with this guy?!"

"Yeah, we're making dumplings here, what's he doing?"

"This guy's up to something again, let's go check it out."

A dozen or so people were sitting together, making dumplings in a lively atmosphere. This shout drew everyone's attention, and they all stared at Wang Fu with hostile eyes.

"Look! What are you looking at? I'm here to save you. Su Chen, you'd better confess honestly, or it will be too late when we find the evidence."

Upon seeing more than a dozen people suddenly appear, Wang Fu involuntarily took two steps back. However, remembering that he represented justice and that he had Village Chief Yang and the others backing him up, Wang Fu took a few more steps forward.

"Ahem, it's like this, Comrade Su. Comrade Wang Fu just came to the village to report you for speculation and black market trading..."

Yang Dazhuang made a helpless gesture and briefly explained what had happened.

"What?! Wang Fu, are you even human?"

"Wang Fu, you're such a jerk! Su Chen gave us his own noodles, and you went and reported him..."

Immediately, several educated youths who were already at odds with Wang Fu angrily raised their fists to teach him a lesson.

Su Chen wasn't in a hurry. He gave Wang Fu a cold look and thought to himself, "I'll settle accounts with you later."

“Village Chief Yang, I absolutely did not go to the black market, nor did I engage in speculation or profiteering. To prove my innocence, you can search me, but in the end, I want to get an explanation for myself.”

Soon the group arrived at Su Chen's place, which was just a single room with no place to hide anything. The group made a token appearance in the room and then left.

"No! Impossible! How could there be only such a small amount of flour? If there was only such a small amount, why would he have taken it all out? You must have hidden it somewhere else. These two rooms haven't been searched yet, so it must be hidden here. Village Chief Yang, you should hurry up and search them!"

"Damn it, Wang Fu, you think I'm being too nice to you? You think everyone is as selfish as you? What's wrong with me taking out all the noodles for everyone to eat? Today I'll show you why flowers are so red."

Seeing Wang Fu about to kick Hu Xingming's door, Su Chen immediately flew into a rage, cursed loudly, rushed forward, grabbed Wang Fu by the collar, and slapped Wang Fu's thin face several times.

"Su Chen, stop hitting him! Don't hit his face. He's all skin and bones. Just kick him with your feet. That way your hands won't hurt."

"Hey, you guys, stop just talking and go pull them apart!"

Wang Fu had no idea how Su Chen, who was several years younger than him, could be so strong. He had no chance to fight back. He had originally thought that people would come to break up the fight, but when he heard their words, Wang Fu was so angry that he almost lost his temper. "Are you even speaking human language? And kicking like that, doesn't your hand hurt?"

Seeing that Su Chen had finished beating them, Yang Dazhuang had someone pull the two of them apart.

"You... Hmph, we'll see."

Wang Fugang, whose face was bruised and swollen from the beating, wanted to say something harsh, but when he saw Su Chen about to attack again, he was so frightened that he ran away.

Even when it was time to eat dumplings that evening, Wang Fu still hadn't returned. Of course, even if he had, he wouldn't have gotten any dumplings that day.

"System! System, Happy New Year! Shouldn't you give me some New Year's gift or something? Look at other people's systems giving out benefits every few days, and look at yours..."

"Ding! New Year's benefits are being distributed, and you will be entered into a lucky draw as a reward."