With the police present, the chaos was quickly stabilized.
The villagers who saw the appearance of the plague pig stopped clamoring for pork, and dispersed sighing and hanging their heads.
They dispersed and as expected saw Su Yuncheng and Lin Nianhe behind the wall.
Facing those strange looks, Lin Nianhe silently moved behind Su Yuncheng.
"Which family does this girl belong to?"
"From the town, right? Not like people from the village."
"Are you a new educated youth?"
"Ah? Hehehehe..."
Su Yuncheng said nothing, took out his gun and checked the magazine.
The people around him dispersed with a roar, running much faster than before.
Su Yuncheng put away his gun, looked sideways at Lin Nianhe and whispered, "Don't come here in the future."
"Well, the captain didn't let us come here before. I was so busy today that I forgot about it." Lin Nianhe nodded, shaking his sore legs and said, "I have to go back to the main road to return to the village later, but we can't let The captain saw that I was returning from this way, otherwise he would have to..."
"I'll fucking kick you to death!"
Lin Nianhe shuddered and looked up at the sky: "Ah, I seemed to hear the voice of my most beloved uncle captain."
"You don't know how to live or die, you dare to come anywhere!"
"Ah, it really sounds like the uncle captain's voice. It must be because I miss our uncle captain too much, who sacrificed his life and blood for the villagers, and dedicated his efforts and hair."
"Lin Nianhe!"
Lin Nianhe was slapped on the head and was forced to lower his head and look at Li Dahe who was gritting his teeth.
Lin Nianhe was silent for a second and asked: "Hello, comrade, who are you? Do we know each other?"
Li Dahe: "..."
"Did you just call me 'Lin Nianhe'? But my name is Lin Nianjiu. You may have mistaken me."
Li Dahe: "..."
Lin Nianhe silently moved out of the car and moved to the other side of Su Yuncheng.
She looked at Su Yuncheng with eyes full of help, and her meaning was obvious - save me!
It was rare for Su Yuncheng to see Lin Nianhe looking so cowardly. He pursed his lips slightly and his eyes were full of smiles.
In front of Su Yuncheng, Li Dahe could only slap Lin Nianhe as hard as he could.
He wanted Lin Nianhe to leave quickly, but looking around, he really didn't trust her to leave on her own.
But he came alone, and he couldn't spare the manpower to send her off.
Li Dahe could only point to the corner: "Just stay there and I'll settle the score with you when I get back!"
Lin Nianhe saw that Li Dahe had no intention of kicking her any more and didn't mention "Lin Nianjiu" anymore. He said "oh" obediently and went to squat in the corner.
She met an acquaintance in the corner.
Wu Genmao waved his left arm in plaster towards her: "Teacher Lin, you are here too."
Lin Nianhe asked him: "Did it really happen that only three pigs died in your village? None of them were eaten by others, right?"
Wu Genmao said decisively: "No, they are very strict. After these three pigs died in the morning, those in white coats stopped letting people enter the pig pen."
"That's okay." Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief and reminded him, "Don't be stupid, eating plagued pork will really kill you."
Wu Genmao obeyed Lin Nianhe's words. He nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Teacher Lin. I just saw what the pig looked like. Even the dogs wouldn't eat it."
Lin Nianhe was a little surprised: "Your arm... was squeezed in just now?"
"How is that possible? I'm wearing a plaster, how can I squeeze in?"
"Then how did you see it?"
"I sat on the wall and watched."
Wu Genmao pursed his lips towards the wall in front of him, "I came down after seeing the police comrades arrive."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Because he was wearing a plaster and couldn't squeeze into the crowd, he sat on the wall.
This causal relationship is really touching!
Lin Nianhe didn't want to talk anymore. She leaned against the wall and listened to what was going on outside.
Li Dahe came here mainly to see what the plague pigs were like. Although the pigs of the Shili Brigade were fine so far, he was still worried.
Li Dahe went to the pigsty with a flashlight and took a closer look. When he came out, he felt disgusted and distressed.
What's disgusting is that the living pigs don't look much better than the dead ones. It's the pigs that feel sad.
Li Dahe smoked his cigarette, frowned, walked to Cao Manfu, and asked him, "What should we do?"
Cao Manfu's eyes were scarlet. He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Dahe, and asked as if he had lost his soul: "What can I do?"
Li Dahe's breathing was stagnant. He wanted to say something, but couldn't say a word.
Yes, what can be done?
He didn't know what to do.
Li Dahe thought about it for a long time and could only say: "At least everyone is fine. The situation this year is not bad, and the harvest is about the same."
Cao Manfu wiped his face vigorously and said "hmm" in a dull voice.
The Victory Brigade has a small labor force, so how much does a good year have to do with them?
The whole village counted on these few pigs to help, but the pigs failed to live up to their expectations.
Li Dahe saw that Cao Manfu looked like he was about to cry, and felt that if he kept smoking here any longer, it would be like stabbing a knife into Cao Manfu's heart. He took the cigarette bag, turned around and left quietly.
Back at the little brat storage area, Li Dahe looked at the four little brats squatting in the corner, confused.
He only sent one! What happened to those three?
Xie Yufei looked at Li Dahe with a smile: "Uncle, can I go to your brigade to have a meal?"
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian also nodded: "Yes, yes, let's eat."
Li Dahe: "..."
What is this? Ask him for storage fees?
It was impossible for Li Dahe to spend this unjust money. He pointed at Lin Nianhe and said, "Look for her for free."
"Let's go home. It's a rare day off. Let's go fishing in the afternoon!"
Lin Nianhe glanced at Li Dahe and continued: "Catch a few more and give them to the villagers to prepare for the autumn harvest!"
Li Dahe looked at her and snorted coldly.
Did she think it was about a few fish?
This is really not a matter of a few fish.
That night, Lin Nianhe was woken up for the second time in his sleep by the sound of howling like a slaughtered pig.
Listening to the rustling sounds on the courtyard wall, she yawned, wrapped herself in a thick coat and opened the door.
This time was different from the last time. It was not the six wooden brothers who took the lead, but the closer Sister Lan.
"Xiao Lan! Come back quickly!" Wang Shumei followed and ran out, trying to pull Wen Lan but only touched the corner of her clothes.
Wen Lan casually picked up the ax in the corner and pointed it at the figures at the base of the wall. She didn't know whether it was because she was scared or because she was overly excited. Sister Lan waved her hand like this, and the ax flew out with a whirling sound. Inserted into the soil.
The shouting stopped abruptly.
When the six wooden brothers arrived, the few black figures lying on the ground did not dare to move, for fear that if they took a breather, their heads would be chopped off by the ax falling from the sky.
Sun Guanghui caught a glimpse of the pile of black shadows under the wall and felt that this scene was particularly familiar.
He frowned and looked at Wang Shumei, scolding in a low voice: "What are you doing out here as a girl? Go back to the house!"
Wang Shumei: "...?"
She looked at the other seven flowers at the Educated Youth Spot in the backyard, and was just glad that something happened right now, and everyone's attention was not on her.
(End of chapter)
