"Jian! Go to the warehouse! Call brother-in-law!"
Wu Genmao was riding on Zhai Huayuan's belly, holding the hemp rope in his right hand, like strangling an animal.
"Ahem, you, what are you doing...I, I, I..." Zhai Huayuan's face turned red and he couldn't speak clearly.
Wu Genmao raised his left hand and punched him twice in the stomach: "Pretend! You are still pretending! How can I let you lie to me if I am so smart?"
Fortunately, Wu Genmao's left hand was injured and he did not have to use too much strength. Otherwise, these two punches would have been enough for Zhai Huayuan.
Unfortunately, Cao Shijian was shouting at the top of his lungs while driving the car. He listened to Wu Genmao's words and called his brother-in-law very hard - "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! The kidnappers are here again!"
The brother-in-law was far away and arrived slowly, but the villagers who heard the noise rushed out first.
Before Zhai Huayuan could recover, he saw a group of villagers with various weapons and angry expressions rushing toward him... How could he have any experience of being beaten? I was so stunned that I even forgot to protect my face.
Zhai Huayuan didn't know how many times he had been kicked. Fortunately, he wore thick clothes in winter, and the villagers were afraid of beating people to death and were speechless. They struck carefully and did not hit the vital points, so he was fine.
After being rescued by Su Yuncheng with a gun to his head, Zhai Huayuan took out a pile of his documents and letters of introduction and complained tearfully:
"Comrade Public Security! I am the director of the provincial capital supply and marketing cooperative. I came to see Comrade Lin Nianhe for a legitimate reason! How could I be related to kidnapping!"
Before Su Yuncheng could say anything, Wu Genmao sighed: "Then how do you know Zhang Changjiang? You guys are in the same group!"
Zhai Huayuan was so unjust that he almost cried: "My brother-in-law's brother-in-law is indeed named Zhang Changjiang!"
Su Yuncheng asked the key point directly: "How old is Zhang Changjiang this year? Which unit is he in?"
Zhai Huayuan: "Eight years old! He is in the second grade of Soy Sauce Factory Primary School!"
Everyone: "..."
In the 1970s, when sparks were everywhere, the rate of duplication of names was ridiculously high.
However, for the sake of the safety of the villagers, Su Yuncheng still called Sun Bo, and after many twists and turns, he confirmed that there was indeed a student named Zhang Changjiang in the second grade of Soy Sauce Factory Primary School in the provincial capital, and that this little Zhang Changjiang was indeed Zhai Huayuan. Brother-in-law's brother-in-law.
The misunderstanding was resolved, and Li Dahe sincerely apologized to Zhai Huayuan on behalf of the entire village.
Zhai Huayuan also learned what good deeds Zhang Changjiang had done during the process of applying the medicine, and accepted the apology with bitterness.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay...it's just a little bit of trauma. You guys are...being cautious."
"Alas..." Li Dahe wiped his face, "There is a primary school in the village with many children. The villagers were frightened by what happened before."
Zhai Huayuan nodded: "Understandable."
Comparing one's feelings with one's own, he would do the same thing.
After receiving an inexplicable beating, Zhai Huayuan did not forget the business. He once again explained his purpose to Li Dahe and asked to see Lin Nianhe.
"I've already gone to call you. Drink some water and wait a moment." Li Dahe was a little worried about him. "Why don't you go to the health center to have a look?"
Li Dahe thought, the leaders from this provincial capital must be very valuable, so don't really let them fight.
Zhai Huayuan waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's nothing. I used to be a militiaman. It doesn't matter if I get beaten twice."
As he spoke, he picked up the teapot and took a sip of hot water. When he touched the painful spot, he couldn't help but gasp.
In the village school, Lin Nianhe was dumbfounded.
"Beat? Really beaten? How was the result? Is the person still alive?"
Su Yuncheng: "It's not heavy, it's okay, it just bumped a few times."
Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was lying to comfort himself, Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian, who were squatting in the corner facing the wall, "You two come with me and apologize to Director Zhai."
"oh."
"good."
The Wu and Cao duo followed Lin Nianhe to the brigade headquarters with their heads drooping.
Lin Nianhe deliberately adjusted himself before entering the door.
But as soon as she opened the door and saw Zhai Huayuan's colorful face, her expression management immediately failed.
Su Yun, do you think this is called bumping?
She believed him even if he hit eight walls!
Lin Nianhe turned his head and looked at Su Yuncheng with complicated eyes.
Su Yuncheng gave her a questioning look, not understanding what she meant at all.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Maybe in Major Su's world, other than death, other injuries are not considered serious.
She rubbed her heart, forced a smile, and said to Zhai Huayuan: "Hello, Director Zhai, I am Lin Nianhe. I'm sorry for the misunderstanding today. Can I have someone take you to the health center?"
As she spoke, she pushed Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian forward and motioned for them to apologize.
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had a good attitude towards admitting their mistakes, and the angle of their bows was close to 180 degrees.
Lin Nianhe quickly pulled the two of them aside before they bowed for the third time.
Zhai Huayuan didn't pay attention to these details. He touched the bruise at the corner of his mouth, put down the teapot and waved to the Wu and Cao duo: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, it's all a misunderstanding... Comrade Lin, I came to see you for something important. You have to ask something."
Lin Nianhe was like a mirror in her heart. She did not shy away from others and asked directly: "Is there anything I can help you with? Director Zhai, just ask, and I will definitely tell you everything I know."
Lin Nianhe was wearing a white twist-knit sweater and a scarf and gloves of the same color and flowers today. Her palm-sized face was white and tender. Perhaps it had just been blown by the wind. Her eyes were wet, like a deer in the forest.
She just stood there obediently, like a little white rabbit, seemingly without any attack power.
Zhai Huayuan suddenly burst into tears when he looked at Lin Nianhe, who was sweet, sweet and polite.
From joining the Shili Brigade to now, he finally, finally, finally met a good person!
Li Dahe on the side couldn't help but curled his lips when he saw his expression.
Tsk, another idiot who was deceived by the little brat's pretense.
Of course, Zhai Huayuan didn't know how big a hole he had dug for himself. He looked at Lin Nianhe kindly, and his voice became much softer: "Comrade Xiaolin, I want to ask you, have you given your sister a lot of supply and marketing cooperatives?" A new hair flower?"
Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes and told lies: "I gave my sister hair flowers, but I bought those hair flowers from the supply and marketing cooperative."
"How is that possible?" Zhai Huayuan retorted subconsciously, "I am the director of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative. Where did you buy something that our supply and marketing cooperative does not have?"
"I bought it at the supply and marketing cooperative in town. It is produced by our Lan County Textile Factory. Isn't it available elsewhere?"
Lin Nianhe responded quickly, with a sincere tone and a perfect expression.
She felt that since she had worked so hard on the performance, Director Zhai wouldn't blame her for not telling the truth.
"Lanxian Textile Factory...don't they make quilt covers? The quality is not good, no one buys it." Zhai Huayuan touched his chin and murmured.
Lin Nianhe: "..."
This is what you are saying here.
You can go to the commune and say something.
Uncle Wang can break you because of the asymmetry of bruises on your face.
