Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 10 Mastering Seven Languages
The next day, as soon as Zhao Gongbo had finished his breakfast, the youngest son of the Zhao family who was in charge of monitoring at the ferry rushed into the house to report: "Grandfather, the Gangnan bully has really boarded the boat."

An hour later, another young man came to report: "Uncle, the bully took his seventh uncle off the ferry on the east bank on a motorcycle and headed for the provincial capital."

Zhao Gongbo let out a long breath.

Sure enough, the bully didn't deceive him, just like his father, he is a good boy who values ​​love, righteousness and general understanding, but it's a pity he wasn't born in Gangdong Village, otherwise, he, Zhao Gongbo, would have to fight against all opinions and support the bully to succeed him.

While sighing, Zhao Gongbo couldn't help feeling infinitely emotional. Although this bully is young, he has considered things extremely thoroughly.Take the current move as an example, not only to maintain his image, but also to use the hands of Gangdong Village to ridicule Chen Cangwei, and at the same time make himself owe him a big favor.

Seriously, kill three birds with one stone.

Moreover, you clearly know that he is playing tricks, but you just can't say a word of no.

"I'm going to the county to do something. Let your fourth uncle and seventh uncle decide what to do next."

The reason why he was going to the county instead of the provincial capital mentioned at the dinner table last night was because Zhao Gongbo thought and thought again and felt that hiding in the provincial capital lacked witnesses, so it would be better to have a bunch of acquaintances in the county.

……

The Yang family's new house is obviously a big project. In half a morning yesterday, Baiyu labor force cleared out more than two acres of homestead. In the afternoon, they began to dig the foundation. By dinner time, half of the planned 600-square-meter and five-meter-deep pit had been dug.

After all, it is a purely manual construction, and it is not easy to make this progress. The villagers are simple and honest, and they are definitely worthy of the wages for their efforts.

Before returning to the village, Yang Rui found a building material supplier in the city, negotiated the price and made a deposit.Yesterday afternoon, Huang Dalong contacted the supplier on the phone of the village committee. This morning, construction materials such as steel bars, cement, sand and gravel were delivered to the construction site.

The second uncle asked the price, and his mouth twisted in distress.

For the same material, if you buy it in the countryside, you can save 2000 yuan at least.

Compared with the nephew's extravagant spending on building materials, what makes the second uncle feel distressed is the wages of more than a hundred laborers.Ten yuan for a big worker, six yuan for a small worker, plus the noon and evening banquets, no matter what happens in this day, there will be an expense of one thousand two or three.

Can this building be built in half a month?

Counting for half a month, the money spent on labor will cost [-] yuan.

The second uncle, who was so worried that he had a toothache, decided to talk to his nephew, but he couldn't see Yang Rui on the construction site, so he had to focus on Huang Dalong.However, Huang Dalong didn't get the correct feedback from the second uncle's hard work, and this guy turned around and talked about execution ability to the second uncle in a serious manner.

"Second Uncle, do you know what Ba Ge admires most about me? Let me tell you, it is my execution ability, Huang Dalong. So what is execution ability? Ba Ge said that one is one, and two is two. Ba Ge told me to go east and I would never go west. Ba Ge told me..."

The second uncle's face was livid, he couldn't take it anymore, so he had to slap him across the face, the little boy is really shameless, he has never seen such a fresh and refined description of his dog-legged nature.

Huang Dalong held the back of his head, his face became more serious: "Second Uncle, you don't understand, I have been a soldier, I understand!"

The second uncle was really pissed off, and what raised again was not a slap, but a flip-flop on his feet.

The two men were in the middle of a row, but when they saw the white fat piggy running over, they shouted at the top of their voices from a long distance away:

"Abba, Abba, it's not good, the big thing is not good..."

The second uncle was quite displeased, and his two thick eyebrows were unconsciously twisted into a lump.

"Why panic!? What happened?"

"People from Gangdong Village have blocked our village and even planed our way out of the village..."

The second uncle's eyebrows twitched into a lump couldn't help but twitched.

"Does the village chief know?"

"The village chief has rushed over with his people, and he asked me to come to the construction site to call for help."

Then what nonsense!
The second uncle waved his arms, and all the hundred and ten strong laborers on the construction site brought their workmen and followed behind the second uncle.

Huang Dalong pursed his lips, and shouted behind everyone:
"It's okay, no wages will be deducted for as long as the delay."

……

Gu Changhong sat in the office drinking tea and smoking a cigarette.

The tea was given by Village Chief Chen Da, which is considered good tea, and the cigarettes were also sent by Village Chief Chen Da. The ones with filters are definitely good cigarettes.

Village head Chen Da also promised that after the work is completed, there will be a big thank you.

Gu Changhong clearly saw at that time that when Village Chief Chen said this, he spread five fingers and made a gesture.

Certainly not 50 yuan.

If Village Chief Chen dared to offer 50 yuan as a big thank you, it would be tantamount to slapping him in the face of Gu Changhong. Gu Changhong believed in the conduct of Village Chief Chen, and believed that he had enough means to deter Village Chief Chen and must do what he said.

500 yuan... almost his salary for one year of junior high school.

Just think about it and wake up from your dreams.

Of course, if Village Chief Chen Da is willing to put such a large sum of blood, what he is asking for must be quite difficult.But this is looking at the problem from the perspective of village head Chen Da, but Gu Changhong thinks it is normal.

Isn't he the bastard bully who managed to escape three years ago!

Isn't it just that in the past three years, he has made some ignorant money by cheating and abducting!
You don't need to bother too much, just find an opportunity to get it in first, the French Open is back, it is impossible for this speculative kid to slip through the net again.

Just in time, the policeman on duty suddenly broke into the door and reported in a panic that something serious happened. On the other side of Zhaojiabu, the two villages of Gangdong and Gangnan were about to fight.

Gu Changhong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The county just finished an important meeting to ensure Xiashou's law and order yesterday, and today he sang such a song, not to mention the lives, even if a few were injured, under the wrath of the leader, he, the director of the police station, might not be able to walk around.

"Why are you still standing there in a daze? Hurry up and inform the people, assemble the team, and rush to the scene immediately! By the way, call the militiamen from several nearby villages."

The county bureau allocated two three-wheeled motorcycles to the township police station, but these motorcycles are purely a waste of gas, and Gu Changhong was reluctant to use them casually on weekdays.The situation was serious, and in order to kill the situation in the bud, Gu Changhong gritted his teeth and asked his police officers to open the garage.

It's a pity that the two three-wheeled motorcycles lost their chains at a critical moment, and they couldn't catch fire no matter how much they tossed.

Helpless, Gu Changhong had no choice but to ride a bicycle like ordinary policemen.

More than ten bicycles lined up in a row, clanging loudly, and the momentum was very mighty.

……

There were more and more strong laborers around Chen Cangwei, but when he glanced at the opposite side, more than half of the confidence he had just built up immediately dissipated.

If a battle really started, it would obviously be my own side that would suffer the most!

Before liberation, when Chenjiaji and Zhaojiazhai fought with each other, although they were at a disadvantage in numbers, they were not inferior to each other in terms of combat effectiveness.It is a pity that after liberation ushered in an era of peace, Zhaojiazhai and Chenjiaji no longer existed. For more than 30 years, under the mediation of the public, although there were occasional frictions between the two sides, there had never been large-scale fighting.

The second uncle rushed over on horseback, pushed aside the crowd, and squeezed to Chen Cangwei's side.

"Why don't you call Uncle Seven?"

Chen Cangwei's heart skipped a beat, what a great idea!
Although the seventh master of the Liu family is over sixty years old, his body is still strong, and the three ordinary youngsters can't get a little bit of cheap in front of the old man, especially the battlefield experience when they were young, which made the old guy exude a special aura all over his body.

murderous look!
Well, call Uncle Liu Qi over here, and make sure he can calm down the gangsters on the opposite side.

"Go to the ferry, invite Seventh Uncle Liu."

Chen Cangwei made up his mind, and turned his head to tell a generation of Chen Jiaping beside him.

That Chen Jiaping was about to pull his legs, when a young man behind him spoke.

"Seventh Uncle is not at the ferry. The villagers who came from Chancheng early in the morning said that they haven't seen Seventh Uncle in two consecutive ferries."

Chen Cangwei's heart couldn't help but twitch.

It doesn't matter, Uncle Liu Qi is not here, but he still has a grandson, that grandson is far behind Uncle Liu Qi in terms of killing a person, but when it comes to fighting, he is not inferior to Uncle Liu Qi at all.

For the sake of Gangnan Village, Chen Cangwei gritted his teeth and lost his face.

"Then go to the west end of the village and invite the bullies."

Beside the second uncle, the fat piggy responded immediately: "Brother Bully went out early in the morning, and said he was taking Uncle Seven to see a doctor in the provincial capital."

A ray of dead gray flashed across Chen Cangwei's face, and he faintly smelled something called conspiracy.

On the opposite side, under the leadership of the Zhao family's fourth uncle and seventh uncle, more than five hundred strong laborers forced them over step by step.

The fourth uncle of the Zhao family who walked in the front shouted loudly:
"15 years ago, Uncle Chen bribed the township leaders and forced me, Gangdong Village, to give up the Zhaojiabu Ferry. Chen Cangwei, we should settle this account..."

……

The provincial capital, Dongshankou.

A private room on the second floor of a time-honored roast meat shop.

"Is there a menu? Take the whole order from your menu!" A young guest who didn't look like a foreigner spoke the Northeast dialect full of scum.

Xiao Er turned into a mournful face, guest officer, aren’t you embarrassing, this small shop is just a roast meat shop, have you ever seen any roast meat shop that has a menu?

On the opposite side of the dining table, an old man with gray hair and beard smoothed things over for Xiao Er: "I'm going to eat every day, what are you doing, buddy, don't pay attention to him, just talk about what you want."

Xiao Er's expression became even uglier. We can understand what the guest officer said just now, regardless of whether he was making things difficult or not, but old man... what are you talking about.

The young guest suddenly switched back to the local vernacular: "Isn't it good for you to compare foreign languages ​​with a little bastard? Listen to me, Lu dialect." Turning his head and rushing to Xiaoer, he put his tongue against his lower front teeth: "Roast goose, sauced duck, and barbecued pork, each with a catty, and two bottles of jade ice."

Xiaoer probably understood after listening to it, but he didn't dare to ask further questions, so he hurried down to pass on the menu.

Here, the old man spoke Chu dialect.

The young guests responded with Shu dialect.

The old man speaks Yan Guohua again.

The young guests were finally defeated.

The old man was almost out of joy.

"Little bastard dares to compare foreign languages ​​with me, old man, I am proficient in seven languages, so I can't compare to you."

(End of this chapter)