Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 2 The Bully Is So Handsome
Seventh Uncle is no one to wait for nothing.

Before the liberation, the seventh uncle went to the battlefield to kill the devils. After the liberation, the seventh uncle wandered around the rivers and lakes.It wasn't until the age of nearly half a hundred that I thought about returning to the roots of the fallen leaves.The third uncle of the Chen family who was the village head at that time, and the third uncle of the current village head Chen Cangwei, took a fancy to the seventh uncle who was well-informed and skilled, so he handed over the hard-earned ferry to the seventh uncle.

There are people coming and going at the ferry, and every now and then, they will always meet some young people who are young and not very reasonable.With Seventh Uncle's temper, he would naturally not want to get used to this kind of person, so there were not a few people who were from the same town as well as those from other places who were pulled into the river by Seventh Uncle with a bamboo pole.

In addition to the reinforced company that Yang Rui beat up, people who have suffered from the hands of the grandparents and grandchildren can almost make up an entire battalion.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Yang Rui's pickup truck drove up. Uncle Qi glanced at it and immediately became furious.

"Little brat, is this the pickup truck you're talking about?"

Yang Rui shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips, and said back: "Look at you, who has never seen the world, this truck is only five tons when fully loaded. Compared with the large trucks of more than ten tons, isn't it just a small truck?"

Seventh Uncle was stunned speechless.

Fortunately, the ferry was big enough, and there was no wind or waves on the river that day. Although there was a lack of professional devices to fix the vehicles, more local methods could basically guarantee safety.

Seeing the young man on the boat fix the truck, Uncle Seven grabbed Yang Rui by the back of the neck and took him to the cockpit.It would take some time to check the tickets on the ferry, and it would take half an hour to go back to the West Bank anyway. I haven't seen my grandson for three years. Uncle Qi seized the opportunity and let his little brat accompany him for a drink or two.

Seventh Uncle never paid much attention to food and drink when drinking. Half of the fish head can drink all night, and a few peanuts can also dry up half of the pot. If the fish head and peanuts are dry facing the river, he can still drink drunk with only the river wind.The amount Yang Rui gargles Gao Bai now is due to the solid foundation laid by his seventh uncle when he was a child.

"I knew you would sing this to me, you old man, just wait." Yang Rui broke free from Seventh Uncle's clutches, turned around and left the cockpit, and when he came back soon, he had a string of oiled paper parcels in his hand. "This package is roast goose, this package is braised duck gizzards, and there is a package of sauced chicken feet, all of which are your favorite..."

Yang Rui opened the oiled paper bags one by one, and a small square table was filled with several dishes of wine and cooked food.

Half an hour was obviously not enough, so Yang Rui accompanied Qi Shugong back and forth, and when the sun turned due west, he pushed his motorcycle to the west bank.

The truck had landed a long time ago and stopped at the side of the road to wait for Yang Rui, but seeing the bright red motorcycle passing by, the driver of the truck quickly started the car and followed closely.

……

Villagers who took the previous ferry brought the news of the bully’s return back to the village. No one doubted that the bully’s wealth was stolen. We waited at the ferry for nearly 10 minutes, but there was no policeman chasing us, only a truck full of goods shaking our eyes.

The village head, Chen Cangwei, learned of the news immediately, and his two sword eyebrows instantly knit together.

This little bastard dares to come back, who gave him the courage?

Although nearly three years have passed and the storm of Y has long since ceased, this does not mean that the previous account can be written off. The three-level public security system in the township, county and city should still have a wanted warrant for this little bitch.

"Second Uncle, I heard from the villagers that the bully came back with a fortune this time." The person who spoke was Chen Tianyun, the youngest son of Chen Cangwei's elder brother's family, and ranked fifth among his uncles. "Not to mention anything else, just the motorcycle he was riding. I saw it in a big shopping mall in the city. It sold for more than 8000 yuan."

More than 8000 yuan...

Ordinary people don't eat or drink and work hard for ten years, and they may not be able to earn money.

He, Chen Cangwei, is both the village head of Gangnan Village and the head of the Chen clan. He is known as the richest man in Gangnan Village. He is riding a Jialing semi-automatic worth a thousand yuan. It is the youngest son who went to Pengcheng, a special zone, and saved money for two years to honor him.

"Second Uncle, the villagers also said that the bully brought a truck back. I don't know what was loaded on it, but judging by the truck tires, it should be loaded with a lot of goods." Chen Tianyun ran long-distance freight for a while in his early years.

Chen Cangwei pondered for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.

"Yunzi, you know Second Uncle. Second Uncle wants to let the bully go, but he may not be grateful..."

Three years is not too long, but it is not too short. The arrest warrant must have been forgotten long ago. As long as Chen Cangwei doesn't mention it again, the township police station will not take the initiative to arrest people based on the principle that more things are worse than less things.

"He came back with such fanfare, obviously he didn't take me as the village chief seriously. I am an elder, and I can let go of the hatred that happened three years ago, but his bully may not be able to let go of the hatred of being forced to leave the village..."

With a long sigh and a few sighs, Chen Cangwei made a difficult final decision:
"Go to the village, go to Director Gu, and tell me that I said it. I hope he can enforce the law fairly."

Chen Tianyun was obviously relieved.

The second uncle was right to do this. As the saying goes, no poison and no husband. Although it has been three years, I still feel a little bit unbearable to send the bully to prison with my own hands, but for the peace of the village and the benefit of the entire Chen clan, I have to be ruthless no matter how unbearable it is.

……

It is only twelve or three miles from the ferry to Gangnan Village. For such a short distance, if you change to an asphalt road, you can enter the village in 5 minutes.However, the country roads were full of potholes, and Yang Rui was worried that the goods on the truck would be damaged, so he could only endure his temper and slowed down, and it took half an hour to walk with the truck swaying like a snail before arriving at the rice field at the east end of the village.

At dusk, when every household should be waiting for dinner, it will take another hour or so before the rice field gathers the villagers who came to enjoy the cool air before eating.But today was very abnormal, the villagers gathered here early as if they didn't plan to have dinner.

The village couldn't hide secrets. The news that Chen Tianyun, the fifth generation of the Chen family, rushed to the village has spread. No one believes that the village chief Chen will let the bully go. Maybe the police from the village police station are already on the way.

It's worth taking one more look, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see it again tomorrow.

The adults were not at home, so the children naturally refused to stay there, so they had to put aside their homework and let the rice field have enough wildness first.Daughters can dance rubber bands and kick shuttlecocks, while young boys are in groups of three or four, chasing each other, chasing each other, fighting and making noise.

There are more than a dozen teenagers who disdain this kind of low-level interest. Didn't they say that football should start from dolls, so let's grab a ball and kick it.

The rubber ball was bought for the children of the village primary school by the village chief Chen Da gritted his teeth and stomped his feet many years ago. It is difficult to say whether the quality of this rubber ball is good or bad.Fortunately, there is an ingenious village woman in the village who stuffed straw into the broken skin and leaked air, and then sewed it up with needles and threads, barely enough for children to play with.

Coincidentally, when Yang Rui drove to the paddy field on his motorcycle, the precious handmade football rolled towards him, followed closely by a group of future hopefuls of the national football team.

Instead of hiding, Yang Rui twisted the accelerator, aimed at the ball, and rushed away.

"Puchi-"

How could that handmade football be so ravaged, it committed suicide on the spot, the straw in the stomach was scattered all over the ground, and the skin on the outside was even more horrible.

The first boy who caught up immediately got angry, put his left hand on his hip, pointed at Yang Rui with his right hand, and scolded: "The bully is really bad!"

Yang Rui got out of the car, gritted his teeth and stared at the young man, "I made a mistake, try again, the bully is so handsome."

The men in the village are somewhat afraid of bullies. After all, this guy has a bad temper and will roll up his sleeves if he disagrees with him, but he is very good at fighting. Five or six, or even seven or eight big men are not a dish at all in the eyes of this guy.But teenagers have no fear of bullies.

Everyone in the world knows that bullies never attack women and children. If one day they are bullied by people from other villages, the first ones to rush forward to stand up for them must be bullies.

The first boy hadn't been intimidated yet, and then more than a dozen more boys came, and a half-surrounded situation quickly formed. A dozen little hands pointed at Yang Rui at the same time. Although the child's voice was immature, it was full of anger and had a bit of momentum:

"Bullies are bad!"

Yang Rui laughed loudly, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers.

The truck driver who followed immediately jumped out of the cab, went around the vehicle body, found a genuine football at the end of the cargo box, ran a few steps in a standard military running posture, and handed the football to Yang Rui.

"Do you want to repeat it?"

Yang Rui's smile was full of evil, and the pure flowers of the motherland were polluted by him just like this.

The boy who reacted the fastest did not wait for Yang Rui's voice to fall, and shouted instead:

"The bully is so handsome!"

The other ten teenagers also reacted quickly, and shouted:

"The bully is so handsome!"

Yang Rui didn't rush to throw the football to the teenagers, but snapped his fingers again.

The truck driver understood, and immediately ran back to the rear of the carriage and took out a large bag of candies.

Yang Rui opened the bag and grabbed a handful.

"Big white rabbit toffee, do you want to eat it?"

More than ten teenagers responded in unison: "I want to!"

"Go ahead, as long as you are a member of Gangnan Village, if you call the bully so handsome ten times a day, you can get a toffee..."

Before the words fell, the louder "The bully is so handsome" was already filling his ears.

In the next moment, no other voices could be heard in the huge paddy field.

Not long after, in Gangnan Village with a total of 260 seven households and a population of more than [-], children's voices shouted "The bully is so handsome" rang out from all directions.

One after another, so spectacular.

(End of this chapter)