Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 263 Selling, singing and begging
It's been a long time since I tasted my second uncle's cooking. Without paying attention, both Yang Rui and Huang Dalong were full.

Simply park your car in the government compound and walk back to your hotel. It’s not that far away anyway, and you can still eat something while strolling along the riverside.

June in Chancheng is already the season of scorching heat, but fortunately there is still a slight temperature difference between morning and evening. Walking on the bank of the Xijiang River, with the river breeze blowing from the side, I don't feel sweaty.

There are many people enjoying the shade by the river. A straw mat is spread out. The adults sit on the edge and chat, while the children lie in the middle and look up at the stars. It is said that it can effectively prevent myopia.

Rich people will bring a bucket at this time, with a small watermelon soaked in cold water.Southerners live a refined life and are not as rough as northerners, so don't buy big melons. If you can't finish the melons, it will be a waste.

People who don't have money won't just sit around. The hostess of the family will make tea in a large enamel jar and bring some homemade snacks. The whole family will also enjoy themselves.

The only drawback is that there are so many mosquitoes by the river that even applying cooling oil is not enough.

There should be a canteen not far ahead. The owner moved a [-]-inch black and white TV outside, attracting a large crowd of spectators.

Such a scene was also staged in Gangnan Village last summer, and the chief director was Liu Zhixia, the chief chef of the seafood restaurant behind him.

However, this year, such a scene cannot be reproduced in Gangnan Village. The best-selling product in the Gangnan Store headed by Zhang Shaoben is TV sets.

"How many winds and rains, how many springs and autumns, wind, frost, snow, rain and torrents..."

A new episode was about to begin. In the open space at the entrance of the canteen, dozens of people gathered around with cheers and cheers.

After passing the canteen and walking a hundred or ten meters further, on the opposite side of Yanjiang Road, I saw another group of people gathered together.

From the crowd, a young girl singing accompanied by a harmonica came out.

"Let's go, Dalong, go over and see what kind of excitement it is." Yang Rui, who always wanted to have a daughter in his previous life, had no resistance to the girl's singing that floated into his ears.

The two crossed the road. Yang Rui was taller. As soon as he came to the edge of the crowd, he could see clearly what was going on inside.

It's a father and daughter singing here.

The girl is five or six years old, very handsome and quiet, and the man is about thirty years old, not tall, probably less than 1.7 meters, with a thin and haggard face, but his eyes are quite deep.

He was holding a harmonica in his left hand to accompany his daughter, but in his right hand...the entire sleeve was empty, and it should have been broken at the shoulder.

After the girl finished singing, the father and daughter each held a broken enamel bowl and faced the audience... The father and daughter were obviously inexperienced. They didn't even speak the jargon of performing arts, and they just bowed one after another. Shouting at the audience.

Yang Rui was about to pay when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Look up.

The two men pushed through the crowd and rushed towards the father and daughter. Without saying a word, one of them slapped his hand and knocked the broken enamel bowl in the hand of the one-armed man to the ground.

"Who allowed you to be a singer and beggar here? If you don't work hard at home, do you have to do this kind of opportunistic business?"

I don’t know what the one-armed man muttered in explanation, which made the other man furious.

With his hands in a chokehold and his feet in a chokehold, he subdued the one-armed man to the ground in seconds.

The little girl called out to her father heartbreakingly, and threw herself at the man to save her father.The man pushed back and the girl stumbled and fell.

Yang Rui's heart felt as if someone had grabbed it, and he grinned in pain. He rushed away from the crowd and kicked the two men around with just two kicks.

In the crowd, there were a majority of people with a sense of justice, and a burst of applause immediately erupted.

Especially Huang Dalong has the loudest voice.This guy didn't follow Yang Rui and rush in. It wasn't because he was a coward or he was lazy, but because Brother Ba needed him to ambush him outside in case the two men had helpers and not to secretly attack Brother Ba.

Yang Rui first picked up the girl and then the one-armed man.

The two men also got up at this time, and one of them shouted fiercely at Yang Rui:
"Who the hell are you? Do you know what the two of us do?"

Yang Rui had already guessed the identities of the two people. Their story was playing on the TV in front of the small store he just passed. However, art comes from life, but it is always higher than life.

"I don't know what you two do, but I can tell you two who I am..."

Yang Rui smiled half-heartedly, looked at the two people, and uttered four sounds:
"Gang, Nan, evil, tyrant!"

The two men couldn't help but look at each other, and their previous arrogance immediately dissipated. The next second, they lowered their heads and dived into the crowd.

The gangnan bully was not someone they could afford to offend. Not to mention that they were not very reasonable tonight. Even if they were sufficiently reasonable, they would not dare to fight the big boss directly when acting alone.

It would be wiser to leave first.

When the onlookers learned that the man in front of them was the famous Gangnan bully, they felt admiration. Fortunately, there were no cell phones that could take pictures. Cameras were quite rare, and there were no online Weibo friends. Otherwise, Pictures and videos of the Hesehui bosses fighting xxx with righteousness and bravery can be spread all over the country immediately.

"It's okay, everyone should leave."

Who dares to disobey the bully boss’s orders?In seconds, the crowd dispersed, leaving only Huang Dalong.

The one-armed man bowed deeply to Yang Rui, said some words of thanks, and asked Yang Rui for the daughter in his arms.

Yang Rui was a little reluctant to give up.

It makes no sense not to give, but... there is a way to hold her for a while longer.

"You two, father and daughter, haven't eaten yet?"

Yang Rui heard the gurgling sound from the belly of the girl in his arms, so his judgment should be accurate.

The one-armed man sighed and nodded.

There was no chance to sing and beg during the day. I expected to get some money for a meal in the evening, but those two men ruined the situation. Tonight, the father and daughter might go hungry.

"Let's go, there's a night market stall ahead, I'll treat you two to have something to eat."

The one-armed man hesitated.

Huang Dalong then advised: "It's okay for you to go hungry, but your daughter will go hungry with you. As a father, can you bear it?"

Poor parents in the world, how many parents can bear to watch their children starve?

Yang Rui's nose couldn't help but feel sour. Huang Dalong's words reminded him of his grandmother.

The one-armed man finally put down his pride and followed Yang Rui and Huang Dalong forward.

The girl seemed to be very destined to Yang Rui. She hugged Yang Rui's neck obediently and rested her head on Yang Rui's shoulder. Maybe it was because she was too tired, or maybe because she suddenly felt safe. In short, she was in Yang Rui's arms. Zhong actually fell asleep quietly.

(End of this chapter)