Chapter 96 Nuan Bao and the System Talk About a Deal

At this moment, too many questions popped up in Qin Zheng's mind.

"Brother, we've been out for too long, let's go back first!"

Before Nuanbao left, he put the letters about the Qin couple into the space, and put the letters of others back into the cabinet.

The two of them returned to the cowshed with ease. Inside the cowshed, the director's family had been tied up with ropes by Minister Zhang and his men and were being pushed out.

Seeing that the bad guys got their comeuppance, everyone's eyes were filled with joy, whether they were local old people with the surname Qu, educated youth or elderly people who were sent down to the countryside.

"Liu, don't be so complacent. Do you think you can bring me down like this? Haha, I tell you, it's impossible. My aunt is an acquaintance of the leaders in Beijing. As long as she says a word, you will have to send me back politely in the morning."

The director threatened Nuan's father in a timid manner.

Jing's aunt, could she be referring to Chen Fenglian?

"Isn't your aunt Chen Fenglian?"

"You, how do you know? Do you know my aunt?"

When the director said this, his tone was obviously lacking in confidence, and his voice was several degrees lower.

"Of course I know her. I could even write her name with my eyes closed. Oh, you must not be confident enough to read my letter of introduction, right? Doesn't it say on it that I'm from Linjiang Village?"

Nuan's father's words made the director's face wrinkle into a ball. After thinking hard for a few seconds, he showed a shocked expression.

"Linjiang Village? Ah, I remember now. It's that Linjiang Village. You, you are from the Liu family. Then, then doesn't that mean..."

"Haha! You guessed it right. My father is the old man who was cruelly abandoned by your aunt! I am the youngest son of that old man who later married a wife. Are you surprised or not?"

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"If you think about it, we're all relatives. Can you please, for the sake of our relationship, let me go? I promise that I will keep my tail between my legs from now on, okay?"

The director, a fat man about 1.7 meters tall, knelt in front of Nuan's father and cried, playing the family card.

"Uncle Qin's hand injury, was it Chen Fenglian who asked you to do it?"

The director's crying and begging stopped abruptly after hearing this.

The people present were not fools, and they understood what was going on at a glance.

Before Qin Zheng could do anything, Nuan Bao had already moved, and the fire stick hit the director's calf mercilessly. The calf made a crisp sound, and then, there was a miserable sound like a pig being slaughtered.

"Oops! Dad, my hand slipped!"

Nuanbao said this without any care.

Everyone present...

In the end, the farm manager and his family were carried like pigs, with their hands and feet tied and pulled away on a wooden cart.

Minister Zhang and the militiamen went to the director's house and not only found the letters, but also found many packages, remittance slips, etc. that should have belonged to the educated youth.

"Tsk tsk tsk, such a small farm, and the farm manager was able to collect so many things, he is really capable!"

Minister Zhang said this with a profound meaning.

When Nuanbao heard this, his eyes darkened.

If I have a chance, I must go to Beijing to see Chen Fenglian. I can't just stand there like this, it's too passive.