The Black-Hearted Young Lady Has a Space and is Going to the Countryside

The daughter of a triad boss is reborn in the most difficult times of the 1960s.

Fortunately, she has her own base with her, so she doesn't have to worry about food or clothing.

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Chapter 602 A Little Alcohol Makes Sleep Better

The villagers have gotten used to it.

Liu Jianshe glanced at him.

"There must be a reason why they don't let us come. So what? Why do we have to come even if they don't let us?"

Do you know what's going on in the mountains? If something really happens, can you bear the charge of disrupting military operations?

To put it bluntly, what if there really are spies or agents among them? If something goes wrong because of our interference, can you take responsibility? Can you go around telling everyone that you didn't do it on purpose, that you just wanted to come and see?

Do you think the law will listen to your explanations?

Or are you saying your words carry more weight than the law?

The man was embarrassed. He just couldn't stand the way Xiao Jian and the other educated youth acted and was deliberately picking a fight. But Liu Jianshe's words were intimidating enough. Once the level of intimidation was raised, his courage to cause trouble immediately shrank back.

Liu Jianshe looked away. His father was someone who was easygoing and didn't care about anything, which led many villagers to speak and act without any sense of propriety, and their appetites had also increased considerably.

To put it bluntly, some people don't know what's good for them.

He's not like his dad, who's the type to compromise and try to please everyone.

Right is right, and wrong is wrong.

Rules are rules.

Old Han opened his mouth, wanting to plead for leniency, but found that what they said was all in accordance with the rules and there was nothing wrong with it. He couldn't bring himself to say what he wanted to say.

Liu Jianshe noticed what he was thinking and asked him as they walked back.

"Uncle Han, what do you think of my dad as the village chief?"

Old Han was taken aback.

"It's great, it's really great!"

Liu Jianshe smiled, knowing that this was a difficult question to answer.

"Uncle, you've noticed it too. The villagers really have no restraint these days. They even dare to say such things about things like this. And what happened to Second Grandma a few days ago, to be honest, I was really surprised. The People's Liberation Army came to help us rescue people, and at that time, they actually managed to order them to get those things. And afterwards, they were still able to justify it."

"She...she realized she was wrong later,"

"Uncle, I don't believe I can't see that she knows she's wrong, right?"

She was scared—scared that her comrade might not wake up, and also afraid that the military would hold her accountable.

Old Han also admits this.

“Jianshe, you know we rural folks are poor and don’t have much experience. The biggest thing on our minds today is this belly. Dazhu is gone, and she has no choice but to stare at that little thing. Sigh!”

Despite his words, he knew very well that over the years, with Liu Weimin's "anything goes" attitude, the villagers had really lost all principles. They were so lazy that they didn't care about minor mistakes, let alone major ones.

Even when they do go to work, they're not very dedicated. Many people try to slack off whenever they can, since the work points are about the same for everyone. Who wants to put in more effort than others?

Liu Jianshe is a native of the village. He was still young when the country was founded. Over the past ten years, he has witnessed the situation in the village. When Liu Weimin was young, he was fine. He was full of vigor and handled things efficiently.

As I get older, I don't know if it's because I'm soft-hearted or what, but I start to hesitate and compromise when faced with problems. Later on, I even confused right and wrong, just wanting everyone to be happy.

He had spoken to Liu Weimin about it, but the two men held almost completely opposite views, so naturally he wouldn't adopt Liu Jianshe's decisive and efficient style.

He knows that changing this situation won't happen overnight, but he still wants to try. Now, the way to make money in the village has been pretty much settled.

Vegetable greenhouses, mountain produce, and those fabric crafts that his mother has recently become obsessed with—these are all good ways to make money. No matter which one you choose, if you can stick with it, the prospects are very good. He can't let the villagers' laziness and indolence ruin the foundation that has been built up with such difficulty.

He's not his father; trying to smooth things over can only maintain temporary peace and harmony. Problems must be addressed immediately, otherwise, this hidden danger could become a time bomb at any time.

Unaware of Liu Jianshe's dilemma, Jian Dan simply went home. Her basket contained the fish the other educated youth had just given her. Looking at the quantity, she realized it was a little more than what everyone else would get, but only a little, so she didn't refuse and accepted it directly.

"Go back and rest first. If they come and ask you questions later, just tell them the truth."

Lin Dongfang, Ling Weidong, Yuan Ye, and Qian Cheng were alright; they often went hunting in the mountains and were used to bloodshed. But the others were not so good; they were barely holding on as they made their way down the mountain, and now they were starting to give up.

Several female educated youths, in particular, had pale faces, and Jiang Ping's legs were trembling.

Simple-mindedly, he scratched his head, thought for a moment, went back inside, found a small bag of liqueur-filled chocolates, and handed them to the people who were leaving.

"Look, eating something sweet will cheer you up."

As soon as they left, Ling Weidong's lips twitched.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's a liquor-filled one, right?"

"Oh! I remember they don't have alcohol allergies. Give them some alcohol, and they'll be drowsy and sleep soundly."

This was brought over by Zhu Yan when she came before; you can't usually buy it at supply and marketing cooperatives.

"You're really worried they'll have nightmares?"

"well!"

He simply sighed and shook his head.

"What should we do? They're not like us, who are all like Zhong Kui (a legendary Chinese demon), they've never seen anything like this before."

Didn't you see that the aisle was swaying a bit?

Ling Weidong thought for a moment,

"Although I know it's fallacious reasoning, it actually makes some sense. Aren't we going to have to question them later?"

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