Transmigrated to the 1950s to Snatch a Husband

The God of War Duke from a matriarchal country was reborn in the 1950s. Before she even opened her eyes, she heard that her fiancé had been snatched away!

This was absolutely intolerable. Wit...

Chapter 162 Inside Story

On the way, Biaozi's men handed him a cigarette: "Brother Biao, I heard that his second son is now a brigade commander."

Biaozi lit a cigarette and glanced at his men: "What? Scared? If you're scared, get lost."

"No. I'm just curious, why did the director take a liking to his family?"

The others were also curious. They all flattered Brother Biao, saying that he was the director's confidant and must know the inside story.

Biaozi listened with great satisfaction: "The director doesn't like their family; he just doesn't like Hanjiazhuang. When we go to other villages, everyone there treats us with respect. But when we go to Hanjiazhuang, those people there always ignore us. The director has wanted to teach them a lesson for a long time, but he just didn't know where to start. A few days ago, the director heard Dafu say that his sister's father-in-law was very capable, so he casually asked what his sister's father-in-law did. Dafu said that his sister's father-in-law was just a farmer. The director found this strange and asked Dafu how his sister's father-in-law was capable. Dafu said that a few years ago, his sister's family had more grain than they could eat."

Biaozi paused to take a drag on his cigarette: "Everyone knows what things were like a few years ago. Dafu's sister's grain must have come from illegitimate sources. Dafu's sister's family is from Hanjiazhuang. There's also a brigade commander in their family. If we take care of their family, the people of Hanjiazhuang will all behave themselves. Considering that the people of Hanjiazhuang share a common ancestor, they are more united than those from other villages."

Biaozi blew a puff of smoke at Li Dafu: "The director just wanted Dafu's sister to help us find out where that grain came from. I didn't expect Dafu's sister to be so uncooperative. Dafu, if your sister dares to get involved when things get heated, I won't be so polite."

Li Dafu: "She didn't dare to get close."

"It's best not to get too close. Otherwise..." Biaozi clenched his fist: "Hmph!"

Soon, Li Dafu led his gang to Hanjiazhuang.

Someone in Hanjiazhuang recognized Biaozi and, seeing him enter the village with his men looking menacing, went to tell the village chief. The village chief, unsure of what was going on, had Han Yong summoned: "Yongzi, that Biaozi from the county has brought his men to our village."

"What's he doing here?"

"I have no idea."

Han Yong thought for a moment and said, "Since they haven't notified you, don't show up for now. Just pretend you don't know anything. I'll take some people over to check it out."

The village chief thought the same thing: "Bring more people. I heard Biaozi brought quite a few."

"Okay. I'll bring all the militiamen with me."

"OK."

After Han Yong left, the village chief called his son over again: "Go out and see what they're up to, then come back and tell your father."

"good."

Jinbao was playing in the yard when Li Dafu led Biaozi and his gang in. Jinbao was a little scared when he saw the group of people: "Dad, my uncle is here."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhuang walked out while saying, "Why are you here again? Didn't I tell you? Neither my dad nor I are going."

Han Zhuang was stunned when he came out.

Li Dafu puffed out his chest: "This time, you have no choice."

Han Zhuang was furious: "Li Dafu, did we dig up your ancestral graves or kill your father? Why are you doing this to us?"

Li Dafu: "You didn't kill my father or dig up my family's ancestral graves. But your father undermined the foundation of socialism."

"Get the hell out of here!" Han Zhuang grabbed a carrying pole and was about to beat Li Dafu: "If I don't beat you to death today, I'm not a Han!"

"Stop." Han Dashan came out of the house.

Han Zhuang's face turned red with anger: "Dad, Li Dafu framed you."

"I heard you." Han Dashan stood at the door and looked at Li Dafu, asking, "Which eye of yours saw me undermining socialism?"

Han Gui also came out of the house: "That's right, which eye of yours saw that? If you can't give me a proper explanation today, don't even think about leaving through this door."

Biaozi threw his cigarette butt on the ground: "You're really arrogant. I'd like to see why you won't let him leave through this door."

Han Dashan smiled and said, "Take a look back."

Biaozi turned around and asked, "What...what do you want to do?"

Han Yong brandished the large knife in his hand: "Nothing. Didn't you say that Uncle Dashan was undermining socialism? Come on, tell me, how did Uncle Dashan undermine socialism?"

The other militiamen also questioned them.

Biaozi and his men knew how formidable the militia of Hanjiazhuang were. But they never expected the militia to dare to draw their knives against them.

Knowing that the thugs were heading towards Han Bin's house, Han Yong ordered the militiamen to bring their knives.

Biaozi looked at Li Dafu and said, "You go ahead."

Seeing the knives in the militiamen's hands, Li Dafu's legs went weak: "I...I...I only heard it from my sister. If you...if you want to ask, just...just ask my sister."

Han Yong looked at Han Zhuang: "Where's your wife?"

Han Zhuang turned around and called out into the house.

Li Qiaoqiao came out of the house: "I...I didn't say that."

Li Dafu: "Why didn't you mention that a few years ago, everyone was starving? Yet you told Mother that your family had enough to eat every day. Tell me, where did your family's food come from?"

Han Yong understood.

The militiamen understood.

In the years when the harvest was poor, someone would deliver grain to them every year. Although they had never seen the person who delivered the grain, they all knew it was Xiaoman who delivered it to them. Because among the people they knew, only Xiaoman had this ability.

Xiaoman taught them many skills, and even after they joined the army, she worried they would go hungry. If they let these people take Han Dashan away today, how would they ever face Xiaoman again?

Han Yong walked up to Li Qiaoqiao with the knife in his hand.

Li Qiaoqiao was so frightened that she took two steps back.

Han Yong brandished the knife in his hand: "Zhuangzhuang's wife, you can eat as much as you want, but you can't say anything carelessly."

Han Yong was the captain of the Han Family Village militia. Whenever the militiamen competed, the Han Family Village militia always came out on top. So Biaozi knew Han Yong: "Han Yong, what do you mean?"

Han Yong smiled and said, "What could I possibly mean? I was just reminding her. Zhuangzhuang's wife, did you see my Uncle Dashan undermining socialism?"

"No. I was afraid my mother would worry about me, so I said my family could eat our fill. Actually, my family isn't even that well-fed. If my family could eat our fill, my father-in-law wouldn't have let Han Zhuang go hunting in the mountains with you."

Han Yong breathed a sigh of relief. If Li Qiaoqiao had sided with his brother, things would have been much more difficult today.

Han Yong pointed the knife at Li Dafu: "Did you hear that? Your sister just doesn't want your mother to worry."

Someone in the militia recognized Li Dafu: "Li Dafu, are you so desperate for merit that you've gone mad?"

Another militiaman chimed in, "Exactly. You believe everything people say. Are you stupid?"

Another militiaman chimed in, "He's not only stupid, he's also vicious. He even harmed his own sister."

Han Yong looked at Biaozi: "You actually use someone like that? Don't you have any other options?"

Biaozi looked at Han Yong and said, "You want to protect him?"

Han Yong smiled and said, "I'm not protecting him; I'm just afraid you'll make a mistake."

"you!"

Han Yong patted Biaozi on the shoulder: "Brother, I'm just afraid you'll wrong an innocent person."

One of the militiamen shouted, "You can't wrong innocent people!"

The other militiamen echoed this sentiment, saying that innocent people should not be wrongly accused.

Han Yong smiled at Biaozi: "We are all good people in Han Family Village. You should go back."

Biaozi gritted his teeth. If he didn't take Han Dashan away today, the people of Hanjiazhuang would take them even less seriously: "I'm taking Han Dashan back for investigation. If you dare to stop me, I won't be polite."