Transmigrating to the 70s, Taking My Younger Sister to the Countryside

Apocalypse overlord Yang Baiyi, while leading a team to clear out zombies, perished along with the zombie king.

When she awoke again, she found herself in a mourning hall, surrounded by relat...

Chapter 526 A discordant scene

The next day, Yang Baiyi, Xiao Fuxing, and Lin Xiao each drove a car and took everyone for a ride around the city.

The policies in Suzhou have obviously become more relaxed, and small stalls selling agricultural and sideline products and handicrafts can be seen everywhere on the streets.

There are many stalls and even more citizens buying things. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and everyone has some spare money and wants to give their families a good year.

"Brother Xiao, is this really okay? Nothing will go wrong, right?"

Yu Shicheng and Xie Xun had just come out of the farm, and they took every step very carefully, as if walking on thin ice, for fear of crossing the red line again.

“If there is no deliberate document to resolutely put an end to it, it would be a form of tacit approval.

Universities have resumed enrollment and the construction of several special economic zones is in full swing. This is a good signal.

You two, if you trust me, you can start developing the economy after you go back.

If you can’t keep up at the beginning, the gap will widen in the future.”

Xiao Qingyang was an enterprising cadre. His experience on the farm did not change his original intention or dampen his ambition.

Xiao Qingyang took two old friends to visit his masterpieces, the textile factory and the garment factory.

All the equipment is in place, and arrangements have been made for the military dependents. We can start work after the New Year.

Yu Shicheng and Xie Xun both highly praised Xiao Qingyang for everything he did for the sacrificed soldiers.

"This is what I should do. Compared to the brothers who lost their lives, we are undoubtedly lucky. It is my honor to be able to do something for them."

After visiting the two factories, the three cars drove on the city roads.

As soon as we walked onto the busy main road, a discordant scene on the roadside caught everyone's attention.

A group of people in uniforms or Mao suits surrounded several small vendors and were robbing them of their belongings.

"Grandson, go see what's going on!"

Xiao Qingyang frowned.

During the meeting, he issued a notice to all departments, allowing the people to sell agricultural and sideline products. Who dared to disobey?

Yang Baiyi stopped the car and walked out of the driver's seat. Lin Xiao and Xiao Fuxing behind him also stopped their cars and followed Yang Baiyi to the side of the road.

"Stop, what's going on?"

Yang Baiyi shouted loudly, and the noisy scene became quiet in an instant.

"Comrade, we've caught these guys red-handed."

Seeing the three men's extraordinary demeanor and the three cars parked behind them, the leader's attitude instantly softened and he no longer had the arrogance he had just had.

Yang Baiyi parted the crowd and took a look inside.

There were three vendors, one selling roasted peanuts and melon seeds, one selling brown sugar and white sugar, and one selling bulk liquor.

"If I remember correctly, Sucheng allows fellow villagers to sell agricultural and sideline products. Their actions don't constitute speculation, right?"

Yang Baiyi didn't know where the sugar and liquor sold by the vendors came from, and he was afraid of wrongly accusing the law enforcers, so he was quite soft-hearted.

"Comrade, what they sell is not agricultural and sideline products. White sugar, brown sugar and loose liquor cannot be grown in the fields.

We suspect the source of the goods is questionable, so we plan to temporarily seize their goods and take them away for investigation."

What the law enforcement officers said was reasonable and well-founded, and Yang Baiyi really couldn't find any fault with it.

"Comrade, we are wronged. Even if we were given a hundred courages, we would not dare to engage in speculation and profiteering!

I'm from Xujiazhai, Chengguan Town. My name is Xu Dabao. These white and brown sugars are all made from sugarcane grown on the private plots in our village.

"Comrade, we are the same. I am a member of the Zhangjiagou cooperative in Xuancheng District. My name is Zhang Zhi. These liquors are all made from the sorghum we grow in the fields."

"These things are the collective assets of our production team, and we have to account for the money we earn when we sell them.

If they detain us, how will we explain to our fellow villagers when we return?

Several seven-foot-tall men actually started crying as they talked.

"Stop crying, you grown men, crying like women.

There's nothing wrong with where the stuff came from. Can't you explain it to them? What's the point of crying and wailing?

Lin Xiao came from the military, and he got a headache when he saw crying old men.

"If they were willing to listen to our explanation, we wouldn't have to cry so much!"

A young man of eighteen or nineteen said this aggrievedly while wiping his tears.

"We screamed until our voices were hoarse, but they didn't listen at all. They just kept stealing our things and said they were going to lock us up."

"If it were my own property, they could have taken it, but it's really the collective property of the production team, and we can't bear the responsibility."

Through the intermittent narration of several people, Yang Baiyi and the other two basically understood the situation.

"Which department are you from? Who is your supervisor? Did your leader fully inform you about the content of the meeting?"

Xiao Fuxing has been working in the agency for several years, and he has gained a certain amount of authority when he is serious.

"Speak up! You were so arrogant just now, but now you've all become cowards?"

Seeing a group of people avoiding each other's gazes, Xiao Fuxing made a judgment in his heart and knew that there was a problem within the agency.

"Comrade, may I ask what unit you are from?"

Those who were looting still had a glimmer of hope in their hearts that the person driving the car might not be a leader, but might be a staff member of a state-owned factory.

"I'm from the Municipal Party Committee Office. This is my work ID. Now, can you tell me what department you're from?"

Xiao Fuxing showed his work ID.

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