Chapter 23 Public Funds



The county seat of Ya County is indeed not big, just a crossroads with one road wide and one narrow. The wide road is Jiefang Road. On both sides of the road are tall and low houses, most of which are two or three stories high, but there are also a few four-story houses.

The supply and marketing cooperative is located in a three-story building. It looks quite large, but the top floor is used as a warehouse and office, so there are actually only two floors.

Of course, these two floors look bigger than the base’s family compound, and they sell a wider variety of items, like wardrobes and beds, which are not sold in the base’s supply and marketing cooperative, so you have to come here to buy them.

Large items such as bicycles, sewing machines and electric fans can be purchased at the base supply and marketing cooperative, but they are out of stock for a long time. If you want them, you have to register first. If you are lucky, you have to wait for two or three months. If you are unlucky, you may have to wait for half a year or a year. If you want to buy them earlier, you have to come to the county.

Today is Sunday. There are a lot of people in the supply and marketing cooperative, but the counter is not crowded because everyone queues up in an orderly manner.

When entering, Lin Wei noticed that there were many young people wearing white navy uniforms in the queues at each counter. They not only queued up themselves, but also maintained order when others cut in line.

Of course, there are also unreasonable people who cut in line but think that others should not interfere with them.

Lin Wei and Zong Shao, holding their two children, walked along the counters one by one. When they came to the counter selling cakes and dried fruits, they saw the queue behind the counter next to them started arguing.

It turned out that a middle-aged man was about to line up, so he saw an acquaintance and cut in line. Someone behind him was dissatisfied and shouted out. A young soldier in the queue heard the noise and went over to ask the man to line up. But the man was not only unwilling to do so, but also arrogantly asked: "Who are you? What does my platoon have to do with you? What's your business?"

The young soldier said sternly: "I don't care where you line up, but you can't cut in line."

The man wanted to speak, but the person who cut him in line was a little scared and said in a low voice: "Why don't you go to the back?"

Upon hearing this, the man became unhappy and raised his voice to ask, "Why should I go to the back? We are not strangers, so what's wrong with you asking me to wait in line? Or are you afraid of him?"

Pointing at the young soldier, he said, "Isn't he just a soldier? What's so great about that? Does being a soldier mean you can bully people at will? Which unit are you from? Do you believe I will write a letter to the army to sue you for bullying the people?"

"You take the child here and wait for me for a while." Zong Shao lowered his head and said to Lin Wei, then pushed through the crowd and walked over, stretched out his hand to hold the man's wrist and pushed it down.

During the process, Zong Shao remained calm and didn't look like he had used much strength, but the man's veins were bulging. After being released, he immediately wrapped his left hand around his right wrist and rubbed it, asking angrily, "Who are you?"

The young soldier also saw Zong Shao and quickly raised his hand to salute: "Deputy Battalion Commander!"

Zong Shao returned the salute and said to the man, "I am his leader. Tell me if you have anything to say."

When he first heard the young soldier shout "deputy battalion commander", he was a little scared. Although the deputy battalion commander seemed to be worthless in the family area and a brick falling from the sky could hit a deputy battalion commander, looking at the entire base, he was one in a hundred.

Not to mention Zong Shao's strength, others may not know it, but he knows it well.

It's just that although Zong Shao's tone was not very gentle, it was not harsh either, and his words did not seem to favor his subordinates. The man became arrogant again: "You came at the right time. This man, who is still a soldier, dares to bully ordinary people in front of everyone. As a leader, don't you have to control it?"

After hearing this man's lies, not only the young soldier, but everyone else couldn't help but speak out:

"It was you who cut in line first, and you still have the nerve to blame others!"

"What do you mean he's bullying ordinary people? He's clearly seeking justice for those of us who were cut in line by you!"

"Yeah, the little girl didn't want you to cut in line, but you still refused to leave. You are really shameless!"

"Yes, comrade, don't listen to his nonsense. He wrongly punished a good man."

After listening to their discussion, Zong Shao said, "Don't worry, let's just do what we want. I will definitely not blame the good people." He then said to the young soldier, "You did a good job."

The person who cut in line was already pale and blue in the face, and he became unhappy when he heard what Zong Shao said, and asked: "Hey, what do you mean? Are you planning to bully me with a group of people?"

The group of people he was referring to did not include ordinary people who were displeased, but rather those soldiers who were also wearing sailor uniforms. When the dispute broke out here, they also gathered here.

However, after Zong Shao stepped forward, the other soldiers did not speak, nor did they follow the ordinary people in blaming those who cut in line. After all, if too many people cut in line, it would really feel like bullying.

Therefore, upon hearing this, many young soldiers showed indignation, but Zong Shao remained calm and said, "I have already understood what happened. Now I give you two choices. One, you go and queue up normally. Two," he turned his head and said to a soldier behind him, "you go to the police station and find a policeman to mediate. What do you think?" The second half of the sentence was said to the middle-aged man who cut in line.

When Zong Shao said he wanted to call the police, many of the onlookers were stunned. But soon some of them realized that, right, disputes among the masses must be mediated by the police!

Although this matter is not serious enough to call the police, this person is too unreasonable and we should let the police deal with him!

Everyone started to make a noise: "Call the police, call the police!"

The soldier behind Zong Shao also moved immediately, passing through the crowd and heading out.

The man immediately panicked. Although the police and soldiers are both public servants, ordinary people are more afraid of the police because they have the impression that the police are there to catch bad guys. Anyone who is visited by the police will definitely be nervous at first.

Soldiers will certainly catch bad guys, but when they are really deployed, they are basically at the gang level, far away from the lives of ordinary people.

Although the Sanlin base is nearby, soldiers from the county town often come to play together during holidays, but they are all disciplined, will not easily quarrel with ordinary people, are willing to help others, and give people the impression that they are easy to talk to.

In addition, although the soldier who initially stopped the middle-aged man from cutting in line looked serious, he looked young and looked like a rookie in his early twenties who was easy to bully.

Moreover, when the middle-aged man was stopped, everyone on the first floor of the supply and marketing cooperative looked over. With so many people staring at him, it would be a loss of face for him if he just gave in. He got impulsive and started fighting with others.

After arguing with him, he found that this young man was not very good at talking and he did not dare to hit him, so he felt more confident.

The same goes for Zong Shao. Although he doesn't look easy to mess with, he will act tough if you speak softly to him.

But who would have thought that this guy would not play by the rules and would call the police if he disagreed with something!

Seeing the soldier who was about to call the police was about to leave the supply and marketing cooperative, the man finally gave in and quickly walked out of the line and said, "Alright, alright, can't I just not queue up?"

Someone spat, "What do you mean by queue? You're clearly cutting in line!"

The man quickly changed his words: "Yes, yes, cutting in line, cutting in line, can I not cut in line?" After saying that, he wanted to slip away.

But he hadn't taken two steps when Zong Shao grabbed his collar and dragged him back: "Wait, did I let you go?"

The man stiffened his neck and said, "Didn't I say I wouldn't cut in line?"

"You won't cut in line today, but what about tomorrow? What about next time?"

"So what do you want?"

Zong Shao said expressionlessly: "Of course I will ask the police to do some ideological work on you. When you realize your mistakes, you can leave."

The man suddenly felt a black screen before his eyes and quickly slid to his knees: "I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, can you please let me go?" As he spoke, he put his hands together and began to bow to Zong Shao.

Zong Shao stepped aside and asked the others, "Do you think it's better to let him go now or wait until the police arrive?"

The onlookers hesitated. Even though this man could be quite hateful when he was in a state of arrogance, this matter was not a big deal. To the point of seeing the police seemed a bit too much.

The man said quickly, "Don't call the police, please don't call the police. If my company knew about this, I would definitely be punished. I have a wife and children to support, I can't be punished."

After hearing what he said, some people mocked him, saying that he was afraid now, so why was he so arrogant before? But some people also said: "Why not just forget it? After all, they have wives and children. If the matter gets out of hand, they will be the ones who will suffer."

Zong Shao originally just wanted to teach this guy a lesson, but when he heard many people agreeing with him, he said, "Forget it this time, but if I see you again next time, I will drag you to the police station."

"Yes, yes." The man nodded hurriedly. After waiting for a while and not hearing Zong Shao speak again, he looked up and asked with a smile, "Comrade, can I leave now?"

Zong Shao hummed calmly, and the man turned around and was about to walk out, but after a few steps he remembered the police, stopped, turned around and asked, "What about the police..."

Zong Shao looked over and asked, "You want to see the police but don't want to leave?"

"No, no, then I'm leaving!" As soon as the words fell, the man left in a hurry.

Everyone laughed when they saw this, and some praised Zong Shao and his friends. The two brothers also clapped their hands, "Dad is awesome!"

After hearing Mingming's words, the young soldier who spoke first asked, "Deputy Battalion Commander, is that your son?"

"Yeah." Zong Shao responded and called the two children over to call for help.

Lin Wei also followed and said with a smile after the children finished calling out, "Hello."

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

Because of the incident just now, all the soldiers, whether they were from Zong Shao’s camp or not, recognized him and followed the leading young soldier in calling Lin Wei "Sister-in-law".

I have to say, the scene of so many young soldiers calling "sister-in-law" together was quite shocking.

Other customers in the supply and marketing cooperative cast friendly glances at him, and there was also an enthusiastic aunt who, because of what had just happened, had a good impression of Zong Shao and smiled and praised the good looks of his family.

After the family got away from the crowd, the man who said he was going to the police station to find the police also came back, but Lin Wei looked behind him several times and didn't see any trace of the police.

When Zong Shao started chatting with people, Lin Wei realized that he didn't intend to call the police at all, he just wanted to scare the man. And the person who said he was going to call the police didn't even go to the police station, he was just waiting at the corner of the supply and marketing cooperative!

Lin Wei suddenly realized that Zong Shao had finished chatting with the other person. He patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "Go shopping on your own. Don't worry about me."

The other party glanced at Lin Wei, laughed and said, "I understand." Then he left with the young soldier.

Looking at the two men's backs, Lin Wei asked, "So this man is also one of your soldiers?"

"Um."

After getting a positive answer, Lin Wei finally understood everything. She wondered why Zong Shao didn't say directly that he just wanted to scare people, and how did the person who went to call people know his thoughts? It turned out that he was an acquaintance.

As the two were talking, the head of the supply and marketing cooperative came down from the building. He first expressed his gratitude to Zong Shao, and praised Lin Wei and the two children, and that was all.

Even though he was the person in charge of the state-owned supply and marketing cooperative, he didn't dare to say that he would give Lin Wei and the others a discount.

But he still showed some concern for what Lin Wei and the others were planning to buy.

When he learned that they wanted to buy electric fans, he immediately said, "The fans are upstairs." He led them to the second floor and asked the salesperson at the counter to show them all the electric fans on display.

Originally, he wanted to personally explain to Lin Wei and the others the brand, function and price of the electric fan, but before he could open his mouth, Zong Shao said, "We can look at it ourselves. We won't disturb your work."

The head of the supply and marketing cooperative was a smart man. He smiled and said, "Then you can take your time to look around. If you have any questions, just come to the third floor to find me."

Zong Shao thanked the person and waited for him to go upstairs before continuing to ask the salesperson about the functions and prices.

In fact, the functions of electric fans are similar, the only difference is the number of wind speeds, how strong the wind is, whether they can swing their heads, etc.

However, Lin Wei did not plan to spend too much money on an electric fan. The two models she chose were both from unknown brands. They were cheap, had relatively few functions, could not swing their heads, and had two wind speeds. As for the wind speed, the salesperson said they could give it a try.

This is the treatment you get if you are brought in by your leader. These days there is no performance requirement for salespeople, and their attitude towards customers depends entirely on their mood. If you meet someone who is difficult to talk to, they will not let you try it even if you are buying a big item like a fan.

But now that she can try, Lin Wei will certainly not be polite and said with a smile: "Then thank you for your help."

"You're welcome." The salesperson smiled, carried the electric fan to the socket, plugged it in, pressed the wind stop button and said, "This is the first setting. You can come and feel it."

Lin Wei walked over, bent down and put her face in front of the fan blades, then slowly backed away when she felt the strong wind.

I retreated more than one meter and still felt wind, and it was quite strong, so I asked the salesperson to adjust the wind speed to the second level. The second gear has a stronger wind speed, but the fan blades make a rustling sound, which is a bit noisy.

So Lin Wei asked someone to try another one.

This one has less wind power, but also relatively less noise. Lin Wei was unable to make a decision for a moment.

When Zong Shao saw this, he asked the salesperson to take out the Watson brand fan and try it out. Because the price difference between Watson's fan and the two models just tried was quite large, the salesperson specifically asked if he was sure he wanted to try it. Zong Shao did not hesitate and nodded and said, "Try it."

After trying it, I found that Watson's is the best, with the highest wind speed and the lowest noise. The quality looks much better. It is very heavy to hold, but it is too expensive.

Lin Wei continued to struggle.

Zong Shao was very generous and said, "Let's just buy Watson?"

Lin Wei, who holds the financial power of the family, glanced at him: "Are you sure?"

Zong Shao touched his nose and said, "I am just making a suggestion. The money is in your hands. You have the final say on whether to buy it or not."

Mingming, who was standing in front of the electric fan and was about to press the gear, heard the conversation between the two and turned around to help out, "Mom, just buy this one, this fan is the best!"

Lin Wei was curious and asked, "How do you know this is the best? What's the best about it?"

Mingming couldn't put it into words, so he scratched his head and said, "When Auntie said this was good just now, didn't you nod your head, Mom? And Dad also thinks this is good."

Ruirui, who had been silent the whole time, concluded: "If everyone says it's good, it must be the best."

Originally, Lin Wei thought Watson's electric fan was the best, but she hesitated because she thought it was too expensive. But now that the father and son all said they wanted to buy Watson's, she took a step back and nodded, saying, "Okay, let's buy Watson's."

Although she agreed readily, Lin Wei still felt a little sad when paying, as it was more than a hundred yuan! Come to think of it, the other two models are also pretty good, although they each have their own flaws, but they are cheap! The money saved can buy a lot of things.

Seeing Lin Wei's painful expression, Zong Shao comforted her, "Money has to be spent. If the old doesn't go, the new won't come."

Lin Wei thought that the more money the better, no matter whether it was new or old. Then, seeing Zong Shao's nonchalant look, she couldn't help but remind him, "There's some of your private money in here."

Zong Shao heard this and said calmly, "It's okay, I don't feel bad."

The money kept in your hands is private money, and the money handed over to your wife is public funds.

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