"Director Han, Director Han, let's talk it out." Huang Weizhong quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, asking Han Qingsong to calm down and not to get into trouble with Zhao Ancong.
Han Qingsong finally let go of Zhao Anpo. Although Zhao Anpo's change of saying "bribe" to "counting the money himself" sounded childish and slanderous, he also managed to escape the suspicion of giving gifts and asking for favors.
Even if there was suspicion that his property was of unknown origin, the commune could not do anything about it and the county could only investigate.
Han Qingsong does not have the final say in the county.
Zhao An was sure that Han Qingsong couldn't do anything to him, but he also couldn't open his mouth to plead for mercy for his nephew. The thought of it made him feel so frustrated.
Han Qingsong let Zhao Anpo go.
Zhao Ancong immediately put the tickets he brought into his pocket. Humph, if you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!
Just wait and see!
Because of what happened, he had no way of saying anything to Director Jia, so he had to ride his bike to catch up with his elder brother and Zhao Jianshe and his group.
After he left, Sun Zhuowen said, "Director, look at what's going on here."
Director Jia laughed and said, "It was just a misunderstanding. It was just a misunderstanding. Colleagues are just like husband and wife. They need to get used to each other. We all need to get used to each other more."
He was used to playing it safe. Sun Zhuowen knew that it was impossible for him to offend Han Qingsong. He didn't expect that he couldn't even accomplish such a small matter. It was really frustrating.
Sun Zhuowen felt even more cramped than when he had to sleep in a small room with a dozen people.
Although he was still resentful, he had to show some respect to Han Qingsong on the surface, lest this young man make a mistake and accuse him of insubordination.
In short, when a new official takes office, his slick subordinates dare not brazenly show off their ability to intimidate others.
Zhao Ancong, who boasted of his great powers and wild ways, was ultimately unable to bring his nephew back. He and his elder brother could only watch Zhao Jianshe crying as he entered the farm.
"Dad, Second Uncle, please find a way. I don't want to be locked up. Wuwu~~"
Zhao Anxian and his eldest brother felt heartbroken and wished they could suffer for their nephew.
Although working in a labor camp farm was similar to working in a production brigade, Zhao Jianshe had been spoiled since childhood and had never done any work.
With such delicate skin and tender flesh, it would be hard for her to endure the hardship if she went to work in the fields now.
Father Zhao covered his face and sobbed, "My second brother, what happened to Jianshe? He is such a good boy, how could he steal things? We have everything in our house, why would he steal? Our Jianshe has been very well behaved since he was young. Was it some bad kid who seduced him? I told him not to let him play with those bad kids, or he would be corrupted sooner or later. Now it's my fault."
As he was talking, he said bitterly, "Did someone frame us? Lao Er, tell me, did you offend someone outside and they used the knife to target us?"
It's hard to say anything about Zhao An's poverty. You can't say that Jianshe was naughty outside. There was not a single factory in the county that he had not stolen from.
He could only listen to his elder brother's complaints and tears, and his heart was like a knife. In his heart, he hated Han Qingsong to the core.
The two brothers had no choice but to ride back to the city. On the way, Father Zhao said nothing and had a gloomy face.
"Brother, don't worry. I'll take care of everything and give Jianshe a light job. You won't have to work in the fields then."
"The director's brother, Jin Bao, is also on this farm?"
"Who said it wasn't true? He's such a hottie that he even sent his own brother there. I've never seen such a jerk before. Neither my parents care anymore."
"Hmph!" Father Zhao showed a sinister expression.
The two brothers had to go back to the county to find a solution, and at the same time, they reported Han Qingsong to various parties, ruined his reputation, and portrayed him as an uneducated, vulgar, ruthless and worldly-wise fool.
This actually made things much easier for Han Qingsong later on, as everyone knew he was a bit stupid, so they didn't beat around the bush with him, or think he was stupid and easy to fool, only to be cheated instead.
…
Han Qingsong didn't take it seriously at all and just did what he had to do.
Someone from the supply and marketing cooperative came to deliver a letter to him, saying that the old president had returned and asked him to come over.
Han Qingsong went all the way to the supply and marketing cooperative.
The commune is not big, and the units are basically next to each other, so you can get there in a short walk.
Director Qian is in his early fifties, with gray hair, a dignified appearance, and a shrewd look in his eyes.
After a few pleasantries and introductions, and after listening to Han Qingsong's purpose of coming, Director Qian said with a smile: "Director Han, to be honest, our commune only has this one brick kiln factory, and we are really short of bricks and tiles. We have received applications from the county, as well as from the various brigades of our Revolutionary Committee. Those who have applied here will have to wait in line for almost three years."
Even if ordinary members cannot afford bricks and tiles, there are still people who can.
That's how it goes, and the queue is three or four years later.
It can be seen that supplies are in short supply.
Han Qingsong thought that he might not be able to get a chance, so he had to find a way to burn it himself. But that would require buying firewood and coal, and applying to the supply and marketing cooperative, which would take years.
Who knew that President Qian said it was hard to buy, and then said, "Don't worry, I'll look through the list."
He opened a drawer and found piles of invoices inside, all of which were applications for purchasing bricks and other building materials.
President Qian took it out and flipped through it. After flipping through a few piles, he exclaimed happily, "Found it."
"A batch of these were taken away a while ago. There's no urgent need recently, so I'll take some out first to help Han." President Qian said as he pulled out three lists and showed them to Han Qingsong. "I don't know how big the house you're building is. Are these enough?"
Han Qingsong took a look and found that there were nearly 20,000 bricks, less than 4,000 tiles, three carts of lime, and other materials such as sand.
This is quite unexpected!
Even if the members apply and queue up to buy the bricks themselves, at most they can only approve three to five thousand bricks, which is still good.
Han Qingsong smiled and said, "That's enough. Thank you, President. You've been a great help."
President Qian smiled and said, "What's the big deal? We all support each other."
The bricks here are not all red, some are green, the tiles are all gray-black, and some are tubular tiles.
Han Qingsong doesn't mind, as long as there are bricks and tiles.
After chatting for a few more sentences, Han Qingsong asked President Qian to give more suggestions and make more requests. He would lead the commune militia to meet the commune's public security and other requirements as much as possible.
President Qian smiled and said, "Director Han, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have felt comfortable asking for it. There's something you guys can really help with."
Han Qingsong: "Please speak."
"This is about delivering and buying goods." President Qian rakes his gray hair. "Our supply and marketing cooperative is responsible for collecting agricultural products, livestock and poultry from the countryside and sending them to the county supply and marketing cooperative, and then transporting industrial products back to the countryside. This round trip is quite tiring. There are only a few people in the supply and marketing cooperative, and most of them are women. Although women can hold up half the sky, it is really not easy for women to do hard work."
Han Qingsong nodded and said, "If the supply and marketing cooperative needs anything, just send someone to the Public Security Bureau and let us know. We militiamen are happy to help."
The supply and marketing cooperative is a system. In fact, the commune’s butcher group, blacksmith group, carpenter group, etc. are all under the jurisdiction of the supply and marketing cooperative.
The slaughtering team is not so bad, as most of them are men. However, the work of collecting eggs and poultry in the supply and marketing cooperative is a bit difficult for women.
The staffing is limited, and most of those who get in through connections are women, which gives President Qian a headache.
After talking for a while, Han Qingsong said goodbye. He thought that it would take several trips to pull so many bricks and tiles with a mule cart, so he should pull them back first to be safe in case of a long night of sleep. Otherwise, he would be busy with the autumn harvest in a few days, and it would be difficult to borrow a cart and horse, and he would not be able to spare the time.
He came out of President Qian's room, walked around the sales department in front, bought something for Lin Lan, and then thought that since he had nothing else to do, he might as well go back to the village to borrow a scooter and ask for help to transport goods to the brick factory.
When he returned to the office to get his bag, Han Qingyun happened to be waiting for him in the office.
"Third brother," Han Qingyun was always happy every time he saw Han Qingsong, and called him more affectionately than his own brother.
Han Qingsong asked him to sit down and quietly put the scarf he bought into his bag. "Master is here too?"
Han Qingyun shook his head and said, "No, he sent me here to run errands and bring back the verdicts on Han Qinghua and a few other thieves." Although those thieves were not from his village, the thefts were from people in his village, so the members of the community were concerned.
Han Qingsong asked: "Why didn't they come this morning?"
When the verdict was announced in the morning, no one came from Shanzui Village, only the families of the short man and the thin man came.
Han Qingyun smiled and said, "My father said that no one can be short of work during the autumn harvest and no one is allowed to come to the commune to make trouble. Just send me to get it. He also said that if anyone is worried, they can go to the farm to visit after the autumn harvest."
This was of course just a polite remark, but in reality he was still supporting Han Qingsong's work to prevent Yu Mole from bringing people to cause trouble.
She is not so difficult to deal with, but the key is old lady Han. If she is instigated by Yu Mole and brings people to cry, it will have a very bad impact and will also bring pressure and negative impact to Han Qingsong.
This is what the old branch secretary said, that we should support Han Qingsong's work as much as possible and not let the villagers hold him back.
Han Qingsong naturally thought of it and nodded, "I understand."
When it comes to dealing with the difficult villagers, the commune officials, even the militia and the public security bureau are of little use. The most effective ones are the prestigious village officials.
As for Han Yongfang, no one in Shanzui Village is not afraid of him.
Han Qingsong told him to just get busy.
Han Qingyun smiled and said, "What can I do for you, Third Brother? Are you going out? Do you want me to lend a hand?"
Han Qingsong saw that he did not seem to be in a hurry to go home, so he said, "I bought some bricks and tiles and wanted to bring them back."
"Oh my god, how can a director like you do such a thing?" Han Qingyun took the initiative to ask for permission and lowered his head to take the list that Han Qingsong had placed on the table.
When he saw that it was actually 20,000 bricks, he was so surprised that he shouted, "Third brother, you can do it!"
In this day and age, being able to buy 20,000 bricks at once is definitely a huge achievement.
Han Qingsong said, "Before the autumn harvest, let's borrow a mule to pull a few trips back."
Han Qingyun: "I'll help you."
Han Qingsong: "How about this, I'll go to the slaughter group to borrow a mole truck, and you go home and ask your sister-in-law for 200 yuan, and borrow two more trucks. We can pull three trucks today, and the rest can be pulled later."
He took a pen and paper and quickly wrote a line of words, then asked Han Qingyun to take it back to show Lin Lan.
Han Qingyun smiled and said, "My sister-in-law can't read."
Han Qingsong glanced at him and said, "You know that."
Han Qingyun chuckled and said, "Even the director has to get approval from my sister-in-law before he can spend money." Then he ran away.
When Han Qingyun arrived in the village, he first went to the brigade to report to the branch secretary, and then ran to find Lin Lan without caring about what else to say.
…
Lin Lan has gotten quite good at it these past few days. After sewing the quilt, she started sewing cotton shirts and trousers.
Da Wang’s clothes were too small and had to be redone, so the younger child picked up his brother’s clothes to wear.
Unfortunately, Sanwang's clothes were as torn as a beggar's clothes and were too shabby to be worn by Xiaowang.
So Lin Lan had to sew cotton-padded clothes for three children, and she started to worry again. While worrying, she was also thinking about whether she should take care of Mai Sui and Erwang?
If the two kids help, it will probably be done quickly.
But they both have to go to school now, and after school they have to do some small chores in the production team to earn work points, so it is difficult to tell them to do so.
Han Qingsong was willing to do so, but after all, he was a grown man and a director at that. He had been busy at work these days, and she couldn't let him do needlework for her.
Even now, a joke has spread in the village that Han Qingsong does not go to work and stays at home to help his clumsy wife sew quilts.
Although she didn't care at all, she still had to think about Han Qingsong and the children.
Han Qingyun called out from outside and Lin Lan let him in.
Seeing Lin Lan sewing a cotton shirt, Han Qingyun smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you keep it for my brother to sew?"
"It's not like I can't sew, so of course I don't need him." Lin Lan smiled, "What do you want?"
Han Qingyun handed the paper to Lin Lan, "This is a love letter from your third brother."
Seeing him smiling, Lin Lan knew immediately that he was joking, "Nonsense, your third brother can never write a love letter."
She took it and looked at it. It said to take money to buy bricks and tiles.
She was surprised and asked, "Did you buy bricks and tiles?"
Han Qingyun: "Well, let's talk about my third brother. There is nothing he can't do."
Lin Lan asked how much it cost.
Han Qingyun: "One brick costs at least 2.5 cents, maybe 3 cents. I can't pull that many at a time, so I have to do it several times. I don't have to pay all at once."
Lin Lan did the math and found that bricks were two or three cents, and tiles were even more expensive, probably six cents to ten cents. With this calculation, the demobilization fee Han Qingsong brought back would almost be spent.
But with so many bricks, I’m afraid I can’t use them all at home.
At this time, you can't buy things with money. If you have the opportunity to buy more, you should buy it back.
It’s fine even if you buy it back and then resell it.
You don't need to pay any money for a brick, just three and a half or four cents and someone will definitely buy it.
She gave Han Qingyun three hundred yuan and wrote another three hundred on a note and asked him to take it back.
Han Qingyun said: "Sister-in-law, your handwriting is not bad."
"That's right, don't look down on your sister-in-law!" Lin Lan pretended to be fierce, "I am a man of both civil and military talents!"
Han Qingyun was secretly amazed. Lin Lan seemed like a different person. He took out the three hundred yuan without blinking.
Three hundred yuan, even for his family it is not easy to come up with that.
Han Qingyun wrapped the money and the note in a handkerchief and put it in his pocket, then went to the brigade to borrow a car and asked a few young people to help.
He wanted to call his elder and second brothers Han, but he was afraid of upsetting the old lady, so he went to look for his own brothers and uncles.
When they heard that it was to help Han Qingsong, many people came over to inquire.
"Qingyun, Qingsong are going to build a brick and tile house? So high-profile!" Some young people were envious and jealous, they were really amazing.
If he had known that he would have joined the army, maybe he would have been able to build a big brick and tile house by now.
Han Qingyun said: "Why should we be so low-key? Who would want to build a house with mud when you can build a house with bricks and tiles? You have to repair it every year and you will be worried when it rains heavily."
"He's the director, right? Shouldn't he be more low-key? If people knew, they would think those in power got a lot of benefits." Someone muttered.
"Stop it, Third Brother just became the director. He hasn't been in office for many years. Why are you saying such nonsense? Those are the assets he earned as a soldier. Who would be jealous and risk his life to be a soldier?"
Those people stopped making sarcastic remarks and just laughed and said that they admired Qingsong.
"Oh, a piece of the back window of my main room has collapsed. It would be great if I could fix it with bricks and tiles."
Some people also wanted to target Han Qingsong, and after he was brought back, they could also borrow some bricks to use.
Some people also wanted to use their connections to ask Han Qingsong to help them get a permit so that they could buy it with their own money.
Han Qingyun listened and understood what he meant immediately. "I told you not to bother Brother Qingsong. He just started working in the commune and hasn't established himself yet. How can he care about others? If you want to buy, you should first find the branch secretary and line up to get a permit."
"Look at what you said, how could we be so ignorant?" They all rushed to help Han Qingsong, hoping to establish a relationship with him.
Han Qingyun did not choose them, but specifically chose a few honest men who didn't talk much. He did not choose any of those who did not do much work but were very talkative.
When he took his men to the brigade to borrow a moped, the others couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks.
"Look at how proud they are of themselves. They think it's no good to just pull a brick."
"He's already currying favor with the director, how can it be the same?"
They also wanted to curry favor with him, but they had no chance. After all, Han Qingsong was a ruthless man who didn't talk much, so there was no chance to get close to him.
After thinking about it, it seems that the only way is to let my wife get close to Lin Lan.
But that woman is more powerful, scarier than Han Qingsong. Although Han Qingsong is cruel, he still talks about reason. That woman is not reasonable at all. When she is unhappy, she will throw tantrums and curse people. You can't afford to offend her.
However, there are still people who are not afraid of being scolded and are willing to find opportunities to get close to Lin Lan, thinking that they can get close to her so that they can do things for her or buy something for her by asking for favors in the future.
Lin Lan was sewing a cotton-padded jacket at home when three women came in together.
One of them had a long face and a smiling face. She was the sister-in-law of Han Qingsong's uncle. Her surname was Zang. She used to keep her distance from Lin Lan.
In addition, the two daughters-in-law are also sisters-in-law within the fifth degree of mourning. They used to make fun of Lin Lan, but now they are jealous of the man's success and want to get some of the benefits, so they come to make friends with him.
To be honest, there were few people who didn’t laugh at the original owner before.
Lin Lan didn't give them any cold shoulder.
"Mother Da Wang, you are sewing a cotton-padded jacket? Why don't you ask us to join you? If we sew together and help each other, we can sew quickly and well."
The other two sisters-in-law also agreed: "Yes, our eldest sister-in-law is very good at needlework."
"Oh, are you going to sew a floral cotton shirt? This piece of cloth is so bright!" said Sister Zang as she touched the three-color plaid cloth that Lin Lan bought.
Lin Lan: ... Stop pretending. It's just a piece of ordinary cloth, not some flowery cloth from the commune. What's there to be surprised about?
It was hard for three women to praise an ordinary piece of jacquard cloth and then praise Lin Lan's needlework.
The youngest new bride, with an apple-shaped face and eyes that look playful when she smiles, is named Li Pingguo.
She touched the quilt beside her and boasted, "Look at my sister-in-law. Her craftsmanship is so beautiful and neat."
Lin Lan: "...That was sewed by his father."
Three women: ...
Li Pingguo immediately felt embarrassed and quickly praised: "Look, this cotton shirt that my sister-in-law sewed is also very good, much better than ours."
She reached out and stretched open the cotton trousers that Lin Lan had sewn for Da Wang, revealing the large crooked stitches inside.
Three women: …………
Sister Zang glared at Li Pingguo, and Li Pingguo was about to cry. She had never expected it to be like this. She kept flattering others in vain.
Lin Lan remained calm, after all, she had seen storms before, so there was no reason for her to be afraid of such a thing.
"Sisters-in-law, are you so free today?"
"I just want to do needlework with you." Sister Zang said with a smile: "In the future, if you have needlework to do by yourself, don't do it by yourself. Tell the sisters-in-law."
Li Pingguo immediately said, "Sister-in-law, give me your cotton shirt and I'll sew it for you. This checkered pattern is really nice and will look good on you. I'll sew it for you."
Lin Lan: "...This is for Mai Sui."
Is the little girl's cotton-padded jacket the same size as her?
Li Pingguo:……!!
"Haha, sister-in-law, I was mistaken. I thought it was yours."
Lin Lan didn't let her feel embarrassed. "I'm afraid she'll grow taller, so I made it bigger on purpose."
Sister Zang said, "Your second sister-in-law is very good at making shoes. Do you want to make cotton shoes? Let her make them for you."
Mrs. Cao had been silent until now, but after hearing this, she smiled at Lin Lan and said, "It's getting colder, so we have to sew cotton shoes for winter. I'll make them myself and make two pairs for you."
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Thank you very much."
The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have their help.
Lin Lan continued, "In the future, when my sisters-in-law want to make shoes, just call me and I'll go and learn."
It would be better to forget about asking someone to do it, as she would owe them a big favor. Especially since she always felt that handicrafts were tiring and expensive, and spending money to buy three pairs was not as good as making one pair by hand, and she was even more unwilling to accept it casually.
The three of them said okay, they will call her next time.
Lin Lan took out the scraps of cloth from home and said with a smile, "If any of my sisters-in-law need to make a jacket, please take these scraps of cloth."
She originally wanted to use her creativity to sew a rice field-style bag or something, but she found it too difficult for herself.
It’s easier to collect the cloth coupons and spend money to buy them.
Li Pingguo smiled and said, "Second sister-in-law wants to make a jacket, let her use it."
Mrs. Cao said, "Okay, when you have your jacket made, I'll make you a few pairs of insoles, and then you can sew the soles."
The soles of Thousand Layer Soles are made with hemp rope. The soles have to be made in several layers and it is very laborious to sew them.
But the shoes were very comfortable.
"Okay, thank you very much, second sister-in-law." Lin Lan smiled.
The three of them exchanged glances, having achieved their goal, and decided not to stay any longer, lest they annoy Lin Lan. They planned to come over more often in the future to build up their relationship.
Before they left, another group of women arrived, also coming to sew cotton jackets to make shoes, and some said they wanted to weave baskets and mats.
When Lin Lan heard about the basket, she thought about going back to her parents' home, and wondered if she should find time to go back.
There is no shortage of baskets at home, but we need to buy two new bamboo mats.
The locals use sorghum wicker mats.
The sorghum stalks are left to flow in the river overnight, then picked up, broken open, and the pulp scraped out. The sorghum stalks are then pressed with a roller to soften them, and then they can be used to weave mats.
This kind of mat is naturally not as good as the bamboo mat in the south, but bamboo mats are easy and cheap to obtain, so local people use this kind of mat.
Generally, during the farmers’ leisure time or in winter, the men would concentrate their time on weaving mats, most of which they would do for the team to earn work points.
Members can buy it from the team, or they can collect sorghum stalks at home and weave mats for their own use.
Lin Lan did not get any seats after the family split up, and the two seats in the house were broken and could no longer be used.
She also wants to buy two new ones.
Her father also knows how to weave mats, but the season hasn't started yet and it's probably winter, so she can't buy any at her parents' home. It would be better to buy them in the village.
She had no interest in making baskets, so she just asked the woman making mats, "Can you make it according to the size of the kang? Look at my kang, one is big and the other is small, the usual size won't work."
The daughter-in-law smiled and said, "Of course, it's all woven with bamboo strips anyway."
Lin Lan ordered two.
Some people couldn't help but feel jealous, "Da Wang Niang, aren't you going to build a house? Why are you ordering mats? Aren't you afraid that the size won't be right?"
Lin Lan said, "Why not? The new house will be bigger, and there won't be paper on the walls. We can just nail the mats to the walls. It will be clean and beautiful."
Several women felt jealous of her bold tone. A mat is not cheap. It takes a year for everyone to buy a new mat. How could anyone use it for only a few months like her? If it doesn't fit, she would just hang it against the wall.
They think Lin Lan is showing off. Now that her husband is the director and she has money, she has to show off, right?
snort!
Lin Lan saw their faces change and was a little puzzled. Could it be that the mats could not be put on the wall? Were they blaming her for not respecting other people's labor?
To Lin Lan, one or two thousand yuan was a huge sum of money, but she had no intention of showing off. She just thought it was just two thousand yuan.
But she was not stupid, so she could naturally tell when people were saying sarcastic things to her, and she would naturally ignore those who were unfriendly to her.
If I don't fight back, I'll just give her a cold face to show that I'm unhappy.
In this way, several women came to the house in the afternoon, and Lin Lan felt puzzled.
If Han Qingsong is the director, then we knew about it before, but we didn't see them coming. Why did they come together today without any prior arrangement?
She really didn't expect it was because she could buy bricks and tiles.
She was sewing Da Wang's cotton shirt and trousers when she heard wailing coming from outside. Which woman was making the noise?
Since she stopped making trouble, she found that there were still many successors.
After listening, I found the voice very familiar. It was Yu Mole, crying and swearing at the same time. I didn't know what he was doing.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped behind her house.
Lin Lan got angry, dropped her clothes and ran out to take a look.
When she got to the road, she saw Yu Mozi cursing at the street behind her house.
Speaking of swearing, in the past, Lin Lan of Shanzui Village was second to none and no one dared to claim to be first. But now someone has quickly squeezed into the first place, and Lin Lan naturally has to see it.
Yu Mole put one hand on his waist and poked at Lin Lan's house with the other hand, as if he could knock the house down from the air. At the same time, he cursed viciously, and when he cursed viciously, he immediately spread his legs and ran forward, and then stopped suddenly after running a few steps, stamping his feet, slapping his thighs, gritting his teeth and cursing viciously.
The painting style is really eye-catching.
Many children gathered around her and followed her to learn.
A few adults who had just returned from work stood not too far away and watched the excitement.
"Han Qingsong sentenced her son Changzheng to five years of hard labor."
"Has the verdict been announced?"
"Mom, five years, so what won't be delayed?"
"That kid is always idle and causing trouble. It's better to lock him up so he doesn't cause trouble at home."
"Yu Mozi said his son was being retaliated against and it was unfair. He is going to file a complaint with the county."
"Why aren't you going yet?"
"Tsk, you think she doesn't want to go? She can't even go to the commune because the party secretary won't let her."
"The branch secretary is too overbearing. He doesn't even allow people to file complaints."
"Don't talk nonsense. I really respect our branch secretary."
"The insults are too harsh, and no one is in charge. Where is the director of public security? Where is the party secretary?"
When someone saw Lin Lan coming, they immediately shut up and greeted her enthusiastically.
This is the director's woman. Even if she was a shrew before, she is now a well-off person.
The one who used to laugh at Lin Lan the most and was the most cheerful is now the most enthusiastic towards her.
Lin Lan was indifferent, "Swearing?"
"That's right. How can she be so shameless? Her son is a bad guy and she still blames others?"
Others rushed to report to Lin Lan, "When the commune's verdict came out at noon, Yu Mozi wanted to go to the commune to make trouble, but the secretary stopped him and told him to go back to work. He must have been holding a grudge, because he came to curse as soon as he got off work."
Lin Lan snorted and walked past Yu Mole.
Yu Mozi lowered his voice when he saw Lin Lan coming over.
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Go ahead and keep scolding me."
Yu Mozi said angrily: "I didn't scold you, whoever is frightened can scold him!"
Lin Lan folded her arms and watched from the side. Yu Moezi felt so numb at her gaze that he couldn't even curse.
Lin Lan: "Why don't you curse? You curse so nicely."
Yu Mole: You are crazy! I am scolding you!
Lin Lan smiled and said, "Go on, speak louder, otherwise I can't hear you clearly." Then she left.
Seeing that Lin Lan had not fought back, Yu Meizi thought that Lin Lan had no handle to find in her, and since he had not specifically cursed her, she would definitely not dare to curse back at him.
Han Qingsong was transferred to the post of director, and his first case was to sentence his own son to five years in prison. Yu Mozi hated him so much. In the morning, she instigated Old Lady Han to take people to the commune to make trouble, but was intercepted by the director of public security and scolded by the old branch secretary, who threatened that if she went to the commune to make trouble, her work points would be deducted and the whole village would hold a meeting to criticize her.
In the end, she did not dare to go against the old branch secretary and went to work obediently. Now that she had finished work, she naturally refused to endure it.
Seeing that Lin Lan didn't dare to confront her when she came over, she became even more excited and started to curse, jumping up and down.
Just as she jumped up and cursed: "I told you to be naughty, lock up my son, your whole family is full of cruel and short-lived ghosts, God will...ah——"
Before she could finish her curse, she felt a piercing pain in her leg.
When she turned around, she saw Lin Lan coming back from somewhere, holding a reed stick as thick as her little finger, and was beating her hard.
"Ah——" Yu Mozi screamed and hid quickly.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Lin Lan imitated a child playing with a spinning top and rounded his arms to hit the mole, causing the mole to jump up and down and howl like a ghost.
"They are taking advantage of their power to bully others. Officials are bullying the common people!" Yu Meizi covered her butt with her hands and got spanked. She jumped up to get her legs spanked, and squatted down to get her back spanked. The pain made her feel like she was on fire.
Lin Lan: "I let you talk nonsense, I let you spread rumors! I'm going to beat you up!"
"Stop it!" Liu Chunfang got the news and rushed forward to stop Lin Lan, "Why do you hit someone?"
Lin Lan stopped and snorted, "If I hear you swearing and violating moral standards here again, I'll spank you. If you don't believe me, try it yourself."
"You, you are going too far. You are unreasonable and simply bullying people!" Liu Chunfang hated Lin Lan to the extreme. This bitch was now in power, which was a disgrace to Han Qingsong and Shanzui Village!
She is so vulgar, aggressive and uneducated that she is not worthy of being the director's wife.
She must find an opportunity to persuade Han Qingsong that a shrew like Lin Lan would ruin his reputation and would sooner or later implicate him.
"If anyone swears in the street again, tie him up and send him to the commune. Don't let this affect the reputation of our village." Lin Lan retorted unceremoniously.
Liu Chunfang: "When it comes to cursing, you're the best. Why don't we tie you up and send you over?"
Lin Lan: "Which eyes of yours looked at me and cursed me?"
"You've been scolded a lot in the past, and you even drank pesticides a while ago..." Liu Chunfang said as she looked at Lin Lan warily, fearing that she would hit her.
Lin Lan sneered, "You're talking about the past too. Why are you talking about the past now? Why don't you talk about what's happening right now?"
Lin Lan swung the reed in her hand, and Liu Chunfang was so scared that she quickly hid.
Lin Lan gave him a threatening look, "Don't let me hear it a second time. If there is any problem, go to the brigade to solve it. Anyone who swears will be tied up and sent to the commune!"
After saying that, she walked away, leaving Liu Chunfang so angry that she trembled all over and burst into tears.
When Lin Lan passed by Old Han's house, she found that, as expected, the old lady was also making a fuss.
It was the same as Yu Mole's. It was because Han Qingsong sentenced Han Qinghua to five years in prison and did not allow him to go home. He wanted to go to the commune to make a noise but was frightened by the old branch secretary and could not go. Now he was throwing a tantrum at home.
When the verdict was announced in the morning, nothing happened in the commune, just a few minor incidents.
The short and thin guy's family had nothing to do with him, they just came to see him off, and they were relieved to see that they were not beaten and given food. They would inevitably beat and scold him a few times, "I kept telling you not to hang out with that scoundrel, but you refused to listen, and now you've been implicated. You should learn to suffer a little so that you know how powerful you are."
Working in a labor camp farm is not like being in prison. It is actually a farm where you work under surveillance. You can also ask for leave and do other things after work. Your family can also apply to visit you and send you gifts. As long as you work and earn work points, you can also eat well.
So these two parents are not worried.
Yu Mole from Liu Chunhe's family and the old lady from the Han family were not like that. They were still thinking of going to the commune to make a fuss after work at noon, but they were blocked by the village militia led by the director of public security as soon as they left the village.
"If you are obstructing public service, arrest you directly."
Yu Moezi and Old Lady Han disliked each other all their lives, but when they got old they formed an alliance, sympathizing with each other and supporting each other, crying and sobbing.
But to put it bluntly, they are just the ones who act arrogantly at home and scold their daughters-in-law and granddaughters. They can barely be considered the top figures in the village. But if the village cadres are serious about it, what are they?
Without saying anything else, Han Yongfang roared: "Who is embarrassing me and wants to go to the commune to embarrass our team? Arrest him and hold a meeting tonight for the whole village to review and criticize him!"
The director of public security listened to him and ordered Yu Moezi and old lady Han to be locked up at a single command.
The men from both families rushed forward to offer gifts and apologies, saying nice things to the old ladies, and took them back.
At this moment, Old Lady Han seemed to have made an appointment with Yu Meizi and started making noise again.
Lin Lan knew that she wanted to wait for Han Qingsong to come back and put pressure on him. As long as Han Qingsong didn't let his brother come back, the old lady would probably use this matter to bully him.
She stepped inside.
In the afternoon, Mrs. Han asked Han Jinyu to accompany her at home to discuss for a long time, thinking about how to force Han Qingsong to change his mind.
But she had never seen the world, and even though Han Jinyu had gone to school for a few years, it was all in vain.
"How about letting my eldest sister and brother-in-law come back?"
Old Mrs. Han covered her chest and kept crying, "What's the use of your brother-in-law?"
Han Jinyu said angrily: "Mother, why don't we go to Old Lin's house and make trouble, and ask them to take the daughter back!"
The old lady waved her hands and said, "No, look at your third brother, he has a wife but has forgotten his mother."
She finally waited until the old man, his sons, and their wives all came back from work, then she sat in the main room and began to perform to her heart's content. She felt a headache and a heartache, wondering why they had to go to the county again.
The purpose is naturally to get everyone in the family to find the third child and force him to bring the fourth child back.
Brother Han was tortured enough, but he couldn't just ignore it, and Sister-in-law Han was very angry.
Ever since Lin Lan had a fight with his youngest son, Lin Lan took the money and the youngest son was arrested, and the third son didn't change much after returning, Old Man Han has become more and more silent.
Now he either goes to work or sits in silence smoking a pipe, often without saying a word for a long time.
At this moment, seeing Lin Lan walk in with a smile that showed she was taking pleasure in someone else's misfortune, the old lady was so angry that she almost exploded.
When will it be a woman's turn to see her own joke!
"You, you bastard daughter-in-law, you are so unfilial, instigating your man to abandon his mother and brother, and you captured my Xiao Si alive..."
Lin Lan interrupted the old lady's performance without any hesitation and decided to hit the drum hard, "Old lady, you are really a joke. Fourth uncle went to work on the farm, he was not shot! As long as he works there, he won't be hungry or cold. It's closer than going to the county, and they didn't say that you can't visit him. Why are you crying? Compared with the third brother who went to the army and was away from home for several years, this is much better. I didn't miss you when the third brother was in the army, but the fourth brother went to work on the farm 20 miles away, why are you so upset?"
Old Mrs. Han was so choked up by her that she couldn't breathe. "You, you, how can this be the same!"
Lin Lan said confidently, "I don't think there's any difference. You think it's different because you favor the fourth child and don't love the third child. What's there to say? If you can't bear to leave, just move your house and live on the farm. No one will stop you."
She glanced at them coldly, "I'm warning you, if anyone dares to cause trouble for the father of the child and hinder his work and earning money, I will fight him to the death!"
Now she and her children are counting on Han Qingsong to earn money to support the family. If they want to disrupt Han Qingsong's work, they will be making an enemy of her.
No mercy!
Finally, her eyes were fixed on the big axe hanging in the main hall, which frightened Han Jinyu and Han Ersao so much that they shuddered. "What do you want to do?"
Han Jinyu took the axe first and hid it in the house.
"I've already bought the axe." Lin Lan said coldly and turned away.
"Send me to labor reform quickly--" Old Mrs. Han was so angry that she insisted that her family send her to find the fourth brother.