Siheyuan: The Qing Dynasty is back

The next day, He Daqing's family went to work or school.

Before Liu Haizhong and his team left for work, they encouraged Yan Jiecheng and his team, asking them to boldly investigate the situation and go hunting together next week.

With the encouragement of Liu Haizhong and his group, and the guaranteed income of one dollar per person, Yan Jiecheng and the other three were full of energy. They prepared food and tools and set off for the suburbs.

Yan Bugui was still a little worried, and he advised Yan Jiecheng to be careful early in the morning.

But Yan Jiecheng was enraged by He Daqing's gains yesterday, and he had always been at odds with He Daqing's family. Now he wanted to prove to others that he was no worse than He Daqing.

With the chicken soup Liu Haizhong and the others gave him, Yan Jiecheng felt that he was now extremely strong. He did not take Yan Bugui, the nagging old man, seriously at all.

Ignoring Yan Bugui's instructions, Yan Jiecheng, Niu Dashan and a group of four left the courtyard and headed towards the suburbs.

It can be said that these four people know very little about the current rural areas, or have no idea about them at all.

He Daqing set out before dawn and rode a bicycle all the way. With his physique, he could ride a bicycle as fast as a motorcycle.

So He Daqing was able to enter the mountains before the villagers noticed.

Yan Jiecheng and his companions set out at about seven in the morning, and by the time they reached the outskirts of the city, it was already mid-afternoon.

At this time, the countryside was full of people looking for food to fill their stomachs.

The four of them appeared in everyone's sight, talking and laughing.

Yan Jiecheng and his companions did not care at all about the villagers who discovered them nearby. They looked down on these hungry and ragged rural people from the bottom of their hearts.

I am a city dweller, so I am much better off than these refugee-like rural people. This is the sense of superiority of being a city dweller.

However, before they reached the foot of the mountain, they were blocked by a group of people.

Yan Jiecheng looked at the ragged, unshaven old man in the front and shouted, "What are you doing? Why are you blocking our way?"

The old man in the lead walked forward a few steps with a cane and said, "Comrade, which unit are you from? What business do you have in our village?"

Yan Jiecheng knew from their attire that they were city people, so the old man asked politely.

"Do you have any right to care what we are doing here? Get out of the way and don't delay our business!"

Yan Jiecheng also knew that he couldn't tell anyone about going out to the mountains to hunt. After all, he knew how precious food was.

Looking at the imposing Yan Jiecheng, the villagers actually thought that these people came down for something important, so everyone slowly began to disperse.

The old man who led the group said, "Excuse me, comrade. I am the village chief here. Can you let me see your letter of introduction? This is the rule, and there is nothing we can do about it."

Speaking of letters of introduction, the four of them were dumbfounded. Didn't He Daqing say yesterday that he needed a letter of introduction? Why would he need a letter of introduction when he was just going into the mountains?

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng and the others could not produce a letter of introduction, the village chief looked at them with suspicion.

"Didn't your company give you a letter of introduction? Then what are you doing here? Which village are you going to?"

Facing the old man's repeated questioning, Yan Jiecheng said arrogantly again: "You don't need to ask about our affairs. Get out of the way quickly. We are in a hurry!"

He tried to get away with it in this way.

But it is obvious that they underestimated the tense situation between villages. Not to mention people coming from the city, even if they come from different villages, everyone has to ask about it.

They were afraid that people from some village would come to their village and steal food.

So instead of giving way, the old village chief took a step forward and blocked Yan Jiecheng and his four companions head-on.

Although Niu Dashan in the team is one or two years younger than Yan Jiecheng, he has no father or mother, and was raised by only a grandfather.

After he became an adult, he didn't have a stable job and just hung out with some hooligans all day long.

At this time, he was already a little impatient, watching the old man nagging endlessly. So he stepped forward and pushed the old village chief, scolding him: "Come on, old man, don't waste our time here, get out of the way!"

At that time, not everyone could become the village chief. Don't look at this old man who is trembling with a cane. He has a big family and a high status in the village.

The old village chief was pushed and staggered, almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, he was still strong and the cane in his hand helped him not to fall.

However, just this one stumble really stirred up a hornet's nest.

Then someone in the crowd behind him shouted, "How dare you hit my great-grandfather! Come on, brothers!"

Now, the crowd that had originally planned to disperse rushed towards Yan Jiecheng and the others like crazy.

The people in front were rushing forward, and there were people behind shouting loudly for people around to come over.

My goodness, if there was a drone to take aerial photos at this time, you would be able to see that half of the people in the village, regardless of gender, age or status, rushed over with weapons in hand.

The rural areas of this era were really very united. Especially in the years of famine, fighting between villages for food was common.

So many people didn’t know what was going on. They just rushed over with their guys when they heard the call.

The crowd at the front had already knocked Yan Jiecheng and his four companions to the ground before they could react.

At this time, no one will talk to you about martial ethics, all you need to do is to believe that there is strength in numbers.

In an instant, Yan Jiecheng and the other three were attacked from all directions by fists and kicks, and everyone attacked them indiscriminately.

The few people who were originally arrogant and looked down on the rural people were beaten and curled up on the ground, holding their heads and crying.

At this time, the whole scene fell into chaos. The people in the front were punching and kicking the four people on the ground, while the people behind couldn't even see what the enemy looked like and were so anxious that they kept jumping up and down.

The old village chief was also anxious at this time. Although he didn't know what these people were doing, they were city people after all. If someone really died, it would be difficult to explain.

After all, they still don’t know the details of these people.

So the old village chief pulled the people around him and quickly stopped everyone.

With great difficulty, under the leadership of the old village chief, everyone was successfully stopped from taking action.

When everyone dispersed, the four people lying on the ground in the middle were revealed.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng and his companions were more like refugees than any other refugees.

All four of them were lying on the ground groaning. No one was hitting them anymore, but their bodies were still twisting unconsciously in an attempt to dodge.

And no one knew who had torn off the clothes they were wearing, leaving only their underwear.

His originally white and tender body was now covered in bruises and dirt and blood. He looked even more miserable than a beggar.