Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

"Think about it carefully. Think about it clearly before you tell me what the situation is."

After Yang Ziling drank a cup of tea that can "relieve dryness and reduce internal heat", the old leader's words became lukewarm.

That’s right, Yang Qingdai and Qu Dongdong have always reminded him that he is not young anymore and should try not to get angry.

Anger hurts the liver.

If he gets angry and something bad happens, he will be the one who suffers.

These kids are so sweet.

"Old leader, really, this is just a misunderstanding." The leader wiped his sweat frequently.

"Misunderstanding?" Wang Changfeng came out from behind and helped Yang Qingdai continue to weld the doors and windows more tightly.

"Then the mess in my south room was also a misunderstanding?"

Wang Changfeng, who had stuffed tissue into his nostrils to stop the nosebleed, had blood stains on his clothes and looked extremely embarrassed.

"Did you hit someone?"

The old leader's eyes fell on Wang Changfeng's clothes, "Where are you injured? I'll send you to the hospital for a checkup immediately. Don't let you have any sequelae at such a young age."

The old leader looked extremely nervous.

Yang Qingdai and Yang Ziling automatically stepped aside.

Ahem, when something happens at home, it’s time for the “adults” to step in and resolve it.

What's more, he is an adult who is eager to show off. A good child should know how to create opportunities for his elders.

"It's okay, they just hit my nose with the door panel." Wang Changfeng felt a little uncomfortable with his old leader's concern.

The old leader turned around and said, "Is this what you call a misunderstanding? They showed up before dawn, knocked people over and made them bleed, and smashed their houses. Without any evidence, they accused me of 'speculation' and 'espionage'.

"Okay, okay, very good! I, Chen Qingxuan, am not dead yet! You little bastards are bullying my children."

The old leader became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and the small table was almost shaking from the way he slammed it.

The brother and sister at the side looked at the wobbly little table with worried eyes in unison, but they were not worried at all about the old leader who was full of energy.

"Old, old leader, please don't be angry." The leader was full of curse words. Faced with the efforts of the old leader, he could only act as a grandson.

"It was my subordinates' negligence. I will go back and teach them a lesson now." The leader nodded and bowed. His humble attitude was different from his arrogance when he knocked on the door. They seemed like two different people.

Yang Qingdai dared to bet that at this moment, he must have cursed the ancestors of the person who reported him for eighteen generations, and the curse was as dirty as possible.

"Don't keep talking about what to do after you return. Let's first solve the losses in my south house, and then you can discuss how to deal with it after you return."

After smashing her things, you want to just let it go with just a few words like "it's a misunderstanding" and "I'll teach you a lesson"? What are you thinking?

"Then, Comrade Yang, how do you want to solve it?" The leader wished he could disappear right there.

Still forcing a smile, he said, "How about compensation according to the price? We will send the compensation to you right after we return."

Yang Qingdai rolled her eyes. "Do you think I'm stupid? Or do you think I'm just lying? If I let you go now and you don't admit it later, how can I compensate Director Yan of the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

The leader was confused. "How is this related to the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

Yang Qingdai and Wang Changfeng, "Hey, we are from the Cultural Relics Bureau. The things you smashed in his room were taken by their director and we helped to repair them, and they were going to be sent to the Cultural Relics Store to sell.

Do you think this has anything to do with the Cultural Relics Bureau?"

At this moment, the people who came here wanted to slap themselves in the face, and they even wanted the person who reported Yang Qingdai to appear in front of them.

How the hell is this speculation?

Behind them are not only heroic old leaders, but also cultural relics stores and cultural relics bureaus that generate foreign exchange for the country.

The group of people were all so sad, why did they have to be on duty during the holidays? Why couldn't the people who reported it wait until after the holidays?

"By the way, from the moment you came in until now and showed your work ID, we still don't know which department you are from?"

Yang Qingdai "just happened" to think of this, "Do you know which department they are from?"

He approached the old leader and asked, his tone clearly showing that they were close friends regardless of age difference.

"You four, follow them back to the unit and invite their director to our courtyard to celebrate the festival."

The old leader named four people and followed them to "invite" people.

A dozen people left with their heads down, accompanied by the old leader's four guards.

At the door, I happened to meet Zhang Guochang and Tang Danni who were riding their bicycles back breathlessly.

"Deputy Director Zhang?"

After meeting Zhang Guozhang and seeing Tang Danni behind him, the leader felt a black screen before his eyes.

No matter how slow-witted you are, you know that today's incident cannot be easily uncovered even if the leader does not show up.

There was only one thought in his mind, that is, before he killed them, he should first kill the person who reported Yang Qingdai and her friends for their speculation in Siheyuan.

Yang Qingdai glanced at Zhang Guochang with disdain, "Are you so weak? Let Sister Danni take good care of you. Sister Danni, give Brother Wang two injections to help him stop the bleeding."

My forehead and nose are both very swollen. It might affect my image when I go back to work after the holiday.

"It's a small matter." Tang Danni asked casually: "Where's the aunt? Are you not scared?"

"No, when they first broke in, Xiao Yang asked Su Heitan and his future sister-in-law to accompany her." As he said this, he glanced at the old leader who was listening to him with his ears perked up.

Not to mention, the expression of wanting to ask but not daring to ask on this once majestic and powerful old man is quite cute.

Under the "escort" of Su Mo and Xie Qiqi, Aunt Wang came to the front yard to check on the child's condition.

After confirming again and again that except for Wang Changfeng, no one else was injured, he went to the kitchen with Xie Qiqi to boil water and cook breakfast for them.

"Crazy girl, are you too arrogant outside and don't even know that you have offended people?" Su Mo felt that this was very possible.

"That shouldn't be the case." Qu Dongdong replaced a cup of tea for his old leader, "Sister Qingdai has never provoked anyone."

"Think about it carefully." Su Mo did not give up. "Is there anyone in school who dislikes her? Is she arrogant in the Cultural Relics Bureau? Or did she bump into someone on the street and was aggressive?"

As Su Mo's words became more and more outrageous, Yang Qingdai kicked his wheelchair and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

The old leader said nothing, staring in a trance at Yang Ziling who was training a new batch of guards in the yard.

"Ah!" Qu Dongdong suddenly screamed, scaring the old leader so much that the tea in the cup in his hand almost spilled out.

"I remember now, if there is anyone in school who doesn't like us, it must be Bai Xiuqin."

Yang Qingdai shook her head. "It's unlikely. She doesn't know we live here, let alone what we do, right?"

"What about her fiancé Chen Fan?"