Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

"Village chief, I don't think you are that kind of person..." Li Yun said with courage.

"You are having an illusion."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled and said, "I said that I knocked down Li Laojiu's house myself just to beat up Li Baohong. Do you believe me?"

"Fuck."

Li Baohong and others looked at him in horror.

If someone could do such a thing, then what else could he be but a devil?

"Hahaha."

Wang Yinuo suddenly laughed heartlessly.

"Village chief, stop it." Li Gang complained, "How could anyone do that... If you want to beat my father, just find a reason. He has only been in school for a few days."

Snapped!

Li Baohong slapped him on the head and shouted angrily, "You bastard, where the hell are you from?"

"I... I'm on your side, but there's nothing I can do." Li Gang covered his head and said, "For so many years, you've been trying to get me into the village committee, but you've never succeeded. The village chief solved the problem as soon as he came."

"Well."

Li Baohong was slightly stunned, then sighed, "Village Chief, you are capable..."

"Come on this."

Zhao Xiyan laughed and scolded, "Anyway, don't ask me for help with village matters..."

He was only halfway through his words.

Suddenly, several people came in, all of them holding spears and with fierce faces. In front of them, there were two people tied up with hemp ropes.

"Secretary, these two beasts were digging a grave outside the village and we saw them..."

"Dig a grave?"

Li Baohong sneered, "Damn it, tomb robbers have come here? They stripped off their clothes... and hung them under the eaves."

"Secretary, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again."

"Yes, yes, we were wrong. We will never dare to do it again."

……

The two of them cried loudly with tears and snot.

These days, it's normal for people to freeze to death.

Who cares how you froze to death?

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Xiyan looked at the two of them with a smile and asked, "What are your names?"

"Well."

The two people who were crying loudly were slightly startled, but forgot to answer.

Li Gang took a step forward and slapped him twice.

"Fuck it! Our village chief is asking you questions, and you still dare to keep silent? Are you really that bold?"

"village head?"

The two of them were even more confused.

This guy’s face is whiter than a woman’s. Is he the village chief?

"Fuck you."

Li Gang grabbed a spear and rushed towards the two men.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Ouch, murder, murder."

……

The two of them hid and howled, it was very miserable.

"Okay, don't kill him." Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile, "I'll give you one more chance... Tell me your name and age."

"My name is Zhang Qiang, and I'm thirty-nine years old." The taller man said hurriedly.

"My name is Wang Liu, I'm 42 years old."

The other thin guy also spoke up very tactfully.

"Secretary, give these people rewards and let them go. It's not convenient for me to ask them questions if they just stand here." Zhao Xiyan said with his head tilted.

"Give out rewards?"

Everyone was stunned.

"What's going on? They caught the thief, but the village didn't show any reaction?" Zhao Xiyan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Li Baohong hurriedly said, "Two work points for each person..."

"Really?" the leading man asked in surprise.

There is a reward for catching the thief. This is the first time for a young lady to get married.

"Ok?"

Zhao Xiyan was quite confused.

"Li Simao, if you say another fucking word, I won't give you any work points, get out..." Li Baohong said with a red face.

"I'm going to leave."

Li Simao ran away quickly with his men.

"Untie them."

Zhao Xiyan took a sip of wine.

"Village chief, these tomb robbers are vicious...if they run away, or if they have weapons, we won't be able to stop them." Li Yun whispered.

"It's okay, let them go." Zhao Xiyan waved his hand.

"Eh."

Li Gang and Li Yun responded at the same time and untied their ropes.

But as soon as the rope was untied, Zhang Qiang moved his wrists and ran away.

boom!

The sound of a gunshot shocked everyone.

"what……"

Zhang Qiang covered his calf and rolled on the ground frantically.

Wang Liu was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and a strong smell of urine came over.

"You're so brave, and you're still robbing tombs?"

Zhao Xiyan played with his gun and said, "Send this guy to the county and have the Joint Defense Office torture him to extract a confession... to see what he really does."

"Yes."

Li Gang immediately shouted towards the door.

A donkey cart came over with a ringing bell, and a skinny old man was sitting on it.

“By the way, let the village doctor stop his bleeding, otherwise he will die before reaching the county town.” Zhao Xiyan said slowly.

"I saved myself this trouble."

Li Gang nodded hurriedly.

A gunshot wound to the calf is not a serious problem.

"Village Chief, your gun..."

Li Baohong's tone was dry.

"Oh, my family gave it to me for self-defense."

Zhao Xiyan handed over a certificate.

Li Yun and his sister immediately came over.

"Gun license?"

Li Baohong was slightly startled and felt quite frightened.

No wonder this kid is fearless, he must have some connections that can reach him.

"Wang Liu, I'll ask you a question now and you answer it." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile, "The tomb robbers can be two people or one person... Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand."

Wang Liu's face turned pale.

"Who are you going to sell the things you dug out to?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"There is a man in Huairou County who specializes in collecting antiques. I went there once with my boss last time. I looked at those people... and they seemed to be Japanese devils." Wang Liu whispered.

"Devil?"

Zhao Xiyan immediately became interested. "We've been liberated, but there are still devils?"

"No, no, no, it should be the Japs." Wang Liu said hurriedly, "The kind...his father is a Japs thing."

"Oh, I see."

Zhao Xiyan suddenly realized, "Besides collecting antiques, what else do they do?"

"No, I just collect antiques."

Wang Liu shook his head and said, "They seem to have a line that specializes in selling antiques to Fusang... I'm not sure exactly how it works, but my boss might know."

"Who is your boss?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"It's Brother Qiang...no, Zhang Qiang." Wang Liu said hurriedly.

"Go, go and get the donkey cart back, don't let them go to the county."

Zhao Xiyan turned his head and looked at Li Yun.

"Eh."

Li Yun ran out quickly.

"Do they accept everything?" Zhao Xiyan asked curiously.

"They take everything, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain... As long as they like it, they take it." Wang Liu whispered, "They have US dollars. If you take US dollars to Sijiu City, you can exchange one US dollar for two dollars."

"Well, that's not worth much." Zhao Xiyan said with a pout.

"Boss..."

"Ok?"

Li Baohong widened his eyes.

"No, village chief, village chief."

Wang Liu smiled and said, "Village Chief, you can't think like that... They spent hundreds of dollars, which is very generous. If there is something they really like, they will spend a lot of money."

"They once paid 4,000 US dollars for a Ru kiln porcelain."

"Isn't that eight thousand dollars?"

Li Baohong and others almost popped their eyes out of their heads.

Damn, I have the urge to dig a grave.