Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

"Did you tell the police?"

Qin Mancang shrank his neck: "It looks a lot like it, but I can't be sure. They were all wearing masks and thick clothes..."

"So I didn't tell the police..."

Qin Dingsong nodded, while Zhang Dabiao asked curiously, "Master, what's going on? Who is that?"

Qin Dingsong said in a low voice, "It's a rival village in our Qin Family Village. We didn't get along even before Liberation."

"They even clashed several times over water for farming, resulting in casualties on both sides..."

"If they did it, then it's not surprising."

Zhang Dabiao scratched his head: "How about we talk to the police and let them investigate?"

Qin Dingsong shook his head: "Da Biao, don't worry about this, we'll handle it ourselves."

"If we call the police, it means that Qinjiatun is a coward, and they'll rob us again next time."

"Even if Huang Daya is arrested, people from his village will still come to rob him. We have to break the backbone of the Xia Gezhuang (a random name, don't take it personally)."

Zhang Dabiao felt a chill run down his spine. For three hundred catties of grain, which would only amount to a little over one hundred Hong Kong dollars, was it really necessary?

Don't let it lead to someone getting killed, or things will get out of control.

He was about to offer some advice when Qin Dingsong stopped him.

"The grudges of the martial world are settled in the martial world. Da Biao, you just need to prepare the food. Everything else is none of your business."

"The more famine there is, the less we Qinjiatun people can retreat. If we retreat even once, Huang Daya and his gang from Xiagezhuang will become even more arrogant, and other surrounding villages and hamlets will come running like wild dogs, drawn by the smell of blood."

"You grew up in the city, you've never gone hungry, you don't understand."

"If we back down in this year of famine, Qinjiatun will be finished."

Zhang Dabiao shut up. Although he couldn't understand, he consciously didn't get involved, as it wasn't something he could meddle in.

I could only nod.

"The problem now is how to transport the grain in the future." Qin Dingsong tapped the table again.

"Can't we borrow a tractor in the village?" Zhang Dabiao asked in confusion.

"If we borrow a tractor once a month, the commune will notice something's wrong, because we don't have the ration coupons to buy diesel."

"Moreover, Huang Daya has a marriage relationship with the commune cadres."

This approach wouldn't work, Qin Dingsong explained to Zhang Dabiao.

Qin Mancang scratched his head and said, "Anyway, transporting grain by tricycle is no longer safe."

Zhang Dabiao thought for a moment: "How about I ask Guangqi and Tian Baocheng to borrow a small truck from the factory?"

Qin Mancang also shook his head: "Uncle Dabiao, it would be fine if we went to transport things back empty, but it was the two of us going to the countryside to buy things."

"You're transporting grain to the village, which is using a public vehicle for private purposes. Besides, there are people in the factory who are watching your remittance certificates and money. And since you're not a formal employee, it'll be hard to explain later."

"Actually, there were such signs in the factory, but because you were not a formal employee, the factory director, the party secretary, Director Tian, ​​and Guangqi all put pressure on you."

"But if you really want to borrow a cart to transport grain..."

Qin Mancang didn't say what came next, but everyone understood that this road couldn't be touched. Once it was touched, Zhang Dabiao's side would be in a very passive position, and the pressure would be even greater.

Zhang Dabiao scratched his head frantically. For a moment, he even considered using the small wooden house, but that would expose his abilities, which would be even more dangerous.

Qin Dashan spoke up: "If all else fails, we'll carry them by hand."

"Three or four people, each carrying 100 jin of grain back, took a bus, and when they got to the county, they found someone to pick them up, drove the oxcart from the village over, and called a few militiamen."

"That way, even if we encounter robbery on the way back, we'll be safer because there are more of us and we have guns."

Qin Dahe nodded in agreement. There were few robbers in the city, but it was uncertain what would happen once they got off the bus.

Although Qin Dashan's method is a bit troublesome, it is safe.

In this kind of year, even transporting a few hundred kilograms of grain really requires armed escort.

Qin Dingsong made the decision: "Then it's settled. Starting this month, we'll come once a week to deliver grain."

"Da Biao, the grain... 2000 jin per month, can you manage that?"

Zhang Dabiao nodded, puffing on his cigarette: "It's a bit troublesome, but we can still manage."

"But it's also a problem that so many of you are carrying grain from my small courtyard every month, with bags and packages coming in and out."

Previously, he and Qin Mancang used to transport goods by tricycle. Everyone knew they were purchasing agents. Zhang Dabiao also had a vegetable garden and a small fish pond in his small courtyard, so it was understandable.

But ever since his two cousins ​​came to deliver grain once a week, it has started to attract some attention.

If another mouthful of saliva comes from Qinjiatun, my little courtyard will turn into a vegetable market.

The main problem is that the number and weight of the bags of grain going in and out don't match the output of my own small courtyard.

Moreover, although he was rich, he did not transport much grain to the small courtyard. Anyone who paid attention would have noticed that the amount was not right, especially since Yan Bugui lived in the front courtyard.

The small courtyard has no door to the outside. The street doesn't allow any alterations. The north and east walls are lined with shops, and the south wall corresponds to Mu Wanqing's large tenement. Even if you wanted to break down a door, there's nowhere to do it.

This is also one of the reasons why Zhang Dabiao didn't build a toilet; he couldn't install a sewer pipe, and it was too far from the street.

"Give me some time, I'll think of another way to find a place on the outskirts of the city to transfer the grain."

Zhang Dabiao could have transported the grain directly through the wooden hut, but—

He didn't want to do that.

If the grain is obtained too easily, some people will not cherish it and will wonder how they managed to transport the grain to Qinjiatun so quickly.

This would expose too much risk to yourself.

There's a place to transfer, which might seem like an unnecessary hassle, but it's safe.

Qin Dingsong didn't ask any more questions and nodded silently.

"Then I'll wait for your news, but as soon as possible, the village's food reserves are running low."

After everyone had discussed and agreed on the matter, Qin Jingru had also prepared the meal, and the group set up their table in the stable to eat.

It was lunchtime, and everyone in the factory had left work, so Jia Zhangshi started making a scene in front of Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu.

Several people called out to Zhang Dabiao at the entrance of the courtyard, but before he could move, Qin Dashan, Qin Dahe, and Qin Mancang put down their bowls and chopsticks, went out, and without saying a word, gave Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhangshi, and even Yi Zhonghai a beating.

If you have any ideas, go call the police!

Anyway, we've made our stance clear: if we hear any more talk of Jia's wife mistreating Qin Huairu, we'll beat her every time we see her!

Qin Huairu was disliked in the village because she had made a mistake.

But that doesn't mean your Jia family can mistreat her! These are two different things!

Without saying a word, Yi Zhonghai obediently went home. This was a matter between the Jia family and the Qin family. The two families were related by marriage, so even if the police came, they would mainly try to mediate. What could Yi Zhonghai say?

Qin Dashan is Jia Dongxu's father-in-law, so why can't we hit him?

Moreover, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Zhang Dabiao; he didn't even lay a hand on her. It was Jia Zhangshi who robbed first and then bullied someone else's daughter. Qin Huairu's own father and younger brother were right there; it would be strange if they didn't beat her up.

Even if Yi Zhonghai wanted to cause trouble for Zhang Dabiao, he had no reason to do so.

I got beaten up for nothing, it's such a damn injustice!