Since becoming a village cadre, Zhenhua has always paid attention to his image, and has never been so angry, let alone scolding.

But this time, Zhenhua really wanted to kill Song Jiacai!

Who knows, Song Jiacai suddenly became stronger, stared at his chest and shouted: "Zhao Zhenhua, what are you crazy about? Just go, Lao Tzu didn't do anything illegal, I'm afraid you will bite me!"

"Let's go!" Zhenhua pulled Song Jiacai forward.

The villagers also knew something about the situation and followed one after another.

Song Jiacai's rice field is not far behind the house.

It is a large field with more than two acres of land. The rice has been harvested, but it has not yet been brought home, and the rice is spread out in the field to dry, lined up in rows.

Zhenhua glanced at it and sneered: "Song Jiacai, your rice is interesting." Other people's houses are let go one by one, but you are lined up as a dragon!"

Song Jiacai blinked his eyes and shouted, "Who moved my family's rice handle!"

Zhenhua sneered, stepped forward and kicked away the rice handle, and sure enough, the steel bar was exposed.

"How can there be steel bars?" The villagers were all surprised, and then turned their disdainful gazes to Song Jiacai.

"Yes, how can there be steel bars in my field?" Song Jiacai, the drama spirit, also looked left and right, his face full of puzzlement.

Zhenhua lifted all the straw to expose all the steel bars, and then said: "Why steel bars grow in the ground, I'm afraid only the people from the police station can know." Song Jiacai, you help me look at these steel bars, I'll go to the town to find the police station!"

With a plop, Song Rengui knelt in front of Zhenhua and cried: "Zhenhua, please don't go to the police station, I'm all confused, I'm dizzy! I'm sorry for everyone, I'm sorry for you." Arrest me if you want to!"

Zhenhua let the side let go, his chest rose and fell, and he didn't say a word.

The villagers stepped forward and pleaded for Song Rengui, and said one after another: "Zhenhua, forget it, if you really arrest Lao Song, you will also lose the face of our hometown." ”

Wang Xiang also came over and said, "Forget it, Zhenhua, Lao Song is really too poor, otherwise, who will do this?"

Zhenhua didn't care about anyone, his face was darker than Bao Qingtian, he glared at Song Jiacai, and said, "Jiacai, do you think I'll forget it, or go to the police station?"

Song Jiacai cried with a sad face: "Zhenhua, this is my uncle...... I—I don't know. Otherwise, I'll lose money, and you'll forget it......"

Zhenhua snorted, grabbed Song Jiacai's collar again, and scolded: "Bastard, you smashed the telephone pole, you are poor and dizzy! But you wronged Zhuang Xiaodie, you are black-hearted! Say, did you deliberately spill the cement slag on that tricycle?"

Now, Zhenhua can figure it out with his toes, the cement slag on the tricycle must have been planted by Song Jiacai to Ye Fei!

Although Song Jiacai is not doing his job, he is very clever!

"I, I'm ......" Song Jiacai stammered.

"Brute!" Zhenhua was furious, waved his hand and slapped Song Jiacai's face.

There was a snapping sound, and there were a few more fingerprints on Song Jiacai's face.

Zhenhua didn't call the police for this matter, but if he didn't call the police, he couldn't be angry, so he had to slap him!

Song Jiacai was stunned for a moment, suddenly covered his face and wanted to rush back, howling and crying: "The village chief beat someone, Lao Tzu is no longer alive, Lao Tzu will go home and hang himself!"

Song Rengui panicked, chased after Song Jiacai and shouted: "Family wealth, family wealth!"

"Go and hang yourself, I'll stick you in a big coffin!" Zhenhua pointed at Song Jiacai and scolded.

He knew that Song Jiacai would not die, if he knew that he was ugly, he would have died a hundred times!

The villagers gossiped, pulling Zhenhua and interceding for Song Jiacai.

Zhenhua sighed, asked two villagers to help, first sent these steel bars to the village office, and then went home for dinner.

This matter, in the end, was settled. The Song family is so poor that they don't have pants, where is the money to lose?

Ge Shoudao and the cadres in the village also sympathized with Song Jiacai one-sidedly, turned a blind eye, and suggested that Zhenhua not pursue it again.

In this case, if Zhenhua investigates it again, he will become the first villain in Dongwan Village. Therefore, Zhenhua had no choice but to let go of the Song family's wealth.

But since then, Song Jiacai has been much more honest, especially when he saw Zhenhua, he always walked around with his head down, not daring to say a word of nonsense.

Those telephone poles, there were no accidents.

After the farming was busy, Zhenhua cooperated with the agricultural power department, organized labor, and began to erect power lines to carry out the transformation of agricultural electricity in Dongwan Village.

That afternoon, Zhuang Xiaodie came to Zhenhua again and said with a smile: "My brother, my mother's brother and cousin Ye Fei are here again...... They said, "Invite you to dinner, and apologize to you in person." ”

Zhenhua sneered: "Apologize? I think it's a weasel who gives a New Year's greeting to the chicken, and he doesn't have a good heart! As the saying goes, if you eat a cake, you will be put around your neck." I ate their meal, and they don't know what the hell they are up to!"

Zhuang Xiaodie flattered vigorously: "My brother, no matter what, you have to give face." If you don't go to dinner, Qi Shuai and his grandmother will come to invite you personally. ”

Zhenhua thought for a moment and asked, "Would you like to have dinner at your house?"

Zhuang Xiaodie nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's at my house." ”

"Okay, you go back and cook a few more dishes, prepare a few more bottles of liquor, and tonight, I'll take a few people to dinner!" Zhenhua said.

"How many more people do you want to ......bring? Who?" Zhuang Xiaodie was a little worried.

She was worried that Zhenhua would take someone to clean up her brother and Ye Fei.

"Take someone to drink, it's not a fight, don't worry. Zhenhua said.

"Oh......" Zhuang Xiaodie nodded and went home to cook.

Zhenhua snorted in his heart, Ye Fei, Zhuang Wu, tonight, let you see the heroes of my Dongwan Village!