"Boom!"

In the courtyard of the Guan family, Guan Hongda was busy early in the morning.

When Guan Xiaojun got up and came out, he was holding a small hammer and was hammering nails into a wooden box that had been formed, and the sawdust and shavings were scattered all over the ground under his feet, looming the planers, saws, and coverings.

The village party secretary of Guandimiao Village, the most prestigious figure in Shili and Eight Townships, was making a wooden box for his little grandson to hold popsicles at this time.

Yesterday, after Guan Xiaojun's tongue, his mouth was about to wear out, Guan Hongda promised to let him try, anyway, children, three minutes of heat, it is estimated that it won't take long, if you can really persevere, it will be better, he Guan Hongda's grandson can make money at the age of six or seven, isn't that another bragging capital?

He is extremely doting on Guan Xiaojun, the only little grandson, and now seeing that this child is so sensible, and he is still responding to what the teachers said, engaging in the practical activities of "doing it yourself", he feels that his grandson can be tossed at such a young age, and he will definitely have a chance when he grows up.

In the Chinese family, their own ability is secondary, their sons and grandsons have the ability to make them feel more light on their faces, not to mention ordinary people, even if they are a big member, the emperor will be the prime minister, and they will also give birth to a comparative heart in terms of children.

This is human nature, and for thousands of years, it has always been like this, and Guan Hongda is not exempt from vulgarity.

"Grandpa, are you done?"

Guan Xiaojun came to the courtyard, looked at the wooden box that had been formed, and said in surprise: "So fast?"

Guan Yunshan walked over with a broom, glared and said, "What's fast, what's fast?" In order to make this popsicle box for you, we got up before dawn, and it took us a long time to get it done. You bear boy, what kind of popsicles do you sell well? How much money can you earn? You might as well rest at home! Dad, you too, he is fooling around, and you are also making trouble with him? This kid is hot for three days, and it is estimated that he will not sell it in a few days!"

Guan Hongda said with a smile: "Children, just make trouble! Anyway, it doesn't take much effort to do some small carpentry work." ”

After nailing the wooden box, he took out two cans of paint from the room and said with a smile: "When I made furniture last time, there was still some paint left, you can adjust it, and when the paint is finished, this will be considered a complete job!"

Guan Yunshan took the paint, and after it was prepared in a broken bowl, he took a brush to paint the finished wooden box, and after the paint was finished, he put the box in the yard like this, and said to Guan Xiaojun, who was squatting on the ground and watching the work: "Dry it for a day today, and you can use it tomorrow!"

After the family finished washing, when they were about to go to the ground, there was a cry at the door, and several women ran to the courtyard of the Guan family crying, led by a sturdy woman who walked to Guan Hongda with a handful of tears, "Uncle Hongda, you let us go, he was damaged by Guan Cripple, you arrest him in, in case he has three long and two short, I ...... I'm not alive anymore!"

This woman's name is Chen Xiulian, and she is Guan Hongxiang's wife, Guan Hongxiang is as timid as a mouse, but his wife is tricky and spicy, like a tigress.

This time, the police station arrested so many people at once and arrested her man, how could she be willing?

Yesterday, I was startled by the police and didn't dare to jump out to make a noise, but now that the night has passed, she called the mother-in-law of the other arrested men together, discussed with each other, and prepared to come to Guan Hongda's house early in the morning to make trouble, and when people were released, they were willing to give up.

Guan Hongda glanced at Chen Xiulian, "Xiulian, let me ask you, has Hongxiang kept all the money he earned during this time?"

Chen Xiulian was stunned, "Yes...... I've kept it, so what's the matter? We're in charge of the house, and I'm keeping it, what's the law?"

Guan Hongda said: "Then how much did he earn before, and how much did he earn during this time, don't you think it's a little wrong?"

Chen Xiulian froze slightly, opened her mouth and stammered for a long time, before she stomped her feet and played a scoundrel, "How much money does he make, how do I know that it is wrong? His money is not earned by me, I just keep it!"

Guan Hongda looked at her deeply, "You are also working in the kiln factory, you don't know how much he earns a day? Xiulian, if we want to make money, then we must earn it openly and honestly, and set a good example for the children! Don't wait until the children grow up in the future, and be poked in the backbone with you!"

Chen Xiulian's face turned pale, and she vigorously denied it: "We don't have any money to break our conscience! I am a well-known coward, and I don't dare to kill chickens, how can I do such a thing? It must be Guan Lame who forced him to do it! This must be the case!"

Guan Hongda said: "Then since this is the case, why are you still coming to me? After the police station understands it, it will definitely release Hongxiang, what are you worried about?"

"I ......"

Chen Xiulian suddenly didn't know what to say.

Yes, if it is really like what Chen Xiulian said, since Guan Hongxiang was persecuted, then he can also be regarded as a victim, after the police station interrogates and understands, at most he will be punished lightly or severely, and he should be released, Chen Xiulian should not really be so worried.

"Also, Xiulian. ”

Guan Hongda said softly: "I'm not a police station, you look for me and let me release people, how can I release them? Where can I release you? I'm not the director of the police station!"

When he said this, his voice gradually became stern, "You took my wages and stole my things, and now you feel wronged when you are caught? Now you are even making trouble at my house and asking me to release people? What do you think of me?"

When Guan Hongda said this, he scolded loudly, "Is my Guan Hongda so easy to bully?"

He pointed at Chen Xiulian and a few people: "Get out!"

Chen Xiulian's frightened body trembled, suddenly softened, and cried: "Now is the time to harvest wheat, my family has so much land, and there is a lack of labor in the family, who will help cut the wheat?"

Guan Hongda said: "What do your mother's family do to eat? They won't help? Don't worry, if you really can't harvest the wheat, I'll find someone to help you collect it!"

He glanced at Chen Xiulian and the others, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you get out of here?"

Chen Xiulian and several women looked at each other, squeezed their eyes and left with tears in their eyes.

After a few women left, Guan Hongda sighed and said to Guan Yunshan: "Yunshan, let's quickly collect our wheat and go back to help them." ”

Guan Yunshan was a little unhappy, "Why help them, our money hasn't come yet!"

Guan Hongda said: "Forget it, it's not easy for everyone, if you are really rich, how many of them will do such a thing? It's not that you are poor! I pondered, after they entered the bureau, it would be difficult to come up with it, especially Yungang, don't even think about it for ten or eight years! In the future, the old people and children of his family, we have to help out!"

Guan Xiaojun admired his grandfather Guan Hongda's insight, and in this sensitive period, there is no light sentence for being a traitor, and in order to make up the number of murders, the local punishment is basically extremely heavy, and almost every once in a while, someone is tied to the car and paraded through the streets, and then dragged into the execution ground and shot.

Accomplices like Guan Hongxiang and them are a little better, and they should be released after being locked up for a while, as for people like Guan Yungang, the chance of being shot is extremely high.

The state's instructions to severely crack down on illegal and criminal activities are a wave in the development process of an era, and you simply cannot judge the quality of this kind of social behavior by simply right or wrong; with the degree of social chaos at that time, you should indeed use heavy codes, and after the wave of crackdowns, the entire social atmosphere will be cleared up, and the crime rate will be significantly reduced.

But after all, the one-size-fits-all approach was too crude and overkills were inevitable, so after the 90s, the government also realized this and stopped cracking down.

However, Guan Hongda, an illiterate old man, can see this, which shows how keen his sense of smell is.