Chapter 417: The only good person in the Ten Mile Brigade - Lin Nianhe

"Build! Go to the warehouse! Call brother-in-law!"

Wu Genmao rode on Zhai Huayuan's belly, holding the hemp rope in his right hand, as if he were strangling an animal.

"Ahem, you, what are you doing...... I'm ...... I'm going to do it" Zhai Huayuan's face turned red, and he couldn't say anything.

Wu Genmao raised his left hand and threw two punches at his stomach: "Pretend! You're still pretending! I'm so smart that I can still let you lie?"

Fortunately, Wu Genmao's left hand injury was good, and he couldn't use too much strength, otherwise these two punches would be enough for Zhai Huayuan.

Unfortunately, Cao Shijian shouted at the top of his voice while driving the car, he listened to Wu Genmao's words very much, and called his brother-in-law very hard-"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! The child snatchers are here again!"

The brother-in-law was far away and came slowly, but the villagers who heard the movement rushed out first.

Before Zhai Huayuan could recover his senses, he caught a glimpse of a group of villagers with various weapons and angry expressions rushing towards him...... How can he have the experience of being beaten? I was stunned and forgot to even protect my face.

Zhai Huayuan didn't know how many feet he had suffered, but fortunately, he was dressed thickly in winter, and the villagers were afraid that they would kill people, and they couldn't ask for words, so he didn't hit the key points, so he was fine.

After being rescued by Su Yuncheng with a gun on his head, Zhai Huayuan took out a stack of his documents and letters of introduction with a handful of snot and tears, and complained in tears:

"Comrade Public Security! I am the director of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative, and I came to Comrade Lin Nianhe for a legitimate reason! How could I have something to do with snatching children!"

Without waiting for Su Yuncheng to speak, Wu Genmao snorted, "Then how do you know Zhang Changjiang? You're all in this together!"

Zhai Huayuan was so wronged that he was about to cry: "My brother-in-law's brother-in-law is indeed called Zhang Changjiang!"

Su Yuncheng asked directly: "How old is Zhang Changjiang this year? In which unit?"

Zhai Huayuan: "Eight years old! He's in the second grade at Soy Sauce Factory Elementary School!"

Crowd: "......"

In the seventies, the renaming rate was ridiculously high.

However, for the sake of the safety of the villagers, Su Yuncheng still called Sun Bo and determined that there was indeed a student named Zhang Changjiang in the second grade of the provincial soy sauce factory primary school, and this little Zhang Changjiang was indeed the brother-in-law of Zhai Huayuan's brother-in-law.

The misunderstanding was resolved, and Li Dahe sincerely apologized to Zhai Huayuan on behalf of the villagers.

Zhai Huayuan also learned what good things Zhang Changjiang had done in the process of taking the medicine, and accepted the apology with bitterness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay...... It's just a little trauma, you ...... It's also prudent."

"Alas......" Li Dahe wiped his face, "There is a primary school in the village, there are many children, and the villagers are all frightened by what happened before."

Zhai Huayuan nodded: "It's understandable."

Compare the heart to the heart, and he has to be like this.

was beaten inexplicably, Zhai Huayuan didn't forget his business, and once again explained his intention to Li Dahe, and asked to see Lin Nianhe.

"I've already called it, you drink saliva, wait a while." Li Dahe was a little worried about him, "Why don't you go to the health center and have a look?"

Li Dahe thought, the leaders from this provincial capital must be expensive, don't really let them fight badly.

Zhai Huayuan waved his hand indifferently: "It's nothing, I used to be a militiaman, so it's a matter of beating twice."

As he spoke, he took a sip of hot water from the teapot, and when it hit the sore spot, he couldn't help but gasp.

In the village school, Lin Nianhe was already dumbfounded.

"Hit? Really hit? What is it like? Can people still do it?"

Su Yuncheng: "It's not heavy, it's okay, it's just a few bumps."

Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was lying to comfort himself, Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian, who were squatting in the corner of the wall next to him, "You two come with me and go and apologize to Director Zhai."

"Oh."

"Okay."

Wu Cao's duo followed Lin Nianhe to the team headquarters with their heads bowed.

Lin Nianhe deliberately adjusted before entering the door

expression, but as soon as she pushed open the door and saw Zhai Huayuan's colorful face, her expression management suddenly failed.

Su Yun admits that this is called a bump a few times?

She believed that he even hit eight walls!

Lin Nianhe turned his head and looked at Su Yuncheng with complicated eyes.

Su Yuncheng gave her an inquiring look, not understanding what she meant at all.

Lin Nianhe: "......"

Maybe in Major Su's world, except for the lack of life, the rest of the injuries are not serious.

She rubbed her heart, reluctantly pulled up a smile, and said to Zhai Huayuan, "Hello Director Zhai, I'm Lin Nianhe, I'm sorry for today's misunderstanding, I'll let someone take you to the health center, right?"

As she spoke, she pushed Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian forward and motioned for them to apologize.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had a good attitude of admitting their mistakes, and the angle of their bows was close to 180 degrees.

Lin Nianhe hurriedly dragged them aside before they bowed for the third time.

Zhai Huayuan didn't care about these details, he touched the bruises on the corners of his mouth, put down the teapot and waved at Wu Cao and the duo: "It's okay, it doesn't matter, it's all a misunderstanding...... Comrade Lin, I came to you with something important to ask."

Lin Nianhe was like a mirror in her heart, she didn't avoid people, and asked directly, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" Director Zhai, just ask, I will know everything."

Lin Nianhe wore a white twist needle sweater today, wearing a scarf and gloves of the same color and flower, her palm-sized face was white and tender, perhaps just blown by the wind, her eyes were wet, like a deer in the mountains and forests.

She just stood obediently, like a white rabbit, looking unattackable.

Zhai Huayuan looked at Lin Nianhe, who was well-behaved, soft and polite, and suddenly burst into tears.

From entering the ten-mile brigade to the present, he has finally, finally, finally met a good person!

Li Dahe, who was on the side, couldn't help but pout when he saw his expression.

Tsk, another fool who was deceived by the appearance of the little rabbit.

Of course, Zhai Huayuan didn't know how big a pit he had dug for himself, he looked at Lin Nianhe kindly, and his voice was much softer: "Comrade Xiaolin, I want to ask you, did you send your sister a lot of new flowers that the supply and marketing cooperatives don't have?"

Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I gave my sister head flowers, but I bought those head flowers from the supply and marketing cooperative."

"How is that possible?" Zhai Huayuan subconsciously retorted, "I am the director of the provincial supply and marketing cooperative, where did you buy the things that our supply and marketing cooperatives don't have?"

"I bought it from the supply and marketing cooperatives in the town, and it was produced by our Lanxian Textile Factory, but not anywhere else?"

Lin Nianhe replied quickly, with a sincere tone and a good expression.

She felt that she had worked so hard to perform, and Director Zhai should not blame her for not telling the truth.

"Lanxian Textile Mill...... Didn't they make covers? The quality is not good, and no one buys it." Zhai Huayuan touched his chin and whispered.

Lin Nianhe: "......"

That's what you're saying here.

You go to the commune and try to say something.

Uncle Wang can collapse you because of the asymmetry of the bruises on your face.