Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

Fortunately, there was a rope in the trunk of the car. It must have been used by Lai Wang when he went on long-distance runs. It happened to be placed in the car he usually drove.

Secretary Xiao Wang took out the rope, Song Zhengyang took it personally, and together they tied up Lin Baoqiang fiercely.

Zhou Jinxin looked at the deep marks on Lin Baoqiang's arm and was speechless.

This, to some extent, has some personal hatred, right?

Lin Baoqiang gave up resistance and struggle in despair. He was defeated at the hands of a woman, which was really unbearable for him.

Now, all I can do is bow my head and admit my guilt.

"What now?"

Secretary Xiao Wang looked around at the barren mountains and ridges. There was not even a single family there, and he felt panicked for a moment.

Zhou Jinxin also looked around. In this era, there is no navigation or positioning. It is easier to get lost when driving by yourself. With such a disruptor, it is estimated that it is not necessarily the direction to the city now.

Song Zhengyang opened the trunk and took out a map, but the map was not a navigation, and he couldn't determine their location after looking at it for a long time.

"How about we keep walking along this road and meet people." Song Zhengyang pointed to the winding path in front of him and said.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Because the car was broken down and the tires had not been replaced, Song Zhengyang could only walk there to find someone.

Song Qianhe and Secretary Xiao Wang stayed behind and sat in the back seat of the car. The driver Xiao Lin, who was tied up tightly, was sandwiched between them.

I was afraid that he would do something wrong again, so I didn't dare to relax and stare at him for even a minute.

Zhou Jinxin volunteered to accompany Director Xiao Song to find someone for help.

The two of them walked along the path for about half an hour before they saw a few low small houses on the roadside, which seemed to be used for people to rest while working in the fields.

Song Zhengyang stepped forward and stood not far from the small room. The sun was shining brightly, making people unable to open their eyes.

"anyone there?

Is there anyone? "

He stood in front of several small houses and shouted loudly.

"Who is it? What are you shouting for?"

An old man in a coat came out of the low room, still a little sleepy.

He came to work in the fields early in the morning. Now that it was hot, he wanted to take a rest inside the house, when he heard someone outside shouting, "What are you doing at this late afternoon?"

"Uncle, we are passing by and want to ask you, which way to go to Yangshi?"

Song Zhengyang asked politely.

"Who knows? I've never been there. Ask the village chief."

The uncle looked like you were embarrassing me, looked unhappy, and turned around to go into the house.

"Hey, uncle, please don't leave. How about you tell me the nearest town or county from here?"

Song Zhengyang was shocked by the uncle's answer.

What's the matter with this?

"You're going the wrong way. You'll go up the mountain further on. Don't go up the mountain. Don't blame me for not telling you. There are tigers on our mountain.

In this way, if you turn back and keep walking, you will reach the county in about half a day. "

The uncle didn't seem to want to pay attention to them, and he was afraid that they would go up the mountain by mistake, so he could only point down the road casually, turned around and left.

"This..." Song Zhengyang was speechless and felt his heart beat a little faster.

Although the uncle showed him the way, he still wanted to go up and have a chat with him. What's going on?

"Uncle, how can I get to your village? We would like to borrow the village phone for something urgent."

Zhou Jinxin saw that Director Xiao Song's chest kept rising and falling because of the uncle's anger, and could not calm down. He had a tangled look on his face, as if he was considering whether to start a fight with the uncle, so he quickly spoke up.

But there was no way out, and he was being beaten by the villagers.

"Ah, our village, turn left ahead, can you walk quickly? If our village's tractor can get there in 5 minutes."

The old man glanced at the two of them. He looked so thin and couldn't walk very fast.

"Ah, thank you, sir."

Zhou Jinxin quickly thanked him.

"Thank you, this girl is quite reasonable." After the uncle finished speaking, he glanced at Song Zhengyang.

The eyes are weird.

"I, am I rude?"

Song Zhengyang pointed his finger at himself, feeling that he had been greatly wronged. Who was he calling uncle?

Isn't this polite?

Having no time to argue with him, Song Zhengyang turned around and left angrily.

The two came to the nearest village, showed their letters of introduction, borrowed the village department's phone number to call the police station, and borrowed the village's tractor to pick up Song Qianhe, Secretary Xiao Wang, and Lin Baoqiang. Only then did they feel at ease. .

"Comrades, what did that person do, and you kidnapped him? In our new society, we don't want to resort to lynching."

The old village chief felt his heart pounding as he looked at Lin Baoqiang, who was tied up tightly in the car.

The letters of introduction from these people are from the railway department, can they be fake?

Do you want to stop watching?

Or should we ask all the young people from the village to come, keep the person first, call the police station and let them verify it?

The old village chief had a lot of thoughts, and after much thought, he finally decided to stand still.

Even so, he called a few strong young men in the village and asked them to stay nearby to avoid any accidents.

About half an hour later, two policemen came on bicycles.

The transportation at this time is not very convenient, and they are all in villages, and the roads are not easy to walk. Sometimes you have to wait for several hours to see the police after calling the police.

At this moment, two policemen came over and checked Song Qianhe's ID and letter of introduction. After hearing Song Qianhe tell what happened, they suddenly felt that they had been careless.

How could two people come?

Why ride a bicycle?

What should we do now?

The two policemen thought this was a big deal.

"Are you sure what he said is true? There's nothing wrong with this, right?"

The policeman looked at Lin Baoqiang who was tied up in the back of the car, pointed at his head, and asked him if he was mentally ill.

"No, what he said should be true. He is very conscious."

Everyone shook their heads, Song Qianhe said affirmatively.

“Then this is a big problem.

Encourage all the onlookers to leave, and no one is allowed to approach the car or talk to him. "

The policeman frowned, became nervous for a moment, and said to the village chief.

He has never encountered such a big case in such a long time as a policeman. If this is true, he will be so awesome that he will not be able to get promoted if he makes meritorious service.

"Ah, good.

If you have nothing to do, go back. If you're here to see any excitement, just leave. Just leave.

If you don't go back, I will deduct your work points. If there is not enough food at the end of the year, I will see what you eat. "

The village chief personally drove people away and took their lives with just one mouthful.

There is nothing more exciting than food these days.

The crowd immediately dispersed.

"Comrade police, they have all gone back."

The village chief stepped forward and spoke politely to the police.

"I would also like to ask you to stay with us for a while."

The policeman did not dare to let the village chief leave. At this time, people in the village usually obeyed the village chief. If he left, he was afraid that he would not be able to control the people in the village. It would be bad if something happened accidentally or something happened.