Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

"Hey hey Leng family girl——"

"Just now you kicked someone's gate and broke it, and now you're accusing someone of stealing your car. This is our Ma family!"

The secretary's wife was also in a dilemma. If she intervened, it would be unconscionable; if she didn't, it would be embarrassing for the Ma family and no one would be ashamed.

"Hey, Xiaoqiu!" The secretary's wife rushed over and pulled the sleeve of Leng Yanqiu's school uniform, looking embarrassed and trying to smooth things over. "It's not nice of us to break the gate of someone's courtyard. I won't ask Ma Shitou's family to make a fuss. But you can't just accuse me of stealing a car. Life is going well now. Shitou told me a few days ago that he would buy an electric tricycle when he had time. Look, he really bought one. It's exactly the model you said, the same as the one I have at home."

"That's right!" The stupid thief Ma Shitou raised his face and roared, his posture was awkward but imposing.

"This is the car my family bought! If you say it's yours, then it's yours. I said you came to my house and tried to steal my car, but your family is so poor that you must be jealous of everyone in the village who is living better than you, right?" Ma Shitou's wife started to assist when she was halfway up.

"Tsk!" Leng Yanqiu sneered, ignoring the noise completely. He stepped forward and stretched out his hand, and the stupid thief couple were gathered to one side. The bodies that had just climbed up returned to the embrace of the earth.

She is still saving her strength. Before, she had broken someone's legs and knocked out their teeth with just a slight move. It was really troublesome.

Therefore, Ma Shitou and his wife are happy with only some minor scratches.

The secretary's wife just staggered to the side but didn't fall.

Leng Yanqiu bent down, took out the key to unlock the car, and the iron chain was wrapped around his forearm with a "clatter". He then inserted the key to turn on the power, pushed the tricycle, got on the seat, turned the handlebars, and with a "buzz" and "clang clang" the tricycle rolled through the wooden gate and went home for dinner.

Leave behind a group of Ma family members...let them do whatever they want.

The two heavy wooden doors were divided into four parts by three wheel ruts, and the copper rivets on the doors were still shining.

"Isn't the little girl from the Leng family too strong?"

"It must be a coincidence! The Shitou family didn't choose the right wood for this door."

"Forget it, Shitou's family, we didn't do things right today, and we'll be embarrassed if we make a fuss."

"You can't let this happen to us! Our Ma family is well-known in the area for dozens of miles..."

"Stop yelling!" The secretary's wife yelled with all her might, "Have you forgotten that there are still more than a dozen people in the You family locked up in the police station? Bullying a young girl because she has no adults to back her up is something only a respectable family would do? Shitou, is your family so poor that you can't afford to do anything? You're doing such sneaky things and you still have the nerve to yell? Even if you have no shame, our family still has it! The children of our Ma family still have it!"

The villagers, who thought their surname Ma was great, then noticed the tall and short children crowded outside Ma Shitou's house - the children and grandchildren of the Ma family.

In those innocent eyes, there was shame, excitement, approval, and...

"Third Auntie, I know that the Leng family's idiot is renting our Ma family's house. Let's go over there and chase them out!"

"Uncle Shitou, I'll help you vent your anger. I'll go back and beat that girl up, and then I'll take the electric tricycle back from you!"

They rushed forward with glowing eyes like wolf cubs.

Only a few descendants felt ashamed and stood back.

The secretary's wife felt her hands and feet cold instantly. She ignored the little bastards and only pointed at their relatives with her finger, saying weakly: "Look, the descendants of our Ma family are so powerful! The previous generation dared to steal, and the next generation dared to rob. Good, really good. Now they are the overlords of Ma Liu Village, and in the future they will all go to the police station..."

She couldn't continue speaking and slowly walked towards her home.

Ma Liu Village is dominated by the two surnames Ma and Liu. The Ma family has slightly more people left in the village than the Liu family, so they won the first place in two consecutive elections, and their men became the village secretary. The Ma family became even more arrogant, and the old and the young shouted in the village and the school, "We can't stand being bullied." In fact, it's not "can't stand being bullied", it's clear that they want to be bullied everywhere.

Nowadays, when faced with a major issue like “theft”, people can continue to say “we can’t stand being bullied”.

I have to have a good talk with the boss.

Leng Yanqiu was in a hurry to go home for dinner. He had used too much force when he kicked the door, and the energy from the pear he had just eaten was used up, so he needed to replenish it urgently.

After all this trouble, I didn’t even have time to take a nap.

The old couple of the Leng family did not expect that she would buy another tricycle and bring it home. They once again lamented that their granddaughter had changed so much and had such positive ideas.

"Qiu'er, do you have any money?" Grandma Leng picked up a rag and carefully wiped the mud marks on the tricycle, then shouted into the house.

"There's not much left!" Leng Yanqiu answered frankly, "If there's nothing left, I can earn more."

"Do you think it's so easy to make money?" Grandpa Leng sat on a chair in the outer room, leaning against the quilt. There was a wooden stool in front of him, with his broken leg resting on it.

The old man couldn't sit still. He was worried about the corn and sorghum in his fields. He insisted on going to check on them in the morning. When he came back limping, he found that they were swollen.

Let him lie down in the inner room, he still feels stuffy and uncomfortable without seeing anyone.

Without money and his son not coming back, how can the old man not feel depressed and uncomfortable?

But the granddaughter made arrangements casually as if it were a game: "Grandpa, you stay at home and take care of your legs. If you really want to go out for a walk, ask me to ride the tricycle with you. Leave the farm work to me, you don't have to worry about anything. I'll give you what you can sell your corn and sorghum for in previous years."

"What nonsense are you talking about, little girl? We have ten acres of land. We can earn at least five or six thousand yuan a year. You are weak and can't farm, so don't ruin the crops!"

Actually, the old man felt uneasy when he said this. He is too old to do farm work by physical labor. Now he basically relies on machines, which is also expensive. Last year, he sold ten acres of corn for more than 10,000 yuan, but he spent 800 yuan on seeds, 2,000 yuan on fertilizers, 800 yuan on rotary tillage and sowing, 300 yuan on weed control, 500 yuan on a combine harvester, and 600 yuan on threshing the corn. This does not include his own labor costs, so he only has a little over 5,000 yuan left in his hands at the end of the year.

"Then I'll give you eight thousand! I promise to keep my word." Leng Yanqiu put down his dishes and chopsticks, cleaned up quickly, ignored the old man who was still dizzy and confused, and went to greet the old lady who was still carefully carving a tricycle.

"Grandma, I'll teach you how to ride a bike. It's very simple. Once you learn it, you can take Grandpa out to play."

"No, no, you can't ride this expensive thing to school." Grandma Leng waved her hands repeatedly.

She doesn't even dare to ride an electric two-wheeler.

"Come on, come on!" With Leng Yanqiu's strength, it was not easy for her to put the old lady on the seat of the electric tricycle. She also jumped onto the back seat, lay on the old lady's back, and taught her the technique step by step.

What's the technical content? It's just a matter of turning the key and twisting the handlebar.