Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 348 Brother, come quickly! Don’t let this bad guy run away

The injured person sitting on the ground was stunned when he saw this, then he got up and ran away.

His parents and relatives also fled like birds.

But if you still want to escape now, it's obviously too late.

Before he could escape five meters away, he was blocked by He Peng and a dozen security guards, and then was forced step by step to the side of Liu Chunhua and Wang Kuiwu.

"What are you doing?" The injured person started crying, trying to confuse the audience by pretending to be pitiful.

When his parents and relatives saw that it was effective, many passers-by began to talk about it in private, and they all hurriedly wiped away their tears, but no matter how they looked at it, it seemed a bit fake.

"What do you want us to do?" Liu Qingsong looked the injured man up and down.

The injured person was very young, probably in his early twenties. He was very thin, with prominent cheekbones, unkempt hair and a long scar on his right hand.

But the strange thing was that he was wearing a pair of shiny leather shoes and his pants looked very high-end, at least not something that ordinary people in the farmers' market could afford.

By the way, the red bloodstains on his pants also looked a bit abnormal. They were sticky and didn’t seem to have been caused by being hit by Wang Kuiwu’s jeep.

Liu Hang also noticed this and walked forward and lifted up the injured man's trouser legs.

This flick immediately surprised all the passers-by who were watching the fun.

It turned out that after the trouser legs were lifted up, there was not a single scar or bruise on the victim's calves.

What does this prove? It proves that the crying and making a fuss just now were all fake, just to ask Wang Kuiwu for compensation of 3,000 yuan.

After a brief silence, the passers-by were all excited.

"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone this shameless."

"Yes! People like him should die. It's a disgrace for them to live in this world."

"If I hadn't seen that he was a beggar, I would really want to beat the hell out of him."

"What kind of person is that? Fortunately, the jeep driver has someone behind him, otherwise we would be in big trouble."

"Alas! People in this world are really not as they used to be. You said he should just ask the driver to pay three or five dollars, why did he insist on paying three thousand dollars?"

"Because this bastard wanted to get rich overnight. It seems the same thing happened yesterday. The jeep driver had to pay three hundred dollars to get out of it."

"No way? Then what are you waiting for? Report the case immediately."

"Yes, report it to the police. We must not let them off."

……

When the injured man saw that his trick was exposed, he looked at a dark-faced middle-aged man on the side with a sad face: "Uncle, please say something!"

"You've got the wrong person. I'm not your uncle." The dark-faced middle-aged man replied anxiously.

"No, didn't you call him dad before? Why are you calling him uncle this time?" Wang Kuiwu asked the question in his mind after being stunned.

Liu Chunhua was also a little puzzled. The injured person did not look like a fool, so it was impossible for him to call the generation wrong.

"Aren't they all relatives of you, little brat?" Liu Lijuan asked angrily.

The injured person did not answer, but lowered his head tremblingly.

"Will you tell me or not?" Liu Hang kicked him.

The injured person was kicked so hard that he clenched his teeth and fell to the ground, begging for mercy: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

"Cough cough..." The dark-faced middle-aged man coughed repeatedly when he heard this.

The other people around him also became nervous, as if they would die if the injured person told them the reason.

"Why are you coughing?" Liu Hang glared at the dark-faced middle-aged man fiercely: "Try to cough again, do you believe I will cut off your tongue?"

As soon as these words came out, the dark-faced middle-aged man immediately became obedient.

Seeing this, the injured man dared to stammer, "Brother, they are not my relatives. I only got to know them when I was begging at the farmer's market yesterday."

"So, in that case, it was these bastards who instructed you to extort money just now?" Liu Hang asked coldly.

"Yes," the wounded man cried, "if I don't do this, they will beat my sister to death. They beat a disobedient beggar to death this morning."

"What did you say?" Liu Hang frowned.

The faces of Liu Qingsong, Liu Lijuan, He Peng, Wang Qing and others also turned ugly.

They actually dared to use beggars to do such shameless things, they really deserve to die.

Upon seeing this, the dark-faced middle-aged man and his accomplices turned around and ran away.

But just as he pushed a passerby away, he stumbled and fell.

He lay on the ground and turned around, only to find that it was Xiao Nuomi who tripped him.

This made the dark-faced middle-aged man very angry: "Little girl, you...?"

Before she could finish her words, the youngest sister picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at me: "I told you not to bully me, I...I can't kill you."

"Hmph! You dare to curse me? You're looking for death." Little Nuomi raised her little foot and kicked over.

The little rascal was not idle either, and blocked the way in front of the dark-faced middle-aged man: "Brother, come quickly! Don't let this bad guy run away."

"He can't run away." Liu Qingsong reached out and picked up the dark-faced middle-aged man and threw him in front of Wang Kuiwu: "Brother-in-law, tell me what you want to do with him!"

Wang Kuiwu did not answer, but walked up to the dark-faced middle-aged man and started beating him up, with every punch hitting the flesh.

Liu Qingsong, Liu Hang, Liu Lijuan, He Peng, Wang Qing and others pretended not to see it.

Passersby who were watching the fun cheered, and some even threw rotten vegetable leaves at the black-faced middle-aged man and other accomplices.

"Qingsong, there are more and more beggars pouring into the farmers' market these days. I'm worried something will happen if this continues!" Liu Lijuan whispered her concerns to Liu Qingsong.

After all, beggars can do anything when they are hungry.

"Then you can ask your brother-in-law to use the farmers' market as a support to find a solution~!" Liu Qingsong said in a low voice: "Beggars are not scary. What is scary are those with bad intentions."

"If you do this, your brother-in-law will cook a pot of rice porridge at the entrance of the farmers' market every day to help these beggars."

"Remember, don't cook it too well, or you may even mix in some unpalatable rice bran and leftovers."

"Ah? Wouldn't other people gossip about us if we do this?" Liu Lijuan asked in confusion.

Wang Qing, Liu Hang, He Peng, Liu Chunhua and others also looked at Liu Qingsong.

"Why are you afraid of gossip? If anyone gossips, tell them to help the beggars." Liu Qingsong replied softly, "If you don't mix some rice bran and leftovers into the rice porridge, how can you tell who is the real beggar and who is really hungry?"

The implication is that when you are hungry, everything tastes delicious, but if you are not hungry, no one would like to eat rice porridge mixed with rice bran and leftovers.

This was an open conspiracy, the purpose of which was to openly screen out those who were trying to take advantage of the situation. After all, in 1979, even if it was just a bowl of rice porridge, there would be many people eyeing it.

"I understand." Liu Lijuan suddenly realized.

"Qingsong, I'll go buy some rice to make porridge." Wang Qing said, and left with a dozen or so farmers' market managers around him.

"What should we do with these guys?" Liu Hang pointed at the black-faced middle-aged man with bruised nose and swollen face and other accomplices, and then asked Liu Qingsong.

"Send them to the police station and do what needs to be done." Liu Qingsong glanced at the sky and said, "Oh, right! Get your people to move. Don't just take the money and do nothing all day long."

"If the security of the Dongfanghong Farmers' Market becomes worse after Director Tao comes back, then don't come to me for help."

"I understand, I understand." Liu Hang smiled awkwardly and nodded.

Liu Qingsong didn't say anything more, but walked quickly towards Liu Chunhua's position.

After chatting for a few minutes, he took Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi and the youngest sister Liu Lijuan towards the blue brick house that was being renovated.

As for Wang Kuiwu, he stayed behind to clean up the mess.

……

When the group arrived at the door of the blue brick house, Liu Lijuan went inside to get a watermelon.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen people, Liu Qingsong immediately said something to Liu Chunhua and went to drive a tricycle to the gate of the Dongfanghong Farmers' Market.

There was no other way. There was no way he could carry so many watermelons back with his hands.

However, when he finally bypassed the busy streets and drove the three-wheeled vehicle to the door of the blue brick house, the watermelons had already been loaded onto the jeep by Wang Kuiwu, and there were also several boxes of Arctic Ocean soda in the trunk.

"Brother-in-law, have you finished your work?" Liu Qingsong asked with a smile.

"No! Zhou Bin came over, and I handed over the rest to him." Wang Kuiwu replied. "Is that so!" Liu Qingsong nodded: "Then don't say anything, go home."

"Okay! Okay!" Wang Kuiwu got into the cab of the jeep and saw Xiao Nuomi still playing with the naughty little sister at the door. He shouted, "Girl, stop playing and get in the car."

"I can't fit in your car." Little Nuomi raised his little head and replied in a baby voice.

"Why?" Wang Kuiwu was puzzled.

Liu Chunhua and Liu Lijuan were also somewhat confused.

This car is a jeep, and the other kids can’t even sit in it!
"Because I want to ride in my uncle's car, he drives very steadily." Xiao Nuomi replied seriously.

"Brother-in-law, you hit people while driving today, that's why we don't dare to get in." The youngest sister agreed.

"Well, well, I won't sit either." The little rascal followed.

Wang Kuiwu: “…”

With a chuckle, Liu Chunhua and Liu Lijuan couldn't help laughing.

Liu Qingsong also had a faint smile on his face: "Brother-in-law, since Xiao Nuomi and the others want to ride on my sidecar, you go first!"

"Okay!" Wang Kuiwu smiled bitterly, waited for Liu Lijuan and Liu Chunhua to get on the jeep, and drove towards the exit of the Dongfanghong Farmers' Market.

……

back home.

It's already past five in the afternoon.

Seeing this, Liu Lijuan and Liu Chunhua put on aprons and started cooking dinner.

Liu Qingsong and Wang Kuiwu moved the watermelons from the jeep into the kitchen and put several boxes of Arctic Ocean soda into the refrigerator.

After the show, Liu Qingsong was about to go to the toilet when Wang Ba appeared at the kitchen door. When he saw Xiao Nuomi, Xiao Taoqi, and Yaomei drinking soda, he ran in quickly and said, "Where were you guys doing before? I'm telling you, Jin Yutou suddenly fainted. He almost scared me to death."

"What?" Liu Qingsong widened his eyes when he heard that.

"Is it true?" Xiao Nuomi was extremely anxious. He took out a bottle of Arctic Ocean soda from the refrigerator and handed it to Wang Ba. Then he ran towards the tent where Jin Yutou lived with his short legs.

Liu Qingsong said something to his brother-in-law, eldest sister and second sister before quickly following behind.

Inside the tent, Old Jiang and Nie Bingquan were giving acupuncture to Jin Yutou.

Seeing Xiao Nuomi coming in with Xiao Nuomi, Jiang Laolian said, "You came at the right time. The weather is so hot. If you have time tomorrow, remember to go to the city's medicine store to buy some Huoxiang Zhengqi water. Otherwise, next time Jin Yutou gets heatstroke, he won't be as lucky as today."

"You mean, Jin Yutou fell into a coma this time because of heatstroke?" Liu Qingsong asked after understanding the meaning of Mr. Jiang's words.

"Well, why do you think he was unconscious?" Old Jiang said with a smile.

"I thought he had a relapse." Liu Qingsong laughed and said, "By the way, how could he suddenly have a heat stroke?"

"It's because I've been looking for you everywhere." Old Jiang replied softly.

"Is that so?" Liu Qingsong nodded.

It's also his fault. He went to the farmers' market to buy watermelons without telling Jin Yutou, Wang Ba and the others.

Seeing that Jin Yutou was a little embarrassed, he even said to Xiao Nuomi, "Stop looking at it. Go to the kitchen and get some Arctic Ocean soda for Jin Yutou to drink."

"Yeah, yeah!" Little Nuomi ran out of the temporary tent with his short legs.

Little Naughty and Little Sister also followed behind.

After a while, each person held two bottles of Arctic Ocean soda.

The one in the hands of the little rascal was handed to Old Jiang and Nie Bingquan.

After taking it with a smile, Jiang Lao said, "This weather is really hot, but fortunately, it should get better in a few days."

"Why do you say that?" Liu Qingsong asked curiously.

"Because today your uncle Lei is negotiating with a foreign-funded enterprise and is preparing to purchase a large number of artificial rain bombs to generate rain." At this point, Jiang Lao took a sip of Arctic Ocean soda before continuing, "Before Qingmei asked Deadpool to help, in fact, it was to make the purchase of artificial rain bombs more confident."

"After all, Deadpool is a foreigner and can better communicate with representatives of foreign companies."

"Is that so?" Liu Qingsong suddenly realized.

A leader is a leader, and he always thinks about the people.

“But for now, even if we can purchase a large number of artificial rain bombs, we will still be the one who suffers.” Old Jiang sighed.

"Why?" Liu Qingsong was puzzled.

For him, if he could use artificial rain bombs to make it rain, he would make a lot of money and would definitely not suffer any loss.

"Because we are almost blank in the field of artificial rainfall bombs, these foreign companies sell artificial rainfall bombs at a high price! To put it bluntly, the money for buying rainfall bombs can almost buy hundreds of thousands of tons of grain, and it is the best refined grain." Old Jiang replied.

Hundreds of thousands of tons of food.

According to the prices in 1979, that would be at least several million.

After Liu Qingsong realized what was happening, he was shocked: "No, it's just a rain bomb. Why are these foreign companies selling it at such a high price?"

"Because we can't make it!" Nie Bingquan replied sadly, "And it's a necessity. If we don't use it, then it won't be a problem that money can solve."

"That's true." Liu Qingsong nodded.

The drought is just the beginning. When all the crops are killed and people starve to death, there will be no use asking for money.

But even thinking this way, Liu Qingsong still felt a little unwilling.

In order to understand the progress of the purchase of rainfall bombs, he said something to Mr. Jiang and Nie Bingquan and left.

After leaving, Liu Qingsong entered the tent and entered the garbage dump of all worlds.

In the glass chamber, next to the tracking mirror, the liquid robot saw Liu Qingsong coming in and said, "I have asked the guardian vine to secretly send some books about new bulletproof materials to your parents. As long as they are willing to study, there will definitely be a big breakthrough in the next three to five months, and it is even possible that they will become the leader in the production of new bulletproof materials in your world."

"Really?" Liu Qingsong smiled and said, "Then let's not pay attention to my parents for now and see where Deadpool is."

"Okay." The liquid robot quickly did as it was told.

After a moment, Deadpool appeared in the tracking mirror's screen.

Deadpool is in a large conference room at this time. Judging from the surrounding environment, he should be negotiating with foreign companies on the purchase of rain bombs.

Leaders such as Lei Zhengxing were also present, but because they could not understand English, they could only be spectators.

However, these are not the point. The point is that the representatives of foreign-funded enterprises are arrogant and do not take leaders such as Deadpool and Lei Zhengxing seriously at all.

Not only has the price of the rain bomb not been reduced by a penny, but all kinds of unreasonable conditions have been put forward.

For example, if you want to purchase rain bombs, you must purchase their rain bomb launchers, and you must hire their experts to launch rain bombs.

That would have been fine, but they even demanded a $10,000 fee for each rain bomb fired.

What’s even more infuriating is that no Chinese are allowed to visit and learn the technology during the entire process.

Liu Qingsong couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene: "These shameless foreigners, a small rain bomb choked our necks, they really deserve to die!"

"Does that require Deadpool to kill them?" asked the liquid robot at the side. "If you want, I can use the existing materials in the garbage dump of the Ten Thousand Worlds to make 500 rain bombs in one day, and..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Liu Qingsong: "Don't bother with that. Now all we need to do is let some heavy rain stop these foreign companies from being so arrogant."

"The problem is that there won't be heavy rain in the entire Shonan Province in the next one or two months," the liquid robot reminded.

"That may not be the case." Liu Qingsong smiled and took out the water storage ball from his space backpack: "With it, I can make it rain in Xiangnan Province if I want. However, according to the current amount of water stored, it should only be a heavy rainstorm."

"One game is enough. At least this will prevent foreign companies that sell rain bombs from being so arrogant." The liquid robot replied.

"I thought so too." Liu Qingsong glanced at the time on the alarm clock: "But I can't use the water ball to make it rain now. I have to wait until I have dinner and my family is asleep."

"You go and inform Deadpool first and tell him not to agree to the conditions of the foreign-funded enterprise. I'll talk to him when I get there in the evening."

"Okay!" The liquid robot quickly did as it was told.

Liu Qingsong walked out of the Wanjie Garbage Dump to help cook dinner.

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(End of this chapter)