My 1978 Hotel

Chapter 13: Manwu Mantou appears, Captain Yan Guo chases the hero, An Jun gives reward money to blind the dog's eyes
"I go……."

Li Feng dodged. This guy attacked with his weapon without even saying hello. This old man was so unreasonable.

"Uncle Fuguo, what are you doing? Why are you hitting me?"

Li Feng dodged and shouted, this old man is too unreasonable, luckily he brought his own equipment to dodge.

"Why did you hit me? You tell me why, you bastard. I let you destroy things, and today I will beat you to death."

Wow, Han Fuguo saw the risen white flour buns on the cover of the water tank at a glance, not to mention the aroma of buns coming out of the pot, and this guy was ready to make several more pots.

When had he ever seen white flour wasted like this? In the past, even landlords didn't dare to eat white steamed buns like this.

Han Fuguo's anger level soared. He became even angrier when he heard Li Feng asking how to beat him. This kid hasn't even realized his mistake yet. This is a big problem.

"Brother Anmin, please stop your father."

The old man couldn't fight back, so he could only dodge and pick up the wooden basin to block. The old man was really too cruel. The pipe hit the wooden basin so hard that it made a loud bang. You can imagine how much force he used.

If you draw this, you will probably get a large piece of purple and green.

Han Anmin curled his lips and said, "You deserve it, kid. You're living a good life, but now trouble comes from food. You deserve to be beaten for eating so much."

"Da, take it easy and don't waste the white flour buns." As for Li Feng, he deserved to be beaten. He had never seen so many white flour buns in his life.

Han Anmin, you look like a simple and honest man, but I didn't expect that you, a villain with a black heart, would add fuel to the fire here.

"No, Uncle Fuguo, please listen to my explanation. This is..."

"Ouch."

My biological grandfather came and I couldn’t dodge and got hit on the calf. He was shaking so hard that he must have used a lot of strength.

"I'm going to beat you to death, you bastard, you bullshit bastard."

Han Fuguo didn't listen to Li Feng's nonsense. How could such a large amount of flour be obtained out of thin air? Needless to say, it was probably obtained by exchanging it for grains at home.

No wonder Daya was crying. Han Fuguo regretted it so much when he thought that this bastard had become a member of Hanjiaba and would bring disaster to the entire team in the future.

How could he be blinded by this bastard? Not to mention him, Han Anmin almost hid in his crotch when he thought about how he had said a lot of good things about Li Feng.

"What's going on? What's this?"

There was a lot of noise in the yard. Although it was far away, the sound, which was like slaughtering pigs and sheep, could be heard clearly from a hundred or eighty meters away.

Soon all the neighbors came running, and those who lived far away also came with their bowls in hand to join in the fun.

Wu Gou was running around with all his might, the cornmeal in his bowl almost flying out, and he was yelling as he ran, "Come with me and take a look! Uncle Fuguo is beating up that educated youth bastard."

"what's that?"

Uncle Suanpan was just about to eat when this guy stood up and ran out of the yard in his cloth shoes, holding his pipe. "Damn it, why aren't you eating?"

"I'll go see what's going on."

Good fellow, Li Feng, leaning against the wooden basin, dodged left and right, and pulled the battle line with Han Fuguo to the main hall. With the help of Daya and Erya to intercept, for a while, they were evenly matched. "You old man, why are you so unreasonable?"

"What do you say?"

Han Fuguo was furious. The old man was unreasonable. You little bastard, go around Hanjiaba and ask who dares to talk to me like that.

"Abba."

Daya was almost kneeling down. Don't say that, Sandie will be angry and beat you again if you say that again.

"What? I wasn't wrong."

Li Feng muttered, "Why are you hitting me? Can you show some reason? You really don't care about your age. I should have fought back long ago."

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise?"

Several brigade cadres, including Uncle Abacus Han Futian and Uncle Scarhead Han Fuqiang, had arrived. The commotion was so loud that there were about twenty or thirty members watching.

"Alright, Third Brother, calm down and sit down and talk about what's going on."

Han Futian glanced at Li Feng, who was carrying a wooden basin. "Why did you offend your Uncle Fuguo again?"

"Uncle Suanpan, how could I have known that? This old man chased me and beat me up as soon as he entered the house. Tell me, am I wronged?" Li Feng muttered. "I was just cooking at home, and he got beaten up out of nowhere. There's no reason at all."

"Talking to you, a bastard, about hammers and axes..."

He couldn't help but raise his hand while speaking, but Han Fuguo's anger didn't diminish at all.

"Third brother, calm down." "Tell me what happened?"

"No, no, no, Uncle Fuqiang, please be gentle."

Wow, he’s worthy of being someone who has beaten the United States. His strength is no joke.

"I really don't know."

Li Feng had a bitter face. "I didn't do anything wrong. You should explain why you got beaten. Uncle Fuqiang, Uncle Suanpan, please give me some justice. Why did you hit me for no reason?"

"You little bastard, what is a pot house?"

"What?"

Uncle Abacus, Uncle Scarhead, and everyone else who came to join in the fun all looked towards the pot house.

"Suck"

Everyone gasped in shock, and many people screamed in surprise.

"Oh my god, why are there so many white flour buns?"

"Wow, is this a steamed bun shop?"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and looked at Li Feng. Where did this kid get so much white flour? Uncle Abacus, Uncle Scarhead and other smart people thought of the corn flour, sorghum rice and sweet potato noodles given to each family who settled there.

This bastard couldn't have changed the flour into white flour.

When I think about it, I feel that the beating was well deserved. He deserved to be beaten, and he had to be beaten well. If he wasn't beaten so hard that his mother wouldn't even recognize him, that would be considered a light punishment.

"I said I shouldn't send it."

Wu Gou, who was quick-witted, figured it out immediately. As he ate his cornmeal, he said proudly, "See, I've always said that few of the educated youth were good people. They were all black-hearted."

"Say less."

The sister-in-law who was shouting thought to herself that she didn't look like that kind of person, so there might be some misunderstanding.

"Shouting sister-in-law, why does the pretty boy look so pale?"

"Fuck you, Granny Bear."

He shouted that his sister-in-law would not tolerate Wu Gou and would hit him right away.

Wu Gou Bu Si said this and dodged away, mocking the person who sent the settlement gift as a fool for not listening to his kind words. "Just wait and see how they eat white flour buns."

"This Wu Gou will tear his dog mouth apart sooner or later."

The sister-in-law snorted and then sighed. She hoped that Daya and Erya would not end up with an unrespectful father, otherwise their life would be difficult.

There was a hint of anger in the eyes of the other families. They were all living a hard life. In order to accommodate Li Feng, they had to save money and squeeze out some food. But if Li Feng exchanged their coarse grains for white flour, it would be a great shame to their kindness.

Alas, several older women sighed and turned to leave.

"What's going on? So many people?"

Han Anjun rode a bicycle borrowed from Wu Xiaofeng and arrived at Daya and Erya's house with the reward given to Li Feng by the commune revolutionary committee, but was shocked.

There are quite a few people at the door. What happened? Did everyone know about the incident in the newspaper?

"An Jun is back."

"Second wife, aunt."

"Big Foot sister-in-law, you are all here."

"Hey, An Jun, why are you back?"

Brothers Han Anmin and Han Anbing were a little surprised to hear that Han Anjun had returned, and they quickly walked out to greet him.

"Big brother, second brother, you are here too. Do Dad and the others know about this?"

Han Anjun thought he had never thought that everyone would know about it so quickly. He was afraid that everyone would be even more surprised later. The commune revolutionary committee had set a high standard for rewards this time. Not only was there five yuan, but there were also ten kilograms of grain coupons, two kilograms of meat coupons, and one kilogram each of non-staple food coupons and sugar coupons.

Not to mention other things, non-staple food coupons and sugar coupons are extremely rare, and meat coupons are usually not available. Secretary Wu doesn't even have two kilograms of meat coupons in a month. Han Anjun was shocked when he heard about this reward.

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