A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

As Qiao An looked at her dwindling wardrobe, she began to do the math in her head.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Don't crowd around here!"

The sudden shout startled me.

Qiao An stood on tiptoe to look over, and her heart sank.

Why are people from the Municipal Administration Bureau here?

Before setting up her stall, Qiao An specifically asked that because the government had introduced policies to encourage the individual economy, the municipal administration bureau basically didn't care about street vendors anymore.

Unless someone reports it.

At this moment, Qiao An saw Liang Caili again.

She was standing not far away, looking at Joan defiantly, seemingly muttering curses under her breath.

"Who gave you permission to set up a stall here? You're engaging in speculation and profiteering, do you know that?" The man in uniform looked down at him angrily.

"These are stolen goods! We're confiscating them according to the law. You're coming with us to the Municipal Administration Bureau to pay your fine!"

Qiao An couldn't help but sneer. He had some power, but he used it on ordinary people.

"Comrade, what law are you acting under? Criminal law? Civil law? Or commercial law?"

Liu Dahe's face turned cold.

Ordinary street vendors would dread seeing them, like mice seeing a cat.

It's all up to them; whatever they say goes.

How could this woman be so ungrateful today, daring to go against the people from the Municipal Administration Bureau? She's really asking for trouble.

"Do I need to explain to you? What do you know? Just pay the fine, that's all the nonsense!"

"Let me tell you, if you obstruct law enforcement, you could be detained directly. It's just after the New Year, so don't go looking for trouble!"

Yo hoo!

Such standard official jargon.

Qiao An remained unfazed, seemingly unafraid at all.

The young man buying clothes nearby spoke up for justice.

"Comrade, the newspapers have already said that the private sector is now being liberalized and everyone is encouraged to do business. How can you be so unreasonable?"

"Hmph! Have you gotten so used to being an accomplice to evil that you're now envious of others making money and want a piece of the pie too?"

"The boss asked you what law you're following, why didn't you answer? Couldn't you tell him?"

The questions kept coming, giving Liu Dahe a headache. He stared straight at Qiao An, ignoring everyone else.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

Instead of panicking, Joan smiled.

Because she saw two cars coming from the end of the street.

A small green jeep, a large military truck, and dozens of young soldiers in the truck bed.

Liu Dahe's patience ran out; he had no time to argue with a woman on the street.

"You guys, push her tricycle to our city-managed warehouse!"

"yes!"

Just as they were about to make their move, a slightly aged voice came from behind them.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Liu Dahe's expression was ferocious.

I confiscated one small stall today, why is there so much trouble? Is this never going to end?

He turned around and started cursing.

"We're just the city management bureau on official business, what the hell is it to you? Get the hell out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Dahe saw the person who had spoken.

She was an unremarkable old lady.

But there were several soldiers in officer uniforms standing next to her.

Upon seeing the ranks of those men, Liu Dahe's expression froze for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"What's your name?"

The one speaking was the man standing to Shan Cuilan's right.

She looks to be in her fifties and bears a resemblance to Shan Cuilan.

His temples were gray, and although he was old, he stood there like a loaded rifle.

Joan noticed the military rank on his shoulder.

He is a general.

She was secretly delighted, not expecting Han Mo to come.

Liu Dahe nervously swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing repeatedly.

"My name is Liu Dahe."

"Position".

"Captain of Houjie Subdistrict, Linyang District, Municipal Administration Bureau"

After saying this, Liu Dahe broke out in a cold sweat from nervousness.

Shan Cuilan didn't even glance at him, and went straight to Qiao An.

"Joan, they didn't give you any trouble, did they?"

"Grandma, I'm fine. It's just that this Captain Liu said he'd confiscate my personal property according to the law. I asked him what law, but he couldn't say."

"Now they're forcibly taking my tricycle away and making me pay a fine."

Han Mo's expression was cold, and the imposing aura emanating from him made Liu Dahe unable to straighten his back.

"This young comrade asked you what Dharma you follow; I'd also like to ask, what Dharma do you follow?"

"Nowadays, we are encouraging young people to engage in the individual economy. The municipal party committee has also made it clear that the municipal administration bureau should not focus on small vendors. What you should be doing is targeting those who disrupt the market economy, not ordinary people who are just trying to make a living."

"Or are you deliberately going against the municipal party committee? Against the country?"

Liu Dahe's knees trembled slightly, and he almost knelt on the ground.

He can't possibly bear such a heavy burden.

"I...I...I just received a report from the public, so I...I came to check. You're right, I was wrong."

Liu Dahe turned around and bowed deeply to Qiao Anshen, bending himself at a ninety-degree angle.

"Young comrade, I'm sorry, it was my fault, please forgive me."

"It's alright, as long as you don't come to arrest me again," Qiao An said with a smile.

Liang Caili was originally watching the commotion from the sidelines with a washbasin in her hand, but the more she watched, the more something seemed off.

Why did that old lady who almost got beaten up by them yesterday bring so many soldiers with her?

Could she have some kind of identity?

Just as Liang Caili was about to slowly back out, Qiao An spotted her with sharp eyes.

"Hey! You're the one who reported me, right?"

Qiao An grabbed Liang Caili and pulled her in front of Shan Cuilan.

"You tried to hit Grandma yesterday, and today you still haven't learned your lesson and are trying to ruin my business. You're a truly wicked woman."

"You're Liang Caili, Zhou Baoguo's daughter-in-law?" Han Mo's voice was as cold as ice.

"I...I am..."

Liang Caili didn't dare to look up at Han Mo; the pressure from his eyes was too intense.

Wait, he knows his father-in-law.

He must know that his father-in-law is a high-ranking official in the municipal party committee.

Thinking of this, Liang Caili felt a little more confident.

"You know my father-in-law? He works at the municipal party committee, you know that, right? It's already noon, you must not have eaten yet. Why don't you come to our house and I'll cook for you?" Liang Caili said ingratiatingly.

"Your home?" Han Mo asked back, his tone displeased.

"When did this become your home?"

Han Mo glanced at his watch. "Three hours. Move out."

"What?" Liang Caili raised her voice.

"Why...why do we have to move out?"

She raised her chin, anger welling up inside her. "Even if you're a higher-ranking official than my father-in-law, you can't bully people like that!"

"Who is this old lady to you? Why are you helping her so much? She came to our house out of nowhere yesterday, insisting that she was the homeowner. I think she's just old and her brain has gone mad."

"Even if you're a high-ranking officer in the military, you can't just come here and confiscate our house. The Zhou family isn't so easy to bully."

After listening, Qiao An silently gave Liang Caili a thumbs up in her heart.

I've seen people courting death, but I've never seen someone stick their head out and plunge it into a knife.

This house originally belonged to Han Mo's father. He took back his own house. Why should we need to reason with him?

Han Mo's face darkened; he felt like he was talking to an idiot.

Doesn't she know whether this is her home or not?