Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

The man riding the bicycle was in his early twenties, with a square face and a slicked-back crew cut.

He was wearing a faded blue polyester cadre uniform, with a pen clipped to his shirt pocket and a keychain jingling from his waist.

He was looking at Zhang Wenshan and his group with utter disdain, his nose in the air.

It seems like it's looking at something dirty.

"Rushing to be reborn?"

Lin Cuihua had a fiery temper and instinctively retorted when someone insulted her, but her momentum immediately diminished when her eyes fell on the gleaming bicycle.

This outfit clearly identifies him as a town official.

Farmers from rural villages are instinctively fearful.

"Pah! You think you can get away with this?"

The man on the bicycle sneered, glancing sideways at the ground.

"A bunch of country bumpkins dare to cause trouble in town? They hit my car, delaying important business at the factory. Even if you skinned alive, you still can't afford to pay for it!"

"I, I..."

Hearing this, Lin Cuihua panicked even more. Her lips trembled as she tried to defend herself, but she couldn't utter a single word.

In those days, all factories were sacred places to people from the countryside; they dreamed of entering them, yet were also terrified of them deep down.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'? If I didn't have something to do today, I would have given your captain a good talking to. What kind of trash is this?"

Seeing her back down, the man on the bicycle became even more arrogant, holding his head high and pointing his index finger in the air.

"Why aren't you honestly farming at home? What are you doing in town? Are you speculating or profiteering?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Cuihua and Ge Ergui both shivered.

Even knowing they were part of a hunting and fishing group, they were instinctively afraid, worried that their money would be confiscated, and even more worried that the days they had finally seen a glimmer of light would be plunged back into darkness.

If they really put a label on them, how will they live in the village anymore?

Zhang Fengxia had been to town several times and was bolder, so she spoke up to defend herself: "Stop spouting nonsense! We are a fishing and hunting team approved by the team."

Besides, it was clearly you who rushed out of the alley.

He wasn't looking where he was going, and he didn't ring the bell.

The cyclist's expression hardened, and he became even more furious: "Who do you think you are? A fishing and hunting group? I think you're just opportunists. Get off here, all of you! I'm going to..."

Who do you think you are?

Zhang Wenshan frowned as he spoke.

"What right do you have to order us around? You keep calling us country bumpkins and bumpkins. You don't even care about the policies that call for workers and peasants to be one family and for mutual assistance between urban and rural areas?"

Which factory do you work for?

"I..." The cyclist paused, then squinted at Zhang Wenshan, before bursting into laughter. "Who do we have here? You, Zhang, dare to talk to me about policies?"

He deliberately dragged out the tone.

"I forgot why you were fired, you disgraceful piece of trash."

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Wenshan, and Zhang Fengxia even grabbed her younger brother's arm, signaling him not to act impulsively.

"So what?"

Zhang Wenshan patted his older sister's hand to indicate that it was alright, yawned, and lazily began to speak.

"My matter has already been handled and settled by the factory. I'm quite curious, Kong Qingdong, what about your matter?"

"What about me?"

"Discrimination against working people and insults against the masses."

"Bullshit, I didn't!" Kong Qingdong retorted, glancing around to make sure no one was watching, and immediately became defiant.

"You said it!" Lin Cuihua stamped her foot angrily in the carriage. "I heard you!"

"What the hell did you hear? What good would it do you?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Cuihua was so angry she almost came out.

Why are the people in town so unreasonable?

Without further ado, Zhang Wenshan used one hand to support himself and nimbly jumped off the carriage, walking straight toward Kong Qingdong.

"Let's go! Let's find an officer in charge of law enforcement and have a serious talk with him!"

"I have important business to attend to today, I don't have time to chat nonsense with you bunch of peasants."

Kong Qingdong's expression changed, and he hurriedly turned the car around, stomping his toes on the ground, causing the wheels to lurch forward.

If we find the officer in charge of public security, everything we need to do today will be delayed.

What will the factory leaders think if this gets out of hand?

Where do I put my face?

What happened to this kid?

He used to be a complete blockhead. He would lose all his money playing cards and still couldn't figure out how to play. Everyone in the factory took advantage of him.

Now you're even smoother-talking than I am?

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he arrived at the back door of the state-run restaurant. Kong Qingdong immediately put aside his distracting thoughts, parked the car, straightened his clothes, and stepped into the courtyard with a fawning smile.

At a glance, Hong Yuan was seen squatting on the ground cleaning up the snake meat.

His eyes widened instantly.

There must be twenty or thirty of them, right?

"Oh, Brother Hong." Kong Qingdong lowered his body and put on a fawning smile. "You really have amazing resources, getting all this good stuff."

Hong Yuan didn't even look up, coldly saying, "It can't be evenly distributed."

"Don't be like that! Brother Hong, we're all family." Kong Qingdong leaned closer. "Give me a little something, and I'll buy it at twice the market price."

Those southern guests who came to inspect the factory were too important, and the factory gave a strict order that they must be treated well.

Please help me, I need an explanation.

"Heh." Hong Yuan scoffed, "Whether you confess or not is none of my business. Get lost, don't delay my work."

"Hey, I..." Kong Qingdong scratched his head anxiously. "Brother Hong, can you at least tell me where you got these things? Please help me out of respect for my master."

Hong Yuan then raised his eyelids.

You can ignore this junior purchasing agent, but you can't afford to offend the purchasing manager of the agricultural machinery factory behind him.

Perfect, I can also get some business for my little brother.

Perfect timing! Let me connect Shanzi and his brother with this. Agricultural machinery factories are not like our powerless government offices; their purchasing prices are flexible, and they have plenty of funding.

"The person who brought them here just left, driving a horse-drawn carriage."

Hong Yuan gestured with his chin toward the door.

"You should have run into him when you came. The person in charge is called Zhang Wenshan, he's my brother. Just go after him now and mention my name, and it will work."

"???"

Kong Qingdong was stunned, as if struck by lightning, and didn't hear a single word that followed.

All I could think about was Zhang Wenshan.

How could it be him?

How could it be him?

How could a country bumpkin who had been fired be on such good terms with the head chef of a state-run restaurant?

He stumbled out the back door, his mind elsewhere. Reason told him he should chase after him and at least finish the mission, but his emotions wouldn't allow him to bow down to that country bumpkin.

"Who's here?" Wu Xia came out of the house and only saw a back view.

"Kong Qingdong from the agricultural machinery factory, he's after the snake." Hong Yuan spat. "He's so opportunistic, relying on his connections to freeload every day."

Even if people don't go through wind and rain to make purchases, they at least make connections.

"That kid's got some nerve, relying entirely on his master's reputation to get things transferred from other units. Why should he get all the free stuff when everyone else works so hard to get it for free?"

"Old Kong was such a good man, how come his son is such a good-for-nothing."

Wu Xia chimed in with a complaint, then suddenly remembered something and exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh no, you didn't tell him about Brother Zhang, did you?"

"I already mentioned it!" Hong Yuan said matter-of-factly. "It's perfect for getting Shanzi a lucrative job! The agricultural machinery factory is so lucrative!"

"Catching snakes is so dangerous, why did you tell him?" Wu Xia stamped her foot, pacing anxiously in circles. "Besides, my little brother was fired by the agricultural machinery factory."

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Yuan stood up from the ground, a look of panic on his face.

"This matter has been handled terribly."

"What can I say?" Wu Xia sighed. "This young man is very capable; he manages to come up with good stuff every day—high quality, fair prices. What if…"

"Maybe it's a good thing."

Hong Yuan thought for a moment, then picked up the two snakes and walked outside.

"I'm going to the farm machinery factory to have a chat with Lao Zhou."