Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

The headquarters of Kaoshantun Brigade, in the center of the courtyard.

Lin Qiang, who had been so arrogant and cursing just moments before, was now lying on the snow, sobbing like a mangy dog ​​on its deathbed.

He clutched his crotch tightly with both hands, his face was as white as a sheet, and he could only exhale, not inhale.

Beneath him, a pool of yellow ice shards mixed with streaks of blood from who-knows-where was a horrifying sight.

"Oh my god, is he really done for?"

Aunt Pang was startled and took two steps back, afraid of being tainted by bad luck.

"Quick! Go and call Old Liu!"

Women's Director Wang Xiulan was a worldly person. Although she secretly hoped the father and son would suffer, she knew that this was in the brigade headquarters, and if someone died, it would be bad luck.

"Have him bring the first-aid kit! Hurry!"

In no time at all.

Liu Laonian, the village's barefoot doctor, came running up, panting, carrying a Red Cross medicine kit on his back.

This old Liu usually just delivers cows and gives people cupping therapy; he's never seen anything like this before.

As soon as he entered the circle, he saw Lin Qiang lying on the ground, and the icy lump sticking out of his crotch. His brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"What...what kind of divine skill did this person practice that caused them to go mad from practicing it?"

Liu Laonian squatted down and reached out to tap Lin Qiang's crotch.

"Knock knock".

The sound was like cracking a frozen pear, crisp and clear.

"It hurts...it hurts..." Lin Qiang rolled his eyes and groaned weakly, his cries sounding like a rooster being choked.

"What do we do now?"

Wang Xiulan asked urgently, "Old Nian, hurry up and get him out of there! We need to take him to the police station! This bad guy must be dealt with severely!"

Old Liu took a long, listless puff of his pipe, looking troubled, and kept clicking his teeth.

"Open it? How? It's frozen solid! My cotton pants are soaked through, and all three layers are frozen solid!"

"If you force it, you'll tear off the skin and flesh! Then it won't just be a eunuch, it'll be castration!"

"What should we do then?"

Old Liu thought for a moment, then took out a large pair of scissors he usually used to cut gauze from his medicine box, gestured with them, and shook his head:

"The scissors can't cut it; the ice is too thick, and it's easy to damage the inside inch or two."

Finally, he gritted his teeth and came up with a terrible idea:

"There's no other way but to thaw it!"

"Go! Get a kettle of hot water! The hotter the better! Pour it over him!"

Hot water?!

The villagers watching stared wide-eyed.

In temperatures of minus thirty degrees Celsius, with ice frozen in your crotch, and then you pour boiling water on it?

This is absolutely the legendary "ice and fire" experience! It's so exciting!

"I'll go fetch water!"

Erga, always eager for excitement, ran into the house and pulled out a large, still steaming, tin thermos.

"Make way! Make way, everyone! Doctor Liu is about to cast a spell!"

Ergazi, carrying a thermos, approached Lin Qiang with a mischievous grin.

Although Lin Qiang was still dazed, he felt the heat wave approaching and was so startled that he suddenly sat up in his deathbed consciousness.

"No! Don't pour it on! It's hot! It's hot!!"

"Be patient! It won't dissolve without watering!"

Liu Laonian held Lin Qiang's leg down and gestured with his chin towards Ergaizi: "Pour it! Pour it slowly! Don't burn him!"

"Splash—"

The scalding hot water flowed precisely from the spout and poured onto Lin Qiang's yellow, icy crotch.

"Sizzle—"

A wisp of white smoke even rose from it.

The intense reaction of alternating hot and cold temperatures, coupled with the expansion and contraction caused by the rapid melting of ice, created a sensation that was simply indescribable.

"Awooo!!!"

Lin Qiang let out a scream that was ten times more agonizing than before.

He was like a live fish thrown into a pot of boiling oil, thrashing about wildly on the snow, his limbs flailing wildly, almost knocking Liu Laonian over.

"It's melted! It's melted!"

The plump aunt pointed at the flowing yellow liquid and shouted excitedly, her expression more excited than if she were watching a grand opera.

After a pot of hot water was poured over it, the seemingly indestructible icy crotch finally softened.

With quick eyes and hands, Liu Laonian used scissors to cut open the clump of rotten cotton in a few snips, thus freeing Lin Qiang's "vital parts" from the ice crevice.

However, Lin Qiang's lower body was wet, hot and cold at the same time, his inner thighs were scalded red, and he had to endure the stinging pain of blood returning as if he were being pricked by hundreds of needles.

He lay on the ground, his eyes lifeless, clearly no longer wanting to live.

This whole ordeal has completely stripped the Lin family of their last shred of dignity.

Lin Dapao, standing nearby, covered his face, wishing he could bury himself in the snow. How humiliating! He'd never been so humiliated in his life!

"Alright! Stop playing dead!"

Seeing that everyone was alright, Wang Xiulan's official arrogance returned. Her mind was now filled with how to curry favor with Zhao Shanhe and how to handle this matter flawlessly.

"Since you're not crippled, get up now! Militia company! Tie them up! Take them to the commune police station!"

"These bad elements who disrupt production and break into homes must be severely punished!"

Several militiamen, carrying hemp ropes, were about to step forward.

Lin Dapao trembled with fear. If he ended up in jail, where would he put his face? Besides, Lin Qiang's attempt was unsuccessful, so he wouldn't get a few years in prison, but his reputation would be completely ruined!

Just then.

"Wait a minute."

A steady voice came from behind the crowd.

Everyone turned around.

Zhao Shanhe, wearing his officer's overcoat, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets, slowly walked over.

His expression was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger, but his aura caused the crowd to automatically part to make way for him.

"The mountains and rivers have arrived."

"Let's see how Shanhe handles this father and son."

Zhao Shanhe walked to the center of the circle, glanced down at Lin Qiang who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and then glanced at Lin Dapao, whose face was covered in bloodstains and who wanted to hide but dared not.

"Aunt Wang, may I speak to you in private?"

Zhao Shanhe nodded slightly to Wang Xiulan, his attitude very polite.

Wang Xiulan was flattered and quickly moved closer, her face beaming with smiles, her voice even louder, as if afraid others wouldn't hear how close she was to Zhao Shanhe:

"Shanhe, don't worry! These bad guys dared to cause trouble at your house, Auntie will absolutely not let them get away with it! I'll send them to the police station right now and let them eat in jail! That'll give you some satisfaction!"

Zhao Shanhe smiled, flicked his cigarette ash, and said in a calm tone:

"Aunt Wang, I appreciate your kindness. You handled this matter beautifully and impressively."

Hearing this compliment made Wang Xiulan feel incredibly light and comfortable.

"but……"

Zhao Shanhe changed the subject abruptly, deliberately letting out a sigh:

"It's the Lunar New Year, and the police officers at the station are quite busy. Don't trouble the public with such trivial family matters."

"Besides, no matter what, he's my father-in-law and my brother-in-law."

"Although they're heartless, trying to climb over the wall to steal things, I can't be unjust. If word gets out that I sent my father-in-law to jail, that wouldn't sound good, would it?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

The villagers looked at Zhao Shanhe with eyes that instantly filled with admiration.

"Listen to this! Listen to the grandeur of their land!"

"To let them get away with being bullied like this? That's what makes a person capable of great things!"

"That's real kindness and righteousness! Much better than those two!"

"Then... we're just going to release them like this?" Wang Xiulan was a little unwilling. This was a good opportunity for her to make a good impression on Zhao Shanhe.

"Let it go."

Zhao Shanhe waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away flies:

"Let them go home."

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at Li Baotian, who was standing in the crowd looking lost, seemingly casually.

"By the way, Aunt Wang."

Zhao Shanhe seemed to suddenly remember something:

"Was that Uncle Li just now?"

Wang Xiulan's heart skipped a beat; she sensed an opportunity had arrived: "Oh right! It's your Uncle Li! He just signed up too, but I don't know if it'll be successful..."

Zhao Shanhe smiled, a smile that was as warm and comforting as a spring breeze:

"I think Uncle Li is a strong and reliable man. It just so happens that my transport team is short of a security captain to lead the team. He can manage the warehouse and escort the vehicles. The job pays 60 yuan a month. I think Uncle Li is just right for the job."

60 yuan?! The security captain?!

Wang Xiulan felt her head buzz as if she had been hit by this huge pie.

She was hoping to get even a regular loader position, but instead she was given a team leader position! That's a job that involves managing people!

"Mountains and rivers...this...this..."

Wang Xiulan was so excited that her hands were trembling and her eyes were red. Now she was completely under Zhao Shanhe's control.

"Don't worry! Tell your Uncle Li to do a good job! Anyone who dares to cause trouble for you, I'll skin them alive!"

Zhao Shanhe smiled and nodded.

This combination of kindness and severity not only won over the hearts of the people but also completely bound Wang Xiulan to his cause.

Then, he slowly turned around and looked at Lin Dapao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Dapao thought he had escaped a disaster and was preparing to get up and slip away.

"Father, please don't leave yet."

Zhao Shanhe took a step forward, his leather boots crunching on the snow.

Lin Dapao froze, then forced a dry laugh: "Mountains... Mountains and rivers, Father knows he was wrong, I'll go back now..."

"go back?"

Zhao Shanhe sneered, a barely perceptible glint of coldness in his eyes: "Going back is fine, but I have something else to announce."

After saying that, he completely ignored the father and son, turned around, and shouted towards a corner of the crowd:

"Mother! Please come out for a moment!"

Liu, who had been hiding in the crowd, came out trembling. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at Lin Dapao. She twisted the hem of her clothes with both hands, looking very uneasy.

Zhao Shanhe strode over and, in front of hundreds of villagers, gently but firmly grabbed Liu's sleeve:

"Mother, you have to come with me today."

Liu was taken aback and subconsciously asked, "Where...where are you going?"

Zhao Shanhe raised his voice, speaking not only to Liu Shi, but also to Lin Dapao and the entire village:

"Let's go to town! To my house!"

"Xiu's business has grown big now, it's a business that can make you a millionaire, she's so busy every day. I don't trust outsiders, there has to be someone from my own family at home to help her take care of the children and cook."

At this point, Zhao Shanhe turned his head, his eyes, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling, fixed on Lin Dapao:

"Father, you're the head of the household, so I'm informing you about this."

"To support Xiu's career and to help her make big money, I'm taking Mom with me. You don't mind, do you?"

That's a truly ruthless move! They completely ignored the fact that the father and son were injured and needed care! They directly equated "taking away the mother-in-law" with "supporting their daughter to make a lot of money."

Lin Dapao's face turned green instantly.

He wasn't stupid; of course he knew that in his current wretched state, he needed Liu's service the most.

But Zhao Shanhe had just let him off the hook, and now he was pressing him with the big accusation of "building a career." If he dared to say "no," he would be considered ungrateful, and Zhao Shanhe might just call the police station back.

"This...this..."

Lin Dapao glanced at his son, who was groaning and clutching his crotch, then at Wang Xiulan, who was glaring at him menacingly. In the end, he could only swallow his anger and say, "Fine...go...go then..."

Zhao Shanhe nodded in satisfaction, giving the old man no chance to back out, and waved his hand directly at Ergaizi:

"Ergaizi! Hurry up!"

"Help the old lady into the car! Let's go home and have some meat!"

"Alright!" Erga Zi agreed, and without caring whether Liu had any luggage left, he helped Liu, who had long wanted to escape her misery, into the jeep.

Once Liu got into the car, the door slammed shut.

Zhao Shanhe then turned around and looked at Lin Dapao and Lin Qiang, who stood in the snow, their faces filled with despair. He walked to Lin Dapao's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Dad, from now on it'll just be the two of you living together."

"One has a broken back, the other has ruined his crotch, and no one is taking care of them."

"Tsk tsk tsk, these days... we'll just have to endure them."

After saying that, Zhao Shanhe patted Lin Dapao's pale old face, laughed loudly, and turned to get into the car.

"Whoosh—!!" The jeep kicked up a trail of snow dust and sped away.

Lin Dapao was left standing there, watching the taillights of the departing car, then looking at his son in a puddle of yellow water on the ground. His vision blurred, and he almost died of anger on the spot.