The male supporting character was actually myself.

"Dad, let's eat first."

When Song Aiwan brought the lunchbox over, her hands were trembling with excitement.

Three large boxes, filled with fragrant white rice and two stir-fried dishes—tomato and egg and stir-fried pork.

The box was nearly half full of glistening slices of lean and fatty meat, soaking into the rice and smelling so delicious it made your mouth water. There were also large, golden chunks of egg and bright red, sweet and sour tomatoes. In early spring, when vegetables were scarce, it was such a luxury that she didn't know what to say.

"My daughter..." Song Qingshan held his chopsticks, looking at the delicious food in the lunchbox, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

It was obvious that Jiang Chen was after his daughter, which was why he had given so many things, both openly and secretly. In addition, he needed help to resolve the issue of her household registration, so he felt like he was selling his daughter.

"What's wrong, Dad? Eat it while it's hot, this rice smells so good!" Song Aiwan set aside some of her portion for her father and younger brother. "I can't eat this much, you two eat more."

"I don't believe Jiang Chen would offer any compensation for impersonating someone else. You've brought rice, flour, oil, meat, cloth, textbooks, and a teacher's employment certificate on this trip."

My dear daughter, you must understand the saying, "He who takes a bribe is bound to be grateful."

She poked at the rice in her lunchbox with her chopsticks, her face flushed as she made up her mind: "Other girls have matchmakers coming to their door when they're fifteen or sixteen, but I'm already twenty and there's not a single person asking me to marry them."

I'm fed up with those rascals making dirty jokes and teasing me all the time!

If Jiang Chen could treat our family well, protect us, and ensure we live a life of luxury without being bullied, no one would be more suitable than him.

"Sigh..." Song Qingshan sighed heavily.

Song Aiguo's mind was still on his books. While stuffing fragrant slices of meat into his mouth, he muttered, "Sister, you should also hurry up and study. We'll both get into university and go far away. You don't have to suffer by following a scoundrel."

"What you take from others, you will have to pay back sooner or later."

"Once I get into university and start earning money, I'll pay him back tenfold or a hundredfold!"

"Alright, let's eat first and talk about it later."

After the three members of the Song family finished their meal and tidied up, the candles in the outer room were not extinguished until very late.

From that day on, several small changes occurred in Lijiazhuang.

Song Aiguo became even more taciturn, even muttering to himself while working. Several young women who had initially been interested in him because of his handsome appearance lost interest after seeing his current state, thinking he might have suffered a mental breakdown. They abandoned their romantic intentions and instead set their sights on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen is even more impressive than before!

It wasn't about his behavior, but his lifestyle. Nobody knew where he got his money, and nobody dared to ask, but when he rode that brand-new, stylish motorcycle through the mountain roads, everyone in the village stared in disbelief.

Unfortunately, his attitude towards Song Aiwan also became more direct.

He would arrange for her to work with him every few days, and the two of them would often be seen together, chatting and laughing.

Song Aiwan's family's clothing and daily necessities also became more fashionable. They wore all kinds of new floral jackets, and even the dining table had meat and white flour. They used fragrant face cream, and their makeup made them look even more delicate and beautiful.

She became even more beautiful, and no one dared to make lewd jokes or tease her anymore. After all, the last guy who dared to do that and even tried to take advantage of her is now bruised and battered and too ashamed to go out.

[Mission: Help the village chief move Song Aiguo's family out of their mud-brick house and into a shack in the wild jujube forest. Reward: One-time use C-grade item.]

A few days later, in the middle of the night, the main system suddenly issued a task, leaving Jiang Chen completely bewildered.

Kick them out?

Was this part in the script?

He flipped through the script carefully but couldn't find such a plot.

"This is a total rip-off!" It wasn't written in the plot, but the main system issued a task that I still had to complete, and I didn't even have time to prepare in advance.

The little white cat, half asleep, shook its fur and asked softly, "Host, are we going to bully the protagonist's family again?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Before he could answer, he heard someone banging on the wooden door.

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang, come quick, something terrible has happened!" Skinny Li Changgeng knocked on the door and whispered in front of the bright white window paper, "The village chief led a group of people to Old Song's house, saying that they don't have household registration in Li Family Village, that they are parasites who eat and live for free, and that they are going to kick them out!"

Knowing what was going on, Jiang Chen quickly got dressed, not even bothering to close the door or button it up, and followed Li Changgeng out of the village.

"Brother Jiang, I'm just passing on the news. I can't speak up over there, and I can't let the village chief know that I told you, so I won't go over there. Take care of yourself, I have to go back now." Skinny Monkey led him for a while, then pointed to a fork in the road not far away and said, "The village chief and the others went this way. If you take the shortcut and run fast, you can still catch up."

Chapter Ten: Who Do You Think You Are?

The village party secretary inherited his father's watch, attaching the dial to a dark blue cloth strip with meticulous stitching and wearing it on his wrist. He glanced at it in the flickering light of his pipe; it was already 11:30 p.m.

The villagers have always worked from sunrise to sunset, and by this time they are already fast asleep. The village is so quiet that you can only occasionally hear the call of a wild cat in the distance.

"Hurry up and try not to make any big fuss." He lowered his voice and instructed a dozen or so farmers with shabby clothes and dark necks: "That kid Jiang Chen is too difficult to deal with. If he finds out about this, he will definitely cause a huge uproar."

Let them leave tonight. When Jiang Chen sees the house empty tomorrow morning, he won't be able to do anything about it, right?

"The village secretary is right." The current village chief tempted as he walked, "Once we drive that whole family out of Lijiazhuang, we can share any extra grain we get when it's distributed."

Remember, keep your mouth shut!

"Anyone who dares to tell anyone about this and offend that kid Jiang Chen should think about what to do."

"Don't worry, everyone understands!"

"With such good news, who would want to tell anyone?"

"Let's go, let's go, it's just ahead, let's smash the door and go in!"

…………

A group of people, keeping their voices down, marched out of the village and headed straight for the remote mud-brick houses on a chilly early spring night.

The current village chief, Li Zhenxing, also came from a background of thugs and hooligans.

Ever since the old village chief was forced to abandon his duties and prevent his son from taking over the position after being tormented by Jiang Chen and his group, Li Zhenxing seized the opportunity to win over some people and force himself into the position of village chief.

However, Jiang Chen is usually too domineering and has real power; Li Zhenxing only holds a nominal title and has no real power.

He had long taken a liking to Song Qingshan's daughter. Although the girl had suffered from lack of food and clothing and lived in a cowshed and endured struggle sessions since childhood, it did not hinder her growth and development in the slightest.

With that figure and that pretty face, she'd be one of the best, not just in the village, but even in the town!

The problem was that Song Aiwan refused to comply no matter what, and he was afraid that if things got too tense and his wife found out, he would be charged with hooliganism and could be shot.

Recently, she got on Jiang Chen's bandwagon, and it seems that her popularity has soared, making her even more attractive and alluring, but it looks like she has no chance at all.

Just recently, the higher-ups were talking about collectively processing household registration certificates, and when we checked the village's records, we discovered that Song Qingshan's family hadn't been registered!

Isn't that a coincidence?

Use this as an excuse to drive their whole family out of Lijiazhuang!

Song Qingshan, that old codger, was a notorious good-for-nothing. He could only spout nonsense and couldn't handle anything. His family of three, living in Lijiazhuang, didn't even have a household registration certificate and were dirt poor. When they were desperate, he conveniently took advantage of the situation and got Song Aiwan married.

These days, a young woman's innocence is the most important thing, and she's smart enough not to make a fuss about it.

Jiang Chen will definitely step in and help them get their household registration sorted out. Before long, the Song family will be able to return to the village with their heads held high.

Now that Song Aiwan has a weakness in her grasp, she can call him out for a secret rendezvous every now and then, and maybe even get that unlucky guy Jiang Chen to raise her son!

The more he thought about it, the smuger he became. Li Zhenxing felt that his move was truly brilliant.

These helpers are only after a little bit of food. They're just making empty promises now, but once Jiang Chen gets the Song family registered, those promises will be gone. They'll resent Jiang Chen, not themselves.

The only thing to consider is how to seize the best opportunity, when the Song family is unable to contact Jiang Chen and is in despair, so that he can secretly take action against Song Aiwan.

"Dangdang!"

The door to the dilapidated house was kicked open, and more than a dozen people rushed in amidst Song Aiwan's screams that woke her up. The village secretary grabbed Song Qingshan, who was a step behind and didn't react in time, and threw him to the ground, coldly scolding, "What are you shouting for? You don't have any household registration in the village, so get out of here!"

"None of you are from our village. You've been loitering around Lijiazhuang for years, eating and drinking for free. We've already shown you mercy by not pursuing your corrupt practices. Now get out of here!"

Song Aiwan slept in the inner room, which was separated from the other room by a wooden door.

Li Zhenxing rushed over to break down the door but failed. Song Aiwan was so frightened that she shouted for help while frantically putting on her clothes.

Song Aiguo slept on a large kang (heated brick bed) with his father. He was often dragged out of bed in the middle of the night and beaten and scolded since he was a child, which caused him to develop a conditioned reflex of stiffening his whole body and trembling so much that he couldn't even speak.

"You dare to break into a young woman's room in the middle of the night? You have some nerve!"

Just as a group of people rushed in, kicking and dragging the Song family out, Jiang Chen, who was a step too slow, arrived and angrily shouted, "Let me see who's here. Tomorrow morning, I'll drag you all to the police station and sentence you to hooliganism!"

The bright flashlights shone on the group of people who broke in, who hurriedly covered their eyes. Upon hearing the voice of Jiang Chen, the "Living Yama," everyone felt a chill run down their spines.

Li Zhenxing was relieved that he hadn't managed to break down the wooden door to the inner room. He stuck out his neck and shouted, "Jiang Chen, stop spouting nonsense! Who's the hooligan? It's clearly the Song family who are the hooligans and parasites!"

Do you even know that they don't have household registration in Lijiazhuang at all? They're not from our village, so they've been living and eating here for years. I'm just doing my duty according to the law and cleaning up their household!

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief after glancing inside and finding the door tightly closed.

Tiger strode forward and punched Li Zhenxing, who was trying to break down the door, to the ground. He then followed up with a barrage of punches and kicks, cursing as he beat him, "You son of a bitch! You even want to bully my woman, you're asking for trouble!"

"Host, I went to see Song Aiwan and she's probably scared and crying." The little white cat jumped onto his shoulder and whispered.

Li Zhenxing rolled around on the ground, covering his head with both hands, shouting and begging for mercy. The others dared not step forward to stop him and collectively retreated.

The village secretary, probably feeling embarrassed, muttered awkwardly, "You, you shouldn't be so arrogant. Anyway, they don't have household registration, so they have to move out and can't live in the village houses!"

"That's right, if you don't have a household registration, you're not a member of our village!"

"If unregistered residents are investigated, what if they are spies sent by hostile forces?"

"We can't distribute food to them anymore!"

A few people mustered up their courage but didn't dare to say a word, but after being glanced at by Jiang Chen, they all shrank back and dared not utter a sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Zhenxing rolled to the side, got up covered in dirt, and hid at the back, not daring to breathe loudly, for fear of being dragged out and operated on again.

Jiang Chen knocked on the wooden door of the inner room and said gently, "Xiao Wan, take your time packing, don't rush. Pack everything up."

He then turned to look at the terrified Song Aiguo, sighed, and helped Song Qingshan, who was only wearing his underwear, up from the ground. He patiently instructed him, "Since these people are investigating based on your household registration, you should move out tonight."

It's not safe to walk on mountain roads in the middle of the night.

Village Chief Li, surely the shack over in the wild jujube grove outside our village can provide them with a place to stay for the night?

Hearing him call him "Village Chief Li" in a cold tone, Li Zhenxing, whose whole body was aching terribly, twisted his legs and casually replied, "Well, that's fine too. Anyway, we need to clear out the houses in the village as soon as possible. We'll need them tomorrow!"

“Well, let’s each take a step back.” Jiang Chen shone his flashlight on each of the people who had broken in in the middle of the night, making them dodge. “The three members of the Song family will stay in the wild jujube grove for the night. I’ll bear with this inconvenience for them.”

The others should take care of themselves.

Li Zhenxing, you should resign voluntarily tomorrow. You're not cut out for the position of village chief. Let Li Changgeng from the old village chief's family take over; he's definitely better than you.

"What kind of village chief are you, bullying even the members of your own team!"