Happy village salted fish

One afternoon in the summer of 1972.

In a shabby alley in a village in Chaoshan, Guangdong Province.

One of them was dressed in tattered clothes and was full of patches. From the perspective of the 21st century, this person was most likely a man dressed as a beggar.

At this moment, he was holding a stick and constantly provoking a man who looked more like a beggar than him while shouting with a frightened expression and trembling voice.

"Liu Meng, wake up. Don't f * cking play dead. I know that I can't kill you with my stick, so wake up. You don't have to scare me. I'm not afraid…" Let me tell you…"

Afraid that the person on the ground did not hear him clearly, he shouted again,"You, you, you…" Hurry up and wake up.

You, you... If you wake up.

I, I, I…I won't hold it against you for stealing my rice.

You, you... Hurry up and wake up, or I'll pee on your head!"

Of course, this man dressed as a beggar was not a real beggar. He was a farmer in this village, a very simple farmer.

His outfit was also very simple and normal. At least in this era, most farmers dressed like this.

The man who was lying on the ground motionless and being stirred up by him with a stick was not a beggar either.

He was a loafer in the village. He was the kind of person who refused to work in the fields to earn work points, but liked to wander around the village. Occasionally, he would sneak into other people's houses and steal other people's food.

The reason for this was because the man who was shouting had found out that the Liuzi lying on the ground had stolen rice from the man's house.

Then, the man who shouted angrily chased after Mr. Liuzi with a wooden stick. After successfully catching up to Mr. Liuzi, he gave him a blow from behind. In the end, it became like this…

Back to the topic, the man who shouted went from doubtful to uncertain, and then to certain that he had already killed the man with a stick…

Mr. Liuzi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sat up without any warning. He was holding his head and screaming in pain while panting heavily. Whoosh... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Damn, I almost died. Huff huff huff, you scared me to death. Huff huff…"

"Oh my god, Liu Gang, you're finally awake. I was almost scared to death by you. I thought I killed you. I thought I was going to be shot. Sob, sob, sob, you scared me to death, sob, sob, sob…" When the man saw that Mr. Liuzi had come back to life, he didn't go up to help him up. Instead, he sat on the ground and wailed loudly as if he had just survived a disaster.

"Hooligan ~~ Your grandpa!!"

"You're a man and you're calling me a hooligan? Are you f * cking crazy?"

"Also, where the f * ck did you come from, beggar? With your clothes, it's a waste of resources if you don't go on TikTok and start a livestream to scam some money, do you know that??"

Mr. Liuzi roared at the man angrily. Before he could react, he stood up from the ground while clutching his head. He looked at the man who was about to throw the rod away and roared at him angrily again,"Also, why does my head hurt so much? And why is there such a big bump? Did you sneak attack me?"

F * ck, do you think I'm blind? The stick is right behind you. There's no need to hide. I can already see that the stick in your hand is the weapon.

You even dared to hit my sweet potato. Have you never died before or are you f * cking tired of living because you've encountered some troubles?"

It was the first time the man was facing such a fierce Mr. Liuzi, and he was a little scared. He quickly retreated and thought to himself,'Oh my god, when did Mr. Liuzi become so fierce? I remember he used to be quite afraid of me, the captain. Could it be that I hit someone's brain with this stick, and then he became fierce…'

However, he quickly remembered that he was Captain Liuzi's man, so he immediately picked up the rod again. He regained his masculinity and roared at Mr. Liuzi angrily,"Why are you being so fierce to me? Is there any use in being fierce to me? Also, have you forgotten who the f * ck I am?

Remember, I'm your f * cking captain. I'm the captain of our production team, Liu Yaguang. And you bastard, your own name is f * cking Liu Gang, and you're blaming me for calling you Liu Gang? You're the one who's f * cking sick, alright?!

"In the end, you didn't work hard in the fields to earn work points, but you came to my house to steal food all day. If you did it once or twice, I would let it go. If you came back every two or three days, did you think it was too much for me to hit you?

When I was beating you up just now, I didn't shout for the thief to be caught, nor did I call the entire village to beat you up. I was already very f * cking kind! You ungrateful loafer!"

"What is he talking about?"

Mr. Liuzi, who had no idea what Liu Yaguang was talking about, looked around in confusion and then looked at his own clothes in confusion.

In the end, he really couldn't think of a way to deal with Mr. Liuzi, so he chose to pretend that he had lost his memory. He looked at Liu Yaguang and asked,"Aiya, not good. My head hurts. Eh? Why can't I remember anything?" Where was this place? Who are you? And why are you holding a stick? Are you going to hit me?"

Originally, Mr. Liuzi only wanted to pretend that he had lost his memory and get through the trouble in front of him before talking about anything else.

In the end, the heavy injuries on the back of his head and the weakness of his body made him instantly lose all his strength while pretending to have amnesia. Then, he fell to the ground and fainted…

"Eh, what's wrong with you now? Mr. Liuzi, stop pretending. I know you're fine. You were fine just now. How could you faint just like that? You're too fake!"

"Mr. Liuzi, you don't have to scare me…Hey, hey, hey, don't lie down and not get up. Aiyo, damn, why did you fall down again? Mr. Liuzi, don't die, I don't want to be shot at!"

"Let's check his breathing and heartbeat first. If he dies, I'll run away overnight. If he doesn't die, I'll drag him to see him. His heartbeat is still breathing, and it hasn't stopped. I don't have to run anymore. However, I have to be prepared for major bleeding."

"Sigh, I'm useless. Why would I hit him when I had nothing better to do? It's not like he's been stealing from the villagers for a day or two. Is there a need for me to do that? Sigh!"

Liu Yaguang, who had thought that Mr. Liuzi was pretending to faint, went forward to test him and confirmed that he was really unconscious. He had no choice but to carry Mr. Liuzi and send him back to his own home…

"Not good! Team 3's captain, Liu Yaguang, has killed his production team's Mr. Liuzi! Everyone, come and control him!!"

"Help! Our village has gone crazy! Team Three's captain, Liu Yaguang, has gone crazy! Everyone, run! Otherwise, we'll become the second loafers!!"

"Everyone, run! Everyone, run! Team Three's captain, Liu Yaguang, has gone crazy! He killed the village's loafers! Everyone, run! He's gone crazy!"

"Everyone, run quickly. Run to the field and call the adults back. Otherwise, Liu Yaguang will silence us and kill us too. Everyone, run…"

"Wahhh…How scary, Zhu Bu's father is actually a big bad guy. Wahhh, don't kill me, I'm a good child, I'll work hard in the future, not like a loafer."

It was unknown if it was a coincidence or if God was playing with Liu Yaguang, but just as Liu Yaguang was about to carry Mr. Liuzi and leave, a large group of seven or seven-year-old children from the village happened to pass by. They happened to see Liu Yaguang and Mr. Liuzi, who looked like a dead man.

When these children saw Liu Yaguang and Mr. Liuzi, they were shocked.

He first looked at the bloodstains on the ground, then at the bloodstains on Mr. Liuzi's head and Liu Yaguang's cudgel.

Then, they combined Liu Yaguang's actions of carrying Mr. Liuzi like he was carrying a dead pig.

Then, they thought of a murder case. Then, they were scared by their own conclusion and ran away crying.

These children ran very fast. They didn't even give Liu Yaguang a chance to explain and quickly ran away.

Some of them ran to the fields of the production team, while others ran to the place where the village production team worked. Then, they called back the adults who were working…

The incident of the S-man in the village was a rather big deal in this era.

There was a ninety-eight percent chance that the criminal would be dragged to target practice.

Therefore, after the children shouted, over a hundred villagers from their own village, neighboring villages, and neighboring villages immediately rushed toward Liu Yaguang and Mr. Liuzi…

The villagers didn't even give Liu Yaguang a chance to explain. They directly knocked away the stick in his hand with their long sticks, then swarmed up and tied him up. Finally, they sent him to the ancestral hall and locked him up, waiting for the village chief to deal with him…

Mr. Liuzi, who had fallen into a coma again, was sent home by the village leader. He also arranged for someone to give him some simple treatment and bandages. In the end, he was thrown into his bed and left to his own devices…

[Warm Reminder: Please treat this as a fictional historical novel. Don't mind that the things in it are different from reality in the 1970s. This is a novel…]