Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Chapter 100 Ah Chen, do you still know the director?

"Achen, thank you so much for last night. If it weren't for you, I really don't know if I could survive. Those people were too fierce. I, I'm timid... I didn't dare to help you..."

Zhang Xueyong apologized to Su Chen with guilt.

Su Chen smiled: "It's okay, I understand."

Ordinary people have no connections and no background. If they want to make a living in this mixed society, Zhang Xueyong is actually the best.

Don't fight for anything, otherwise you will be targeted by those ruffians, and you will be in trouble and your family will have no peace.

He is just more selfish.

He is not an ungrateful person. He came back with a lot of bags to thank him.

But Su Chen also knew that he would not take the initiative to help him in the future.

On the surface, Su Chen still asked about the situation.

Zhang Xueyong stayed in the police station for two hours. His younger brother Zhang Xueping also went to the police station later, but the whole family was frugal and didn't want to take a taxi back to Liangshan, so they sat at the bus station for more than two hours until the first bus departed.

They took money and bought things in the town, and then came back to the village to express their gratitude.

Zhang Mingshan was holding Old Man Su's hand tightly.

"Brother A Zong, this time it's all thanks to A Chen. You don't know what kind of life A Yong has lived in there. Not to mention that he didn't have enough food, he was not allowed to go to the toilet, and he was stabbed if he said he wanted to go~"

Thinking of what his eldest son said along the way, Zhang Mingshan was still a little scared.

"I heard that among those who were arrested, one died and one was seriously injured and sent to the hospital. I don't know whether he is dead or alive. These people are too cruel. They all have such long knives and guns..."

"Fortunately, fortunately we came to find A Chen, otherwise, otherwise... A Yong might really die."

Thinking of Su Chen's calculation that A Yong would die in five days last night, Che Hongying couldn't help crying again.

Liu Chunhua came out, learned about the situation, comforted a few words, and finally squinted.

"Achen and Yong grew up together, it's normal for him to help, why do you take so many things? No, no, take them home quickly."

"No, it's too much trouble for Achen, we have to take them, how can we feel at ease if we don't take them?"

There was a shove here, and the old man Qin was stunned and asked curiously: "What's going on? What happened to Ayong?"

Zhang Xueping sighed: "Old Uncle Qin, you don't know yet? My brother was arrested two days ago and I can't contact him..."

He told everything about the past two days, and finally thanked: "Fortunately, Brother Achen knows Chief Zhou, otherwise even if Brother Achen subdued everyone, those people have backers behind them, and they probably have to be released."

"You don't know, three police stations went out overnight to bring all the people back, and it was a big commotion."

Old Uncle Qin was surprised: "Achen, you also know the director? That's really promising."

In his opinion, the director is a big official.

Su Chen came home with a lot of shopping bags. He heard that he made a lot of money. Everyone was jealous, but he thought it was nothing.

In this era, if you do business well, you can really make money. For example, his son, who is very perceptive, opened a clothing store soon after he went to work in the south with his daughter-in-law, and made more than 100,000 yuan in the past two years.

When they came back the year before last, they were dressed very ostentatiously, and Old Tan scolded them and told them to hide their shortcomings, otherwise everyone in the village would ask them to do business with them, or come to borrow money, which would be a lot of trouble.

His son and daughter-in-law were also obedient. In two years, they gave Old Tan more than 10,000 yuan as filial piety, and later bought a house in the south.

So Su Chen made money, and Old Tan didn't think it was a big deal, but Su Chen knew a big official, which was unusual, it was like having a backer!

Look, when someone said something, three police stations were dispatched and more than a dozen people were brought back.

It's easier to get things done with someone, isn't it?

Old Tan was jealous.

It seems that A Zong's youngest son has become really capable in the city recently.

Zhang Mingshan's family pushed and shoved for a while, and Zhang Xueyong and Zhang Xueping helped to push the mill for a while. They left after doing their best.

Seeing how grateful they were, the neighbors asked the reason and were surprised and sighed.

"Did A Chen really find someone with the eight characters? This is too amazing, isn't it?"

"Is it true? A Ping went to the city to look for a day but there was no news, but A Chen knew where he was just by moving his fingers."

"It seems that Mrs. Liu was not boasting, she is really capable."

"Is it true? I really didn't see it before, such a lazy person~"

"I think it might be that A Hua died, and suddenly he realized and got the hang of it. Otherwise, why didn't he make money by his ability before?"

"I think so too..."

Niuwei Village is not big, and Zhang Xueyong's story spread quickly.

When the last bit of rice disappeared from the small hole of the millstone, Su Mao and A Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

Even with the labor-saving charms, they pushed the millstone so hard that it almost flew. It still took them half a day to grind so much rice.

They were not tired from pushing, but they were tired from standing.

Fortunately, they could take turns.

With his son and grandson around, Old Man Su naturally didn't have to do anything. He followed Ah Hu and Ah Tang to split bamboo strips and made a paper horse.

Later, he urged Su Chen to teach him how to paste and color the paper horse. Su Chen took the time to teach him when he was not pushing the millstone. He went back to the house to see little Ah Yun. Seeing that the little guy was awake, he fed him milk and changed his diaper.

"I'll do it, Ah Chen, you finally have a day to rest at home, just play."

Five children, how can they play?

After putting the ground rice soup into a cloth bag and tying it tightly, and piling clean stones on top, Su Chen packed some sugar and peanuts and asked Su Mao and A Liang to take them back to his sister-in-law, nephews and nieces to satisfy their cravings.

Later, he started to boil water for the child to take a bath and was busy washing clothes. Liu Chunhua felt distressed and found Old Man Su and said she wanted to see Su Chen.

"Ahua has not even passed away for a full month. What nonsense are you talking about? Don't go back and make A Chen sad again." Old Man Su rolled his eyes.

Liu Chunhua sighed: "A Chen can't wash clothes. It's so cold. Don't you feel sorry for him?"

Old Man Su pouted: "Why didn't you feel sorry when you asked me to rub the diaper? I'm almost sixty."

"You old man, you deserve to be cold to death."

"Hey~"

Su Chen found it funny when he heard it.

But think about it.

My parents are in their fifties and sixties. Although they are still strong, they can't be so busy all day.

When we get to the city, we should ask someone to help with the laundry.

One day passed, and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

The drizzle turned into a drizzle.

Su Chen finally had some free time, so he took out his sword and walked out with an umbrella.

He started to move, and there was a squeak behind him.