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Chapter 83 I, Lin Chuan, a Pillar of the Nation

After the old man and his group joined in, the pace quickened, and they finished a little after five o'clock, when it was already broad daylight.

Large basins of meat were stacked in a shady place, and everyone was all smiles. Grandma brought over a cup of tea.

"Xiao Chuan, are you tired? Are you hungry? Are you sleepy? Grandma will go cook something, have something to eat and then take a nap, okay?"

"Grandma, let me do it."

Seeing pig's blood reminded Lin Chuan of a sauerkraut and blood sausage dish a friend from Northeast China had made for him, and he felt a bit hungry, so he volunteered to cook it.

Although there's no pickled cabbage or blood sausage, braised pork blood with pickled vegetables should be fine, right?

It turns out that it really works; pickled vegetables should be cooked. Pickled vegetables that have been soaked to remove the salt and absorbed plenty of oil are so delicious.

"Xiao Chuan is so capable. He's good at studying and his cooking is so delicious."

No one cared whether the breakfast was greasy or not; everyone ate with gusto, their mouths greasy, and they were generous with their praise.

After finishing his meal, Lin Chuan didn't care about indigestion. He took a shower and went to sleep. Anyway, with his physical condition, indigestion wouldn't be a big deal.

Lin Chuan slept until a little after one o'clock. When he woke up, everyone was taking a nap. He left a note and went straight out.

After slaughtering the pig in the morning, the old man was planning to take the meat to the county to sell, but Lin Chuan stopped him.

In rural areas, before refrigerators existed, every household had a shady place to store things. Some were by the well, and some were behind the house where the sun never shone.

These places are generally ten degrees Celsius lower than normal, so meat won't spoil even after a day.

Lin Chuan planned to use his pig king's sense of smell tonight to go and pull off a big heist, then sell them all together tomorrow.

With so much meat, how to sell it was a problem. At this moment, he naturally thought of his dear brother-in-law and good older brother.

Lin Chuan's trip was to the county to discuss sales channels with them.

Today, we slaughtered five pigs, and not counting the heads and internal organs, we got over 700 jin of meat. With so much meat, I probably wouldn't be able to sell it all by setting up a stall myself.

Lin Chuan estimated that tonight's harvest was quite substantial, and he planned to have them send another car to pick him up tomorrow morning.

Lin Chuan naturally knew the route to the county town. It was a half-hour walk to the village office of Siji Mountain Village, where there were buses to the county town.

However, the vehicles to the mountain villages only run twice a day. One departs at eight in the morning, returns for lunch, and then departs again at one o'clock, returning at five in the evening.

The noon time had passed, and Lin Chuan didn't go to the village office. Instead, he walked through the jungle and took the mountain road to the county.

Along the way, we caught a few more rabbits and pheasants, which was perfect, so we wouldn't go empty-handed when we visited them.

At three o'clock, Lin Chuan arrived in the county town. He was carrying his game, strung together with vines, and was about to head to the police station when a loud shout suddenly came from behind him:

"stop."

Lin Chuan turned around and saw that it was Zhao Yang, whose slap mark on his face had not yet faded.

Zhao Yang glared at Lin Chuan with hatred. Seeing Lin Chuan stop, he stormed forward, his hand almost poking Lin Chuan's forehead.

"Okay, I finally caught you. Try to dodge, try to dodge again."

Lin Chuan saw a middle-aged man standing not far away, who looked almost exactly like Zhao Yang. It seemed that this must be the "police station chief dad" that Zhao Yang always talked about.

Lin Chuan's eyes darted around, and he slapped Zhao Yang's hand away: "Are you crazy? Why would I dodge?"

Zhao Yang clutched his hand, tears welling in his eyes from the pain: "You still say you didn't hide? Then why weren't you home yesterday?"

"Oh, it seems you went to our village to look for me yesterday. What did you want?"

Seeing his son clutching his hand and having been wronged, the director's father stepped forward:

"You must be Lin Chuan. Do you know that hitting someone is illegal? Look at the state you've left Xiao Yang. I advise you to turn yourself in at the station. Otherwise, you might get away with it, but you won't be able to hide forever."

Who are you?

Zhao Yang retorted angrily, "What are you pretending for? This is my dad, can't you tell?"

"What am I pretending for? I don't recognize your dad at all."

"Are you blind? We look so alike, anyone would know he's my dad."

"That's not necessarily true. Looking alike only means you were born to him, it has nothing to do with whether he is your father or not."

Zhao Yang's mind went blank for two seconds before he realized what Lin Chuan meant.

His father, the director, had always been his source of confidence, and Lin Chuan's words made him lose his temper.

"I'll fight you to the death."

Then, Zhao Yang was lifted up by Lin Chuan with one hand.

"Enough!" the director's father roared.

"Lin Chuan, watch your attitude. I'm ordering you now to turn yourself in at the Dahai Town Police Station before dark. Otherwise, you can't escape your fate. Don't force me to bring people to arrest you."

"Oh, Deputy Director Zhao, you've got quite the nerve. May I ask what law I've broken? If you're going to arrest me, you should at least give me a reason."

"Just for assaulting someone and disturbing public order, I can arrest you."

"Are you blind? It was clearly your son who was about to rush up and hit me. I just picked him up. How did I hit him?"

He also disrupted public order. A deputy director, not a high-ranking official, but with a lot of bureaucratic airs.

"You," Lin Chuan's words infuriated Zhao Yang's father.

Damn it, the deputy director is still the director! He's one of the top figures in town. When has he ever been treated like this?

Lin Chuan had already been disliked by Zhao Yang's father when he mentioned his appearance before, and now he held a grudge against him even more.

Taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Yang's father steadied himself and said in a deep voice:

"Don't try to deny it. The slap mark on my son's face hasn't faded yet. The facts are right here, and your denials won't help."

"Oh, you mean this?" Lin Chuan glanced at Zhao Yang's face and said with a smile:

"Who can prove that I hit you? I'll say it was you! I'm going to report you! How can a deputy director be abusing his wife and children?"

Zhao Yang kicked his legs wildly in the air: "Lin Chuan, you dare to do it but not admit it, what kind of man are you?"

"I may not be a man, but I'm still better than some people who are such grown men and still wet their pants."

"You're lying, I didn't."

Zhao Yang's father stood to the side, feeling a bit of a headache. He hadn't expected Lin Chuan to be so difficult to deal with.

However difficult he may be, he is ultimately just a peasant and can't cause any trouble. Once he's in the police station, he can be manipulated however he wants.

"Lin Chuan, stop making trouble. It's useless. I hope to see you turn yourself in before dark today, otherwise I will personally lead people to Qiaotouwan to arrest you tomorrow."

"Haha, Deputy Director Zhao is really funny. Do you think I'm made of clay? You think you can just arrest me whenever you want?"

Lin Chuan puffed out his chest: "I, Lin Chuan, a dignified student admitted to No. 1 High School, a pillar of the nation who will soon be attending No. 1 High School."

You're arresting me without any evidence? What reason do you have? Just because you're the deputy director? You think you can do it without proof?

My teacher never taught me that. What my teacher taught me was that the law also requires evidence. I'll go find my teacher in a bit and ask him if he taught me something wrong.

If that doesn't work, I'll go to the Education Bureau, the County Public Security Bureau, the County Government, and petition them. I'll see what they say.

Does the deputy director have the power to override the law? Can he arrest people without any evidence?

Or, why don't you try doing it now? Let's see if I resist.

As they were talking, Lin Chuan let go of Zhao Yang, who lost his balance and fell on his butt. He clutched his backside and looked at his father.