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Chapter 076 Little Fat Was Beaten Up

Qin Fan smiled and said: "Uncle, I don't have any magic. It was Sun Xinsheng himself who proposed to build the road at that time."

He thought for a while and decided not to talk about the things he met in the city yesterday.

Niu Dasheng glanced at it and shook his head and smiled, "Xiao Fan, don't hide it from your uncle. Sun Xinsheng will definitely not be willing to bring it up on his own, but it's not important to ask these questions now. Just the fact that you can make him do this is already amazing."

"Uncle, it's not me who's amazing, it's you who are amazing. It's already amazing that you can send an unrelated child to university." Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Hey, they are all people with children. If he looks pitiful, anyone will help him!" Niu Dasheng smiled, turned to look at Qin Fan and said: "Xiao Fan, since someone is funding the road construction, you should concentrate on it."

Be your chicken farm, and now our village will rely on you to make a fortune."

"Uh, Uncle, I feel so stressed when you say that!" Qin Fan was speechless for a while, and then he said seriously: "Actually, I think that if our village wants to get rid of poverty, we must not only build roads, but also focus on other aspects at the same time."

"Oh? Tell me about it!" Niu Dasheng asked with great interest.

Qin Fan said with a smile: "Look at the beautiful scenery of our village. There are virgin forests, lakes and so on. It would be great if we can develop a tourist and cultural attraction in the future. But the problem is that we have to change the style of our village first, and education is required.

Start from childhood, such as building schools and so on. In the future, those children will not have to go to other villages seven or eight miles away to study every day."

"Oh, that's what you said," Niu Dasheng nodded.

There used to be a primary school in the village, but due to poor conditions and collapsed classrooms, no one was willing to be a teacher. Later, the children in the village went to primary schools in neighboring villages to study.

"Uncle, I will fund this school when the time comes," Qin Fan said with a smile.

In fact, he originally wanted to wait until the road was repaired before building the primary school, but fortunately, now that there are people paying for the road construction, building the primary school is on the agenda.

Uncle Niu looked at Qin Fan and said, "Xiao Fan, let me go up there first and see how much money I can allocate. Then it won't be too late for you to come out."

"That's okay!"

As they talked, the two arrived at Maixiang Village. As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the village, some people gathered around the village and seemed to be talking about something.

"What's going on, Old Chen?" Niu Dasheng asked as he walked into the crowd, and Qin Fan followed behind him, vaguely feeling that something had happened.

"Hey, village chief, you are back. At noon, the young man from our village came back from the neighboring village. He got thirsty on the way, so he picked a melon in the melon field by the roadside. As a result, he was discovered by the son of a melon man.

I brought someone to beat the little fat guy, and the beating was quite serious."

Old Chen sighed and continued: "The little fat lady was so angry that she went to argue with that person, but she was also beaten up."

"There is such a thing!" Niu Dasheng said angrily.

After hearing this, Qin Fan went directly to Xiaopang's house without saying a word. As expected, he saw four or five villagers standing in the yard of Xiaopang's house.

The little fat girl's face was swollen and she was wiping away tears, while the little fat girl's face was already swollen, her eyes were narrowed into slits, her lips were turned up, and her body was bruised and purple.

Seeing being beaten like this, Qin Fan gritted his teeth with hatred.

Damn, this bully doesn't do that. Besides, in his eyes, although Xiaopang is stupid, he has always treated him as his younger brother. Now that his younger brother was beaten, Qin Fan was very angry.

When Xiaopang saw Qin Fan coming, tears burst into his eyes and he said aggrievedly: "Brother Xiaofan."

Qin Fan patted Qin Fan's head, "Stop crying, you will take me to find them later."

"Xiao Fan, don't go. That family is very cruel. Even your aunt was beaten up when she went there," someone said.

"Yeah, I think it's best for the village chief to come forward and resolve this matter!" someone suggested.

Qin Fan just nodded and said nothing, but walked to the little fat lady and said: "Aunt, don't cry. My uncle is not at home and you are being bullied. We definitely can't bear this tone. Now I will take it with you."

Fatty, come over."

"Xiaofan, it's better not to go, they are arrogant and unreasonable!" the little fat lady shook her head and said.

"Auntie, please leave it alone, I'll go over and discuss it!" Qin Fan turned around and pulled Xiaopang out of the door.

Seeing that Qin Fan was about to vent his anger, the others immediately followed him. After passing by the village, many people followed him.

The melon field was not far from Maixiang Village. Qin Fan arrived in half an hour, followed by more than a dozen villagers.

"Are you the one who beat him?" Qin Fan glared at the tall and powerful young man in front of him. He was followed by four or five men. Qin Fan could tell that he was on guard.

"So what if it's me?" The young man looked at Qin Fan with disdain and snorted: "It didn't work when he called his mother before. Why did he send a stupid boy like you now and bring the whole village with him?

Man, do you want to start a group fight?"

Qin Fan glanced at the other party and sneered: "It's okay to fight in a group, but I won't fight in a group with you."

"Hmph, it's good to be self-aware. Get out of here. You people from Maixiang Village don't mess with us Zhouyao people. You're not ashamed to go to other people's fields to steal food if you don't have any money!" someone said from behind.

"Boy, how did your father teach you how to be a good person? If you dare to say nonsense again, I will break your legs!" Someone in Maixiang Village suddenly cursed.

"If I were that kid's father, I should have shot him against the wall without any education!"

The atmosphere suddenly became cold. At this time, more than 20 villagers came to Zhouyao Village.

The incident had caused a big fuss between the two villages before. Now this is not only a grudge between the two families, but has also escalated into a dispute between the two villages. This is related to the reputation of a village.

"I think your Maixiang Village is looking for trouble today, right?" The leader was a thick man, tall and burly.

Someone in Maixiang Village was about to scold him when Qin Fan suddenly waved his hand to silence him.

When the scene became quiet, Qin Fan walked over and said with a cold expression: "We are not looking for trouble today, but are trying to be reasonable."

"Being reasonable?" The young man raised his head and smiled, pointed at Xiaopang and said, "He is a melon thief, but he still has the nerve to reason with us?"

Qin Fan smiled, but did not take action. Instead, he pulled Xiaopang over and said, "It's wrong for my brother to eat your melons. How much does one sweet potato cost for you? I'll pay you. In addition, I'll ask my brother to apologize to you. You

What do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the discussion in Maixiang Village suddenly exploded. It shouldn't be, Qin Fan came here to vent his anger, why now he not only has to pay, but also apologizes.

On the other hand, Zhouyao Village, after being stunned for a moment, suddenly burst into laughter.

"Damn it, this silly boy can't be a fool like that fat man."

Immediately, the young man became even more arrogant. He walked out and said angrily: "A melon costs ten yuan. Hurry up and pay for it and ask him to come over and apologize!"


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