Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 213 She Can’t Turn the World Upside Down

Chapter 213: Chapter 213 She Can’t Turn the World Upside Down

County Chief Guo said, "If one does not sweep his own house, how can he sweep the world? If he can’t manage his own family members, how can he manage the affairs of the village? This incident has also served as a wake-up call for us. Our cadre team really needs to reflect on ourselves."

After seeing off the county chief, Wang Tiejun then said, "Alright, everyone disperse."

After they finished eating, Stone went back to Lu Yichen’s courtyard to study. He hadn’t looked at a book all day, and Lu Yichen had instructed him to catch up on today’s studies since school was about to start in a few days.

Once he had washed the dishes and tidied up, Lu Yichen said, "Lock up early and go to sleep tonight, and don’t open the door for anyone who knocks; I’m afraid the Zhang family might come looking for you again. The police station has already gathered all the evidence.

Zhang Qiaoyan will be sent to the detention center tomorrow. She’s not yet eighteen years old, but it’s certain she’ll end up in juvie, so the Zhang family will definitely want you to lighten up and not pursue the matter.

If you feel like they’re too bothersome, you could just go stay in the city for a few days; after all, the house there is all set up too. You could use some peace and quiet."

Luo Qiao said, "I understand. Tomorrow morning, I will go to the captain to get a letter of introduction. Can you help me make a chicken coop? I’m thinking of taking those chickens with me."

Lu Yichen replied, "Okay, I’ll bring it to you tomorrow morning. Rest up early."

After seeing off Lu Yichen, Luo Qiao locked the main gate, turned around, went back into the house, and entered her space.

At the Secretary’s home, Zhang Dezheng was taking sharp puffs of his dry pipe, with smoke swirling around the room, choking enough to kill a person.

His eldest son, Zhang Dongze, said, "Dad, you could at least say something."

Zhang Dezheng, with bloodshot eyes and a menacing look on his face, said, "We’ll go to Luo Qiao’s place later tonight; this time, just the two of us."

Zhang Dongze said, "Dad, didn’t Grandpa tell you to bring more people? I’m afraid just the two of us won’t be able to manage the situation."

Zhang Dezheng said, "You’re aware of what happened to your second uncle today. Qiaoyan’s matter isn’t trivial. The clan doesn’t want to get involved, and they have their reasons for doing so; everyone is afraid to get dragged in.

Besides, what happened earlier today has already been a spectacle. If we go over there with more people tonight, it might upset the girl, and then we won’t be getting any good outcomes. If just the two of us go, it won’t attract too much attention.

Worst comes to worst, we’ll promise her something; getting your sister out of the police station is the most important right now. As for what comes after, whatever she takes in, I’ll make her spit out, just as much. What can a lone girl do against us?"

Zhang Dongze felt conflicted, knowing that what they were doing was underhanded, but they seemed to have no other option but to persuade Luo Qiao to relent—if not, his sister’s life would be ruined.

It wasn’t until after eight at night that the father and son headed towards Luo Qiao’s home. There weren’t many entertainment activities in the village, so most people would go to bed early if there wasn’t anything special to do.

Given the nature of today’s events in the village, everyone believed that the Secretary would never allow something to happen to his own daughter and would surely go to Luo Qiao again. As a result, many people in the village pretended to turn off their lights, but in reality, they were secretly monitoring the movements at the Secretary’s home.

No sooner had the father and son stepped out than people started following them from not too far behind.

Zhang Dezheng was aware that he would be the focus of attention tonight, but he had no choice—if Luo Qiao didn’t come forward by tomorrow, his daughter would indeed be sent to the detention center, and then getting her out would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

He had underestimated the situation today; he never expected that none of the cadres at the commune would dare to take on this matter. He couldn’t understand where things had gone wrong. Relationships that had been good on ordinary days were now avoiding involvement with all sorts of excuses.