Siheyuan: Kill Han Qingkui, Tian Zao is entangled with me

Chapter 1: I'll ask you if you are from the Secret Service?
【Nanluoguxiang Lost and Found Office, whose brain is missing? 】

1948.
冬.
Forty-nine cities.
No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, probably in Maoer Hutong

"Pillar, pillar?"

"Hey, Dad, what's going on?"

14-year-old He Yuzhu came over blowing his nose, rubbing his hands full of chilblains, and looked at his biological father He Daqing.

"Go, carry the buns in that basket and go to the street to sell them!"

"Oh, go! You're so stupid!"

After being yelled at by his own father, He Yuzhu quickly picked up the basket and ran out.

"Daqing, are you scolding the child again? His mother passed away early, you should take better care of him."

"Old lady, why are you getting up so early to take a walk? You don't have to worry about the things at home!"

What you mean is, Zhuzi's mother has passed away, so as an elder, aren't you being too lenient?
There are not so many residents in No. 95 Courtyard now, and only a few refugees live in the front yard.

However, I heard that the people in the courtyard next door, No. 97, are complicated, including a prostitute, a royal descendant, an opera singer, and an orphan named Tian Zao whose parents have died.

The two courtyards were separated by a wall. The old lady living in the backyard felt that the actors next door were too noisy singing and practicing their voices early in the morning, and the relationship between the two courtyards was not harmonious.

The old lady, who was angry with He Daqing for no reason, walked towards the corridor. She was very displeased when she saw Jia Zhang's face, but she couldn't scold Old Jia often, so she could only go to Yi Zhonghai's house to chat with the aunt.

This woman has been working hard and following Yi Zhonghai's lead ever since she married him. Unfortunately, she is not in good health and has seen many doctors without success. She even went to a foreign clinic in the city and spent a lot of money, but she is still unable to have children.

Is Yi Zhonghai, who is in his thirties, going to be the last one to leave his family?
Naturally, I feel bad.

Now it is the 37th year of the Republic of China. As a senior fitter at Lou's Steel Rolling Mill, Yi Zhonghai earns at least a million yuan a month, so it is not difficult for him to marry a few concubines.

The main reason is that rumors have been spreading in Sijiu City recently, saying that the commander of the "Suppression Headquarters" has become treacherous, and the director of the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, Mao Renfeng, wants to stir up trouble in the city and create some trouble for the liberation of Sijiu City. We cannot let our opponents get away with it.

If the situation in the city really changes someday, all the money in my hands will become worthless. If I marry so many concubines, and not only do I not have enough food and drink, but I also have to spend money to support them, wouldn't that just cause more trouble?
He Yuzhu, holding a basket, shyly asked passers-by along the way. As long as they didn't have patches on their clothes, he would approach them and try to ask, "Would you like to buy some buns? Freshly baked buns!"

"Kid, how much are the buns?"

"Fifty thousand (French francs) each!"

The men and women whose faces looked slightly tired and stained could only swallow their saliva and pass by He Yuzhu.

Today, legal tender is as cheap as waste paper and inflation is severe.

The common people have too much legal tender in their hands, but their lives are becoming increasingly difficult.

"Little kid, let me see the bun!"

"Fifty thousand each. My dad told me to give him the money first and then the buns."

"Hey, you want to be beaten? Brothers, grab the basket for me!"

A group of soldiers have long been eyeing this kid selling buns. Who would be willing to spend money when they can get it for free?

"Ah~! Who? Who hit me?"

"Lulululululu! Why don't you come and catch me!"

"Chase!"

When He Yuzhu was in a daze, he felt someone pulling him by the hand, "What are you standing there for? Run!"

"Oh, here it comes!"

This is the third woman He Yuzhu has met besides his deceased mother and sister, and she is a beautiful young lady.

"Whoop whoop whoop whoop."

"I didn't catch up with them. Why are you so stupid? Those soldiers are not good people. They have guns in their hands. How dare you challenge them?" "I didn't. I didn't challenge them! They wanted to steal my buns."

"Are you from Yard 95? I'm Tian Zao from the yard next to yours. If you run into trouble next time, tell me my name and I'm gone!"

Tian Zaoer?
Is she Tian Zaoer?

It looks pretty good!

Thinking of not being able to explain to his biological father when he returned, He Yuzhu continued to peddle his wares on the street with the basket. However, this time he was more careful and would turn around and run away when he saw those soldiers-like men.

The man he met this time didn't have a single patch on his body, but his eyes were always looking behind him, as if he was being chased by someone.

"Sir, sir, would you like some buns?"

"do not want!"

"The freshly baked meat buns and red bean paste buns are so delicious!"

"I already said no, go find someone else to sell it to!"

Zheng Chaoyang is very anxious now. Wan Linsheng from the Bureau of Security is looking for him everywhere. He had just escorted the contact person Luo Yong away when he was interrogated by people from the Bureau of Security.

"Sir, sir, just consider this as a favor to me. My father will beat me to death if I can't sell all the goods!"

I have never seen such a stubborn and clingy kid. Who is he?

Isn't this a silly guy?

"how much is it?"

"fifty thousand."

"Here, here, all for you. Hold this outfit for me, including the hat. Let me try out this towel and basket. I'll give them back to you later! Don't say anything, or I'll beat you to death!"

Feeling the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, He Yuzhu was completely dumbfounded and could only nod his head.

He thought of what Tian Zao had just said and looked around for her.

"Damn it, where's that bastard from the Secret Service?"

A group of men dressed as Shanxi Suiyuan soldiers passed by the two men and heard Zheng Chaoyang scolding He Yuzhu, "What can you do? You've sold all your steamed buns, so get out of here and I'll beat you to death!"

"Captain, there are a few secret service officers ahead!"

A group of more than a dozen people holding guns confronted the secret service personnel in black clothes, black pants and black hats. "Tell me, are you guys from the secret service?"

"I'm asking you a few questions. Are you from the Secret Service?"

"It's from the Secret Service, what's wrong?"

"That's enough, brothers, beat them up! You are from the Secret Service, and you dare to challenge our Jingsui Army! Beat them up!"

Zheng Chaoyang heaved a sigh of relief and finally got rid of the secret service spies who were blocking his way and checking him. He then put on the clothes and hat in He Yuzhu's arms, threw back the towel wrapped around his neck, picked up the basket in his arms and ran away.

Before He Yuzhu could recover from the shock he had just experienced, Zheng Chaoyang disappeared.

Looking at the thick stack of bills in his hand, he turned around and ran away.

If he loses the money again, won’t he be beaten to death by his own father?

"Hey, don't go. The basket in your hand belongs to my friend. Leave the basket and you can go."

Suddenly, a young girl appeared in front of her, followed by a dozen young men, all of whom seemed to be following her lead.

New book is online. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival. The pedestrians on the road are almost dead. I will take some time to read the fan fiction while visiting the graves and going outing. I won’t feel bored on the road.
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(End of this chapter)