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

Chapter 104 I have never heard of the Eight Banners descendants walking through the grasslands during the Long March!
"I miss my sister!"

"Okay, I'll take you to see your sister tomorrow!"

"Really? You're not lying?"

"Who would I fool? Could I fool you?"

Aunt Li also came over. She steamed the leftovers in the lunch box, brought them out, and placed them on the stone table. "Boss Tong, Coal Core, would you like to eat some more while it's hot?"

"Uncle Gui, is this the leftovers from the kitchen? I'll tell your Fengze Garden manager not to always use leftovers. Bring back some good food for my sister Xiulan and Meihe. Is Fengze Garden still short of chicken, duck, fish and meat?"

"Don't come here! You just got a stable job, so work hard and don't do those weird things again. When Chun Xier comes back in the future, it will be better for the family to live a good life than anything else."

"Hey, Uncle Gui, I got it. Zao'er, when will you invite Comrade Zheng to my house so I can thank him formally! This time Mr. Lou spent a lot of money to redeem me, otherwise I would have been in trouble! Gong Er and Liu San, those two bastards, don't let Master Suo catch them!"

"You, it's better to control your temper than anything else. Do you want to eat?"

"Eat! I have to eat a few bites now. I'm so busy. Uncle Gui, you really don't know the recipe for fried food?"

Several people looked at Suo Qian and Li Gui.

"Why does Mr. Lou have so many recipes for fried food? Although the old people in Beijing like fried dough sticks and fried dough twists, they will get sick of them if they eat too much fried food!"

"It's not sold in the city. Just write it down for me. I promise that the Lou family's business will not bring disgrace to your reputation, okay?"

"Then let me be nice, I'm afraid of you, Xiulan, go get some paper and pen, I'll tell you to write."

"Hey, Dad!"

Tian Zao quickly caught up with Li Xiulan and told her a lot of bad things about Ye Dapeng.

"Sister Zao, what are you talking about? Why do I like him?"

"It's best if you don't like him. This person is really not good. Let me tell you."

He said a lot of things, which seemed to be just complaints, but Li Xiulan was such a smart person that her perception of Ye Dapeng changed immediately.

"You are my sister Zao, I treat you as my own sister, how can I not believe what you said? I believe it! Can you just ignore him from now on? Let's go out for dinner!"

When Li Xiulan saw Ye Dapeng for the first time, she was dazzled by his outfit.

But she knew Tian Zao's temper very well. He had a clear distinction between likes and dislikes. Although he had some small emotions, he was reasonable most of the time.

"Third brother, the old lady next door is a talkative person."

"What? How dare she say that about Chun Xier and me? I'll go find her!"

"Sit down, sit down. You get excited when my sister is mentioned, right? I won't tell you. How can you challenge an old lady? She is a family member of a military martyr!"

"Pfft, who the hell is talking nonsense to you? Her? And the relative of a military martyr? I've never heard of the Eight Banners descendants having walked through the grasslands during the Long March!"

"What? This old lady is a Manchu? Third brother, be careful with your words! Don't let anyone spread the news and get you arrested!"

"Grandma, even if she turned to ash, I would still recognize her! Our two families lived so close, how could I not know who she was? Maybe there were indeed some Eight Banners descendants who joined the Red Army or the Communist Party. But it definitely wasn't her family! I'm telling you, don't gossip about her, just keep it to yourself."

Suo Qian told a group of people in the courtyard about the past of the old lady in No. 95 in the courtyard next door, including how her family married a son-in-law who gave birth to a daughter, and how both the couple died in the war.

"So, He Daqing from the next courtyard is also a live-in son-in-law?"

"She only has that one granddaughter left, so of course she has to find an innocent man! Even the name He Daqing was changed later. What do you think?"

"So, third brother, were your ancestors from the Plain Yellow Banner or the Bordered Yellow Banner?" "Of course the Plain Yellow Banner. My great-grandfather followed Zuo Zongtang to recover Xinjiang! Do you still remember that stinky patrolman who came back last time? His ancestors were all policemen. If you count further, they were from the Bordered Yellow Banner. The highest they could achieve was a third-rank guerrilla general."

"Third brother, you can't call people stinky-foot patrolmen anymore. That day, Ye Dapeng called Duomen and another person black dogs, and Zheng Chaoyang beat them up. He seemed to dislike this title."

"Zao'er, thank you for reminding me. Third brother offers you a drink. Please do as you please!"

He had long regarded Zheng Chaoyang as his destined benefactor.

If he goes to jail for selling counterfeit goods this time, when he gets out in the future, the name Suo Qian will be a household name.

In the next yard, crying and shouting were heard from Liu Haizhong's house again.

"Why does Old Liu beat his kids every day? He can't even have dinner in peace."

"Da Mao, what's wrong with you?"

"Silly Zhu sneak attacked me, ouch, it hurts!"

"This idiot Zhu bullies my Damao all day long, and as the head of the courtyard, why don't you do anything to stop him?"

"How can I care? The old lady and Yi Zhonghai are protecting him! If Yan Bugui is a little tougher, the two of us can make Sha Zhu surrender."

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to go have a drink with Yan Bugui to renew our friendship! As long as he's on the same side as me, I'll have a way to deal with Yi Zhonghai and the others!"

Xu Damao looked outside the door with vicious eyes, wondering when he would get the chance to beat up Sha Zhu to vent his anger.

Suddenly, the figures of several people entered his mind, and those people seemed to be very close to the people in the next yard.

He knew where the family hid the money, so he gave those people some small favors and asked them to put on sacks and throw the money into the cesspool!
It must have been Sha Zhu who kicked him into the cesspool last time, it couldn't have been anyone else.

"Zhu Zi, how was your time in the cafeteria today?"

"Uncle Yi, I always feel that Ma Dashao is targeting me on purpose. Is it because my father has a grudge against him?"

"No way? I haven't heard of it! What did you say to him?"

"He asked me what I knew, and I told him what my father taught me."

"You silly idiot! Why are you telling him this? I guess I'm just jealous."

While the two were chatting, Xu Fugui, carrying a bottle of wine, pretended not to see them and walked towards the front yard.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned ugly. Xu Fugui had approached him before, but he had rejected him in a firm tone.

Whether it was because of Sha Zhu or Zhang Xiaohua, he couldn't give them up easily.

Zheng Chaoyang was in Bai Ling's office at the moment, staring at the bracelet with the words "Great and Good Teacher" in a daze.

[A bracelet exclusively for the Taiping Dao's three eastern provinces' point-transmitting master was detected, with five sets of fingerprints on it]

Why so many?
Next time I see Dayong, I will explain to him the process of collecting evidence.

Could it be that your fingerprints are all stuck on it?
"Brother Zheng"

(End of this chapter)