Siheyuan's Journey Through the Ages

Chapter 12 Malice is Everywhere

Qin Huairu has done a lot of harm to people. She has raised the standards of the guys in this compound. Besides, how much does Jia Dongxu earn in a month? You only earn a few cents, less than half of him. There's no point in comparing yourself with him.

Ma Qing complained in his heart, but said: "That must be good, maybe it's just not fate. Look at He Yuzhu, he's 24 years old and still single. You will definitely find a beautiful wife before him."

"Haha, you are a good chatterbox. After hearing what you said, I feel relieved. I will treat you next time."

Xu Damao also drank a lot during this meal, and it was Ma Qing who sent him home. It was a pity that Lou Xiao'e had not married yet, otherwise another plot could be unfolded, recreating the classic scene.

As mentioned above, there are two particularly interesting Maluo. A few days after Zhang Changde left, in May, on Labor Day, another Maluo made a brilliant appearance.

Ma Qing got up late in the morning and was about to go to the factory cafeteria for lunch when Wu Guoren, a junior fellow apprentice of Ma Qing's father, a young worker at the steel rolling mill, a social figure from Nanluoguxiang, and a prodigal son in the eyes of the neighbors, came to his door.

Wu Guoren was actually a colleague of Ma Qing's father in the same workshop. This person had a bad reputation. As far as he could remember, after Wu Guoren inherited his father's job, he was sneaky and cunning. After so many years in the factory, he was only a second-level fitter. No one knew how he managed in this era. He often did not have enough money to spend at the end of the month and always had to borrow money from his colleagues, which made Ma Qing's parents often complain about him at the dinner table.

Wu Guoren walked into the house and saw Ma Qing holding a lunch box. "Are you going to eat? Come on, your uncle will treat you to something delicious today."

"No need, it's more convenient to eat in the cafeteria."

"You go to the cafeteria to eat. Do you have a meal ticket? The big pot meals are closed today. It's too late to change them now. Come on, follow me. There are delicious foods and drinks waiting for you."

Ma Qing followed Wu Guoren out of the house. When passing by the courtyard, he found that the neighbors had all started the stove. The smell of smoke was floating everywhere, and it was much more lively than usual. He greeted the residents he met on the way and left the courtyard.

Wu Guoren took Ma Qing through the streets and alleys, and soon they arrived at the gate of a courtyard. Wu Guoren walked up to the door, knocked on it, and walked in with a swagger.

Ma Qing thought about it and followed him in. He saw an octagonal table set up in the courtyard. There was some wine and food on the table, which was quite rich. There were also four men and two women in the courtyard. How to put it, they didn't look like good people.

Wu Guoren called out to one of the middle-aged men who seemed to be the leader, "Brother Zhou, I brought my nephew here to have a meal and see the world."

Wu Guoren asked Ma Qing to come forward and greet him. Brother Zhou waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite. It's a great honor for my humble home to have dinner with you, little brother."

Ma Qing almost vomited. What the hell was this dialogue? Was it a costume drama? "Hello, Brother Zhou, I, I..." Ma Qing was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to continue. Seeing Ma Qing like this, Brother Zhou was happy. It seemed that he was not a smart person and was easy to control.

Brother Zhou winked at the two women, and they leaned on Ma Qing, one on the left and one on the right, and naturally put their hands on Ma Qing's arms. Ma Qing immediately felt two lumps of soft flesh on both sides, bumping against him. "Fuck, what do these guys want to do? I'm only 15 years old, and you're playing with this. Where's your moral integrity, your bottom line?" Ma Qing looked around and saw that the two women were probably in their twenties or thirties, with some looks but not much, and their clothes were a little tight. They looked like they still had some material, but using this to test the cadres, it was a bit of a disregard for me."

Ma Qing pretended not to care, acting like a fool who knew nothing, and let the two men take him to the table to sit down. Brother Zhou quickly signaled everyone to take their seats and eat.

During the dinner, these people naturally talked about everything under the sun, from food to entertainment, from men to women, trying their best to show the wealthy young man who had been invited a colorful world and a paradise on earth.

During the conversation, the two women next to Ma Qing became more and more dishonest, and the friction became more and more serious. Ma Qing could no longer play dumb and acted evasive, which made everyone laugh and made Brother Zhou speak out to stop the two women's ridiculous behavior. The meal lasted for more than two hours. Ma Qing decided to eat the sugar coating first and return the shell, so naturally both the host and the guest were happy.

After dinner, no one knew who suggested that everyone play cards. Ma Qing said he didn't know how to play, but everyone didn't let him go. Brother Zhou even said that if he won, it would be Ma Qing's, and if he lost, it would be his. It was only then that Ma Qing realized that he had met a professional hanger-on.

What is a hanger-on? It is a group of people in ancient society who specialize in accompanying rich people in enjoying life, eating, drinking, gambling, and smoking, and providing professional services on how rich people spend their money.

In ancient times, there were people who specifically hired this group of people to set up schemes, corrupt the young masters of their opponents, and turn their opponents' children into cripples. In the past, hangers-on were just dogs raised by rich people, who could play with them whenever they wanted and cut off at any time. However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the ways these hangers-on played were all illegal. If you got involved with them, you would be sucked dry of blood and eaten up of your meat.

Ma Qing naturally refused to play cards. If he played, they would have something on him. Although he could report to the police after leaving home, that would be too extreme. Ma Qing thought about it and said that he would definitely not play, and even wanted to leave. The scene became cold for a while.

Brother Zhou gave Wu Guoren a look, and Wu Guoren hurried forward to smooth things over. Brother Zhou also said, "Since you don't want to play, then don't play. You'll know what kind of person your brother Zhou is when you get to know him more. Xiao Wu, you must send Ma Qing home." Wu Guoren quickly agreed and took Ma Qing to Ma Qing's home.

"Boss, let this guy go now," one of the men who looked like thugs said anxiously.

"So what do you want? Tie him up and force him to give you money or slap him a few times to vent your anger. We are not kidnappers. Do you think the police are vegetarians? The original plan was to let this kid win a few dozen dollars and leave. Let him get addicted to gambling, and I can save a few dozen dollars."

Brother Zhou continued, "It seems that I am too anxious this time. This kid has little experience and is timid. We need to take it slowly. When the time comes, ask Xiao Wu to invite him a few more times. First, have a meal, then a drink, and then play some cards step by step. Then let Yang Hong and Yang Li sleep with him." Brother Zhou asked the two women, "How is it, can you win him over?"

One of the women laughed and replied: "Tsk, you little brat, that's easy as pie."

Brother Zhou went on to say, "We will completely blackmail this guy and make him afraid to speak out. When the time comes, he will be helpless and we will suck his blood as much as we want. I have calculated that this guy has at least 5000 yuan in his hands. If we do a good job on this order, we will have a prosperous year."

"Boss, you are wise." The men and women around him immediately flattered him, and Brother Zhou felt so comfortable all over, as if countless great unity was flying towards him.

(End of this chapter)