The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 140 The End of the Bai Family Has Arrived
As dusk fell and the sun was about to set, the small north gate of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill rattled loudly in the north wind.

The factory's chimneys on the roof emitted billowing black coal smoke, and when the north wind blew, the entire factory area was shrouded in a gray haze.

Bai Dongfeng's bicycle sped through the North Gate, crushing the unmelted ice shards on the ground, and crossed the cinder path between the tenement buildings to reach the security office building.

He got off his bicycle, took off his work gloves and held them in his hand, then ran wildly toward the section chief's office.

It's almost time to get off work.

He knew his colleagues at the factory all too well; they would rush home the moment they got off work.

So if he wants to get his house back today, he has to see his boss before he leaves work and get them to step in on his behalf.

True.

He knew that apartment 602 did not belong to him, but his family had lived there for a longer time than the Qian family, and he had even managed to move their household registration to that apartment.

In that case, shouldn't the house belong to him?

Su Datong, the head of the security department, paced back and forth in his office, toying with a ten-jin meat voucher in his hand, planning what to eat with the benefits he had just earned that day.

This is a special internal supply ticket from the city's supply and marketing cooperative. With this ticket, you can get the best pork belly when you go to buy meat.

Then the door was pushed open, and a gust of cold north wind rushed in.

Su Datong stared wide-eyed and saw his colleague Bai Dongfeng from the logistics department rushing in.

He immediately and discreetly tucked the meat voucher into his sleeve, returned to his desk, and sat down, saying, "Oh, it's Comrade Dongfeng? What brings you here in such a hurry?"

Despite his urgency, Bai Dongfeng maintained his composure and first offered Su Datong a cigarette.

Su Datong waved his hand: "I've had a cold recently, and smoking this makes me cough."

Upon hearing this, Bai Dongfeng left the entire pack of cigarettes behind: "Then Section Chief Su, you can smoke again after you've recovered from your cold."

Su Datong secretly clicked his tongue.

No wonder this guy does so well at work; he's definitely got some skills.

but--

I'm not buying your act today. What can I do? I've already eaten ten pounds of fatty meat that someone sent me.
That's ten pounds! Huge! Fatty meat!

"Comrade Dongfeng didn't come here specifically to bring me cigarettes, did he? Just say what you need to say. We're all on the same side; there's no need to pave the way with cigarettes." Su Datong said, glancing habitually at his wrist.

Yeah, it's almost time to get off work.

Oh yeah!
Bai Dongfeng then recounted his own experience, emphasizing the disloyal behavior of Wang Dong, a new recruit in the security department.

Su Datong listened and then became serious.

Just when Bai Dongfeng thought he had a chance to file a complaint, the other party asked:
"So, whose apartment is unit 602 in building 2? I seem to remember that the first 10 buildings were allocated to older workers?"

Bai Dongfeng said, "But Qian Jin is younger than you and me, and he's not a worker at our No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill!"

Su Datong nodded in agreement.

Qian Jin is indeed young, and that kid is really generous. Back when he treated guests at the state-run No. 2 Restaurant, the dishes on that table were quite impressive.

Seeing him nod, Bai Dongfeng was even more delighted.

He earnestly said, "Section Chief Su, Wang Dong went to help an outsider forcibly occupy his colleague's house. What kind of thing is that?"

“I have to criticize him,” Su Datong nodded.

Bai Dongfeng hurriedly said, "It's not just a matter of criticism, it also involves my house. Wang Dong actually..."

"Is that house yours?" Su Datong asked again.

Bai Dongfeng sensed that something was wrong.

Su Datong has asked this question twice already!

So he explained, "That house is a special case; it was actually allocated to my mentor, Qian Zhongguo, by his work unit."

“You know my master’s situation. He’s a very conscientious person. After he was allocated the house, he took sick leave because he felt he wasn’t entitled to the house.”

“It just so happened that I needed a more spacious house when I got married, and I also received an award for outstanding individual work. So he wanted to transfer the house to me and even registered my household registration in the house first.”

"All of this is verifiable and registered with the Liangshan Road Neighborhood Committee..."

Su Datong suddenly realized and said, "I see. Then bring your household registration book and land and property certificate. I'll grab Wang Dong by the ear and we'll go get the house back for you!"

“This comrade Qian Jin has gone too far. He actually dared to forcibly occupy the building of our No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill. I think he clearly doesn’t respect me, Su Datong.”

Bai Dongfeng's eyes twitched twice, and he chuckled dryly, saying, "You know my master isn't in good health. At the time, I was considerate of his inability to travel, so I didn't change the name on the land and property certificate..."

Su Datong asked, "Was a written agreement drawn up?"

Bai Dongfeng said, "We are master and disciple, and our relationship is like that of father and son. Why would we need to sign a written agreement for something like this?"

Su Datong slammed his head against the back of his chair, frowning. "This is terrible! How can we prove this is your house?"

Bai Dongfeng said, "Our family has always lived inside!"

Su Datong rolled his eyes: "Just because you live in there, does that mean you're the owners of the house?"

"If I stay at the factory manager's villa for two days, can I say that the villa belongs to my family?"

Bai Dongfeng argued, "We're not staying for just a couple of days, it's..."

"Hey, the number of days you stay isn't the point. You're usually such a smart person, how come you can't see the important thing?" Su Datong said impatiently, as it was almost time to leave work.

"Now it's a new China, a new society. Individuals need to have their household registration book checked, and houses need to have their land and property certificates checked!"

"Old Bai, do you think this is like the old days when bonded laborers caused trouble? Whoever made the most noise got all the spoils? Now we need to follow organizational discipline!"

Suddenly, the metal loudspeaker outside started ringing.

Su Datong was even more furious with Bai Dongfeng.

If this guy hadn't come and caused trouble, he would have happily ridden his bicycle to the meat counter at the market to buy some fatty, fragrant pork belly.

Bai Dongfeng understood that Su Datong was unwilling to stand up for him.

He quickly went to find Wang Defu, the deputy factory director in charge of real estate affairs.

But Wang Defu was no longer in the office...

This made him very angry.

Did they just leave work and run off?
What about organizational discipline?
Who exactly is lacking organization and discipline?

Bai Dongfeng felt a deep resentment. How could he build a socialist cause while being with such scoundrels?
He stormed back to the workers' village and found many people gathered around Building 2 to watch the commotion despite the cold weather.

Needless to say.

They're just enjoying their own family's fun.

At this moment, his wife and parents returned. The three of them looked at the items neatly arranged in front of the building, feeling numb, then shocked, angry, and confused.

After the security guards explained the situation to them, they became furious and continued to fly into a rage.

Dozens of young men and men stood in the stairwell, one person for every two steps, from the first floor to the sixth floor.

Sun Yulan tried to rush in, but came back after reaching the second floor.

Outside, Bai's mother, Zhao Dahong, slapped her thigh and cursed, "Which heartless bastard emptied my Bai family's house..."

Bai Jiangshan, the father, stood with his hands on his hips amidst a pile of furniture, his face gloomy. His withered fingers dug into his work clothes, the undersides of his nails gleaming with the indigo blue of the textile factory's sizing vats.

People who usually don't get along with his family sneered from the side, while others smacked their lips while drinking hot tea, occasionally spitting out a mouthful.

Bai Jiangshan glared at the other person, who raised his teacup and said, "These tea leaves are undrinkable."

Bai Dongfeng sighed and mustered his spirits to make his entrance.

When she saw her husband return, Sun Yulan rushed forward, crying and tearing at his clothes, ready to complain.

Bai Dongfeng gritted his teeth and said, "I already know!"

Sun Yulan cried and said, "What do you know? If you know all this, why are you still here?"

“Our house has been occupied! Someone else has taken it! What are we going to do? They're very powerful; they even bribed the security guards…”

The security guard got angry when he heard this and pointed at her, saying, "Miss, don't make false accusations. I've already explained it to you. If you..."

“I won’t listen! I won’t listen! I don’t believe you!” Sun Yulan cried out.

A busybody from the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill came over and asked, "Manager Bai, what exactly happened?"

Bai Dongfeng forced a smile and said, "I've run into some domineering bad guys," then he took his wife and parents out of the neighborhood to find a place to negotiate.

"We can't give up the house. We're powerless against them, so all we can do is make a scene."

"Make this a big deal out of it. I refuse to believe that the workers aren't the masters of this country!"

"Alright, wife, listen to me. I'll make the following arrangements, please remember them..."

A dozen minutes later, Sun Yulan knelt on the cement ground in front of the Liangshan Road Neighborhood Committee.

She specially wore the maroon cotton-padded jacket she wore at her wedding and sat on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Neighborhood committee director Liu Tao and women's director Ji Jinxiu came out to help her up, but she clung to the ground, crying.

"Director Liu, you have to stand up for my family! There are bad people in society. These bad people have taken over my house and are trying to force me to my death!"

She tore open her clothes to show the street leaders, revealing the purplish-red marks on her neck, which made the elderly people watching gasp.

Ji Jinxiu asked incredulously, "Did they strangle you like this?"

Sun Yulan nodded emphatically, her neck stiff, and then said guiltily, "I wanted to hang myself."

Ji Jinxiu rolled up his sleeves, ready to seek justice for his female compatriots, but upon hearing this, he could only stop halfway.

You son of a bitch, you're a real talent!
Liu Tao said helplessly, "Xiao Sun, stop fooling around, it's no use. Now we're all about implementing policies."

“Today they came with their credentials and housing management office staff. I checked carefully, and the housing management office said that the house does indeed belong to the Qian family.”

Sun Yulan stood up abruptly, angrily shouting, "Officials protecting each other! This is officials protecting each other! Is there no way for us ordinary people to stand up for ourselves?"

"Let me tell you, I've lived in that house for a year, do you think I don't know whose it is? If you, Director Liu, don't do anything about it, then I'll go to the municipal government and find a high-ranking official to seek justice for my family!"

Liu Tao was incredibly annoyed: "You silly woman—fine, fine, if you don't believe me, go ask your man, ask him who that house actually belongs to!"

The fluorescent lights at the Liangshan Road Police Station were humming.

Bai Jiangshan, hunched over, pressed his son's household registration booklet under the enamel mug of Director Chen.

His lips trembled, and tears streamed down his face.

"Before liberation, the Japanese invaders invaded our land, came to the coast, occupied our houses and seized our land. Now we have driven out the Japanese and the white dogs, and finally we are liberated. How can we still let vagrants ride on our necks and shit on us!"

"Is this still the new China where the people are the masters?!"

Old Chen was tending the stove. He used tongs to pick up coal briquettes and put them into the firebox, saying:
"Hey Lao Bai, things aren't like they used to be. Crying and making a scene to label people didn't work. Now the central government has regulations, and everything is done according to legal procedures."

He pulled out an official document and slapped it down: "This is the latest 'Public Security Administration Regulations' issued by the province. Take a look at what it says at the beginning."

Bai Jiangshan pushed the documents aside and stubbornly raised his head: "I don't care, I just want my house."

When Old Chen ignored him, he overturned the bench and kicked the enamel basin with the character "忠" (loyalty) printed on it to the doorway.

Pickled mustard greens from the basin were scattered all over the ground, some of the pickled vegetable soup seeped into the ground through the cracks in the bricks, and some of the pickled vegetable soup splashed onto the duty logbook on the wall.

Very arrogant!
Old Chen got angry, grabbed him, and started twisting him: "You dare to cause trouble at my workplace? You think this is still 68? This is 78! Let me tell you, your old tricks don't work anymore!"

Zhao Dahong, who was about to retire and thought he could finally enjoy his retirement, burned yellow paper in front of the gate of the workers' new village.

The flickering flames licked the yellow paper and turned to ashes, which were then blown around the gate by the wind.

She cried and said:
"Fellow villagers, friends and relatives, neighbors, these scoundrels can come and take our homes today, and they can take yours tomorrow..."

A group of clueless old men were jumping up and down cursing, while the old woman was crying along with her.

But a reasonable person stepped forward and said, "Isn't the house you're living in Mr. Qian's? Isn't it Mr. Qian's son who moved in today?"

"I know that comrade. He's a good comrade who has done many good deeds on Taishan Road..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dahong cried out to the righteous person who spoke up for her, "Fuck your grandpa, we'll stay at your house tonight!"

The person who spoke couldn't afford to offend her, so they had no choice but to leave.

Zhao Dahong started burning paper money again, continuing to sing and cry.

It gradually got dark.

colder and colder.

The elderly people who had initially shared Zhao Dahong's hatred of the enemy couldn't stand the cold and went home one after another.

When Sun Yulan and Bai Jiangshan finally returned looking disheveled, with Bai Jiangshan even having been slapped before he could return, only Zhao Dahong remained at the door.

They hadn't eaten or drunk anything, and the cold weather was unbearable.

With no other choice, the three squatted down next to the burning paper and warmed their hands by the fire.

Sun Yulan asked, looking lost and dejected, "What should I do?"

Suddenly a young man appeared, carrying a basin of water, and splashed it at the three people and the pile of burning paper!

He splashed it and then ran away!

The three people present were either women or elderly; how could they possibly catch up with such a young man?

In particular, the three of them were also doused with cold water and were stunned by the sudden attack. For a moment, they could only tremble and forgot to curse.

By the time the three of them came to their senses, Sun Yulan burst into tears, Zhao Dahong started cursing at the top of his lungs, and Bai Jiangshan started throwing wild punches like a madman.

"Hey hey, I'll beat you with this steel whip, I'll beat you to death, you living bastard..."

Bai Dongfeng, who was plotting in the shadows, heard something amiss and rushed over. Seeing his parents and wife soaking wet, he roared:

"To splash water on you in this freezing weather is an act of violence! It's murder!"

"Let's go, let's go to the police station and report them!"

The four men walked away aggressively.

Someone called out from the doorway, "Hey, Lao Bai, do you want these things anymore? If not, I'll have to tidy them up; they're taking up space and don't look good."

Bai Dongfeng turned around and saw a tall young man pointing at the paper money burning at the gate and shouting.

He felt that since the person had already left, there was no need to leave these things at the door; it wouldn't sound good to his superiors if they heard it. So he casually said, "Never mind!"

"Really don't want it anymore? There's still quite a lot of stuff."

"I really don't want it anymore! It's so annoying!"

The police station had already closed for the day. After listening to the four people's embellished story, the security guard on duty asked:
"Did you get a good look at that young man?"

Bai Dongfeng was trying to recall the appearances of the Qian family's young men, preparing to pin the blame, but before he could even think of anything specific, his silly wife couldn't wait to speak up:

"That scoundrel had a woman's headscarf wrapped around his head, only his eyes were showing, how could you possibly see what he looked like?"

The security guards were in a dilemma.

There are no witnesses inside or outside the residential area on such a cold day. How can we investigate?
Bai Jiangshan said, "There were eyewitnesses, how could there not be? There were several people talking inside the community gate at that time."

The security guard said, "Okay, I'll go check it out."

The family of four immediately increased the intensity:
"Investigate immediately, we must catch him."

"He must be shot! He can't be let go; this is murder!"

"We must investigate whether there's a mastermind behind this. I dare say it was Qian Jin who did it!"

The security guard was upset.

He remembered the wise advice that Director Chen had given him before he left, and said, "You guys warm yourselves up by the fire and change into dry clothes. You can't catch a cold in this freezing weather, it can be fatal."

"Then let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart, Uncle Bai, Brother Bai, it's no use making a scene in the neighborhood."

"Think about it yourselves, who lives inside? Aren't they all prominent figures from Brother Bai's workplace? If you keep making a scene, aren't you just embarrassing Brother Bai? What's the point?"

Bai Jiangshan's eyes lit up: "You mean?"

The security guard waved his hand: "I didn't mean anything by it. I just feel that if someone bullies my family, I won't make a scene at my own doorstep, I'll make a scene at their doorstep!"

Bai Jiangshan slapped his thigh: "That makes sense!"

“Let’s go, we have to go to Taishan Road! I’ll make sure this bastard doesn’t get away with this!” Zhao Dahong had also figured it out.

Sun Yulan said weakly, "What if we go to their territory and they beat us up?"

"Look at how capable he is! How come that's his territory?" Bai Jiangshan glared and got excited. "My Bai family has lived on Taishan Road for thirty years, ever since the founding of the People's Republic of China."

"How long has that guy surnamed Qian been living there? He probably hasn't even gotten to know the old neighbors yet, while I have friends everywhere there!"

"Don't you think so, son?" Bai Dongfeng was in a state of utter confusion.

He had no other choice but to make a scene. Regardless of whether he could get the house back, he couldn't let the other party live in peace!
The four people changed their clothes, took the bus, and quickly found the familiar tenement building after getting off:

Inside the house, Old Mrs. Li was cursing her son-less husband, while Zhang's wife was laboriously chopping smoked cured meat with a cleaver. Li's cripple turned the radio up to the maximum volume, and the melody of "Toast Song" mixed with the smell of gunpowder from honeycomb briquettes echoed wildly through the building.

It's back, everything's back!
We're back in our familiar home arena!

The four men stormed upstairs in a huff.

By this time, every house was lit up, and the aroma of food filled the air.

I don't know whose family is making mutton soup, but they've sprinkled pepper on it. The soup smells so good and pungent that it makes you feel warm just smelling it, let alone drinking a bowl of it.

Sun Yulan's stomach was rumbling.

Before she could speak, her mother-in-law, Zhao Dahong, glared at her and shouted, "You glutton! What time is it and you're still thinking about that food?"

Sun Yulan stomped her foot angrily: "Who's eyeing that food? What did I say?"

Zhao Dahong was taken aback, and stammered, "Do you think I don't know you? I can tell which way you pee the moment you stick your butt out."

Sun Yulan was no pushover. She crossed her arms and said dismissively, "Oh, Grandma, do you think I'm pointing my butt out to pee? Ask your son who was peeing back then!"

Bai Dongfeng's face darkened as he angrily shouted, "What kind of time is this for you two to be fighting amongst yourselves?"

"Quickly think of a way to make trouble for that Qian family brat!"

Zhao Dahong found room 205 with practiced ease and said angrily, "Don't rush, it's starting now."

She yanked the door open.

Another curtain appeared in front of them.

She yanked open the curtain.

A big yellow dog pounced on me and threw itself into my arms.

Zhao Dahong, still shaken, screamed and backed away, crying out, "Mother! Mother! Mother!"

Sun Yulan was bitten by a dog when she was a child and is terrified of dogs. When she saw this dog riding on her grandmother like Zhao Zilong charging into Changban Slope, she screamed and ran back: "Help! Help!"

The Bai father and son were also flustered, and for a moment they dared not step forward but only shout:
"Get out, you dog-grass, get out!"

“Ah, ah, ah!”

The residents of the tenement building came out upon hearing the noise. A charming and beautiful young woman opened the door of apartment 204 and called out, "Hey, Huang Chui, what are you doing? Get over here!"

Huang Chui used his dog paws to step on Zhao Dahong's face and crawled into room 204.

So the other families were slower to come out, and upon a glance:
An old woman was lying on the ground, wailing loudly, while two men stood beside her, looking menacing!
They quickly came out and asked:
"What are you doing? Two men beating up a woman?"

"What's all this commotion about? Where are you from? Hey, isn't that Old White? He looks like Old White to me."

"It couldn't be Old Bai! Old Bai and his family moved away a long time ago. We should call the police right away; something might have happened..."

Bai Jiangshan shouted anxiously and eagerly, "It's me, Brother Yao, it's me, Bai Jiangshan!"

There were no lights in the corridor, and the old neighbors could only make out shadowy figures by the moonlight, making it difficult to see their specific appearances.

So someone took out a flashlight and shone it over, and sure enough, it was those familiar faces from their memories:
"It's Lao Bai and Xiao Bai! What brings you back?"

"Old Bai, you two are fighting again? Little Bai, why are you joining your dad in beating your mom too!"

"Listen to my advice, no matter how badly your mother treats you, she's still your mother. As her son, you can't hit her, or you'll be struck by lightning..."

The Bai father and son argued anxiously:
"We didn't hit her, a dog knocked her down!"

"It must be Qian Jin's dog. Good, he's raising a vicious dog to bite us workers, he's trying to rebel!"

The neighbors all shook their heads upon hearing this:

"What nonsense are you talking about? Huang Chui is a good dog, very affectionate. My grandson accidentally stepped on its ear that time, and it just ran away without biting anyone."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, Yellow Hammer doesn't bite."

"No, how did you let Huang Chui catch you? No, what are you doing? Why is it Taishan Road again?"

Zhao Dahong cried and shouted, "I was attacked and bitten by that dog! You are all my close neighbors, how could you not know me? Do you think I'm a liar?"

"If you're not who you are, then who are you?" someone from upstairs said as they came down.

Zhao Dahong was embarrassed and angry and wanted to have a showdown.

Bai Dongfeng stopped her.

The person who just spoke was Liu Youniu, a country bumpkin who lived on the third floor. This country bumpkin's arms were as thick as a cow's legs.

He turned the gun back on Qian Jin, and the family of three began to denounce and insult him.

As the beautiful young woman from apartment 204 walked out, Bai Dongfeng couldn't help but wonder: Isn't the Du Daozui family the troublemakers next door? How come such a beauty lives here now?
The young woman was beautiful, but her expression was cold.

"Who are you calling names? Who just said Qian Jin was born of a dog? Who said Qian Jin was a worthless bitch in his entire life?"

Zhao Dahong stood tall and roared, "What's wrong with me cursing!"

The beautiful young woman walked up and slapped her across the face with lightning speed: "You deserve to be hit for your insults!"

A handsome man came out from room 204 and quickly stepped in to mediate the fight.
"Hey, hey, a gentleman uses words, not fists. Xiaoqing, really, why don't you just argue back with her? We siblings working together, how could we possibly lose to them?"

My sister is all alone.

The main force is not at home.

Teacher Wei was worried that the girl would be at a disadvantage if a fight broke out.

really.

Wei Qinghuan made the first move, and the other party immediately retaliated. The three of them rushed up like a pack of wolves, trying to surround Wei Qinghuan and beat her up.

Some tried to pull her hair, some wanted to slap her pretty face, and some pushed her high breasts.

Sun Yulan, who had been frightened by the dog and hid at the stairwell, quickly rolled up her sleeves and joined the fray when she saw that a fight had broken out.

Wei Qinghuan was fierce; she dodged behind her brother and swiftly slapped Zhao Dahong across the face again: "Yellow Hammer!"

Huang Chui rushed out upon hearing the sound.

His eyes were wide open like copper bells, his ears stood up like antennas, and his open mouth revealed a tongue as red as if he had eaten the blood of a dead child.

Sun Yulan let out a cry and ran halfway before turning back.

Several figures emerged from 205.

The youngest child was so frightened by the sight of his father and aunt fighting that he burst into tears. Liu Eryi rushed forward, leaped up, and kicked out into the air.

Liu Dajia shoved Liu Siding toward Xiao Tangyuan: "Watch the girl, third brother, come with me!"

He then pushed Liu Sanbing into the crowd.

Liu Sanbing was still in a daze and didn't react; all he saw was a bunch of buttocks.

He was pulled to the ground by a soft, fat buttock, and in a fit of rage, he grabbed a leg and bit it.

Zhao Dahong burst into tears: "Mom, the dog bit me!"

Liu Dajia charged into the battle.

Liu Youniu applied to join his son in battle.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Teacher Wei, Teacher Wei has been beaten!"

"Teacher Wei and Teacher Wei's doorstep has been attacked!"

A few young men emerged from the tenement building, and the first thing they threw was the enamel spittoon from apartment 201.

This Double Happiness spittoon, awarded to a "steelmaking expert" in 1968, is made of solid materials and is quite sturdy.

A young man threw out a spittoon and shouted, "How dare you hit our teacher! This is a rebellion!"

"Teacher Wei, I'm here to save you!"

Then another young man rushed up carrying a leather belt.

The belt made a whooshing sound as it was being waved.

It made a sharp whistle, like an air raid siren, as it passed by Bai Dongfeng's ear.

The three were immediately knocked to the ground.

Bai Dongfeng, being young and quick-witted, got up, covered his head, and ran in the opposite direction, only to be kicked to the ground by a young man who had just come downstairs.

Sun Yulan was stunned when she saw this scene.

She was relieved that she hadn't gotten involved in the conflict; otherwise, either her mother-in-law or she would be the one getting beaten up now.

Several residents upstairs tried to persuade them, saying, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! Let's talk this out..."

"Hey Lao Bai, what are you doing at your house? I'll let you stop this because we're old neighbors, or you'll be in for a world of trouble tonight!"

Sun Yulan, who was also among them, said, "Speak properly, don't fight."

There are many residents in this tenement building.

The situation escalated, and dozens of households came out.

The tenement buildings were so close together that people in the neighboring buildings heard the noise and came over to see what was going on.

The conflicting groups separated.

Zhao Dahong covered her face and screamed at Wei Qinghuan: "Who are you? Oh, there's someone even fiercer than that bitch Du Daozui? What right do you have to hit people?"

She burst into tears of grievance as she faced the bustling crowd: "Dear neighbors, you can all testify that I didn't provoke her! She just came up to me and gave me a big slap!"

"I only cursed that bastard Qian Jin..."

Wei Qinghuan grabbed something and threw it over: "Qian Jin is my man, and I'll beat up anyone who insults him!"

It's a rotten cabbage.

Zhao Dahong was unable to dodge in time and was smeared in the face, staggering as he was hit.

Bai Jiangshan got into a fighting stance and roared, "Don't hold me back, I'm going to beat you to death today, you slut!"

An old man, unable to bear it any longer, stepped forward and roared, "Old Bai, who are you calling a slut?!"

"Who are you trying to kill! We've been neighbors for years, that's why we haven't attacked you, and you're still pushing your luck!"

Someone else chimed in, "Hey Bai, I'll give you a chance out of consideration for our old neighbor relationship. Apologize to Teacher Wei!"

Bai Jiangshan was stunned: "What? We got hit by her, and then we apologized to her?"

"And you also remember we're old neighbors? Then whose side are you on?"

"Didn't you see? This vixen-like woman hit my wife first. I'm going to beat her to death..."

Hearing this, one of the long-time residents lost his patience, rolled up his sleeves, and yelled, "Beat up their whole family!"

Some people also said, "Teacher Wei is right, you'll get beaten if you don't have a clean mouth!"

"I just said a few days ago that we are Teacher Wei's family, and you called me?"

"Old neighbor my ass! Twenty years of being your neighbor is not as enjoyable as being Teacher Wei's neighbor for a month!"

"Teacher Wei gave our children lessons, and the amount of candy she gave my family when she got married was more than you've given me over the years..."

The conflict escalated fully after Bai Jiangshan insulted Wei Qinghuan.

This time, it wasn't just the young students who got involved; many households in the building joined in.

Widow Liu raised her bamboo broom and lunged at people, while Old Man Wang grabbed Bai Dongfeng from behind to prevent him from escaping. Old Lady Li's spineless old man used his cane as a spear and kept stabbing Zhao Dahong...

The three were submerged.

Sun Yulan was so frightened that she trembled all over.

This is the old neighborhood and good neighbor that my in-laws have been living in for thirty years?

This is worse than causing a ruckus in the workers' new village.

In the workers' new village, they were simply met with cold water.

If you come to Taishan Road, you're going to get punched and beaten.

Wei Qinghuan then tried to persuade them: "Neighbors, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, sisters-in-law and aunts, let's make peace and talk things out..."

Liu Youniu's wife pushed her away: "Teacher Wei, you just watch and see how your sister-in-law gets revenge for you."

"I'll just say one thing: your four kids aren't eating your rice for nothing. Look at this fist of yours, sister-in-law..."

She picked up Bai Dongfeng and punched him a few times. Blood dripped from Bai Dongfeng's nose and down his chin, making him look like a hanged ghost sticking out his red tongue.

The neighbors yelled as they attacked, "Do you still dare to bully Teacher Wei?!"

"We are Teacher Wei's family, and we promised this with wedding candies and fruits..."

"You dare to come here and beat up Teacher Wei, and even try to kill her? You don't take me seriously at all..."

People were known for their fierce and unruly nature in those days.

They really dare to beat people to death.

Wei Xiangmi was summoned, and she risked her life to go inside and pull the person out.

The Bai family of three, no longer caring about causing trouble, hurriedly covered their heads and ran outside.

Many people were still not satisfied and began throwing coal nuggets.

Honeycomb briquettes and coal stones exploded with black sparks around the Bai family members, occasionally hitting them and causing the three of them to scream and howl.

They ran into the street, and from the windows of the tenement buildings that were open, people threw rotten vegetable leaves and coal pieces down from above.

Zhao Dahong's red cotton-padded jacket burst open, and Bai Jiangshan's military cap rolled into the sewage ditch.

Bai Dongfeng didn't care about his parents anymore and ran away as fast as he could.

While running, he suddenly screamed, "Hey, where's my wife? Where's my woman?!"

Sun Yulan returned to the Workers' New Village community earlier than them.

She stood at the gate, staring blankly at the moon.

Like a fool.

It was foggy at night, the moon wasn't bright, and the moonlight wasn't dazzling.

Then Bai Dongfeng and his two companions got out of the car and walked in a disheveled manner. They broke through the night fog and appeared like evil ghosts emerging from the smoke.

Seeing Sun Yulan standing unharmed at the door, the three of them were furious: "What are you doing here?"

"Where were you when we got beaten up?"

"You son of a bitch, you look pretty good standing here. What's wrong? You've become a doorman?"

Sun Yulan stared blankly at them and said, "Gone, all gone."

"What? Everything's gone? Are you crazy?" Bai Dongfeng roared at her irritably.

Sun Yulan gave a bitter smile and said, "All my things are gone. When I came back, I went to check on my belongings, but they had already been taken."

"I don't know who said we didn't want our things anymore. After the security guard left, many people in the neighborhood came to take our things. Now, almost everything is gone; they've all been taken..."

Bai Dongfeng paused for a moment, then sprinted towards Building No. 2.

The bright moonlight shines on the earth.

It's not that nothing is gone.

The large items like the bed frame and cabinets are still there.

But the small item is indeed missing.

He broke down on the spot.

To make matters worse, someone was waiting nearby. When he arrived, they limped up to him and said, "You're too late. All the easy things have been taken."

"The remaining big items are difficult to handle. How about we cooperate? I want the cabinets, you want the bed. I'll help you carry them away first, then you can come back..."

"Fuck you! Du the Cripple, it's me, it's Bai Dongfeng!" Bai Dongfeng roared, "This is my stuff, I'll cooperate with your mother!"

Du the Cripple looked at him closely by the moonlight: "Manager Bai? What happened to you? What happened to you? You look like a scavenger!"

"No, why are you cursing at me? It's something your family doesn't want anymore. Many people in our neighborhood know that. Several people saw you say 'we don't want it anymore' with your own eyes!"

"It was said at the gate of the community at night. You guys said it yourselves, and several people said they heard it!"

(End of this chapter)