Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

The next day, early in the morning.

Qin Jingru made shredded pork noodles this morning, but the shredded pork was made from leftover braised pork from last night. She didn't heat it up; she just blanched it in the broth to avoid the meat smell escaping.

"Brother Wang Feng, breakfast is ready."

"They're here."

At the dinner table, Wang Feng ate his shredded pork noodles with gusto and said to Qin Jingru, "Jingru, let's go to courtyard number 28 for dinner tonight. From now on, we'll cook in courtyard number 95. We'll cook as much as possible, and we can just heat it up when we want to eat. That way, it'll be hard for others to smell the meat in our house. Anyway, it won't spoil in this weather for a few days."

"Okay, I understand."

After breakfast, Qin Jingru waited until 10 a.m. before going to the steel rolling mill.

Wang Feng, having nothing better to do, went to cause trouble at No. 28 courtyard. Today, Lou Xiao'e's relatives left, so he needed to spend more time with her.

......

at the same time.

Outside Beijing, at a three-way intersection five kilometers away, Sha Zhu hid in the dense grass, wearing a black hood, old clothes, a dagger at his waist, and eyes as sharp as a hawk's, waiting for his prey to arrive.

Sha Zhu knew that Xu Damao usually went to Changping to show movies. In previous years, Xu Damao would go to the countryside to show movies on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. He just didn't know where Xu Damao was showing movies today.

He and Xu Damao grew up together and he knew Xu Damao quite well. Changping was close to Beijing, and Xu Damao often showed movies in the communes in Changping and brought back a lot of local specialties. Xu Damao was the most likely person to go to Changping.

He left Beijing at the crack of dawn and went to the crossroads leading to Changping to wait for Xu Damao.

He had endured this for so long, and he couldn't hold back any longer. He had to get rid of Xu Damao as soon as possible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep.

Xu Damao had him crippled, made him lose his job, and forced him to pay out so much money. If he didn't take revenge, he wouldn't be a fool.

Sha Zhu waited for more than an hour, and it was almost noon. He was starting to feel hungry, so he took out two steamed buns from his bag, ate them, and drank some water.

This time, Sha Zhu was very patient, staring intently at the intersection ahead.

This road is usually not crowded, but it's not uncommon either. If Xu Damao is unlucky enough to run into someone on this road alone, then it's just his bad luck.

He risked taking a dagger out of the city this time, but luckily the random check when leaving the city didn't find it on him. After killing Xu Damao, he immediately returned to Beijing. Even if the police wanted to investigate, they wouldn't be able to find any evidence.

Just as Sha Zhu was patiently waiting, he suddenly saw a tall, thin figure riding a bicycle toward the three-way intersection, heading in the direction of Changping.

On the back of the bicycle was a projection device, and the man was none other than Xu Damao.

Xu Damao pressed hard on the pedals, staring straight ahead, completely unaware of the impending danger.

"They're here!"

Sha Zhu's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's. He took out a dagger from his waist and waited for his prey to come to him.

Just as Xu Damao was less than ten meters away from Sha Zhu, Sha Zhu checked his hood, gripped his dagger, and suddenly rushed out of the bushes.

When Xu Damao saw someone wearing a hood rushing towards him in broad daylight, his first thought was that someone was robbing him.

He was so frightened that he didn't even think twice before quickly squeezing the brakes to stop the bicycle.

At this moment, Sha Zhu was less than three meters away from Xu Damao. Sha Zhu took two more steps forward and suddenly pounced on Xu Damao.

Before Xu Damao could even stop his bicycle properly, the robber tackled him to the ground, causing him to fall off. The bicycle also tipped over, and the projection equipment fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"what!"

Xu Damao was tackled to the ground, his head hitting a pebble on the ground, causing him to cry out in pain.

Sha Zhu's eyes were as cold as knives. Without saying a word, before Xu Damao could react, he swiftly stabbed the dagger in his hand toward Xu Damao's heart.

"what!"

When Xu Damao saw that the robbers wanted to kill him, he screamed in fright. But it was too late to dodge. He only managed to move his body slightly before the dagger pierced his left arm.

"Awoo."

Xu Damao gasped in pain, and out of instinct for survival, he kicked the robber.

"Bang."

The robber was kicked to the ground. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Damao quickly took out an old pistol from his waist. But just as he was about to release the safety, he saw the robber pounce on him again, and the dagger was once again aimed at his heart.

"what!"

"Die! Die! Die!"

Xu Damao roared, but at the critical moment, his hand trembled and he failed to release the safety. By then, the robber's dagger was less than half a meter away from him.

Xu Damao watched in horror as the gleaming dagger drew ever closer to his heart. He was terrified, his scalp tingling with fear, feeling as if death were so close.

But he didn't have time to release the safety and fire, so he could only try to kick the robber.

"puff."

The robber was indeed kicked by Xu Damao, but the dagger still stabbed Xu Damao solidly. However, because the robber was kicked, the dagger missed and did not pierce Xu Damao's heart, but instead stabbed him in the waist.

"Aaaaaah!"

Xu Damao let out a miserable howl, and was about to kick the robber away, but he felt powerless all over.

When Sha Zhu saw that he had failed to stab Xu Damao in the heart again, his eyes turned as cold as knives, and he prepared to stab him again. He was determined to kill Xu Damao today, no matter what.

Just as he drew his dagger and aimed it at Xu Damao's heart, a gunshot rang out in his ear.

"Bang bang bang".

Immediately afterwards, a series of gunshots rang in Sha Zhu's ears. Sha Zhu was terrified and, holding a dagger, fled for his life into the thick grass.

Just as Sha Zhu ran into the bushes, a jeep sped toward them.

"Zzz."

The tires screeched as the car braked suddenly, and two men in Zhongshan suits jumped out.

One of the two men was a young driver, and the other was an older man who looked to be around forty years old; he was actually the director of the meat processing plant.

"Help...help me!"

Xu Damao clutched his waist, weakly uttered a sound, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Quick! Save them!" the meat processing plant manager roared.

"Factory manager, this comrade has been stabbed in the kidney and must be taken to the hospital immediately," the driver said hastily.

"Then what are we waiting for? Stop the bleeding and get him to the hospital immediately."

"Yes."

The driver and the meatpacking plant manager quickly found a piece of cloth in the car, pressed it against Xu Damao's wound, lifted Xu Damao into the car, and sped towards the nearest hospital in Beijing.