An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin said to the dog owner who arrived later, "Sir, quickly take your dog away."

"I'm a hunting dog, I bite without barking, I'm ruthless..."

The bald man in the thong scoffed, "Bite me? Do you know what kind of dog I am?"

"A purebred German Shepherd, its grandfather was a military dog, back in the day, a little Japanese... holy crap!"

"Awooo..." The German Shepherd let out a series of pitiful cries, tucking its tail tightly between its legs and running to its owner for comfort.

It turned out that while the bald man was bragging, this scoundrel, relying on his master's power, finally mustered up the courage to take action against Four-Eyes.

The dog had been waiting for this moment. Taking advantage of the black dog's lustful desire, it bit down on its shoulder blade.

That was a really harsh bite! It made the German Shepherd whimper in pain.

The bald man was heartbroken. He parted the dog's fur to look at the wound, and then glared angrily at Jiang Baobin.

Jiang Baobin spread his hands innocently: I already reminded you, but you didn't believe me. Now you've made a fool of yourself, haven't you?

Then he called out "Four-Eyes" and walked away as if nothing had happened.

Now that's how it is; my dog ​​isn't as good as someone else's, so I can only accept my bad luck.

Besides, Jiang Baobin had given him a heads-up beforehand.

The bald man was both angry and helpless, and he led his limping dog home dejectedly.

If this happened in later generations, Jiang Baobin would definitely be in trouble.

At the very least, seeing a doctor and getting injections will cost him a lot of money.

These days, nobody's that shameless.

So we can't say that everything in the future will be good, which makes everyone overly sentimental.

When trouble arises, instead of reflecting on their mistakes, they first think about how to extort money from others.

He couldn't even confront a petty thief, making him seem more self-righteous than the innocent party—

What? You dare touch me? I'll sue you to death!

These days, it's very simple and brutal: if you catch someone, beat them half to death. If you don't break their arms and legs, you're considered to have met a kind person.

You want compensation? I'll pay your grandma! Keep beating me if you dare!

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Jiang Baowu sat there with a miserable expression, feeling extremely puzzled and depressed.

Starting yesterday, "Smiling Tiger" has been acting strangely, deliberately picking on me.

The insults they used were absolutely awful!

Jiang Baowu has been a policeman for over a year, and he has never had such a difficult time as this.

The old saying goes that no one dies without illness, so there must be something that made Smiling Tiger unhappy, otherwise he wouldn't be acting like this.

But no matter how hard Jiang Baowu racked his brains, he couldn't figure out where he had offended him.

Before, when they saw me, they were all smiles and kept saying they would promote me.

Suddenly, my face looked completely different.

Left with no other choice, he had to seek advice from others.

Who to look for?

His father-in-law—although he was only a section chief in a government department, he was a seasoned veteran in officialdom.

Wu Zhong's most notable features are his obesity and his heavy smoking habit, though he smokes cigarettes.

After exchanging pleasantries, Wu Zhong took Jiang Baowu to the study, leaving the mother and daughter to have a private conversation.

"Are you pregnant?" Aunt Wu asked bluntly.

"Ugh! Mom!" Wu Jiaqin swayed and complained, "Why do you ask me this the first thing we do when we meet? Isn't it annoying?"

Wu Ma made a gesture as if to strike, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to do it:

"You've been married for almost a year. If you don't have children soon, will Baowu be happy?"

Wu Jiaqin's eyes widened instantly: "He dares! He's gone too far!"

Aunt Wu was very satisfied with this answer and grinned, saying, "Look at you, so capable!"

Wu Jiaqin laughed smugly: "In front of me, he's like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to make a sound."

Wu's mother nodded, then advised, "Listen to your mother, have children while you're young, it'll be good for you."

"Oh dear, taking care of a child is such a hassle! Dear mom, please let me play for another two years, please, I really want to."

Aunt Wu said with exasperation, "Why don't you listen to your elders? You'll regret it later!"

Wu Jiaqin said with a grin, "Hehe, we'll talk about the future later, I haven't had enough fun yet."

Aunt Wu sighed. Her son was grown up and no longer under her mother's control. She'd tried everything—coercion, bribery, and all sorts of other methods—but now she was at her wit's end…

study.

After sitting down, Jiang Baowu, trying to make conversation, asked, "Dad, you've been quite busy lately, haven't you?"

Wu Zhong took out a cigarette and replied with a smile, "It's alright, same as always."

Jiang Baowu quickly came over, struck a match to light Wu Zhong's fire, and then asked:

"Are you and Mom both in good health?"

Wu Zhong smiled even more kindly: "As you can see, everything is fine."

"That's great..."

Seeing that Jiang Baowu was speechless and looked worried.

Wu Zhong then offered him a way out: "How's work been lately?"

Jiang Baowu looked at his father-in-law, slightly embarrassed: "It's not too good."

As expected, Wu Zhong exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Go ahead and tell me."

Jiang Baowu was also afraid that Wu Jiaqin would suddenly throw a tantrum and want to go home, otherwise all his gifts and his trip would have been for nothing.

So he quickly said, "Um, Dad, I don't know why."

"Since yesterday, Director Zhao has been picking on me."

"Today they even called me into their office twice and yelled at me for at least half an hour each time."

"But no matter how much I think about it, I really can't figure out where I offended him."

"That's why I've come to ask you for help, otherwise I'm afraid tomorrow will be even harder."

Wu Zhong nodded slightly: He's not completely stupid yet; he knows to ask someone for advice.

Has he asked you to do anything lately?

"No, a few days ago he asked me to interrogate a suspect, but he voluntarily handed it over to someone else."

"So he wasn't upset?"

No, really no.

Wu Zhong frowned and asked again, "Was there ever a time when he suddenly became exceptionally kind to you?"

Jiang Baowu racked his brains for a long time before saying, "It seems so."

Wu Zhong nodded slowly: "Tell me, what happened?"

Jiang Baowu tried hard to recall: "At the time, I was interrogating that prisoner, but he was too stubborn and I couldn't get anything out of him."

When Director Zhao returned and heard about it, he reassigned the case to someone else.

"They even said I'm too cultured, and that I should do more civilized work in the future."

"They told me to work hard, that there would be personnel changes in the bureau soon, and that I would be promoted."

Wu Zhong's lips curled into a mocking smile: "You have neither made any significant contributions."

"You didn't give him any money, so why would Zhao Zhibang suddenly say he wants to promote you?"

"There must be something else that you overlooked, and that's his real purpose."

Jiang Baowu frowned as he recalled, and said uncertainly:

"When my younger sister came to the station to see me, she ran into him. Director Zhao even complimented her several times on how pretty she was..."

Wu Zhong had been resting with his eyes closed, but he suddenly opened them.

After giving her son-in-law a meaningful look, she slowly closed her eyes again.

He cursed Zhao Zhibang in his heart, thinking, "He's so disrespectful to his elders! At his age, he's still doing this kind of thing. Doesn't he fear shortening his lifespan?"

At the same time, he also criticized Jiang Baowu for being dull-witted, and Zhao Zhibang gave him some pointers first.

Seeing that he hadn't reacted for several days, I started putting a lot of pressure on him!

Even at this point, Jiang Baowu was still completely oblivious and needed to be enlightened by me. He was truly hopeless.

At this point, Jiang Baowu had completely shut up.

Ten thousand alpacas were galloping over his head...