Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

Chen Jianming was surprised, as Heping Lane was only two or three streets away from Longxu Lane.

No wonder we ran into each other at the state-run restaurant; it turns out we've always lived in the same alley.

Upon hearing this, Shen Cui quickly replied, "Brother Jianming, I live at No. 9 Fu'an Lane in Dongcheng District, which is closer to you, only two streets away."

After listening to the two arguing all the way, about half an hour later, Zhou Ya was finally dropped off at her doorstep.

Chen Jianming took off the scarf from his neck and handed it over, saying, "Zhou Ya, here's your scarf back."

Zhou Ya turned around, waved her hand, and said with a grin, "Keep it for now, give it to me later."

Without waiting for a reply, he turned around and went home.

Chen Jianming chuckled inwardly; how could he not understand Zhou Ya's thoughts?

He deliberately kept the scarf, probably so that they could meet again someday.

Seeing Zhou Ya leave, Shen Cui finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly delighted.

She leaned forward, a smile involuntarily spreading across her face. "Jianming, finally it's just the two of us left."

Chen Jianming smiled. This little vixen was incredibly alluring. If Zhang Lu hadn't been watching over him, he would have definitely taken her home.

The alley was quiet under the cover of night.

They were all in the same urban area, very close to each other.

Riding my bike with Shen Cui on the back, we arrived at Fu'anli Hutong in just a few minutes.

Shen Cui got out of the car with some reluctance, her eyes seemingly glued to him. She bit her lip and said, "Brother Jianming, I live here. Now you know that. Remember to come and see me in the future."

After saying that, he looked around the alley, then suddenly leaned in and gave Chen Jianming a quick kiss on the cheek before running away with a red face.

Chen Jianming touched his face, resisting the urge to drag Shen Cui, that little vixen, out and punish her on the spot, before riding his bike home.

"No, who said it has to be at my house? Going to her house is the same, isn't it? Oh well, there's always another time."

The thought that Zhou Ya and Shen Cui both lived nearby made him smile.

These days there aren't many entertainment options, so people go to bed early. The courtyard is quiet, and all the neighbors' lights are off.

He parked his bicycle, humming a little tune as he pushed open the door.

Upon seeing the interior, he paused, puzzled, and asked, "Could it be that I got too excited and went to the wrong house?"

The room was empty; the tables and chairs had all been moved away, and the thermos was smashed to pieces.

The inner room was also ransacked, with pots, pans, and other slightly valuable items all taken away, showing signs of being robbed.

He went outside, looked around the courtyard, and confirmed that it was indeed the Chen family compound before returning inside.

"That's right? What's going on?!"

Chen Jianming stood inside, somewhat dumbfounded, and asked in confusion, "Could it be that Carpenter Liu found out about my affair with Zhang Lu?"

His first thought was that it was Liu the carpenter who did it, since he had just returned to the city and didn't know many people.

As for Uncle Chen Damin, that grandson manages a processing plant, so there's no need to touch his meager possessions.

However, he quickly shook his head, thinking it was unlikely. Even if Liu the carpenter had discovered it, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths, would he?

After thinking for a moment, he left the main house and walked nervously toward Liu the carpenter's house next door.

Regardless, we should at least figure out the situation first so he can deal with it.

Just as he reached the door, he bumped into Zhang Lu, who was carrying a basin of water for washing feet. Zhang Lu exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Chen, why are you so late?"

She glanced into the house and whispered, "Your brother Liu is still inside. It won't work today, let's do it another day."

"..."

Chen Jianming was speechless. What was this woman thinking?

He coughed twice and asked directly, "Sister Zhang, has Brother Liu found out about us?"

Zhang Lu was taken aback, splashed out the foot-washing water, and asked doubtfully, "No, your Brother Liu just got back from work."

"Could it be that we've been robbed?"

Chen Jianming frowned, looking at Zhang Lu's expression; it didn't seem like he was lying.

Besides, if Liu the carpenter really found out, Zhang Lu would probably be even more panicked than he was.

Zhang Lu turned around, glanced at her, and leaned closer to ask, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Chen Jianming didn't hide anything and said truthfully, "My house must have been burgled; all the tables and benches have been taken away."

"what?"

Zhang Lu looked surprised: "When did this happen? How come there was no sound at all? I had dinner with you and Cuicui today and then went home. I didn't hear anyone come into the yard."

She urged, "Xiao Chen, you should go call the police right away."

Chen Jianming nodded. Even if Zhang Lu hadn't said anything, he would definitely have gone to the police.

I rode my bike all the way to Dongcheng Police Station, and as soon as I went in, I actually ran into an acquaintance.

The middle-aged police officer who questioned Chen Weiguo not long ago because of his disappearance is now sitting at his desk drinking tea.

The middle-aged policeman, carrying an enamel mug, got up and walked over: "Hey, young man, what brings you here? Are you here to ask about your cousin? I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you; we haven't found any leads yet."

Chen Jianming shook his head: "Officer, I need to report a crime. My house has probably been burgled."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged policeman immediately put down his enamel mug and said, "Come over here, tell me slowly."

Chen Jianming followed and told the middle-aged policeman everything.

The middle-aged police officer tapped the table with a pen, looked up and said, "Comrade Chen, I understand the situation you've described. If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the group of habitual criminals we're currently arresting."

Chen Jianming asked in surprise, "A repeat offender?"

Come to think of it, if he wasn't a repeat offender, how could he have entered the yard without making a sound?

The middle-aged police officer nodded: "I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Hu, you can just call me Brother Hu. This group of people has been roaming around the Dongcheng area. They are very agile and often sneak into people's homes when they are not home. We have received quite a few reports recently."

He sighed and said, "Our station really has limited manpower, and we haven't been able to catch this group yet. But don't worry, Comrade Chen, I will definitely let you know as soon as we have the results."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Hu. I won't bother you any longer."

Chen Jianming stood up and shook hands with the other person.

Just as I was about to leave, Brother Hu said, "Young comrade, you're young and don't know your limits. Let me give you a few words of advice. There's a saying, 'Don't flaunt your wealth.' Don't be too ostentatious. Those thieves target people who spend money extravagantly."

"Okay, Brother Hu, thanks."

Chen Jianming waved his hand and walked out of the police station.

Brother Hu is right. It must have been because he had been eating a lot of rich food during his recent trip back to the city that he attracted the attention of those thieves.

Looks like I still need to keep a low profile!

Back home, when he entered the inner room, Chen Jianming was speechless. The bed sheets and blankets were all gone.

"Are these thieves so poor that they're even stealing blankets?"

He grumbled and had no choice but to take out a new set of sheets and blankets from his spatial storage and put them back on the bed.

Fortunately, there weren't many valuable items in the house; he had put the truly valuable things into his spatial storage.

Otherwise, we would have really lost a lot of money this time!

As for the old furniture, he didn't care about it at all. The good stuff had already been confiscated, and what was left was just barely usable.

However, after returning to the city, he didn't have time to change it, and he was also afraid that people would find out and investigate his funds, so he didn't change it.

After all, no one cares if you eat a duck or a chicken, but if you buy so many big items at once, without a proper job, a bonus alone won't be enough.

However, this matter certainly cannot be left unresolved. What if those thieves set their sights on him?

There's a saying that goes, "It's not the theft itself that's scary, it's the thief's eye on you." Now that he has a job that earns money, he'll need to furnish and tidy up his house eventually, and he can't just let those people keep coming.

He lay in bed, pondering, "It seems I still need to think of a way to catch those thieves."