Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

At this time, two young men came on the street, as if they were looking for something. One of them saw the young fortune teller and ran over. "Master, thank you so much. I would be finished without you," said one of the young men, kneeling on the ground and hugging the master's legs tightly.

"It's all fate. It's your destiny. It will be fine after it's over. Get up quickly. It's not good to do this on the street." The young fortune teller pulled the young man up.

"Master, this is our thanks to you." The young man handed an envelope to the fortune teller.

"No, I never accept money in my life. I am a true monk, and I saved your life not for money." The fortune teller refused directly and threw the envelope of money over.

"Master, you must accept the money. If you don't, I will jump into the river and then return my life to you," said the young man.

"Master, please accept it. My brother only has this one son." Another young man also came up to persuade him.

"Personally, I cannot take the money. This is my principle. Well, seeing that you and your nephew are so sincere, I will give you another chance of wealth. I know there is a treasure from the Republic of China period, and I am planning to dig it up, and I need funds. Of course, I will only use a small part of the treasure to build the Taoist temple, and the rest will be divided among you according to your investment ratio. You have three hundred yuan? I will give you twenty large yellow croakers." The young fortune teller had to accept the money. He wrote their names and home addresses on the envelope and put it in a small bag on the side. Liu Huijuan glanced at the fortune teller's cloth bag, which was full of money and almost full.

The two young men left happily.

"Master, what happened to the treasure just now?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"Donor, this matter has nothing to do with you. Let's talk about your son. Let me see your right hand." The young fortune teller asked Liu Huijuan to stretch out her right hand.

"It's not easy to deal with. This woman has a boyfriend, and the relationship is pretty good. The boyfriend is also a cadre, not much worse than you, the boss. I suggest you take a long-term view on this matter," said the young fortune teller.

"I know he has a partner, but he's not that old. How high-ranking an official can he be?" Liu Huijuan didn't believe it.

"This is what your hand shows. You may not believe it, but never mind. We are not destined to meet again. See you later." The young fortune teller stood up and left.

Liu Huijuan was a little confused now. This place was not far from the post office, so she hurried back home. She knew that Lin Hua and He Yushui were quite familiar with each other and should know about her boyfriend's situation. She went straight to the personnel department of the post office without even thinking.

"Lao Lin, does that girl have a boyfriend?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"I told you yesterday that he has a girlfriend. She works at the Red Star Steel Mill and is very promising. She is the deputy director of the logistics department of the steel mill, at the deputy county level, and also the chief of the second supply and marketing section. Her cousin is the factory director Li Huaide, and the child's aunt is Wang Xiuqin from Hongxing Street. You must know Wang Xiuqin, right? Her husband, Mr. Qiao, is no worse than Minister Wang," said Lin Hua.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Liu Huijuan's heart was in turmoil. Now she could only see the young fortune teller again and ask two questions, one was her child's marriage, the other was the treasure.

"Did you give me a chance to speak? You just start making a fuss right away. Go back and tell Ding Yang that there are plenty of good girls. Don't bring trouble upon yourself," Lin Hua said.

"I know," Liu Huijuan replied and ran out of the post office. She then looked back and forth on the street but couldn't find the fortune teller. She returned home in disappointment around noon.

After lunch, Liu Huijuan put the cash of more than 1,000 yuan in her bag and went to the street again. After walking around twice, she found the fortune teller in an alley. When she found him, she saw several women talking happily and laughing. It seemed that they came to thank the fortune teller again, Liu Huijuan thought.

"Master, I'm sorry, I wronged you, you are so right," Liu Huijuan came up and apologized.

"It's not my fault. Your son's problem is indeed difficult to deal with. It's beyond human power. Let him be sad for a while, and then he can find someone else. I have other things to do." The young fortune teller wanted to leave after saying this.

"Master, there is one more thing, about the treasure, can you tell me about it?" Liu Huijuan asked.

"This is my fault. I shouldn't have let you hear it. It happened during the Republic of China period. At that time, there was a warlord named Han in Shandong. He was not good at fighting, but he was good at escaping and making money even faster. He got a large amount of gold and silver treasures in Shandong and hid them in a place. At that time, I was working for him in my previous life. Although he silenced everyone, I didn't expect that I would be reincarnated here again. He didn't have a good end either. After hiding the treasure, he was shot for his failure to fight the Japanese, so no one has touched the treasure ever since." The young fortune teller finished the story.

"Why do we need to raise funds?" Liu Huijuan asked again.

"Because the money is hidden in a cave on the mountain, don't we have to hire people to dig it out? What if the villagers become suspicious? We can only pay money to buy the mountain in the name of a Taoist temple, and then when it is almost dug out, we can dig it ourselves. We also have to transport it down from the mountain. They are all real gold and silver. What if people become greedy? So we have to spend two mules and transport it ourselves. Fortunately, all the money needed has been raised," said the young fortune teller.

"Master, if I invest 300 yuan, will you really give me 20 gold bars? How much are these gold bars worth?" Liu Huijuan asked again.

"I was the one who put the things there. I know exactly how many there are. Twenty is a conservative number, there could be more. It's probably worth about 30,000 Yuan. I'm a monk and I have no use for the money, so it's best to take from the people and give it back to the people." After saying this, the young fortune teller wanted to leave, but was stopped by Liu Huijuan again.

"Master, I want to invest," Liu Huijuan said a little embarrassedly.

"The fundraising is completed. They just gave the money. Now it's enough. I'm going to Shandong now," said the fortune teller, lifting the small cloth bag beside him.

Chapter 355 Zhang Shouying and the Others Buy a House

"Master, please give me one more share. It's just a token of my appreciation. Besides, a poor family can become rich on the road, so it's better to have sufficient funds. At least one more mule will do." Liu Huijuan took out the money and stuffed it into the fortune teller's hand.

The fortune teller thought about it seriously and said, "It seems that we are really destined to be together. What you said makes sense. It would be better if we have a larger budget. If we can't spend all the money, we can return it to everyone. What is your name and home address?" The fortune teller took out a notebook and wrote down Liu Huijuan's information. Then the two said goodbye at the entrance of the alley and agreed to meet again in a month.

The two people who parted at the entrance of the alley were very happy. The fortune teller went into the alley, changed his clothes, and kept shuttling back and forth in the alley. He met up with two young men and finally came to the backyard of the compound at No. 95 Hongxing Street.

"Uncle, it's done," Zhang Shouying said happily.

"Keep your voice down. This is illegal, you know? How much did she invest?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"One thousand yuan," Zhang Shouying said in a low voice.

"You three have become workers in the city. Given your circumstances, you will have to wait for ten or eight years to get a house. Now that you have this thousand yuan, you can buy a house each. If it is not enough, I will pay for it for you. With a house, it will be convenient for you to start a family," Zhang Dabao said to the three people.

"Uncle, the money is yours, we can't take it," said Zhang Shouying.

"This is my money, so just listen to me. This time you are trying to vent my anger. No one should mention this matter again. Just tell others that the money for buying the house was borrowed from me. This is against the law. If she hadn't called you your aunt, I wouldn't have treated her like this," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Shouying.

"Uncle, we should help you. How can she scold you? We just became workers thanks to you. It's not appropriate to spend your money again," said Zhang Shouan, and Zhang Dazheng nodded quickly.

"Go away, just listen to me. Do you think I need this little money? I'm a man who fights for reputation, you know that? I heard that someone is selling a house in the next yard. Dongxu will be back soon, so I'll ask him to go and ask." Zhang Dabao asked the three of them to sit and wait for a while.

After waiting for less than twenty minutes, Jia Dongxu arrived on his bicycle.

"Dongxu" Zhang Dabao called Jia Dongxu over.

"Seventh uncle, this is my fourth uncle's younger uncle. Cousin, who is this?" Jia Dongxu didn't know Zhang Shouying.

"This is Shouying, the eldest son of brother Dayou's family, and also your cousin. Dongxu heard that someone is selling a house in the 96th Institute. Who is selling it? Go over and ask. Your uncle and your two cousins ​​want to buy one each. They are also steel rolling workers now, and they have submitted their recruitment forms today," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"I heard it was Liu Degang's house. I'll go over and ask. I'll be back in a while. I'll show off my skills and congratulate my uncle and two cousins." Jia Dongxu said and went out.

He came back in less than ten minutes, and a middle-aged man also came to Zhang Dabao's house.

"Director Zhang, I'm Liu Degang from the sixth workshop. I've been transferred to the machine repair factory and can't come back for a while. My children are grown up and have been assigned to the textile factory. I don't want to sell the house. I might as well buy them two rooms near the textile factory. My wife and I can just live in the dormitory in the factory," said Liu Degang.

"It seems that Brother Liu has been promoted," Zhang Dabao said with a smile. He asked Liu Degang to sit down and asked Jia Dongxu to make tea.

"What promotion? I'm already 45 and just became a deputy director," Liu Degang said with a smile.

"The deputy director is at the deputy section level and a real state cadre. How many rooms does he have?" asked Zhang Dabao.

"The three large rooms are all in the east wing. The corridor can be used as a kitchen. Let's go and take a look," said Liu Degang.

Zhang Dabao, Zhang Shouan and others came to Yard No. 96 and took a look at Liu Degang's house. It had three large rooms, each of which was about twelve or thirteen square meters. There was an alley on the north side and a shed in front of the door.

The three of them also liked it, and Zhang Dabao did not bargain. The normal price for three rooms is between 750 and 800 yuan, and he gave a total of 900 yuan including the furniture. While there were still people in the street office, Zhang Dabao took them to the street office to go through the formalities. Liu Degang wanted to stay for another day and would move in the day after tomorrow. Zhang Dabao said there was no rush and that they could move at any time. He cooperated very well. Jia Dongxu just cooked at home.

"There are beds in the two rooms, and there are tables and chairs in the room without a room. No one will suffer a loss. Divide the money and buy some daily necessities on Sunday." Zhang Dabao divided the remaining one hundred coins among the three people, and also sponsored five industrial coupons to each of them.

The three of them really had no money, and they owed favors to each other, so they didn't try to be humble and just divided the money directly.

In the evening, Zhang Cuihua and Zhang Lianhua also came back. They were happy to see that their family members were so successful. They were even happier to hear that they had settled down in the next courtyard. Zhang Cuihua, in particular, threatened Jia Dongxu again, saying that if he was not filial, she would call her brother's nephew to beat him to death. Jia Dongxu was helpless and had to repeatedly express that he would definitely be filial to his mother.

Today, Zhang Shouan and the other two were happy and had a drink together. Zhang Dabao sent the three of them to the factory after the meal. Zhang Shouan burst into tears as soon as he returned to the dormitory. He never dared to imagine that he would have such a life. Now he has settled down in the city, has a formal job, and owns a house. It's like a dream.

Zhang Shouan twisted his thigh hard once, and then twisted it again.

"Brother, are you pinching my penis? It must hurt." Zhang Shouying said.

"I saw if it was real, it felt like a dream, I couldn't believe it," said Zhang Shouan.

"Why don't you twist yourself? You must have twisted my leg until it was bruised," Zhang Shouying asked Zhang Shouan while rubbing his leg.

"I twisted my own leg? Doesn't my leg hurt?" Zhang Shouan almost pissed Zhang Shouying off to death, and the two started arguing.

Liu Huijuan returned home from the entrance of the alley, she was particularly excited. She invested 1,000 yuan, and according to the ratio of 300:30,000, she would get 100,000 yuan. It was too much, and Liu Huijuan almost fainted.

In the evening, Ding Yang and Director Ding Wenbo returned home. Liu Huijuan asked them to wash their hands and brought them the food.

"Old Ding, was there a warlord who was executed in Shandong during the Republic of China?" Liu Huijuan suddenly asked during the meal.

"There was one, Chairman Han, who was executed because he was not active in the war of resistance and was a famous escaped general," said Ding Wenbo.

"Do you think these warlords are rich?" Liu Huijuan asked again.

"The warlords during the Republic of China were all masters at amassing wealth. They were all worth millions, so they lost their country. Sit properly. You should sit and stand properly. You are still a public security officer. What do you look like?" Director Ding got angry at his son.

"Old Ding, he's still a child, don't say anything about him, he scared the child," said Liu Huijuan.

"How old is he? He's twenty years old this year, not a kid anymore. He just hangs around like this every day. What a person! Today I met your director. You said you were at work, but what were you doing?" Ding Wenbo got angry.

Chapter 356 Ding Yang Disappeared

"Dad, I have something important to do," Ding Yang said.

"Why don't you go to work? What's your business?" Ding Wenbo was furious.

"What happened with my cousin?" Ding Yang said.

"What's going on with Wang Peng? What happened to him? He's just a kid who doesn't go to school every day and hangs around in society all day. Last time, he was severely beaten up by someone from the Han family. How come he can't change his bad habits?" Ding Wenbo said.

"Don't mind my business," Ding Yang said unhappy.

"Ding Yang, I asked someone today. The girl at the post office is not suitable. She has a boyfriend who is a deputy county-level official. His uncle is also a ministerial-level leader. We may not be able to deal with him." Liu Huijuan also advised her son.

"No, the one I like is mine and no one else can have him." Ding Yang became even angrier and walked out without even eating.

As soon as he went out, the crow that Zhang Dabao placed at his door discovered him. Zhang Dabao was eating at that time, so he asked the crow to follow Ding Yang.

After sending Zhang Shouan and the other two off, Zhang Dabao put away his motorcycle, changed his clothes, and then rode a bicycle to where Ding Yang was.

Zhang Dabao had been to this place before. It was No. 18 Jinyu Hutong, where the enemy spies used to live. Now that the enemy spies have been captured, through some unknown connection, it has become a base for Wang Peng and others.

At this time, the yard was brightly lit, and about ten people were sitting together, drinking and eating meat. Ding Yang arrived late and could only sit in the corner.

"Brother Peng, we have a lot of goods now. Isn't it time to sell them?" a young man asked Wang Peng.

“No rush. Our goods are all urgently needed materials. Wait a few days, the weather here will get colder and the prices of food and cotton clothes will go up. It would be a pity to sell them now.” Wang Peng has now become the leader of this group and started reselling materials.

They accept goods no matter they come from the south or the north. In the past, they were just doing small business, but now someone has injected capital into them, so they have taken bigger steps and made a big step forward.

"The price is going up, Brother Peng, but we have too many things here, it's not safe," the younger brother advised again.

"Who dares to check here? Apart from you here, who else knows this place? Don't be afraid, we will arrange shifts, two people a day, taking turns. Everyone will work harder now, and when the weather gets cold, we will sell the goods and make money, and we will all have a good new year," said Wang Peng.

"Okay, who's going first?" asked the younger brother.

"I'll go first," Ding Yang said. He had just come out of his house after a fit of rage and wanted to spend the night here so that his father wouldn't scold him when he got home.

"Okay, Brother Ding will take one, and Xiao Fang, you will take one. You are both police officers and have guns, so we can all rest assured." The younger brother arranged the first day's shift, then complimented the two of them and continued to arrange tomorrow's shift.

As they were on duty, Ding Yang and Xiao Fang did not drink either. The remaining few people drank and staggered away.

After the few people left, Ding Yang and Xiao Fang closed the door from the inside and talked for a while in the yard. During the conversation, Ding Yang mentioned He Yushui again. It seemed that he wanted to use some tricks. If soft methods didn't work, he would just use hard methods. What he meant was to arrest the person directly and take him down directly. If it was fun, he would play with him for two more days. If he got tired of playing with him, he would just throw him into the Houhai Lake to feed the turtles.

Zhang Dabiao, who was outside, was almost mad after hearing what Ding Yang said. Isn't this looking for trouble? I wanted to warn you, but you didn't take the road to heaven, and you came to hell without a door. I'm really sorry.

After talking for a while, the two felt tired and went back to the north room to rest.