Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time to get off work at the steel mill. As the best worker in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai was always the first to leave work, followed by his two generals Jia Dongxu and He Yuzhu. When the three of them left the factory, a young man at the gate of the steel mill saw them and rode away quickly on his bicycle.

"Brother, he's coming out." The young man came quickly, and the people in Xiaozhi Hutong got the information of the upcoming action.

"Brothers, it's time for us to show our skills. Listen to my gunshots. As soon as the gun sounds, rush forward and catch people." Guo Xiaoliang regarded himself as the commander-in-chief of the front line and said to the brothers he brought with him.

"Don't worry, Xiaoliang"

"Brother Liang, please watch"

The younger brothers also gave face and agreed to Guo Xiaoliang's request.

At this time, Zhang Dabiao saw a convoy coming from a distance. There were three Jiefang brand trucks with four people tied up in the trucks. Zhang Dabiao knew three of them, one was Brother Hai, the other two were Lao Ding and Lao Liang, and there was a middle-aged man he didn't know. The four people had one thing in common, that is, there was a wooden sign stuck behind them with words on it, and a cross was made in red letters.

The spies have finished parading through the streets and are now taking them to the execution ground. That’s great! Zhang Dabao has a new idea.

The effective range of the rifle was nearly 100 meters. When the convoy was about meters away from the entrance of the alley, Zhang Dabiao's rifle fired and hit the front wheel of the truck. The tire burst and the truck tilted to one side. Brother Hai on the truck saw hope and shouted, "Come and save me, come and save us!"

Seeing this, the other three also started shouting.

The soldiers reacted quickly. The truck behind stopped immediately. The soldiers got off the car, used the truck as cover, raised their weapons, and the soldiers in the front car pinned the prisoner under them.

Zhang Dabao's gun fired again, hitting the front of the car. Guo Xiaoliang's brothers heard the gunshot and rushed out, and the Hanyang-made box rifles in their hands also started firing.

When the soldiers saw that something was not right, they began to fight back. The soldiers in the last car backed out and went around to another street in the alley, apparently trying to surround the bandits who had intercepted the car.

Guo Xiaoliang rushed the fastest, and of course died the fastest. He was the first to charge, and was shot five or six times before falling to the ground and dying. "Xiaoliang" Guo Qinhai saw his only son dead, so he rushed forward with a pistol, wanting to avenge his son. Not surprisingly, Guo Qinhai also fell, also shot several times.

Zhang Dabao saw that the Guo family wanted to retreat, so he opened his pheasant neck and suppressed the soldiers. The Guo family rescued Guo Qinhai and Guo Xiaoliang.

Zhang Dabao used a bullet belt. At this time, some soldiers were already shooting towards the water tower. Zhang Dabao put away his gun, jumped off the water tower, climbed over the wall to leave the printing factory, crossed the street, and entered the alley. At this time, the soldiers who were surrounding him also came over. Zhang Dabao thought to himself that it was a close call.

After changing clothes twice and riding around seven or eight alleys, Zhang Dabao rode his bike to Daoxiangcun, bought some snacks, hung them on the handlebars, and slowly returned to No. 95 Yard.

Chapter 52 Diao Chan

Not only Yi Zhonghai and his two companions returned home late, but all the people who worked at the steel rolling mill and walked home on this street were also late because a gunfight broke out on the street. It was extremely fierce at the beginning, but then there were sporadic gunshots, and then there was no sound at all.

Comrades from the police station also arrived and began to identify the people near the scene. When they arrived at Yi Zhonghai and his group, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. "Old Yi, how many people are you?" Zhang Weihua from the police station knew Yi Zhonghai.

"There are six of us, all from the same courtyard: Jia Dongxu, He Yuzhu, Zhang Lianhua, Dongxu's son and Zhang Lianhua's daughter," Yi Zhonghai replied.

"Did you see any strangers?" Zhang Weihua asked.

"I didn't see it," Yi Zhonghai said, and Zhang Weihua let them go.

"Master, what's going on? Are the spies causing trouble?" Jia Dongxu asked Yi Zhonghai with a look of fear on his face.

"I don't know, but it should be a big deal. Don't you see so many soldiers?" Yi Zhonghai said, pointing to the soldiers who were still rushing over from the surroundings.

"It's too scary. Zhuzi, please take out your good wine to calm me down," Jia Dongxu asked He Yuzhu.

"That's wishful thinking. Don't you have one yourself? If you provide the wine, I can provide the dishes," He Yuzhu proposed a compromise.

"No, I want to keep my wine." Jia Dongxu rejected He Yuzhu's suggestion.

"Then you keep it. I'm going to go drink with Da Biao. He must have good wine," said He Yuzhu.

"That's my seventh uncle. You bastard, you go there more often than I do." Although Jia Dongxu was angry, he also thought that what He Yuzhu proposed was a good idea, because Zhang Dabao not only had wine, but also vegetables, and there were more than a dozen fish at home.

"Aunt, go back and tell Uncle Seven to cook a fish. Jingshu was frightened today." Jia Dongxu turned his gaze to Zhang Lianhua again.

"Why don't you tell Da Biao yourself?" Zhang Lianhua asked Jia Dongxu.

"If I go and ask, what if he gets angry and hits me? If you go and ask, he won't hit you." Jia Dongxu's reason is really hard to refute.

"Dongxu, I find you really interesting," Zhang Lianhua laughed angrily.

"Banggeng, would you like to go eat fish with your aunt?" Jia Dongxu began to ask his son again.

"Cousin, I don't want to eat fish because fish has bones. I want to eat meat," Jia Jingshu said.

"There should be meat at Uncle Seventh's house. How about this, you ask Uncle Seventh, if there is a lot of meat, we can eat it together. If there is not much meat, you can eat the meat alone and we can eat fish, okay?" Jia Dongxu was determined to get the food.

"Okay," Jia Jingshu agreed. Jia Dongxu was happy because he had a plan for dinner tonight.

It was not yet six o'clock when Zhang Dabao returned to the courtyard. There were many people gathered at the gate of the courtyard, and his eldest sister Zhang Cuihua was also there with her granddaughter.

"What's going on? Let's have a meeting?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Cuihua.

"Da Biao, it's almost six o'clock. Dongxu hasn't come back yet, and Lianhua hasn't come back either? Someone heard gunshots just now. Do you think something will happen to them?" Zhang Cuihua was a little anxious.

"Are Lao Yi and Zhuzi back?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Brother Dabao, my brother and uncle haven't come back yet. Those who work in the steel rolling mill haven't come back yet," He Yushui answered Zhang Dabao's question.

"Then it's okay. It must be for safety reasons that the factory sent people to stop them. Did they send anyone to the scene to check it out?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Mrs. Guo went to the backyard," said He Yushui.

"Wait a little longer and see what Mrs. Guo says when she comes back. It's so cold, don't hold the child here," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua. He took Xiaodang from her hand and put it in front of the bicycle, holding the handlebars with one hand and the child with the other.

"Xiaodang, do you want some snacks? Your uncle bought some snacks today." Zhang Dabao teased the child as he walked back. Zhang Cuihua was afraid that the child would fall, so she quickly followed.

"Would you like a piece too?" After returning home, Zhang Dabao took out a piece of cake from his bag and gave Xiaodang a piece of cake, then turned to ask Zhang Cuihua.

"What is this? I've never seen it before." Zhang Cuihua was also a foodie. She took the cake from Zhang Dabao and swallowed it in one gulp.

"It's sweet and soft and delicious. Dabiao, what is this? I have to tell my old sisters about it tomorrow," asked Zhang Cuihua.

"This is an egg cake, made with eggs, flour and sugar. It's only 40 cents each. Have another one. You look after the children while I cook. Tell Huairu to stop cooking. Let's eat here later. We'll be back soon." Xiaodang was eating the cake wholeheartedly. Zhang Cuihua still had one in her hand. She couldn't bear to eat it this time as she wanted to leave it for her grandson.

She carried the child back home and gave the child to Qin Huairu, "Huairu, stop cooking. Go to your seventh uncle's house to eat. Xiaodang has a cake in his hand. One is only 40 cents. It's very precious. Look, a piece of the child has fallen to the ground." Zhang Cuihua said as she picked it up from the ground and put it in her mouth. In fact, what Xiaodang dropped was just a piece of crumbs.

Qin Huairu carried the child to the backyard. Zhang Dabao had already started cooking, steaming rice and braised fish fillets.

"Have some snacks. They're on the table. Help yourself," Zhang Dabao said when he saw Qin Huairu come in.

"Seventh Uncle, are you going to Chunfeng Hutong tomorrow?" Qin Huairu asked while eating cake.

"Go, do you want to go?" Zhang Dabao turned around and smiled.

"I'll go at noon," Qin Huairu said, stuffing the cake into her mouth, putting Xiaodang on the bed, and helping Zhang Dabao cut vegetables.

Guo Kang's wife came back, and the situation was similar to what Zhang Dabao said. The people who stopped the people were not the security department of the factory, but the police from the police station.

"We are identifying the bad guys at the scene, the neighbors will be back soon," this was the news brought back by Guo Kang's wife, and everyone put their minds at ease.

At seven o'clock, Zhang Dabao prepared the meal. After waiting for a while, Jia Dongxu and Zhang Lianhua came back with their two children.

"Banggeng, Jingshu, there are snacks on the table. Eat one if you are hungry. We will eat as soon as the new students come back," Zhang Dabao said to the two children.

Banggeng and Jingshu were already hungry, so they started eating the snacks when they saw them. Jia Dongxu also wanted to eat, but he was too embarrassed to reach out for any.

"Seventh Uncle, Jingshu said she wanted to eat fish," said Jia Dongxu.

"Cousin, you are wrong. I want to eat meat," Jia Jingshu corrected Jia Dongxu.

Zhang Dabao laughed when he heard what they said, "Dongxu, you remind me of an ancient person."

"That ancient person?" Jia Dongxu became interested.

"Diao Chan," Zhang Dabao said seriously.

"Who is this person? I've never heard of him." Jia Dongxu looked confused.

"Brother Dongxu, this is a great beauty, one of the four great beauties in ancient times." He Yushui and He Yuzhu came in with two bottles of wine.

"I know I look good, Uncle Seventh, you have good taste," Jia Dongxu smiled proudly.

"Where do you get your confidence from? I say you are picky and greedy. You are not good at anything and you eat everything without leaving any." After Zhang Dabao said this, everyone laughed. Bang Geng laughed especially loudly, and even laughed so hard that his nose ran. "My father is Diao Chan..."

What could Jia Dongxu say at this time? He could only laugh along with everyone.

Chapter 53: Tough Guy Guo Qinyuan

Facing everyone's ridicule, Jia Dongxu was not angry, but when he saw the wine in He Yuzhu's hand, he got angry, "Silly Zhu, didn't I tell you to bring good wine? Who are you trying to fool with Erguotou?"

"The good wine is kept. It's already good enough for you to drink Erguotou. This kind of wine is still one dollar a bottle, which is not better than the loose wine of one cent a pound that you drank before," He Yuzhu directly confronted Jia Dongxu.

"But you have good wine," Jia Dongxu refused to accept.

"Don't you have it? Go home and get it," He Yuzhu encouraged Jia Dongxu.

"I won't take it. I'll let you go today. Let's have Erguotou. It's stronger. Uncle Qi, did you hear the gunshot?" Jia Dongxu changed the subject.

"I didn't hear it, but I heard from your mother. Did you hear it?" Zhang Dabao asked them.

"I heard it so clearly. There were also machine guns. Someone intercepted the execution ground. I heard they were fellow spies. There were dozens of them, and they were all armed with real guns," Jia Dongxu said mysteriously.

"There are also machine guns? It seems that there are a lot of people involved. Have you caught them?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"I heard that some of them ran away, and we caught quite a few of them, filling three large trucks," Jia Dongxu continued.

"There are still spy activities going on now. Don't go around after get off work. Go with Zhuzi and Lao Yi. It's safer this way." Zhang Dabao talked about Jia Dongxu, who liked to drink and play cards everywhere.

"Uncle Huang" Jia Dongxu saw Huang Xinsheng coming back and greeted him.

"Freshmen, didn't you go to help?" Zhang Dabao asked Huang Xinsheng.

"The people in the useless factory are all from the army. It's a big deal. I heard that several of them escaped and several key members were not caught. These should be the people in the spy organization who are responsible for operations. Chief Xing estimated that it is very likely that the intelligence team and the action team over there acted together. The information is accurate and the plan is resolute, but the people in charge of the action are a little bit worse. If the old hands were allowed to take action, Brother Hai and the others would most likely have been rescued." Huang Xinsheng brought back updated news.

"What does it mean that all the backbone members ran away?" Jia Dongxu was a little confused.

"We arrested some peripheral personnel. Guo Qinhai and Guo Xiaoliang, who were responsible for contacting the spies, were beaten to death on the spot. Now only Guo Qinyuan knows the inside story. His three younger brothers don't know much," Huang Xinsheng explained.

"Why does the name Guo Qinhai sound so familiar?" Huang Dongxu said.

"There's a guy nicknamed Guo Dapiezi. Didn't you and Brother Zhuzi beat him up a few days ago?" Huang Xinsheng gave the answer.

"Is Guo Dapiezi a spy? Is he dead? I can't tell." Jia Dongxu thought about the fight with such a ruthless guy a few days ago, and now he felt like peeing.

"What are you afraid of? He's dead. What's wrong with being a spy? He will still get his head smashed by Brother Zhuzi with a spoon." Zhang Dabao saw Jia Dongxu's frightened look and slapped him.

"He has a gun," Jia Dongxu said in a low voice.

"Can he still be brought to the factory? He doesn't want to live anymore. They won't fire their guns easily. They should be carrying out the task from above, otherwise it would be impossible to organize so many people. He will be exposed once he fires his gun. They have to leave. He will die anyway. If he doesn't die, he has to run away." Zhang Dabao comforted Jia Dongxu.

"Stop talking and let's eat," Zhang Lianhua said as the dishes were served.

Jia Dongxu was scared tonight and drank three cups in a row. He got drunk without even eating.