Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Put him in the south room. Master Huo's old bedding is still there. Let's go to your house. Will you still be able to sleep with him in this state?" Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

He Yuzhu and Huang Xinsheng placed Jia Dongxu at the southernmost side of the east wing. There was a bed and bedding in the inner room, and fish were hung in the outer room. However, the smell was not very pleasant, with a strong smell of seasoning, but Jia Dongxu, a drunk man, could not smell it at all.

After settling Jia Dongxu down, they had another drink and then ended the party after dinner.

Many people did not sleep well tonight, and many people in the steel mill were frightened, but the one who was most frightened was Guo Qinyuan, the eldest brother of Guo Dapiezi. He felt something was wrong after the gunshot. After Guo Xiaoliang rushed out, he felt that things were completely out of control. Before he could react, his fourth brother Guo Qinhai also rushed out, but he was shot dead as expected. Why did they do that? Who was shooting from above? The fourth brother didn't tell me that they had a machine gun. They used a machine gun to catch people like Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu, and Jia Dongxu. Isn't this a joke?

No matter what gun you use, you can't shoot at the soldiers in three trucks? Guo Qinyuan had countless questions in his mind, but he lay on the ground and the gun didn't hit him. He was captured by the soldiers.

The action of Guo Qinhai and his son gave Hai Ge and four others who should have been shot a temporary life. The four were thrown into prison again, and they were greeted with more severe interrogation. When Hai Ge heard Xiaozhi Hu Tong, Li Fang confessed that the third house on the left was a reserve warehouse, which he did not find, and this group of people might have found the equipment from it.

The police conducted a carpet search of the third house on the left side of Xiaozhi Hutong and found an empty darkroom. This also further verified Hai Ge's testimony. Now the only person who knew about the situation was Guo Qinyuan.

"Leader, I'm not a spy, really not. My colleagues in the factory and my neighbors can all testify that it was all done by the fourth brother and his son. I knew nothing about it." Guo Qinyuan had suffered the most in his life in the past two days. He even confessed to peeping at his female neighbor taking a bath when he was a child, but he didn't say anything about this incident.

"They are too stubborn. How can we not confess? A machine gun is no small thing. It takes two or three people to carry it away. And their sniper has also escaped. The whereabouts of at least three or four people are unknown. The harm to the entire society is too great," said a senior leader of the Public Security Bureau.

"Should we increase our efforts a little more? Guo Qinyuan must be a die-hard," District Director Wang asked his superior.

"Let's increase our efforts. If he really refuses to confess, then there's nothing we can do." The leader agreed with Director Wang's idea.

"Leader, Lao Si just asked us to help him catch Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu. This is true. Why don't you believe it?" Guo Qinyuan cried, very sadly.

"Stop talking bullshit. To arrest three workers, is it necessary to mobilize thirty people, a machine gun, five or six pistols, and three or four rifles? Guo Qinyuan, please stop insulting everyone's IQ now." Director Wang laughed angrily. Of course he investigated Yi Zhonghai and the other two. They were just two fitters and a cook who had a conflict with Guo Qinhai in the cafeteria. If the five brothers had gone to beat people up, the police would have believed it. But thirty people, so many guns, and heavy weapons, it was really unacceptable.

"It's true, Lao Si knows. If you don't believe me, ask him." Guo Qinyuan collapsed.

"Damn Guo Qinhai is dead, didn't you know? You led people to retrieve the bodies of the father and son. Guo Qinyuan, I respect you as a man. It's not easy for you to hold on until now. I won't ask you the reason, nor will I ask your superiors, but you have to tell me who your accomplices are? Where did they go with the machine guns? Tell me, and I will give you a quick death." Director Wang was about to collapse. He didn't expect Guo Qinyuan to be so stubborn.

"I really don't know. It's true. Only Lao Si and his son Xiao Liang know. We are all innocent." Guo Qinyuan's answer disappointed Director Wang.

"Go on, give this great hero a good treat." Director Wang let out a long sigh and told his men to continue.

In the end, Guo Qinyuan did not confess. Director Wang also admired him a little. He was a good man. Why did he have to be a spy? In the end, he was shot together with Hai Ge and Lao Ding. His three younger brothers, sons, and nephews were all sent to the northwest.

The five most domineering brothers of the Guo family at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill just disappeared from the factory.

Chapter 54: Wen Li

The sun rises every day, and it is new every day. Zhang Dabao had a good rest. He was also a little scared. He did not expect that Guo Qinhai and his son were two brainless people who did things without considering the consequences. Fortunately, the problem was solved, and it was solved perfectly.

Two crows were taken back and one was placed in the yard to monitor the deaf old lady next door. Zhang Dabao had a very bad impression of her. She had a cold and mysterious feeling. Except for going out once every afternoon, she stayed in her room all the time. Her room was very dark and one could hardly see anything when looking inside from the outside.

Who is she? What is her relationship with Yi Zhonghai? What is her relationship with He Yuzhu? Zhang Dabiao has been unable to figure out these questions.

The other crow was still placed in the steel rolling mill. Nothing could happen to the second sister. For the time being, he could only use his energy on these two birds. Zhang Dabao also gave up on the first sparrow.

In the morning, Zhang Dabiao was woken up by Jia Dongxu's retching. After Jia Dongxu got up, he retched as soon as he went out the door and vomited some acid. He stood up and looked back, and saw Zhang Lianhua. "Auntie, where did I sleep?"

"I used to sleep in Master Huo's room. Dongxu, don't drink anymore. It's so uncomfortable when you're drunk. I feel uncomfortable just listening to you vomiting," Zhang Lianhua said to her nephew.

"Aunt, you don't drink, so you don't know the joy of drinking. Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry." Jia Dongxu didn't take Zhang Lianhua's words to heart at all.

"There's rice porridge, have a bowl. You didn't eat last night. I didn't see that you were happy when drinking, but I saw that you were uncomfortable." Zhang Lianhua said this but still scooped a bowl of rice porridge for Jia Dongxu.

"Aunt, your cooking is better than my mom's and Huairu's," Jia Dongxu praised Lianhua while drinking.

"It doesn't taste good, but you bastard won't starve to death. How can corn porridge taste good as rice porridge? Now you dislike your mother's cooking, so bring rice home for me when the time comes." Zhang Cuihua was a little worried about her son in the morning, so she got up early to check on him. She happened to hear her son praising his sister.

"Mom, you can talk but don't do anything. Don't spill the rice." Jia Dongxu drank while running, and put the bowl on the table after he finished drinking.

"Have some more drink, but there are no steamed buns. We haven't steamed buns for several days," Zhang Lianhua asked her nephew.

"It's okay to have another bowl. Auntie, bring some pickles." Jia Dongxu was also a down-to-earth man. He picked up the bowl again as soon as he was asked.

"Da Biao, when will Dongxu be able to behave like an adult since he is so shameless?" Zhang Cuihua saw her brother also left the house.

"He will never grow up in front of us. When he becomes like an adult, you will also become old. Such a temper and personality is so good that you will not suffer any loss," Zhang Dabao answered the elder sister's question with a smile.

"Seventh uncle is right." Jia Dongxu finished his meal, put down his bowl and left.

"You can eat here too. Second sister has cooked a lot." Zhang Dabao stopped Zhang Cuihua when he saw her about to leave.

"You make a lot, so I'll have a bowl. Rice porridge tastes good, but corn grits are hard to swallow." Zhang Cuihua was not polite.

After breakfast, everyone went to work or school. Zhang Dabao also rode his bicycle out. He and Qin Huairu had a date in Chunfeng Hutong today.

Now the weather is getting warmer, the winter coat has been taken off, and the willow trees by the river have started to turn green. Zhang Zaibiao suddenly wants to record the image of Beijing in 1960. Do I have a camera ticket? I searched in my space, but I don't have one. How much industrial roll do I need? I don't know. I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon to check.

When Qin Huairu came, Zhang Dabao remembered an ancient poem: When the spring breeze and jade dew meet, they are better than countless other people.

Qin Huairu is really a beauty. In one word, she is smooth. She is so smooth that you can't stop wanting her.

"Is Dongxu's illness not cured yet?" Zhang Dabao asked when he saw Qin Huairu acting so crazy.

"It seems that he can't be cured. He doesn't care about it. It doesn't matter whether he is well or not," Qin Huairu said.

"It seems that your requirements are quite high." Zhang Dabao patted her butt.

"Hey" Qin Huairu didn't say anything.

"I have to go. I have to go to various courtyards to investigate the floating population these two days. I have some free time. I will tell you in advance when I have time." Qin Huairu rested for a while, put on her clothes and left.

Zhang Dabao thought about it for a while, then went out of the yard and ran straight to the supply and marketing cooperative. Unexpectedly, the supply and marketing cooperative did not have any cameras. The staff told him that only the Beijing Department Store had one. He had no choice but to run to the department store again.

There are many more people in the department store than in the supply and marketing cooperative, and the goods inside are more complete, including bicycles, radios, electric fans, sewing machines, and cameras.

"Comrade, can I see the Seagull camera?" Zhang Dabao squeezed in front of the counter.

"Okay, this camera costs 225 yuan, and it includes ten industrial films." The staff member was not very enthusiastic, but he was not indifferent either.

"I have the money and the industrial rolls, but I can't bring the film?" Zhang Dabao took a look and put the camera on the counter.

"No, the film is two yuan each, 0.2 industrial roll." The staff patiently answered his question.

"Give me one machine and ten rolls of film. Do we have someone who can develop photos here?" Zhang Dabao took out some money.

"We don't develop photos here, the photo studios do that. Here's the ticket, go over there to pay and bring the stamped receipt here. I'll pack up the camera and film now." The staff member issued the ticket quickly.

After paying, stamping and picking up items, Zhang Dabao now owns a Seagull camera.

After leaving the department store, Zhang Dabao wondered whether he should check in here, develop the photos, and take them out to look at them when he was older.

Zhang Dabao took out his camera and gestured for a while, then thought that this was from the 60s and it was not the point-and-shoot cameras of later generations. He didn't know how to adjust the focus and didn't even know which button to press. Zhang Dabao had no choice but to squat down beside the department store, find the instruction manual and start reading it.

"Comrade, is this your Seagull camera?" a young woman dressed fashionably came over and asked.

"Yes, I just bought it. I don't know how to use it yet. I'm reading the instructions." Zhang Dabao answered the woman's question without looking up.

"I know how to use it and I can teach you, but there is a condition. You take a picture for me and I will pay for the film and developing the photos," the woman spoke again.

"Okay, money doesn't matter, come on." Zhang Dabao stood up and handed the camera to the woman.

"Oh my god!" Zhang Dabao was surprised when he saw the woman's face. He must have seen it before. Isn't this Sister Li?

"What's wrong with you?" the woman who looked like Sister Li asked again.

"It's okay, I felt like I had seen you there," said Zhang Dabao.

"Really? I'm a teacher at Hongxing Primary School. My name is Wenli. Do you have children attending school?" The woman had a cheerful personality.

"Wenli, isn't this Brother Zhi's woman? It is indeed her," Zhang Dabao thought to himself.

"Yes, I've seen you in school. My neighbor Yan Bugui is also a teacher in this school," said Zhang Dabao.

"Teacher Yan is an old teacher. He is a very good teacher, but he is very economical," Wen Li said to Zhang Dabao with a smile.

"Is that how he saves money? Don't you know that he has a nickname called Lao Kou?" Having a common topic, the two started chatting.

Chapter 55: Taking Photos

Wenli is a person with very high living standards. She likes to wear beautiful clothes, appreciate famous places of interest, like Western novels, and even more like a romantic life.

Today, Wenli came to the department store to buy some office supplies with other teachers from the school. After the task was completed, she looked at the time and saw that there was no class to go back, so she asked her colleagues to leave and stayed to shop in the department store. The Seagull camera is something she has been eyeing for a long time, but she can't afford it. Wenli also wants to own a Seagull camera to keep her most beautiful side. Every time she comes to the department store, she will look at this counter for a long time. There are also people buying cameras, all of which are bought for the unit. Hongxing Primary School also has one. When there are some activities, the leaders will arrange for them to take pictures, but they can't take pictures for themselves. Today, I saw a young man bought a camera and started studying it at the door. It must not be bought for the unit. I also saw him reading the manual, which means he is a novice, so Wenli came over to ask.

Unexpectedly, she and he had a mutual acquaintance, and their relationship became closer. Wen Li installed batteries and put film in the camera, taught Zhang Dabao how to adjust the focus, and asked Zhang Dabao to practice in front of the department store.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Wen. Come here and let me take a picture of you." Zhang Dabao learned how to do it, and asked Wen Li to come over and take the picture.

Wen Li did not hesitate to do so. She adjusted her clothes and posed for her best look. Zhang Dabao took pictures of her with his camera.

"Teacher Wen, a few more?" Zhang Dabao did not put away the camera. He could see that Wen Li liked taking photos very much. She was good-looking, so she could be a model for him.

"Is it okay?" Wen Li ran over happily.

“Of course, I can find such a beautiful motorcycle somewhere. You tell me the place. The light is good now, let’s take a few more pictures,” Zhang Dabao answered very affirmatively.

"Let's go to ***. I've always wanted to take a picture there. It's about two kilometers away from here. We can walk there in ten minutes," Wen Li said eagerly.

"Come on, I'll take you on my bike. Walking is too tiring." Zhang Dabao also wanted to check in at *** Square, so he pushed out the bike. Wen Li sat on the back seat and grabbed Zhang Dabao's clothes with one hand.

Then, they checked in at several places such as the National Day, the Monument to the People's Heroes, and the Great Hall of the People.

The sky gradually darkened and it was no longer appropriate to take pictures.

After half an afternoon, the two had become quite familiar with each other.

"Sister Wen, to express my gratitude to you, I'd like to treat you to dinner tonight," said Zhang Dabao.

"I should be the one thanking you, but I don't have much money today, so I may not be able to treat you," Wen Li said with her head down.

"It doesn't matter who treats whom. Today I'll treat you first. Let's go eat Peking duck." Zhang Dabao made the decision and took Wen Li to Quanjude.

While eating, the two talked about topics such as photography, travel, and even discussed Western literature. As a senior Internet enthusiast in later generations, Zhang Dabao's views were sharp and directly shocked Wen Li.

"Da Biao, you are a retired soldier, but you don't look like one. You seem to be very knowledgeable," Wen Li asked.

"Learning never ends, as long as you live. When I was in the army, I also used my spare time to study because I was afraid that one day there would be no war, so I wanted to adapt to the society as quickly as possible," Zhang Dabao explained.

"That's very well said. I also like reading, but I only like novels. I can't finish reading books that increase knowledge," said Wen Li.

"You can learn from reading any book. Don't novelists write based on real life? Reading books from ancient times can help us understand the history of that time. Reading foreign books can help us understand their living habits and customs. All the knowledge we acquire subtly enters our brains." Zhang Dabao is very understanding.

After dinner, "Sister Wen, where is your home? I'll take you back."

"Let's go to Mashi Hutong. My daughter is still with my parents," Wen Li said.

"Is my brother-in-law on a business trip?" Wen Li got on the bicycle and the two began chatting.

"I'm not on a business trip. We just had a fight a few days ago." Wen Li fell silent after saying that. She didn't want to talk about her family.