Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Brother Dongxu, you two are really interesting. You beat your children for fun every day? I really can't understand it." He Yuzhu said a few more words and went back to the house.

"You really left and didn't even let me go to your house for a meal. What a shame." Jia Dongxu had no choice but to squat at the door of his house, muttering softly.

"Dad, eat quickly, or there will be no more," Bang Geng came out and called Jia Dongxu.

After hearing this, Jia Dongxu quickly ran into the house and finished his meal in two or three bites.

"Mom, my seventh uncle scolds my master like this every day. Can the two of them ever reconcile?" After lying down for a while, Jia Dongxu thought of a new problem.

"The two of them reconciled? Impossible. Dongxu and the others are your elders. Don't worry about it. You can't control them." Zhang Cuihua must have realized something and warned her son.

Yi Zhonghai didn't eat. He was too angry. He couldn't think of any way to deal with Zhang Dabao. He didn't buy into the moral blackmail. He couldn't win in a fight. Zhuzi's own top thug also betrayed him. Even if he didn't betray him, he couldn't beat him. Zhang Dabao had a poisonous mouth and every word he said could hurt people.

After sitting in the chair for a long time, Yi Zhonghai stood up and came to the room of the deaf old lady in the backyard. As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Dabao knew that the two crows had already told Zhang Dabao about their every move.

Zhang Dabao made a speaker out of cardboard and stuck it on the wall as a sound collector. With his enhanced hearing, Zhang Dabao was able to hear the conversation between Yi Zhonghai and the deaf old lady even though it was low.

"Old lady, we can't suppress Zhang Dabao. I don't have any good solution?" Yi Zhonghai said in a low voice.

"Yes, he has a bad temper and can fight. The key is that he has connections. It's not easy to deal with," said the deaf old lady with a sigh.

"We can't go on like this. Look how close Dongxu is to him now. Zhuzi is no longer on the same page with us. The two younger ones in Liu Haizhong's family, the old Yan family, and the Xiao Guo family all want to be close to him. Who will take care of us in the future?" Yi Zhonghai was still complaining.

"Zhong Hai can't do it, so let him go," said the deaf old lady.

"If I tell him to go, will he go? This person doesn't listen to me, and I can't persuade him." Yi Zhonghai was a little convinced.

"It's not that he wants to leave or not, but he has to leave. I'll think of a way to catch him," the deaf old lady continued.

"It's not easy. He works in the supply and marketing department and sold 19 wild boars to the factory at one time. He made a lot of money and he didn't go to work on time. Deputy Director Li is his cousin and Wang Xiuqin from the street office is his aunt. They would protect him no matter what," Yi Zhonghai gave his explanation.

"Then give him a reason to leave. I'll think of a way and we'll perfect it then," the deaf old lady made up her mind.

"Okay, let's not provoke him these days. It would be bad if he loses his temper again and hits us," said Yi Zhonghai.

"How old am I? Does he dare to hit me? Even if he hits me, Wang Xiuqin can't protect him," said the deaf old lady confidently.

"You should have a good rest." Yi Zhonghai did not answer, but walked out of the room carefully, looked around, and then returned to his home in the central courtyard.

"What method did the deaf old lady use? Frame-up. It has low cost and quick effect. I happen to be good at it," Zhang Dabao thought to himself.

I didn't want to arouse suspicion, so I didn't use any tricks against you. But now you thought of using them, so I'm sorry.

The next day, Zhang Dabao did not go out and stayed at home. At around 2:30 in the afternoon, the deaf old lady went out, walking out with the help of a cane. Zhang Dabao knew that she was going to a small black market. The deaf old lady had high standards in life and often went there to buy some delicious food. Sometimes she would exchange her expiring food coupons for money.

Zhang Dabao left his home and sensed that there was no one in the yard. He quickly entered the deaf old lady's house. He did not rummage through things, but looked at the structure of her house to see if there was a cellar, darkroom or the like. Her house had three rooms and she lived in the middle one. The innermost room was a storage room. The things inside were very messy and it seemed that it had not been tidied for a long time. The outermost room was the kitchen, which was also very dirty. It seemed that she did not like doing housework. The middle room was her living room. A kang took up half of the room, making the space look particularly small. The kang hole was not small, but Zhang Dabao did not open it. He went out after looking at it.

Zhang Dabiao received a lot of letters from Brother Hai. One of the letters mentioned a person codenamed "Fox". The letter said that Fox had left the organization and hid since the founding of the People's Republic of China. His identity became a mystery and was particularly mysterious. It happened that the deaf old lady was also very mysterious. The street office didn't know her background. They only knew that her name was Jin Jing'e and she was 70 years old this year. Zhang Dabiao thought she was the best candidate for Fox.

Two letters of denunciation were published, saying that he was a member of the Secret Service Operation Department, and the last interception was arranged by a superior named Fox. Fox's identity was very mysterious, and the meeting place was a black market in Tianshui Hutong, which was only open during the day. It was mainly a small market for exchanging bills and selling food. After the action, he regretted it very much and decided to commit suicide to apologize. Before committing suicide, he confessed his superior Fox. According to his guess, Fox was a woman, who often dressed up as an old lady.

The letter was sent to Zhang Weihua of Hongxing Police Station and Wang Xiuqin of Hongxing Sub-district Office.

Zhang Dabao used the space to put a wooden box in the old lady's utility room next door, which contained a pistol, a radio, and two gold bars.

After doing all this, Zhang Dabao rode his bike out of the yard, put on makeup, sent the letter, and then went to Chunfeng Hutong to rest for half an afternoon.

Chapter 58: The Deaf Old Lady is Arrested

Today, last Thursday, the weather was clear and sunny.

One can never get enough sleep in spring. Zhang Dabao had nothing else to do, so of course he slept until he woke up naturally. When he got up, it was already eleven in the morning. He had breakfast and lunch together and ate something casually. Zhang Dabao thought that he had made an appointment with the Yan family to help him turn the soil on Sunday, but he had not yet got up, so he rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative, where there were tools, including shovels, hoes, rakes and so on. Zhang Dabao bought one of each and then went to the place where seeds were sold and bought some cucumber, pepper and eggplant seeds.

After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, he remembered that sweet potatoes do not have seeds, but seedlings. He had sweet potatoes cultivated in his own space, which would be perfect for making seeds. The prerequisite was that there must be a warm kang, and it would be best to use plastic sheeting. If there was no plastic sheeting, glass would have to be used. It would be inconvenient to drink alcohol every day. The supply and marketing cooperative did not sell plastic sheeting, so Zhang Dabao thought of going to the department store to have a look.

Halfway through the journey, all the tools were put away in the space, and they arrived at the department store. There was indeed plastic sheeting, but to buy this kind of thing one had to have a letter of certification from one's unit. Zhang Dabao had no choice but to go to the steel rolling mill.

After a whole afternoon, when the bicycle chain was about to spark, Zhang Dabao arrived at the steel rolling mill. The section chief gave him a letter of certification. He had finally arrived at the unit and could not leave immediately, so he sat down at his desk and chatted with his colleagues.

"Chief, doesn't our department have a car?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"The factory has a fleet of cars, the security department also has cars, and other departments don't have cars," replied the section chief.

"What should we do when we go to the countryside? Can we bring back large quantities of goods?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Any bulk cargo? I can go to the fleet and ask for a vehicle." The section chief became interested.

"Not now, but I want to go to the countryside in a few days. If I don't have a car, a motorcycle will do. I can modify it and add a cargo bed at the back, and I can carry a lot of goods," Zhang Dabao asked again.

"Except bicycles, we don't have any other cars. Speaking of motorcycles, there is a motorcycle in our factory warehouse, but it's broken down inside. It's such a pity," said the section chief.

"I can repair motorcycles. Can I drive it after I finish repairing it?" Zhang Dabao also became interested and insisted that the section chief go with him to take a look.

"Chief, this can't be the one, it's owned by the Japanese, how many years has it been?" Zhang Dabao was dumbfounded when he saw the antique.

"It's only been around for twenty years. It was captured in 40. It was still drivable when the country was just liberated, but it broke down later on because it couldn't be repaired." The section chief's words made Zhang Dabao's heart drop.

"It's too old. It looks like it will take a lot of work to revive it. Can I take it away? Or I'll buy it. You know I still have some money," Zhang Dabao said to the section chief.

"Let's go and ask the leader for instructions." The two came to Li Huaide's office again. Li Huaide went to ask Yang Weihua for instructions. Finally, Zhang Dabao paid one hundred yuan and asked the factory to send someone to deliver the undriveable motorcycle to the courtyard at No. 10 Hufeng Hutong.

After the people from the factory left, Zhang Dabao started to dismantle cars in the south room. Time passed quickly when he was working. When it got dark, Zhang Dabao closed the door, went home to rest, and would continue working tomorrow.

I tied the tools to the back seat and rode very fast back to Yard No. 95.

There are more people in the yard today, big and small, almost all of them are in the front yard.

"Teacher Yan, are we going to have another meeting?" Zhang Dabao looked around and saw that there were at least a hundred people present.

"No meeting, something went wrong with Da Biao," Yan Bugui said in a low voice.

"What happened? Was there a thief in the yard?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"No, it's worse than thieves. We have spies in our hospital," Yan Bugui said in a low voice.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Director Wang said last time that it's impossible for Yi Zhonghai to be here. Those are all rumors." Zhang Dabao just laughed.

"Who said it was Yi Zhonghai? It was the deaf old lady next door to you in the backyard. She has guns and radios at home. The evidence is conclusive." Yan Bugui's words made Zhang Dabao happy. It seemed that his letter had paid off.

Wang Xiuqin received a letter this morning. When she read the letter, she was shocked. It was a serious matter. When she arrived at the district government, Zhang Weihua from the police station also came to the district public security bureau. District leader Liu called Director Wang and told him about the matter. Director Wang and Zhang Weihua came to Leader Liu's office.

"Hucheng, do you think this is true?" Leader Liu asked Director Wang.

"Leader, no matter whether it is true or not, we must investigate. I personally think it is true. Our search intensity has been particularly strong in the past few days. The living space of those who have been exposed is getting smaller and smaller. Our country is also stronger, and their confidence has been shaken. Besides, it is impossible for a normal person to write such content," Director Wang expressed his opinion.

"I've heard of this place called Tianshui Hutong. Go and make arrangements. Check it out thoroughly. The higher-ups take the issue of machine guns very seriously. Hucheng, the guns must be found. See if they have other teams. We are in a critical period of construction and these people can be very harmful," Leader Liu stated his request.

Director Wang returned to the bureau and immediately made arrangements. At 3:30 p.m., all those entering and leaving the small black market were arrested.

After rounds of screening, it was found that there was only one old lady who came every day, and that was the deaf old lady in Yard 95. Her suspicion increased rapidly. Director Wang arranged for Zhang Weihua to search the deaf old lady's house. As a result, a pistol, a radio and two gold bars were found in the utility room.

"Is it really her?" Director Wang was a little bit unbelieving. An ordinary old lady turned out to be the fox that everyone had been looking for for nearly ten years. It was too unbelievable.

"Director, it only proves that the enemy is hiding too deeply. If it weren't for this letter, we wouldn't suspect her, let alone suspect that she is the fox. The key issue now is how to find the machine gun and whether she has any subordinates," said Zhang Weihua.

"Yes, the enemy is hiding among the masses, who could have imagined it? Send someone to conduct a deeper search of her home to see if there is anything found. I'm going to meet this fox." Director Wang divided his troops into two groups. One group, led by Zhang Weihua, went to Yard 95. When the police arrived this time, they dug three feet into the ground and made a new discovery in the kang hole of her home. There was a box of gold and silver jewelry, but no weapons, letters or the like were found.

Director Wang encountered problems during the interrogation. The deaf old lady refused to admit that the things were hers, saying that she was framed and that she was just an ordinary five-guarantee household.

After Zhang Weihua came back, the interrogation still made no progress. "Weihua, have you found anything?" Director Wang asked.

"We found a large amount of gold and silver jewelry, conservatively estimated at more than 2 yuan. It seems that this is their funding," said Zhang Weihua.

"Now that the evidence is irrefutable, she still dares to deny it. We need to use some tricks." Director Wang was furious when he saw the full box of jewelry. How could an ordinary old lady have such things? This is fooling fools.

Chapter 59: Banggen's Ideal

Zhang Dabao didn't know the suffering the deaf old lady had endured, but he was happy now.

"I can't believe it, Teacher Yan, that an old lady has a gun?" Zhang Dabao asked Yan Bugui with a look of disbelief.

"Everyone saw it, and the police told us the same thing," Yan Bugui found more witnesses, and the people in the courtyard nodded.

"Originally, it was said that Yi Zhonghai was a spy, but who would have thought that the spy was Yi Zhonghai's godmother? What a joke," Zhang Dabao said with a long sigh.

"Teacher Yan, I have bought all the tools. Don't forget to ask the children to help on Sunday." Zhang Dabao pushed his bicycle towards the backyard.

"Uncle Seventh, I don't go to school on Sunday. I will also go to help turn the soil." Bang Geng heard the conversation between Zhang Dabao and Yan Bugui and hurried over to say something.

"Okay, come over earlier then. I want to build a greenhouse for growing sweet potato seedlings first. How about we eat roasted sweet potatoes today? Let's try and see if the sweet potatoes we will grow in the future are delicious?" Zhang Dabao asked Banggeng.

"Can sweet potatoes be roasted? Aren't they usually boiled or added to porridge?" Banggeng followed Zhang Dabia to the backyard.

"What do you know? Roasted sweet potatoes are delicious. Once you peel off the skin, the yellow flesh is roasted and oily, and the oil is sweet. Take a bite and you'll have an endless aftertaste." Jia Dongxu caught up without knowing when.

"You *** only know how to eat. Why don't you come to help? You're worse than a child." Zhang Dabao got angry when he saw Jia Dongxu's look.

"I won't say it, but I will do it. He can only talk but not do it." Jia Dongxu was not angry after being scolded, but explained with a playful smile on his face.

"The child's words make people feel comfortable, but he gets angry when he sees you. Hurry up and take a few steps to light the fire. Can you roast it?" Zhang Dabao kicked Jia Dongxu.

"Of course I can bake, but I'll go call my mom first, she bakes better." Jia Dongxu ran away.

"My dad probably doesn't know how to bake, so he asked my grandma to do it," Banggeng said to Zhang Dabao.

"Your father was spoiled by your grandmother, so don't learn from him," Zhang Dabao said to Banggeng.

"If I don't learn from him, he won't be promoted and his friends will laugh at him. I don't want to be laughed at by others. I must become a second-level worker when I grow up." Bang Geng expressed his great ideal.

"Level 2 worker is your father's ideal, you can set your goal a little higher." Zhang Dabao laughed out loud when he heard Bang Geng's words.

"I'm a third-level worker," Banggeng said proudly.

"Okay, a level three worker can still earn 40 yuan a month, which is enough to support the family. Go call your aunt over and you can eat together." Zhang Dabao thought to himself that you Jia family members have such big ambitions, you really deserve to be the offspring of your blessed brother-in-law.

Jia Dongxu knew how to make a fire. Zhang Dabao took out the sweet potatoes to coax Zhang Cuihua, and asked his second sister to cook some more. They stewed a soup. It seemed that Zhang Cuihua had roasted sweet potatoes many times when she was a child, and she controlled the heat well. The soup was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious.

"Sister, you have to pass on your skills to Dongxu. By then, it will be better for him to set up a small stall selling roasted sweet potatoes in front of the steel rolling mill than to work. A first-level worker is better off than you. You may be promoted to second-level in a year," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Cuihua.

"I won't set up a stall. My mother told me not to play with fire." Jia Dongxu's reason was very strong.

"Did you listen to me when I told you to study hard? Did you listen to me when I told you to study hard? Why didn't you listen to me when I told you to do something?" Zhang Cuihua is now on par with Liu Haizhong, and she would attack Jia Dongxu at any time.

"Seventh uncle, aunt, please persuade my mother to stop beating me. I'm so old now." Jia Dongxu ran into the yard.

"Dongxu, my mother told me to mind my own business," said Zhang Lianhua.

Huang Xinsheng laughed so hard that the sweet potato spat out, and Zhang Dabao and others also laughed.

"Brother Dongxu, are you playing the game of beating children with Aunt Jia again?" He Yuzhu heard the noise and came over with his sister.