Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Who are you sending the letter to? Who are you sending the letter to?" Zhang Weihua asked.

"Liu Zhengxian, a technician in our factory, would hand me one or several pieces of paper every few days. I would put them under a brick, and then..." Zhang Jie explained everything in detail.

"Lao Liang, the textile factory is not in our jurisdiction. I have to report to the branch immediately and control Liu Zhengxian," Zhang Weihua said. He asked Cao Lianbiao to come and record it, and Zhang Weihua called Director Wang.

Chapter 207: Touching Porcelain

"Weihua, is there a big case?" Director Wang's voice came over. His voice was not loud, but it was too stressful.

There is no justification or reason for waking up the boss in the middle of the night.

"Chief, we have captured an enemy spy and are now interrogating him. He has given away his superiors, who are not in our jurisdiction. We need you to coordinate," said Zhang Weihua.

"Enemy spies? I'll go to the Red Star Police Station right away." Director Wang hung up the phone with Zhang Weihua and made a few more calls. For a while, the Dongcheng Branch became busy.

Thirty minutes later, Director Wang arrived at the Hongxing Police Station and asked Zhang Weihua as soon as he entered the door, "Where is the person?"

"In the interrogation room." Zhang Weihua led the way and came to the interrogation room.

"Zhang Jie, tell me again, who gave you the letter?" Zhang Weihua asked loudly.

"It was given to me by Liu Zhengxian from the Technical Department of the First Textile Factory. I put it there and I don't know who will pick it up," said Zhang Jie.

"The textile factory is under the Dongjiao Police Station? We will start arresting people after dawn. I will arrange it now." Director Wang understood that this was a line, but he didn't know how many gourds he would have to lead.

After Director Wang finished making the arrangements, he looked at Zhang Jie's notes and asked, "Where is the dead mailbox arranged?"

"My brothers are guarding us," said Zhang Weihua.

"We must ensure that nothing goes wrong," said Director Wang.

"Lian Biao, you should lead the team to the dead mailbox and find out where he lives. Then find out his social connections and how to pass on the message," said Zhang Weihua.

"Yes." Cao Lianbiao knew that the leaders had come and he had nothing to do here.

"Bring the man to the police station. There are too many people here and they are gossipy," said Director Wang.

"But..." Zhang Weihua wanted to fight for it.

"No buts. I remember all your contributions, Weihua. You need to broaden your horizons. Do you still want to stay in the Red Star Police Station for the rest of your life?" Director Wang looked at Zhang Weihua and said.

"Yes," Zhang Weihua saluted quickly.

"Director, this is the clue that Zhang Dabao, the nephew of Director Wang Xiuqin, told me." Zhang Weihua asked Liang Fei to send the person to the branch office, and said as he sent Director Wang off.

"Where did he get the news?" Director Wang stopped.

"Zhang Dabao has three brothers and three nephews. They are divided into three groups to deliver goods at coal stations in three streets. This was discovered by his fourth brother, who delivered coal to Zhang Jie's house twice in one month. Both times they ate meat and drank beer. He told Zhang Dabao about it. He was just envious. Zhang Dabao was a retired company commander. He immediately figured out the problem and told me," said Zhang Weihua.

"Weihua, you must make good use of social forces. Damao is now taking frequent actions against us. You must make good use of Zhang Dabao's brother and nephew, give them appropriate wages, and reward them when they find clues. I tell you, these people walk the streets every day. If they are used well, they will know more information than our police station. We will have to add a few more such groups in Dongcheng in the future," said Director Wang.

"Director, they have two groups, which are not in my jurisdiction. One is Xiangyang Street and the other is Dongjiao Street," said Zhang Weihua.

"I'll transfer the money through you. If it's not in your jurisdiction, you have to report it," Director Wang said after thinking for a while. "You are not the director here anymore, but this channel must be maintained. Tell the next director by word of mouth," Director Wang turned around and gave another instruction.

"What does this mean, leader?" Zhang Weihua was puzzled.

Zhang Dabao naturally didn't know about all this. He was very happy now. After the Yu sisters went to work, he returned to Yard 95 and was still reminiscing about the good times of yesterday.

I went home and took a nap. It was almost noon. When I went out, I saw Qin Jingru playing with Xiaodang. Xiaodang can walk quite well now. Since she had just learned to walk, she never stopped and walked all the time, looking here and there. "She was not sure what to call people, but she was quite clear about calling grandpa because of the delicious food on Zhang Dabao."

"Jingru, I'll take care of the child, you go and cook. What do you want to eat?" Zhang Dabao asked.

Qin Jingru didn't know how to answer, so she smiled and said, "Anything is fine."

"Eat some rice and some fried eggs. Xiaodang can also eat a little," said Zhang Dabao, and then followed Xiaodang around in the yard.

"Sister-in-law, let's have rice at noon. Let's eat together." When Zhang Dabao passed by the door of Xu's house, he happened to see Lou Xiao'e sitting at the door reading a book.

Lou Xiao'e nodded.

"Going out to play in the afternoon?" Zhang Dabia asked in a low voice.

Lou Xiao'e quickly shook her head and glared at Zhang Dabiao, who glared at Lou Xiao'e with disdain.

After lunch, Xiaodang and Qin Jingru went to rest. Zhang Dabao had nothing to do, so he had to continue sleeping. Just as he was about to fall asleep, Jia Dongxu woke him up.

"Seventh Uncle, someone confiscated my bicycle," Jia Dongxu said anxiously.

"Where?" Zhang Dabao stood up.

Jia Dongxu from "Ma Shiliu Hutong" never thought that someone would dare to confiscate his bicycle on Hongxing Street.

"Get in the car, let's go take a look." Zhang Dabiao didn't waste any words. He also felt that something was wrong. If someone in Hongxing Street didn't know Jia Dongxu, could it be that they didn't know Zhang Cuihua? This was something wrong.

"Why did he confiscated your bicycle?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu after getting on the bike.

"He said I touched him, but I didn't. I was at least four or five meters away from him," said Jia Dongxu.

"Do you know him?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"I know him. We're from the same street. He's a gangster, about 50 years old. His name is Gu Tao or something. I've never messed with him," Jia Dongxu continued.

"Don't worry, we are afraid of no one in Hongxing Street." Zhang Dabao's firm attitude reassured Jia Dongxu.

After a while, the two arrived at Mashiliu Hutong and saw the army green bicycle.

"Robbering state property?" Zhang Dabao asked after he arrived.

"Who are you?" Gu Tao asked.

"Dongxu, go to the police station and report a case. Someone stole a postal bicycle. Go directly to find Director Zhang Weihua." Zhang Dabao ignored Gu Tao and turned to Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu didn't quite understand what Zhang Dabao meant, but he was obedient and did whatever he was asked to do. Jia Dongxu turned around and left.

"You can't leave without paying compensation." Gu Tao saw Jia Dongxu was about to report the case and reached out to stop him.

Zhang Dabiao slapped Gu Tao in the face. "How dare you detain someone without permission? Who do you think you are?"

Gu Tao fell to the ground. At this time, two people came over and said, "Young man, this is what you did wrong. Your accomplice hit someone. It would be fine if you didn't pay compensation, but why did you hit him?" said the older one.

"Dongxu, come back from the police station and stop by the post office to call Director Shi." Zhang Dabao ignored the two of them and told Jia Dongxu to leave quickly.

"Young man, I'm talking to you." The old man who had just spoken raised his voice.

"You bastard, whose pants were not fastened properly and you are exposed? Who do you think you are?" When Zhang Dabao saw Jia Dongxu leaving, he stopped being polite and started scolding him directly.

"How dare you curse at me?" The man didn't expect Zhang Dabao to curse him. He pointed at Zhang Dabao and trembled with anger.

"You dare to point fingers at others?" Zhang Dabao didn't tolerate him and used to scold him.

Chapter 208 Hand-rolled Noodles

"Gu Tao, right? These two people ordered you to touch Jia Dongxu's porcelain?" Seeing that the three people were silent, Zhang Dabao asked Gu Tao who was still lying on the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense, Jia Dongxu broke my foot," Gu Tao said, and then he hugged his foot and wailed.

"Very good, I hope you can hold on," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the onlookers felt that it was meaningless and dispersed. The two people who came later suddenly said, "I don't care about your business anymore," and turned around and wanted to leave.

"You try getting off," Zhang Dabao said as he pulled out an iron rod from the motorcycle.

The two were not sure whether Zhang Dabao dared to take action, but based on his performance just now, there was a high probability that he dared to do so, so they did not dare to move and stood where they were.

About twenty minutes later, Zhang Weihua and others arrived on bicycles.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Weihua asked Zhang Dabao after getting off the car.

"Robbing national finances," said Zhang Dabao, pointing to a postal bicycle on the side.

"No, it was Jia Dongxu who touched me and pressed on my foot," said Gu Tao.

"Which foot was pressed on you?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"This one," Gu Tao said, pointing to his left foot.

"That's not right. You were holding your right foot and shouting just now," said Zhang Dabao.

"The pressure was on the right foot, and the pain shifted to the left foot," said Gu Tao.

"I saw it. They have the nerve to come out and make trouble for money with such a poor performance. It's so unprofessional," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Weihua with a smile.

"Gu Tao, there's nothing you can't do." Zhang Weihua knew the thug and had him handcuffed.

"These two people are Gu Tao's accomplices," Zhang Dabao said, pointing at the two men.

"What are you talking about? We are just passing by here. Don't talk nonsense. I don't know any of you," said the old man.

Zhang Weihua shook his head at Zhang Dabao, meaning that the two men could not be caught. Zhang Dabao nodded and let the two men go. At the same time, he sent his crow over to follow the two men.

At this time, the director of the post office Shi Chulai and Jia Dongxu also arrived.

"Director Shi, the man who robbed the post office's bicycle has been caught on the spot by the police," said Zhang Dabao.

"Director Zhang and Section Chief Zhang, thank you so much for protecting the national finances. So I will treat everyone to a dinner tonight and I would like to express my gratitude," said Shi Chu.

"Eating is a must, but I have to arrange it because Dongxu is my nephew, and you are Dongxu's leader as well as my leader. Uncle Zhang is my elder. Let's put it this way, Uncle Zhang, let's go to that small courtyard and I'll take Dongxu to prepare," Zhang Dabao said to the two.

"Okay, I just happen to want to talk to you about something, let's talk about it in the evening." Zhang Weihua agreed and left with Dun Tao.

"Director Shi, I have wanted to meet you for a long time. Tonight at 10 o'clock, let's go to No. Chunfeng Hutong, where my friends and I will have dinner. I will cook a few dishes tonight and we can get to know each other," Zhang Dabao said to Shi Chu.

"That's not nice. I should be the one to treat you." Shi Chulai was also quite polite.

"It's settled. We'll meet at six o'clock." After seeing off Director Shi Chulai, Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu to go first while he went to buy some things.

The ingredients and other things were all in the space, and Jia Dongxu couldn't get them out even if he followed him. Jia Dongxu first returned to Yard 95 and said something to Qin Jingru, then went directly to Chunfeng Hutong.

Zhang Dabao just took a walk outside and took out four or five pounds of pork belly, two pounds of eggs, a salted fish, and some vegetables and went to Chunfeng Hutong.

"Dongxu, today you should learn how to make hand-rolled noodles. Here's the method." Zhang Dabao handed Jia Dongxu a piece of paper with the method of making hand-rolled noodles written on it.

"Is this the method of hand-rolling noodles?" Jia Dongxu took it.

"Once you learn this method, you can stop delivering letters and just make hand-rolled noodles to support your family," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"Really? I have to study hard." Jia Dongxu looked at it attentively again.

Zhang Dabao then cut the meat into small pieces of one inch square and soaked them in cold water. He also cut a small bowl of lean meat into cubes. He planned to make the stew for braised pork and hand-rolled noodles.