Siheyuan: Xu Damao's New Life

Since Qin Huairu severed ties with her parents, she has been struggling to make money while taking care of her child. Fortunately, Xiaodang is not a child anymore and can help a lot, but as her belly gets bigger, Qin Huairu has to take leave to wait for the birth of her baby.

Bang Geng felt ashamed of Qin Huairu being paraded through the streets for having an affair, so his relationship with Qin Huairu became much more distant and he rarely went home.

Now Banggeng hangs out outside all day, stealing and robbing people, and is having a good time. Although he is not rich, he has enough food and clothing and lives a happy life. He only goes home occasionally to see his two younger sisters.

Banggeng was also very worried about the strange disease that his sisters had, because his grandmother died because of this disease. When he heard Xiaodang say that she and Huaihua had to take medicine, apply ointment and receive intravenous drip every month to suppress the strange disease, Banggeng made up his mind to get more money to treat his sister.

Now his father Jia Dongxu has long passed away, his grandmother Jia Zhang also died years ago, his mother Qin Huairu is a slut who brought him shame, and these two sisters who he has watched grow up are his only remaining relatives, and he cannot bear to watch his sisters die.

But Banggeng's left hand was disabled from setting off firecrackers, and his leg was not very flexible because a dog bit off a large piece of flesh. He usually only steals petty crimes. Where can he get such a large sum of money?

Bang Geng was lying in an abandoned yard that served as his shelter, racking his brains for a solution. It finally occurred to him that since he couldn't run fast, the only option he had was to break into houses and steal!

Where is the most money? Of course, it's the bank! The second is the homes of the big capitalists and the black market. But he can't afford to offend these people, so he just picks on the old, weak, sick and disabled.

After more than ten days of scouting, Banggeng spotted an elderly man living alone in Yandai Hutong, not far away. The elderly man was estimated to be in his sixties or seventies, living alone in a dilapidated yard with only two relatively intact houses left.

This old man makes a living by collecting scrap and he also buys some wine from time to time. I guess he must have some savings at home. Even if I am discovered, this old man probably won't be able to catch up with me.

After watching for a few days and making preparations, Banggeng chose a night with dim moonlight to make his move. He opened the door with a dagger and slipped in, then opened the door of the house in the same way.

Banggeng walked into the room and took a look at the old man lying on the kang and snoring, then he tiptoed around the room. It was a bit inconvenient for Banggeng to search with one hand, and he accidentally made a noise, knocking over an enamel cup on the cabinet with one hand, making a crisp sound.

The old man on the kang opened his eyes dazedly after hearing the noise, then sat up in a daze, obviously not yet figuring out what was going on.

Banggeng was immediately anxious. If he was discovered, all his efforts would be in vain. He hadn't even found the money yet. Banggeng picked up the wooden stick that was leaning against the kang and was being used as a walking stick, and hit the old man on the head.

The stick was not too thick but not too thin either. The old man groaned and fell on the kang. Banggeng saw that the man had fallen and didn't care. He started to search for things. He had to leave here as soon as possible.

With his thief's intuition, he found a lot of things. Bang Geng didn't have time to count them, he put all the money and various bills he found into the pocket he brought with him, and then he wanted to leave here in a hurry.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he felt a pain behind his head, and then he fell forward involuntarily, falling flat on his face. But Banggeng didn't care about the pain, he staggered to his feet and ran towards the gate.

It turned out that the old man who was hit with a stick had secretly woken up and had been secretly observing the situation in the house. He soon determined that a thief had come to his house.

As a native of the city, he had experienced many ups and downs, so he kept silent and waited for his chance. When the thief succeeded and was about to leave the house, he quickly got up and punched Banggeng on the head.

"Help come! There's a thief! Someone doesn't even want to let an old man like me who picks up rags go!" The old man shouted while chasing after him.

Banggeng's estimation was correct. The old man's legs and feet were not in good condition, otherwise he would not have prepared a wooden stick as a crutch. He and Banggeng were equally matched, and neither of them could catch up with the other.

The two men staggered and ran on the street, one in front and one behind, but the old man's voice could be heard far away in the silent night.

Some people walking on both sides of the street heard the noise and turned on their lights, but no one came out to check. Instead, the old man's shouting attracted the attention of the red armbands patrolling the street not far away. A team of five or six people rushed over here after hearing the noise. They appeared right in front of Banggeng.

The old man was overjoyed when he saw the red armband and shouted, "Comrade, help me catch him! He's a thief!"

The red armbands were shocked when they heard this. They stole things from us, which was simply showing that they didn't take us seriously. They should not refuse the credit that was delivered to their doorstep. Even though they didn't completely believe what the old man said, they at least had to stop him and ask him clearly, so they all rushed towards Banggeng.

Bang Geng was already limping in front, and now he was being chased and blocked by several men with red armbands rushing out from the right front. How could he run away? He was immediately caught by one of the men.

Bang Geng knew that he still had the stolen goods on him, and he would be finished if he was caught, so he struggled frantically and bit the arm of the person who was grabbing him.

The man loosened his hand in pain, but kicked him, shouting, "You little bastard, you dare to bite me!"

Bang Geng was kicked and fell, then he was surrounded by the people with red armbands who came over. The old man who lost the thing also limped after him.

"Thank you, thank you comrades. This person is so abominable that he even stole the money of an old widower like me."

"Oh, can you tell us the details first?"

So the old man told him what had happened, and the man with the red armband searched Banggeng's body and found the things the old man had described.

"You're really good, kid. You're disabled yet you still dare to steal things? Send two people to take him back first and send him directly to the police station tomorrow morning." said the leader with a red armband.

"Okay, come with us, kid." Two men with red armbands stepped forward and took the stick back.

"Old man, this money has to be used as evidence first, so I can't give it to you yet. Let's go to the police station tomorrow and deal with it, and then I'll give it to you. Also, can you take us to your home to check out the situation?"

"Okay, we should go and take a look. Thank you so much this time. Otherwise, I, an old man alone, would not be able to survive." The old man led several people with red armbands towards his home.