Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The dispute over Qian Po is not an isolated case.

For those old people, throwing away good vegetables and good fish is a crime. They don’t care whether there is a parade or not, they just think they have made a profit by seeing it.

More and more real cleaning teams joined in, and the real parade team suddenly ran out of ammunition. So they just robbed them.

Zeng Wangcai and his men didn't know. They didn't dare show their heads. They hadn't dared to show their heads since the ammunition was upgraded. There were two-pound fish, a whole chicken, and even frozen fish. This was on the second floor. If they were hit, it would be a big deal even if they were wearing helmets.

There were many cases of snatching, but Qian Po and the others were old people after all, and could not rob as much as the parade team.

After a while, Qian Po and the others were squeezed out, panting.

"Mrs. Qian, did you get it?"

"Ouch, I missed the chance to grab a piece of beef just now."

"What a pity, they are so strong..."

Mrs. Qian also lost her chicken and was very angry.

"Who among you has a cell phone?" Qian Po looked around and said, "Lend me your cell phone."

"What are you doing, Mrs. Qian? Why do you need a cell phone?"

"That's right, Mrs. Qian, keep grabbing. Look, good things are starting to be thrown away."

"..."

Mrs. Qian spotted a neighbor and, realizing that he had a cell phone, angrily snatched the phone from his waist.

But the cell phone was tied to her belt with a rope and Qian Po couldn't pull it.

The helpless Qian Po refused to give up and bent over to dial the number. She leaned on her companion's waist and made the call in a funny way: "Hello, Ah B, where are you? Come back soon, I've been beaten..."

The old woman actually called for help!

The other old people reacted, and an old man came over behind Grandma Qian, bent down, and leaned on his waist: "Hey, Awen, grandpa was beaten..."

The old man with the mobile phone would never have imagined that he would one day become a mobile telephone booth.

This old man is a widower, and he feels a little bit happy in his confusion, because many old ladies take the initiative to lean on his waist...

At the reminder of Grandma Qian, the old people all started to use the Great Summoning Technique, calling on their grandchildren to come to the rescue and support.

Why is it the grandchildren and not the next generation?

In addition to the reason of close relationship between generations, their next generation basically has their own business to take care of, and their business is basically based on supermarkets or Zeng Wangcai's industry.

It is different with grandchildren, who are at the age of being full of energy. The sensible ones will help the family, while the more active ones will play around. In short, in the eyes of the elderly, the grandchildren's help will not interfere with the important matters at home.

In less than half an hour, a group of ghost-fire teenagers came over on motorcycles.

The leading teenager had a Mohawk, wore a vest, and had a dog tattoo on his arm.

There are quite a lot of teenagers in this group, about ten or twenty of them, more boys than girls.

"Brother B, why are you parking here?" a teenager shouted to the leader, the grandson of the rich woman, B, "It would be much better to just ride inside."

This guy is new to the team and doesn't quite understand the rules.

Ah B got out of the car and yelled, "Are you stupid? There's a pedestrian street ahead. Do you know what a pedestrian street is? It means you can only walk, you can't ride a bike. If we ride our bikes in, we'll be eaten by the neighbors. If our grandma sees us, she'll beat me when she gets home."

These words are totally inconsistent with Ah B's temperament.

Sometimes you really can't judge a person by his or her appearance.

After teaching his little brother a lesson, Ah B spat out the chewing gum in his mouth, wrapped it in paper and threw it into the trash can. He also did not forget to tidy up the yellow hair that was crushed by the helmet in front of the rearview mirror of the motorcycle.

"Brother B, grandma said that someone beat him up, shouldn't we be anxious?" asked a younger brother.

"Don't worry, grandma won't be beaten. They must have called me for something else..."

Ah B knew grandma very well, and he calmly led his little brother into Temple Street. He was shocked as soon as he came in. The Temple Street, which was always harmonious, was now in chaos, and the supermarket that grandma went to every day had its doors closed and was being besieged.

"Grandma, I hope nothing happens to you..." Ah B screamed and quickly rushed to the battlefield.

It was just a coincidence that at that time Qian Po and his companions were picking up scraps on the battlefield, and Qian Po and others had their eyes on a beef rib.

What do the two of them look like?

Let’s talk about Qian Po’s opponent first. Because the beef ribs were icy, a long mark was left on this guy’s face. He was very angry and looked ferocious.

Qian Po was not much better off. Although she was not injured, her hair was messy and her hands were dirty.

"Grandma..." Ah B screamed again.

In his impression, although his grandmother was hardworking, thrifty and would go to the streets to pick up rags, she was very clean. Both the woven bags she used to pick up rags and her work clothes were very clean, and she would take a shower after coming back from work.

My grandmother is now a beggar.

And that guy opposite, do you dare to glare at me?

The furious A B didn't ask any questions. He took a running start, jumped up, and kicked the guy away.

Then A B's younger brothers came forward and started punching and kicking him.

The guy who got beaten didn't do it unfairly, he was A Shui's younger brother.

Before Qian Po's reinforcements arrived, A Shui discovered them. Seeing the war escalate and frozen food being thrown from upstairs, A Shui was overjoyed, thinking that as long as someone saw blood, the conflict would definitely escalate.

But he didn't expect that these killer weapons he was optimistic about were all treasures in the eyes of old men and women, because the frozen products were all meat...

If there is meat, of course you should pick the meat first, right, and put the vegetables aside.

As a result, the people below suffered a great loss and were hit by the frozen meat, and they were unable to fight back.

So, A Shui arranged people to snatch things from the old man and the old woman.

"Stop fighting, B!" After getting the beef ribs, Grandma Qian had no time to fight. She immediately pulled her grandson back and said, "I didn't ask you to come here to fight. Come on, pick up the things..."

"Ah? Grandma..." The Will-O-Wisp boy was also afraid of someone, but Ah B couldn't save face in front of his younger brother, so he said stubbornly, "Are you kidding me, Grandma? I'm the eldest brother, and you asked me to steal things?"

"What are you talking about? What big brother?" Grandma Qian jumped up and slapped her grandson, "Pick up the things. The Black Society has been gone for many years. The big brothers in the past were all bosses. Hurry up!"

"Oh......"

The will-o'-the-wisp boy obediently joined the army of people picking up fallen leaves, which made the people below even more sad.

Originally, Qian Po and the others were old and couldn't win the robbed items, but the ghost fire teenagers like Ah B were young and nimble, and the situation began to reverse in an instant.

The young boys were not very interested in the will-o'-the-wisp fish at first, but as they picked them up, they really became interested. They didn't have to spend a penny, and they got fish and meat, so they could start eating them directly in the evening.

"Grandma, I found a hairtail."

"Brother B, look what I found. It's Wenchang chicken. It's so delicious when made into three-cup chicken."

"Brother B..."

Seeing this scene, other elderly people became anxious, so the mobile phone booth went online again: "Wow, Awen, hurry up..."

Ah Shui was confused. What the hell was this place? Who were these people?

At this rate, this drama will end before it even begins...

Ah Shui stared fiercely at the culprit - Qian Po!