Siheyuan, my new life

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, groups of workers coming off work walked out of the gate of the Second Meat Processing Plant in Beijing one after another. It has to be admitted that the workers in the meat processing plant have a good standard of living. At a time when many people today are still unable to satisfy their hunger and clothing, and even many families can barely afford two meals a day, these workers in the meat processing plant look rosy-cheeked, and many of them can be said to be fat and strong. Obviously, the meat processing plant has perfectly demonstrated what it means to "live by the mountain, live by the mountain; live by the water, live by the water." Although everyone has a fixed share of meat supply, the offal and scraps from the slaughter of livestock in the meat processing plant can be bought inside for a small amount of money, especially the lard that is much loved by residents.

You should know that the current supply of cooking oil per person is only three ounces per month. Ordinary people are reluctant to use it when cooking at home. Most of the time, they just cook and stew with water. Therefore, if you can buy a pack of lard, you can not only refine oil, but also make lard residue into a delicious dish.

If someone in the family worked in a meat processing factory, not only would they be envied by the neighbors, but many relatives and friends who were on good terms with them would also come to the door, hoping to buy some offal and lard without using meat coupons.

At this time, workers in meat processing plants and sales clerks in supply and marketing cooperatives were both extremely popular jobs.

When a burly man in his thirties with a face full of flesh walked out of the meat processing factory gate with several workers, several young men hiding in an alley opposite the meat processing factory immediately became alert. Yes, this man was Li Meng, the son of Li Youfu, the former keeper of the scrap parts warehouse of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

According to previous investigation information, Li Meng is 32 years old and works as a butcher in the slaughterhouse of a meat processing plant. His wife Wang Xiaofang works in the spinning workshop of a cotton mill. The two have been married for many years but have no children. They now live in Jinyu Hutong, Jiaodaokou Street, Dongcheng District.

After Li Meng separated from several of his co-workers, he was walking alone on the road. Not far behind him, two young men who looked like they had nothing to do were following him slowly, staggering from step to step. At first glance, they looked like a pair of unemployed street urchins who were wandering around.

However, the two young men only followed him for two streets. In order to avoid arousing Li Meng's suspicion, three young men in work clothes followed him. More than ten minutes later, the people following him were replaced by a young man and a woman who looked like a couple.

Li Meng did not go home directly, but walked into a small roadside restaurant not far from Jinyu Hutong.

Then a young man who looked like a cadre, wearing a Zhongshan suit with a pen in his jacket pocket, also walked into the restaurant. However, this man did not deliberately approach Li Meng, who was drinking a glass of wine at a table next to the stove. Instead, he sat down in an empty seat two tables away, ordered a bowl of braised pork and a glass of white wine, and started eating and drinking by himself.

After finishing his meal, Li Meng greeted a few regular customers with a smile, staggered out of the restaurant and headed towards Goldfish Hutong.

The young cadre drank the liquor in the glass, and after a while he stood up and walked out of the restaurant, crossing Jinyu Hutong and arriving at the entrance of an adjacent hutong. At this time, there were already four men and one woman, five team members waiting here. When the young cadre-looking man walked into the hutong, a sturdy man in his thirties asked in a low voice: "Xiao Sun, have you found anything?"

The young man named Xiao Sun shook his head: "Captain, Li Meng didn't come into contact with anyone else in the restaurant. Maybe he just went there to eat."

The captain nodded and said, "Let's retreat. Team 2 is already monitoring the area near Li Meng's home. We will continue tracking him tomorrow."

Just as the members of the action team were tracking and monitoring Li Meng, two middle-aged men in worn cotton-padded jackets came from the kitchen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, pushing a flatbed cart loaded with three泔水桶 (swill buckets) towards the factory gate.

The security guard on duty at the door opened the originally closed iron gate from a distance as usual, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and waved to the other party to hurry over.

The two middle-aged men smiled flatteringly and quickened their pace. In just two or three steps, they pushed the flatbed cart out of the gate. The familiar sound of subway doors colliding came from behind them.

The two middle-aged men continued to push the flatbed cart slowly along the road.

However, the two of them did not notice that when the flatbed truck was pushed out two or three hundred meters away, five or six young men with stern expressions quickly walked out of the duty room at the factory gate and followed from a distance in groups of two.

The middle-aged man pushed a flatbed cart to a garbage dump about one or two kilometers away from the factory, where a pungent odor could be smelled from afar. They deliberately came to a location near the river. The two men put down the flatbed cart and looked around carefully. There was no one around. Then they swiftly carried the swill bucket to the river and slowly poured the swill in the bucket into the river. Finally, at the bottom of the swill bucket were two parts the size of an adult's fist.

After pouring three buckets of slop into the river, the two men grabbed two shovels from the flatbed truck, quickly covered the six parts with the garbage next to them, and inserted a half-meter-long branch on the garbage. Then they put the slop buckets back on the truck and pulled the flatbed truck away.

In the woods far away, the six members of the action team saw the two guys' every move clearly through binoculars. The leader whispered, "Xiao Yu, Xiao Jiang, you two follow these two guys from a distance. Be careful not to expose your whereabouts. When they go home, return to the team and reunite."

Then the captain took the rest of the teammates to hide in the woods and closely monitor the location where the objects had been buried.

The biting cold wind kept blowing, and the team members in the grove wrapped their cotton coats tightly. Thanks to the fact that these team members had already taken three medicinal baths, their physical fitness had already far exceeded that of ordinary people. Otherwise, ordinary people would not be able to withstand such cold weather.

Time passed by minute by minute, and night fell over the entire garbage dump.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, two bicycles with motorcycle lights on were slowly approaching in the distance.

The team members who had been waiting for a long time suddenly widened their eyes and stared closely at the two blurry figures that had stopped at the side of the garbage dump.

As a flashlight came on, the two men came to the river with ease and easily found a small pile of garbage with branches stuck in it.

One person used a flashlight to illuminate the area while the other person dug through the garbage and quickly put the items into two sacks. Then one of them returned to the bicycle carrying a sack, tied up the sacks, and rode away on the bicycle.