Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Banggeng hadn't decided what to do with the two chickens, but he didn't dare take them home. No matter how much Zhang Cuihua protected him, she would never let him steal chickens. His father would definitely spank him severely. Since he often made his father angry, he would definitely not be careful when he hit them. He couldn't let them know. After thinking it over again, Banggeng decided to sell the chickens. He put the money in his pocket and never heard of it again.

There is a recycling station on every street, and they collect almost everything, including toothpaste tubes, chicken feathers, and rotten clothes. Old hens are especially popular. Of course, the price is definitely not as high as on the black market, but it is safer.

He couldn’t sell the chickens on Hongxing Street because he had too many acquaintances there. So Banggeng carried the bag of chickens to Jiaodaokou, entered the recycling station, and took the chickens out. The staff were surprised to see a child selling things.

"Little boy, where are your parents? You can't secretly take out such valuable things and sell them by yourself," the staff kindly reminded.

"My grandma asked me to sell the chickens. My mother just gave birth to a baby and is now in confinement and cannot go out. My grandma is sick and there is no money at home, so I thought of selling the chickens and finding a doctor for my grandma in the hospital," said Banggeng.

"Where is your father? Why doesn't he come?" the staff asked again.

"This spring, when I went to the river to catch fish, I fell into the water and drowned," Banggeng said while wiping his eyes with his hands.

"How pitiful!" The staff felt very sympathetic towards the child and gave him an extra dime.

"Thank you, Auntie. You are such a good person." Banggeng took the money, put it in his pocket, and then left the recycling station.

"Banggeng, what are you doing here?" Banggeng was about five or six meters away from the recycling station when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw that it was Cao Lianbiao from the Hongxing Police Station who called him.

"Uncle, I came out to see if there is anything delicious?" When Banggeng saw that it was an acquaintance, he was surprised at first, and then he had an idea.

"What delicious food can be found now? Besides, doesn't your seventh uncle's house have delicious food? Didn't he just come back from a business trip? What delicious food can you find outside? Why not go to Da Biao's house to look for it," said Cao Lianbiao.

"My seventh uncle is on a business trip again and will be back in five or six days. Uncle, don't you police officers care about the black market?" Bang Geng asked.

"Of course I do. Do you know where it is?" Cao Lianbiao asked with a smile.

"There is one to the west of the steel rolling mill. I heard that they sell a lot of things there, including chickens and ducks. I saw someone in our yard bought several chickens," said Bang Geng.

"There are chickens and ducks there? I heard that they are just doing a small business. Just a few farmers spontaneously selling some food and daily necessities?" Cao Lianbiao asked in surprise.

"What you are talking about was in the past. Now the scale is much bigger, and there are all kinds of food. My seventh uncle sometimes goes to buy things, but he won't buy bad things," Bang Geng said a few more words.

"Really?" Cao Lianbiao was tempted. Zhang Weihua was now transferred to the Municipal Bureau, and he became the deputy director of the Red Star Police Station, while Liang Fei became the director. It is said that a new official starts with three major changes. Cao Lianbiao thought that it would be better to burn down the black market. Not only would he be able to gain merit, but he could also get some supplies for his brothers in the station, which would make it easier to manage them in the future. At this time, Cao Lianbiao made a decision.

"Of course it's true. I won't tell you anymore. I'll go to the market over there and take a look." Banggeng said and skipped away.

Cao Lianbiao entered the recycling station and said to the staff member who had just received Banggeng, "Xiaohua, we have a mission tonight and cannot go to the child's grandmother's house."

"You have tasks every day. Today, we finally collected two old hens. Sister Ping and I each got one. I was thinking of going to my mother's house to stew some for you, but now you have to go on a mission again," Liu Hua said to Cao Lianbiao dissatisfiedly.

"It's great that we can still receive old hens now!" said Cao Lianbiao.

"It was the kid who was talking to you just now who sold it. Do you know him? His family is in a miserable state," said Liu Hua.

"Of course I know him. His family lives a good life. What's so miserable about it? Our family can't compare to his. Do you remember Zhang Dabiao? He was the deputy director of the Logistics Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, that friend of mine. He is the great uncle of this child. The child's grandmother is an officer of the Women's Federation of the steel rolling mill, his mother is a staff member of the neighborhood committee, and his father is a postman. There are three workers in his family. The key is that he lives in the same courtyard with Dabiao and has all kinds of delicious food. Didn't you see how fat his face is?" Cao Lianbiao said to his wife with a smile.

"Didn't his father fall into the water and drown? He said his father was dead, his mother had just given birth to a younger brother, and his grandmother was sick again. There was nothing he could do, so his grandmother asked him to sell the chickens to pay for his grandmother's medical treatment?" Liu Hua was confused. Was I being deceived by a child?

"His father fell into the water, but he recovered after two days in the hospital. Her grandmother is not sick either. She was cursing people on the street yesterday. The child's mother is pregnant, but has not given birth yet. I tell you, this child is very smart. It seems that he has no idea where he got these two chickens from?" Cao Lianbiao laughed.

"Then should we still give it to him?" Liu Hua asked.

"What else? If you go back, won't he get beaten? Besides, their family doesn't need this. Just take it back and eat it with your mother-in-law and the others. I have to go." After Cao Lianbiao said this to his wife, he got on his bike and rushed to the Hongxing Police Station.

The appearance of the two old hens, Banggeng, further strengthened Cao Lianbiao's confidence. These two chickens must have come from the black market. The recycling station where his wife worked had not received any hens for almost a year. Everyone knew that the price on the black market was twice as high as that at the recycling station. It seemed that the black market near the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill had to be cracked down on.

Cao Lianbiao came to the police station and found Liang Fei who was on duty. The two hit it off immediately. Cao Lianbiao then went to the steel mill and found Xing Baoguo. To crack down on the black market, the two units must act together because the current strength of the police station is far inferior to that of the steel mill security department, which has people and cars. The two agreed on the time of action and also discussed the equal division of the supplies.

Banggeng went out carefully and came back happily. As he was too tired, he went to sleep directly after dinner without even playing his favorite game of police catching thieves.

Yan Bugui's chicken was really lost. He looked for it once in the morning but couldn't find it. He looked for it again in the afternoon without giving up, but still couldn't find it. At night, he kept sighing.

"If you're not going to send them off, why did you tell the principal?" Yang Ruihua also felt sorry for the two old hens that were lost.

"How did I know it would be lost? I had hoped that if I stayed at home one more day, I could collect two more eggs. But now, not only did I not receive the eggs, but the chicken was also lost." Yan Bugui hadn't eaten for the whole day.

"Go buy two more and deliver them to the principal tomorrow morning. Don't keep them at home." Yang Ruihua was also very annoyed when he heard Yan Bugui sighing constantly.

"I understand," Yan Bugui replied and lay down.