Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Han Ming's words directly angered the police. "You smell like alcohol. Do you really think you can do whatever you want when you are drunk? Do you really think your father can handle everything for you? You hit the wrong people. These people are not ordinary people."

"Boy, you are so arrogant. You dare to talk like this after hitting someone. You hit others, and they can't fight back?" The police officer who spoke just now was not happy. He thought, you hit so many people, isn't it normal to get two hits on your body? At least you can still walk. There are still a few people lying in the courtyard of No. 8 Zhengjia Hutong. They didn't say anything, but you said you were not feeling well.

"I say whatever I want to say. It's none of your business." Han Ming was spoiled by his mother and was still a little drunk. He had no vision at all and could not recognize the current situation at all.

"Take him to the police station and let him rest there. Ask him what it is after he sobers up." Xiong Rongguang said angrily to his men.

Several police officers came up and knocked Han Ming to the ground and handcuffed him.

At this time, Zhao Qiu came over and kicked Han Ming hard in the stomach twice, "Can't your mother fight? Where is your ability? How dare you hit my stomach."

"Kid, just wait. I didn't hit you lightly, and you still dare to call the police? Wait until I come out, and you'll see if I beat you to death?" Han Ming said angrily.

"This kid is too arrogant. Take him back and lock him up first, and then interrogate him after dawn. Qiulai, you and Yu Hao and others will go to the police station tomorrow morning to write a record so that we can improve the evidence. Also, you also know that this person has connections above, so you'd better let Yu Hao give a call to the Municipal Bureau. If the Municipal Bureau or the Branch Bureau orders us to release him, we have no choice but to obey," said Xiong Rongguang.

"Brother Xiong, thank you. Don't worry, I will definitely convey your message. You have arrested the man, and we brothers will remember the favor. You don't have to worry about the rest." Zhao Qiulai naturally knew what Xiong Rongguang was talking about.

In this way, Han Ming was taken to the police station, where he cursed for most of the night. He fell asleep when it was almost dawn because he was tired of cursing.

Wang Peng was punched three times in the face last night, and his nose was fractured. The pain prevented him from sleeping well all night. He had to go to the police station to give a statement in the morning, so he got up while enduring the pain.

He was beaten, and when he returned home his parents naturally saw how he looked after being beaten. Wang Peng's mother wanted to find Han Cheng and Wei Jingjing to ask them why. Deputy Minister Wang stopped his wife and said, "The police have intervened, so let's just handle the matter impartially." He didn't say anything else. Although Wang Peng's mother was very angry, she still held back.

Wang Peng forced himself to eat something in the morning, and went out with his mother on his bicycle. He happened to meet Han Ming's mother Wei Jingjing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Xiaopeng, isn't Xiaoming with you? You're back, why didn't he come back last night?" Wei Jingjing saw Wang Peng and walked up to say hello.

"Pooh!" Wang Peng spat, glared at Wei Jingjing, then turned around and walked away.

"Sister-in-law, what does Xiaopeng mean by this?" Wei Jingjing asked Wang Peng's mother dissatisfiedly.

"Wei Jingjing, I'm not familiar with you, and I'm not your sister-in-law. If you have anything to say, just call me by my name. Also, I think Xiaopeng is fine like this. It's good enough that he doesn't use force against people like you. What a fool! You're the only smart one." Wang Peng's mother said a few words to Wei Jingjing and left.

At the entrance of the Mechanical Industry Department, Wei Jingjing was left confused. "Did you take medicine? Did I provoke you? You are all crazy," Wei Jingjing cursed in a low voice and walked out of the hospital.

After beating the man, Zhang Dabao left No. 8 Zhengjia Hutong, walked through two small alleys, changed his clothes and shoes, took out his motorcycle, and returned to No. 95.

"Seventh uncle, are you going to drink?" At the door of the backyard house, Jia Dongxu, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao were drinking tea. Jia Dongxu saw Zhang Dabao coming over, smelling of alcohol, so he asked.

"A comrade came and had a drink. What were they talking about?" Zhang Dabao also sat down, and Jia Dongxu quickly poured him a cup of tea.

"Speaking of Huang Shengli, this bastard actually made so much money," said Xu Damao.

"When a small official embezzles money, no one will notice it, and the amount he embezzles each time is not much, so it is relatively safer. But he can't stand doing this every day. He may embezzle dozens or hundreds of dollars a day. As time goes by, the money will naturally increase," said Zhang Dabao.

"Don't you see how well Huang Shengli lives? He rides a bicycle that makes noises everywhere except the bell. He eats the same as us, or even worse than us. Why does he want to make so much money?" Xu Damao asked.

"I'm not seeking anything, it's just desire, the longing for money in my heart. It's hard for most people to resist the temptation of money," said Zhang Dabao with a sigh.

"Now it's over, everything is gone. Huang Shengli was executed today. All the middle-level managers in our factory went there, except you. All the team leaders and above in our kitchen went to see it, and with a bang, his head was smashed into pieces," said He Yuzhu.

"Huang Shengli's death was of some value, as he also served as a warning," Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Zhu Zi, aren't you afraid?" Xu Damao asked He Yuzhu.

"What is there to be afraid of? If you are selfless, the world will be wide open to you. I am not corrupt and I have nothing to hide. Why should I be afraid?" He Yuzhu said.

"Does this mean that you are not afraid of seeing dead people?" Xu Damao asked again.

"When I was a kid, I sold buns on the street. I saw the soldiers shooting and killing people with my own eyes. I was scared the first time, but I wasn't afraid anymore. Da Biao has been a soldier and killed many enemies. If I were afraid, would I still be a soldier and kill the enemy?" He Yuzhu said after taking a sip of tea.

"Brother Zhuzi is right. I was a little scared at the beginning, but once the gun sounded, I was not afraid of anything because bullets have no eyes. There is no point in being afraid." Zhang Dabao sighed and thought of his old comrades-in-arms, especially the one from Datong, Shanxi.

"Man's fate is determined by heaven," He Yuzhu also said.

"Dongxu, I'm going to ask the children to help me dig sweet potatoes on Sunday. You can help them collect them one day. If anyone has a knife, please lend me one. Cut the sweet potatoes and dry them into dried sweet potatoes. It can also help prevent the spread of the virus," Zhang Dabao said to Jia Dongxu.

"No need to borrow, my dad has it, I can just get it and cut it for you, I'm good at this job," said Xu Damao.

"Let me help with cooking. Today is Thursday. Dabiao, what dishes do you plan to cook?" He Yuzhu asked.

"I'll go to the countryside tomorrow and see if I can hunt a wild boar or a yellow sheep. If I can't, I'll go fishing. I can always catch some fish," Zhang Dabao said to He Yuzhu.