Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

The wind is howling.

It's snowing again.

As soon as the car started, Xu Damao couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zheng, are those few words so powerful? That team leader Zhang's face turned pale."

Liu Guozheng said slowly: "Whether it is powerful or not depends on where and when."

"how to say?"

Xu Damao couldn't understand why Team Leader Zhang, who was originally so full of vigor, became so wilted after hearing what Liu Guozheng said?

"Where is this? This is the Forbidden City, the so-called foot of the emperor. Stability is above all else at all times. No matter how lofty their slogans are, besieging the department store like today is not allowed or recognized. Also, this is during the movement, and anything you say could be magnified infinitely. Team Leader Zhang doesn't dare to gamble."

Xu Damao asked again: "What if Team Leader Zhang doesn't care and insists on detaining us?"

"He didn't dare."

Liu Guozheng answered decisively.

"why?"

After looking at Xu Damao meaningfully, Liu Guozheng said leisurely: "Because I have two good cousins!"

Xu Damao was completely stunned. What was the reason?

But then I thought about it, it was right.

It is precisely because of the existence of Liu Guodong and Liu Guoqiang that in Xia State, as long as Liu Guozheng did not commit a serious crime, no one dared to make up a false accusation against Liu Guozheng.

If Xu Damao and Team Leader Zhang had a fight today, they would both be taught a lesson and enjoy the iron fist of sports.

Also, with the skills of Xu Fang and Xu Liang, if they appeared around ordinary people, they would have checked you eight hundred times. All this is thanks to Liu Guozheng's two cousins.

"Brother Zheng, then can I be as unbridled as you for once in my life? You can say something to anyone you don't like."

"People, when it's time to be timid, you have to be timid, especially when you meet those who are doing sports."

"Um... If I can't resist, why not join them?"

"Da Mao, there is a saying that goes: Those who play tricks on others will eventually be played tricks on by others."

Xu Damao stopped talking. He had also heard some things. It seemed that there was a man named Wu who criticized many people before the movement. He was one of the first to be persecuted after the movement started. It was a living retribution in this life.

Xu Damao fell into deep thought, and Liu Guozheng smiled silently.

The cold wind outside the car window was whistling, and snowflakes occasionally hit the window, as if trying to feel the warmth inside the car.

Looking at the snowflakes outside the car window that were as dense as a pearl curtain, Liu Guozheng couldn't help but think about it.

It is said that the heavier the snow, the better the harvest next year.

But who knows how difficult the winter is for the poor?

In the eyes of the rich, snow is poetic and a beautiful natural landscape. They can drink tea and appreciate the snow at home and enjoy the comfort.

However, for the poor, snow often brings severe cold, hardship, torture, and even disaster.

With today's snow, if it continues to snow all night, I don't know how many houses will be collapsed and how many people will be injured or killed.

"Didi"

Xu Fang kept honking the horn to remind passers-by who were wrapped up tightly and walking with their heads down.

Even the raging wind and snow cannot stop those who are struggling for a living.

Fortunately, these people were not going out, but returning home, walking home in the wind and snow.

"Brother Zheng, look, that guy is really interesting. When others are walking in the middle, he walks along the wall."

In order to see clearly what was happening outside, Xu Damao almost glued his eyes to the car window.

"Maybe they are afraid of slipping, so they walk with the help of the wall, it is safer."

"That's true."

The two chatted intermittently.

After turning a corner into the alley, you are not far from the office.

"Brother Zheng, did you see the footprints? I didn't expect someone would come to see Jia Zhang at this time."

When passing by the public toilet at the entrance of the alley, I found that the footprints were not going to the toilet, but leading to Jia Zhang's shack.

"Maybe Bang Geng came to give his grandmother a quilt."

After saying this, a light bulb went off in Liu Guozheng's mind. Could the lock-picking expert named Bang that Zhang Shili from the Employee Liaison Committee mentioned be the guy named Bang Geng?

People in No. 95 Courtyard always call him Banggeng, and when he introduces himself, he usually says Banggeng.

The neighbors in the compound know that Banggeng’s surname is Jia, but this may not be the case with people you just met. Unless he deliberately introduces himself as having the surname Jia, there is a high possibility that he will be mistaken for having the surname Bang.

"It seems that Banggeng is a good boy, very filial. Jia Zhang's love for him is not in vain."

"hehe."

Liu Guozheng wasn't sure whether he was filial or not. If Banggeng was really the lock-picking expert that Zhang Shili mentioned, he probably came to Jia Zhang's place to hide from the public.

Others would certainly not have thought that the person living in the shack next to the public toilet would be Bang Geng’s grandmother.

It is safe for people to hide here, and it is even safer for things to hide here.

If this is really a good joke, it also shows that this kid is quite smart.

Speculations are just speculations, and Liu Guozheng doesn't want to find out the truth. As long as he is not provoked, he is too lazy to meddle in other people's business.

The car whizzed by, and the snow splashed on the shack. Curses rang out from the shack: "Bah, isn't it just a car? What's so great about it? I'll have one in the future, too."

"Who?"

Jia Zhang was awakened and her voice was very weak.

"Grandma, I'm a good stalker."

There was some reluctance in Banggeng's tone. If he didn't think this was the safest place to hide things, he would never come here and smell the stench.

"Oh."

Jia Zhang, who was about to look up, shrank back into the haystack again when she heard that it was her beloved grandson.

"Grandma, please keep my bag here for me."

Bang Geng was holding a bundle in his arms, his eyes constantly scanning the shack, observing which place was suitable for hiding things.

"it is good."

It's still just one word, but it seems that saying one more word would consume a lot of energy.

Banggeng didn't care. After looking for a long time, he decided to hide the bundle in the haystack next to Jia Zhang.

"hiss.."

Just as he squatted down and hadn't hidden the bag, he felt a sharp pain behind his head again. Banggeng knew he couldn't wait any longer and had to go to the hospital for a check-up.

He covered the bag with grass clippings and suddenly stood up.

But as soon as he stood up, he felt dizzy, his eyes went black, and he fell beside a haystack.