Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Soon it was October.

People across the country have finally ushered in an important holiday, National Day.

Although the National Day holiday these days is only two days.

But for Chinese people who lack holidays, it is already extremely precious.

On the National Day, Wang Jianjun went to Tiananmen Square early in the morning to watch the military parade.

At around seven o'clock, the area around Tiananmen Square was already crowded with people.

Those who were not invited could only stand far away and watch.

Wang Jianjun was mixed in the crowd, looking at the neat and orderly square formation in the distance, advancing forward like a steel torrent, and his heart couldn't help but feel excited.

Thinking back to the military parades I saw on TV in later generations, although the military equipment was backward in that era, what remained unchanged was the resolute expressions of the soldiers.

Before 59, China held a military parade every year to rally the people.

Later it was changed to a small celebration every five years and a big celebration every ten years.

Similar to later generations, the streets were much busier during the National Day holiday.

Wang Jianjun also took a break, bought some snacks and wandered around the city.

While passing by an alley, I suddenly heard the sound of people arguing nearby.

"Get out of the way! If you don't leave, I'll call for help!"

The voice sounded like a girl, and her tone was a little anxious and nervous.

Wang Jianjun took a quick look and saw several men surrounding a girl in the alley.

Those men were all around 20 years old, and some looked younger than himself.

They were dressed decently, but they all had a ruffian look on their faces and their smiles were nasty.

"Shen Chuxia, we have come to you several times, just to invite you to watch a movie. Why are you so unwilling to give us face?"

"That's right. It's fate that we met today. In the past, when I went to your school to look for you, I was always stopped by that stinky old man. We are not bad people."

"Get lost! My name is not Shen Chuxia, and I don't know you!"

Although the girl spoke tough, she was obviously a little scared. She kept backing away, but there was a courtyard wall behind her and she had no way to retreat as she was surrounded by these people.

Wang Jianjun was speechless. How could he act like a hooligan when he was dressed so well?

Then he thought of a group, the gangsters of Sijiu City.

They are those people who do nothing all day long.

In the past, it was used to describe the descendants of the Eight Banners.

Now it mostly refers to the children of wealthy families, that is, the second generation of officials.

The hard work of those people's parents earned them a good life.

But not everyone in their generation is promising. With money, free time and some power, it is easy for them to learn bad habits.

Seeing that the men were about to make a move, Wang Jianjun couldn't stand it anymore.

He grabbed the half-bitten squid in his hand, rolled over and hit the man who stretched out his hand in the face.

The man looked excited and was about to succeed.

The next moment, a sticky mass hit his face hard.

When he touched it with his hand, he saw that it was a half-eaten piece of donkey roll, and his face immediately turned black.

Everyone started laughing when they saw this.

"Aid Korea! For others, it's pie in the sky, but for you, it's a donkey rolling on the ground!"

The young man called Yuan Chao glanced around and soon found Wang Jianjun standing not far away.

I saw him eating a piece of donkey roll while watching the show.

The young man was so angry that he rolled the donkey in his hand to the ground and prepared to curse.

As a result, the next second, another piece of donkey roll was accurately thrown into his mouth.

"Ugh! Ugh! Bah! Bah! Ugh--!"

Wang Jianjun's attack was so accurate and fierce that the opponent was choked.

"Ahem! Hit... Hit him! Beat him to death!"

The man became furious and immediately called a few of his companions to start a fight.

Those naughty guys may be funny, but they are part of the same circle after all.

Seeing his companion being humiliated like this, he naturally stood up for him.

One by one, they rushed over with their fists raised and wanted to beat Wang Jianjun.

Wang Jianjun was not polite and took care of these people with just three punches and two kicks.

Even so, he still held back on his strength, otherwise, if he punched them right now, these people would at least have broken bones.

When the young man named Yuan Chao saw that Wang Jianjun was so good at fighting, he became furious and pulled out a knife from behind him and rushed forward to stab Wang Jianjun.

As a result, before he could get close, Wang Jianjun grabbed the hand holding the knife.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a huge force in his hand, and he let go of his hand and screamed in pain.

"Let go! Let go!!!"

Wang Jianjun wanted to teach him a lesson, so he pulled him up and slapped him in the face.

Just listen to a "pop" sound.

The young man’s face immediately swelled up like a pig’s head.

"Asshole, you dare to hit me! Even my dad doesn't hit me like this..."

But before he could finish his words, Wang Jianjun slapped him again.

After two slaps, the young man's face immediately became a pig's.

"You son of a bitch! I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing that the other party was still stubborn, Wang Jianjun slapped him a few more times.

Sure enough, after a few slaps, the other party became obedient.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Jianjun picked up the pig-headed young man and threw him aside.

Several young men wailed on the ground for a while before they helped each other up.

The pig-headed young man endured the pain and stood up and said:

"Boy! Today we have a feud! I am Li Yuanchao, do you dare to tell me your name?"

"I'm afraid of you! I'm Cui Dake, a purchasing agent at the machine repair factory! If you have the guts, call more people next time, or I'll beat the shit out of you and stuff it back into your mouth!"

Li Yuanchao thought about the donkey roll covered with soybean powder that he had just stuffed into his mouth, and then thought about what Wang Jianjun said, and he felt nauseous.

"Cui Da Ke, I'll remember you! Just wait, I'll get back at you sooner or later!"

"I'm waiting for you. If you don't come, you're my grandson!"

Knowing who to take revenge on, Li Yuanchao decisively took a few of his brothers and ran away.

Wang Jianjun didn't care whether the other party could find him.

Sijiu City is so big and he reported the name of Cui Dake. If he can still find me, then he is really awesome.

The name Li Yuanchao sounds familiar.

Wang Jianjun always felt like he had heard it somewhere before.

"Um...comrade, thank you for today."

"Hey, you're welcome, I just... Hey! It's you!"

Wang Jianjun looked back and was pleasantly surprised to find that the girl in front of him was the one he had been looking for for a while!

As expected, good deeds will be rewarded, and God still favors him.

"Ah? Do we...know each other?"

The girl in front of him looked at Wang Jianjun with some wariness.

The man in front of her looked at her with a fiery look, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

If Wang Jianjun hadn't helped her just now, and if he hadn't had that handsome face, she would have almost cried for help.

Wang Jianjun was afraid that the girl might misunderstand him, so he quickly explained:

"You forgot that we met at the entrance of the Central Academy of Drama a few months ago. Old Chen was so stubborn that he wouldn't let me in, and he also wouldn't tell me your name."

"Oh...Is that so?"

After hearing what Wang Jianjun said, the girl looked a little unnatural. Just as she was about to speak, Wang Jianjun continued to ask:

"By the way, my name is Wang Jianjun. I don't know your name yet."

"Hey, didn't you say your name is Cui Dake?"

"That's the name of one of my enemies. They want revenge on me, and I can't use my real name."