Siheyuan: Traveling through Sizhu, the scumbag father ran away at the beginning

The next day, at the Jia family’s courtyard house No. 95.

"Huai Ru, it's time for breakfast!" Jia Zhang rarely prepared breakfast for Qin Huai Ru.

Since Banggeng disappeared, the relationship between Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang has changed a lot. From the previous conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it has become unusually harmonious and peaceful.

The main reason is that Jia Zhang has now come to terms with it. She believes that Bang Geng may have fallen into the hands of human traffickers, and the possibility of finding him is very small.

The police have made no progress in their search for Bang Geng.

However, the child in Qin Huairu's belly is also the flesh and blood of their Jia family. If they continue to confront Qin Huairu, they will lose the point. At least they should wait for the child to be born first.

Qin Huairu felt a little better when she saw that Jia Zhang, who had always been picking on her, now stopped making things difficult for her and volunteered to cook breakfast.

Now there are only the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law at home, and it would be very uncomfortable if they quarreled every day. Especially now that she is pregnant, if she is always angry, it may be bad for the baby in her belly. At the same time, she is still worried about Banggeng's safety.

"Mom, I have no appetite now. When will the police find Bang Geng?" Qin Huairu stroked her bulging belly and frowned slightly.

In the past, when the two of them had a quarrel, she would directly call Jia Zhang by her name, but now that the war between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has paused, she has to use the more intimate title "Mom". She cannot take the initiative to provoke a new round of war between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Jia Zhang sighed and said softly, "Huai Ru, you don't have to worry too much about Bang Geng."

"Maybe Bangteng will have good luck and will be back alive and well soon."

"You are pregnant with our Jia family's child. Even if you are not hungry, your future grandchildren will be hungry. Come and have breakfast!"

Jia Zhang was usually sarcastic and critical, so Qin Huairu found it difficult to adapt to this gentle way of comfort.

After hearing what Jia Zhang said, Qin Huairu's face flashed with displeasure and she said, "Mom, I am pregnant with a child of the Jia family, why do I feel like an irrelevant person? My son Banggeng is also a child of the Jia family!"

The dissatisfaction in her heart was difficult to calm down.

Faced with Qin Huairu's slightly reproachful words, Jia Zhang's smile gradually disappeared. Just when the two seemed to be about to have another dispute, a voice was heard outside the door.

"Excuse me, is this Qin Huairu's home?" They both turned their heads and saw a policeman standing at the door.

"I am Qin Huairu. Is there any news about my son Banggeng?" Qin Huairu immediately stepped forward to respond when she saw that the person coming was a policeman.

The police nodded calmly. "Based on the information you provided, we found a child who is very similar to your son. We need you to go to the police station to confirm the child's identity."

Qin Huairu was delighted to hear the news. She didn't expect that there really was a clue about Bang Geng.

However, Jia Zhang, who was standing by, asked curiously, "Officer, what does that confirmation mean?"

"Can't this kid even speak?"

"Bang Geng can not only say his own name, but he also remembers the names of his father, mother and grandmother clearly."

"Why don't you just ask him?"

"Why do we have to go to the police station for identification?"

The policeman replied impatiently: "Just go to the police station when I tell you to. Why are you nagging so much?"

"We found this child last night in a small mound of dirt in the wild."

"He has been dead for several days. Now I ask you to go to the police station to judge his identity by his clothes and size."

"If you don't go, I'll bring him here to show you?"

Upon hearing the news that the child had passed away, Qin Huairu's smile froze instantly. She whispered, "This is definitely not my story. My son definitely can't be dead."

"How could my son die so easily? He was just a child!"

Jia Zhang was also frightened by this incident: "Comrade police, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"This child can't be our Bangteng's. Bangteng must still be alive and well."

The policeman looked at the excited mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, slowly adjusted his tone, and said clearly word by word: "I want to ask now, do you want to go to the police station to verify it?"

Qin Huairu wiped the dizziness from the corners of her eyes and quickly replied: "Comrade police officer, I'm sorry! We lost our composure just now! We're going to the police station now!"

Jia Zhang also quickly nodded in agreement.

So, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang followed the police to the police station with a nervous mood.

Just then, their sad expressions were all seen by Yan Bugui in the front yard.

"Third aunt, did you see the expressions of the Jia family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law just now?" he asked the third aunt beside him casually.

"Seeing it, it's like losing my most beloved son."

"I think the police must have come to my house because Jia Dongxu had some problems or there was news about Bang Geng."

“But I’m guessing that’s not going to be good news.”

"Otherwise they wouldn't have looked like that."

The third aunt wiped the water droplets from her hands and nodded gently.

"Ah, the Jia family is so unfortunate!"

"It was all He Yuzhu's fault that Jia Dongxu is now serving his sentence."

"I don't know what I have to do with He Yuzhu."

"This He Yuzhu is really the jinx of our No. 95 Courtyard."

"If they offend him, neither the Liu family nor the Jia family will escape bad luck!"

He couldn't help but feel sympathy when he saw that these two families, which had originally lived a relatively stable life, were now broken up because of He Yuzhu's actions.

Hearing that the third aunt was about to mention He Yuzhu again, Yan Bugui hurriedly stopped her and said, "We still don't know whether Banggeng's disappearance has anything to do with He Yuzhu! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Have you forgotten what happened to me before? What you said will not do us any good whether it gets to He Yuzhu or Qin Huairu!"

“We just need to take care of our own lives.”

"He Yuzhu is so arrogant that God will punish him for us one day."

As he spoke, Yan Bugui touched the scar on his head that had not yet healed completely, nodded slowly towards the third aunt, and went into his house.

……

The police station's body lies in the morgue.

The police took Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang and pushed open the door of the morgue.

"Under the white cloth here is the body of the child I just described to you. Take a quick look, is it your missing child?"

Cases of missing children occur frequently in Beijing, and the statements of parents who report children to the police are similar because their clothes are similar.

Qin Huairu and her mother-in-law are the third pair of parents of missing children to be found today. Two parents of other children had come to identify the bodies before. That scene made the police feel very distressed.

At this moment, he just wanted to confirm the child's identity as soon as possible so that this matter would not continue to affect his mood.

Qin Huairu followed the police's instructions and walked to the body. Her hands trembled as she gently lifted the white cloth covering it.

When she saw the child's body, tears welled up in her eyes: "This is my child, Banggeng!"

"Great! Mommy will take you home!"

She threw herself on the child's body and cried bitterly.

Qin Huairu seemed to be completely oblivious to the pungent odor emanating from the child's corpse. She hugged her son's body tightly and cried and wailed in pain.

Jia Zhang pinched her nose to hold back the nausea, and approached Qin Huairu to comfort her, "Huairu, Banggeng is gone, you have to take good care of yourself! The child's body smells too pungent now, and you're pregnant. How about we find another place to dispose of his body?"

Jia Zhang was also sad about the loss of her child, but she knew that the most important thing at this time was to protect the pregnant Qin Huairu.

She knew that although one of the Jia family's eggs was broken, there was still one in Qin Huairu's belly.

Protecting Qin Huairu is the top priority now.

However, Qin Huairu, whose mind was filled with grief, did not respond and continued to lie on Banggeng's body and cry.

Regarding the tragedy of Bang Geng's death, she couldn't understand how Bang Geng, who was so young, could have provoked such a vicious person and taken away his young life.

Seeing this, the policeman who had remained silent said softly: "Since the identity has been confirmed, we will go out and make some records first, and then we can officially take the child's body back."

After confirming the child's family, the police's tense mood was relieved a little. This task was very difficult. There were so many families in Beijing who had lost their children. Finding the child's family was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Arrangements must also be made to dispose of the child's body as soon as possible, otherwise the stench may fill the entire morgue and even spread to the police station.

Qin Huairu heard the police's words, wiped the tears from her face, and spoke to Banggeng's body in a low voice: "Banggeng, wait for your mother, I will let you go home soon."

They then walked into the police station to complete the registration formalities.

However, how to bury Banggeng and arrange his funeral became a difficult problem for the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Usually after death, a mourning hall needs to be set up for mourning, but the smell of the stick stems in front of me makes people want to avoid it.

It is early summer now and the temperature indoors has risen. I am afraid no one can withstand such a strong stench.

So, Jia Zhang suggested: "Why don't we burn Bang Geng's body first? It will be more convenient to take it back to mourn. I don't think anyone can mourn him in an environment filled with the stench of Bang Geng's body."

In addition to the consumption of money and time, setting up a mourning hall and all subsequent expenses are really too much for Jia Zhang to bear.

Jia Zhang also had deep feelings for Banggeng. After all, Banggeng was only a few years old. Ever since Qin Huairu went to work at the steel rolling mill, it was her, the grandmother, who had been taking care of Banggeng. Although her words just now were a bit emotionless, Jia Zhang also felt very uncomfortable inside.

"Mom, this is your grandson!" However, Qin Huairu became unhappy when she heard this. She felt that Jia Zhang's feelings for Banggeng were not deep, but more because Banggeng was a boy, which made the Jia family gain respect in the courtyard.

After all, having a boy in the family means being superior and will bring honor to the elders.

But this means something completely different to Qin Huairu.

Banggeng was her own flesh and blood, the product of her ten months of pregnancy, so she was determined to organize a funeral for Banggeng.

"Why are you so stubborn? Setting up a mourning hall costs a lot of money!"

"Besides, the smell of stick stems has become... not so pleasant! Can you stand the smell of the funeral hall? Can the mourners stand it?"

Even if they can tolerate it, the people in the courtyard are not easy to deal with. It will be difficult to deal with it if things get awkward! Jia Zhang frowned.

But Qin Huairu used her pregnancy to put pressure on Jia Zhang, which made Jia Zhang feel helpless.

Finally, under her insistence, Jia Zhang compromised and agreed to set up a temporary mourning hall in the yard. Although she was reluctant to do so, she had no choice.

Because the child Qin Huairu was carrying became a powerful bargaining chip that Jia Zhang could hardly resist.

On the police side, they still guarantee that once there are any clues about the suspect or the suspect is arrested, the police will notify the family immediately.

……

On the other side of the steel rolling mill, He Yuzhu came here again.

Last night's operation was not a great achievement for the police, but it was fruitful. After all, a policeman who had been lurking for a long time was killed, and some important clues and intelligence were obtained.

"Chef He, would you like some tea first?" Liu Lan hurried forward. She had witnessed the entire cooking skills that He Yuzhu had demonstrated earlier and was deeply impressed.

However, He Yuzhu shook his head and refused: "No, today we will just make a few simple dishes."

He immediately announced the dishes he was going to prepare, and Liu Lan and Chef Yang from the steel mill's kitchen quickly prepared the ingredients and began to wash and prepare the dishes.

At the same time, He Yuzhu began to prepare the seasonings, and delicious dishes were completed one by one.

As each dish was completed, Director Yang saw that the dishes were almost ready, so he quickly notified the leaders and the expert team from the Bear Country.

Then, after enjoying the delicious food prepared by He Yuzhu, the expert group from the Bear Country was escorted by the army to board the plane and return home. At the invitation of the leaders, He Yuzhu said goodbye to the expert team one by one in the VIP box of the airport and returned to Xu's Tavern slightly drunk.

At sunset, in the courtyard of No. 95, Yan Bugui returned home from work. He smelled the scent of burning paper and incense in the courtyard, and his face was full of confusion.

When he got home, he went straight to Auntie San who was cooking and asked, "Auntie San, who left our yard? Why do we smell burning paper money and incense?"

When the third aunt saw that it was Yan Bugui who came back, she couldn't help but complain: "Have you forgotten that you saw the police taking Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang away this morning? After they came back from the police station, they set up a mourning hall in the yard."

"Could it be that something happened to Jia Dongxu during his labor reform at the mine?" Yan Bugui blurted out in surprise.

"It wasn't Jia Dongxu, it was their son Jia Banggeng who died in an accident! I heard he was murdered!"

"Who on earth could be so cruel to harm such a young child! He is worse than an animal!" Third Aunt shook her head and sighed, then began to explain the details and curse.

When she first heard the news, she was even more shocked than Yan Bugui, because the deliberate harm of a child was extremely rare in the capital.

Hearing this fact at this moment, Yan Bugui's heart was even more shocked - a child lost his life in such an unclear way?