Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

With so many militiamen mobilized, who's family doesn't have three relatives?

Even if Director Wang and the others didn't disclose it in advance, most people still knew that if there was action at night, they could only go to those places.

Say hello to your family, stay calm tonight and don't go out at home, that's inevitable.

In fact, Director Wang and the others are not trying to arrest some people who are short of food and clothing at home. Who doesn't know who they are? If a commotion breaks out, no one will be left clean.

But they have no choice but to eat this bowl of rice. If their superiors give them tasks, they can only carry them out. Besides, it’s not a bad thing.

Dozens of pigeon markets were attacked at the same time, and a lot of rats were caught.

Even more supplies were confiscated. For example, those who took their fine noodles to the pigeon market to exchange for coarse grains were basically criticized and released after recording their work address.

For those who do small business, there is only one criterion for judging whether they can catch or not, which is whether there is a scale on their stall.

Those with scales are the responsibility of the office; those without scales are assigned to the street office for criticism and education.

The target this time is not them. The target in the institute this time is the organizers and local households.

I really found a lot of good things, such as white noodles and pork, not to mention pork. There are also many luxuries these days, such as tobacco and alcohol.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and those mice are also thinking of having a big event, so they are well prepared.

A big car like He Yuzhu's was pulled three or four times. Several nearby residential buildings were used as warehouses by those people.

He Yuzhu and the others certainly had their benefits. If nothing else, before the matter was over, each of them threw a pack of cigarettes over.

On He Yuzhu's side, Director Wang lost two bags in different locations.

The drivers of the steel rolling mill are all He Yuzhu's apprentices, and he also brought them here.

And he vaguely revealed to He Yuzhu and the others that there were those who had a good relationship and were not involved deeply in it. For example, if you are a small businessman or hawker, you can say hello and cross out your name.

So Yan Bugui and his two sons were rescued by He Yuzhu.

Naturally, Yan Jiecheng didn't come over. It was Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiefang who followed Yan Bugui to set up a stall in the pigeon market.

He Yuzhu didn't want to protect him, but everyone else took one or two of their neighbors out. If He Yuzhu refuses to accept any of them, his reputation in the alley will not be good if he speaks out in the future.

The key issue is that with Yan Bugui's calculating temperament, it is normal to sell some of the fish he catches and some of the mountain products he collects from the countryside.

Other small vendors will estimate the price, or weigh it at home, and just bring it in small bags and exchange it for you.

It was Yan Bugui, who was afraid of suffering a loss, so he brought a steel scale with him. This was unlucky.

Furthermore, if you are fooling around in vain, if you see someone arresting you, you can just throw your things away, put your hands in your pockets, and pretend to be buying something.

This old guy, risking his life rather than his wealth, just took his two sons to collect all his things. He was running around thinking he could run out.

When He Yuzhu saw Yan Bugui, Yan Bugui was very embarrassed. The glasses were hit by someone unknown and the frame was broken.

Yan Bugui, an old guy, was holding his glasses with one hand and holding his steel scale tightly with the other.

When Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiefang saw He Yuzhu, they all called Zhuzhu brother in a low voice.

When Yan Bugui saw He Yuzhu, he lowered his head in shame.

He Yuzhu still doesn't know what to do in the street in the afternoon.

I saw that the drivers and militiamen who came with me were leading acquaintances outside.

He stepped forward and gave the guarding militia a cigarette.

The militiaman took the cigarette and turned his head away knowingly, no longer paying attention to this side.

He Yuzhu walked up to Yan Bugui, grabbed the scale beam, and threw it into the dark corner from a distance.

Yan Bugui whispered urgently: "Scale, scale, scale."

He Yuzhu also said in a low voice and angrily: "If you want to lose your job, sit here for a few years, and then go and pick it up. Those who have scales will be sent to the drop-off center, and those who don't have scales will be dealt with on the street."

Yan Bugui fell silent for a moment.

He Yuzhu kicked the snakeskin bag at the feet of the Yan family and his son again, and kicked the snakeskin bag to the side.

Then he shouted: "There is another bag here. Which comrade missed it and carried it up?"

The two militiamen on the side also cooperated and said: "Someone who ran around probably left it here. Master He, please work hard and bring this thing to the car."

After the play was over, everyone else knew it except Yan Bugui, who had a painful expression on his face. The clerks who were recording the names on the side had the names of Yan Bugui and his son wiped out from the column in the office.

Even the clerk at the street office who was registering next to the car said jokingly: "Master He, you young people have better eyesight. With the weather like this, even if you put this thing in front of me, I can't even see it."

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "I was just wandering around and kicked it under my feet. I don't know who threw it on the road while running around."

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After a busy night, He Yuzhu and the others were free, talking and laughing, and each of them went home with a new military coat in his hand.

Of course you have to pay for this, but how much you pay is another matter.

This is the thing about favors, everyone is fooling you, and if you take it so seriously, you will offend others.

Therefore, He Yuzhu could only follow the crowd. He would take as much as others took, without saying a word, and just follow suit.

There were even two driver apprentices who felt sorry for their elderly family members and wanted to buy one more. He Yuzhu even helped to go up and chat with him. Of course, the price was not the price of one piece.

After all, it is cheaper than the market price, but more expensive than He Yuzhu and the others.

When He Yuzhu returned to the small courtyard and slept until the afternoon, he went to He Daqing's place to eat. Only then did I realize that Yan Bugui had specially brought two bottles of old Xifeng to the door to apologize and express his thanks.

Thanks to this, He Yuzhu knew that it was probably because Yan Laozhao learned about the fate of those unprotected merchants and hawkers today that he realized that he had escaped.

But He Yuzhu was a little confused when he apologized. After asking, he found out that the incident happened yesterday afternoon.

He was furious on the spot and wanted to go to Yan Bugui to settle the score, but was stopped by He Daqing.

He Daqing said: "Forget it, Zhuzi.

Your Uncle Yan is also obsessed with phlegm. The way you cried today and slapped yourself twice in the mouth made me feel uncomfortable.

He also asked his second and third sons to kowtow to me.

Alas, they are all poor and troublesome.

Let's just forget about it. Besides, you did it honestly and gained a good reputation.

Many people in the alley went out of their way to praise you for your benevolence and righteousness. "

He Yuzhu's face softened a little, but he still felt unhappy and said: "I didn't know what happened yesterday afternoon, otherwise I don't care whether he dies or not? Bah."

He Daqing asked with a smile: "Can you really ignore the demands placed on you?"

He Yuzhu said stiffly: "The most I can do is bring Xie Kuang and Jiefang out, and let the old guy go stay in the prison for a few days."

He Daqing smiled and said nothing, pointed at his son, and laughed at his harsh words.