Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"Uh-huh."

"Let's go check out some stores."

Ma Yan nodded and followed Zhao Xiangyang, walking towards several shops nearby.

The only things in these shops are daily necessities.

The only butcher shop still had a lot of lean meat, as well as ribs and pork ribs that almost no one wanted.

Oil and water are very scarce these days, and everyone likes to buy fatty meat.

After all, the fat can be taken back to make oil, and even the oil residue can be a very good meat dish.

On the contrary, the ribs and corn cobs have a lot of lean meat, but almost no one buys them.

Not only is there little oil in it, but most of it is inedible bones.

Therefore, spare ribs and lean meat, which were very popular in later generations, are sometimes unsellable today.

"We want these ham bones, and give us all these ribs."

Zhao Xiangyang said when he saw the several ribs hanging there and a pile of pork bones with the meat removed.

"Take this corn bone and cook it with cabbage. It tastes really good."

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, the butcher's shop clerk couldn't help but look surprised, but immediately smiled and started shouting.

"Ah."

"Weigh them for us, but give us a cheaper price."

When Zhao Xiangyang saw the salesman's expression, he knew that this guy wanted to sell it to him at the normal price.

To know!

In this kind of weather and at this time, almost all pork ribs and pork shanks can be bought at very cheap prices.

"Hahaha, there, there. I'll give it to you at a low price."

"Just give me 2 yuan and the meat ticket for this pile."

After hearing what Zhao Xiangyang said, the salesperson laughed and picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board, quickly chopping off the pork ribs and pork shanks.

"Here are 2 yuan and the meat ticket."

Zhao Xiangyang gave the money and tickets with great satisfaction, and then he and Ma Yan took his sister Zhao Chenxi to other stores to buy some pickled vegetables and tofu from outside the city.

"Now that we have bought everything, let's go back now."

After Ma Yan put all the things into the saddle bag, she said to Zhao Xiangyang with a smile.

"Chenxi, sit on it, we will go back now."

Zhao Xiangyang gestured while holding the bicycle.

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Chenxi nodded in agreement, then climbed up and sat down.

"Hold on tight, we're going home now."

Zhao Xiangyang called out, and the three of them pushed their bicycles and walked towards the courtyard, talking and laughing. They saw a large group of people gathered in front of them. It seemed particularly lively, and they were pointing and talking about something.

"A police comrade is here."

Someone saw Zhao Xiangyang and Ma Yan pushing their bicycles towards this side.

"Wow!"

Following this shout, all the people surrounding there immediately made way.

I saw a person lying on the ground, his face covered with bruises and scratches.

"What's going on here?"

Zhao Xiangyang handed the bicycle to Ma Yan, walked slowly forward and asked someone.

"Oh my god, I don't know either!"

"I just passed by this corner, and suddenly I heard everyone saying that there was a person lying in the ditch over here. Everyone thought she was dead, but she was still mumbling. Oh my god, this person is still alive..."

The eldest brother who was being questioned spoke with an accent from outside the Great Wall and shook his head.

"Ok?"

"Jia Zhang's family?"

When Zhao Xiangyang stepped forward, he discovered that the person lying on the ground was actually Jia Zhang.

"Little comrade, do you know her?"

An elderly man was holding a pipe in his hand. He took a few puffs and looked at Zhao Xiangyang with some curiosity.

"Ah."

"This is someone from our compound. When she came out just now, I noticed that she didn't look normal..."

Zhao Xiangyang recalled what happened just now. Jia Zhang seemed to have suffered a great mental shock and stumbled towards the door.

"Since he is from your compound, please send him to the hospital. After all, he is so old, and if he continues like this, something serious will happen."

The old man took a few more puffs of his pipe, exhaled some smoke and said.

"Indeed."

"But this person is not an easy person to get along with. She is notoriously difficult to get along with in our hospital. Even if you help her out of kindness, she will turn the tables and force you to pay compensation."

"So to be on the safe side, let's ask the people on the street to take her to the hospital."

Zhao Xiangyang did not intend to take care of Jia Zhang himself. The reason was that the relationship between his family and hers was not yet at the point where he could help her.

Being able to ask someone to call the street police is already a very kind thing to do.

"Since you say so, comrade, let the people from your street come and handle this matter."

The old man knocked his pipe under his feet and had Jia Zhang carried to a corner so as not to affect the travel of pedestrians.

"Ma Yan, you can take Chenxi back first. I'll ride my bike to the street and find a locksmith to make a few spare keys."

Zhao Xiangyang handed the key to Ma Yan, then smiled and instructed her.

"Ok."

"Then Chenxi and I will go and make the keys first."

Ma Yan nodded to Zhao Xiangyang and took Zhao Chenxi's hand, and walked towards the locksmith shop that was registered with the police station.

Zhao Xiangyang rode his bicycle and rushed towards the street.

When he arrived, he saw Clerk Wang, who seemed to be about to come out.

When he saw Zhao Xiangyang, he was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Captain Zhao, what's the matter?"

When Clerk Wang saw Zhao Xiangyang, he came out and asked with a smile.

"Yes."

"It just so happens that Mr. Wang, our hospital's Jia Zhang is lying on the side of the road in front."

"I'm telling you this. People from your street should take charge of sending him to the hospital. He seems to have mental problems."

"If anything happens, it has nothing to do with me."

"You also know that the relationship between our family and the Jia family is not very good."

Zhao Xiangyang said with a shrug.

"Leave this matter to us."

"He is also a poor man..."

Clerk Wang sighed helplessly. He really felt helpless about the Jia family's affairs.

This family...

If it weren't for the lack of family education and my own lack of sense of propriety and sensibility, I would not have caused so many troubles.

As a result, a good family ended up like this.

The whole family was sent to a labor camp, and even the breadwinner of the family was shot.

It can be said.

That is a true example of bringing disaster upon oneself, and it is not an exaggeration.