Siheyuan: Being a fisherman in 1962

Everyone quickly launched a search operation, tracking along the route that Jia Zhang might have escaped.

However, Jia Zhang seemed to have disappeared, leaving no trace.

Just when everyone was about to lose their patience, a sharp-eyed public security comrade suddenly spotted a suspicious figure.

"Look, is that person Jia Zhang?" he shouted, pointing ahead.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a figure carrying an old man walking quickly through the alley.

Although the face could not be seen clearly, the figure and movements were very similar to those of Jia Zhang.

"Chase!" Chen Fei gave an order, and everyone immediately chased in that direction.

Chen Fei and other public security comrades followed closely behind. The figure appeared and disappeared in the narrow alley, like a cunning snake, shuttling through the night.

Everyone's heartbeat quickened as the distance got closer, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

Finally, they came to the end of a dead end and saw Jia Zhang standing there, clutching the crippled old man's collar tightly in her hand, with a crazy light flashing in her eyes.

She seemed to have fallen into some kind of frenzy and turned a blind eye to the public security comrades around her.

"Don't come over! Otherwise I will throw him down!" Jia Zhang screamed hysterically, revealing a hint of despair and madness in her voice.

The public security comrades looked at each other and understood that they had to act cautiously at this moment so as not to anger this woman who had already lost her mind.

Everyone tried to remain calm.

Chen Fei carefully observed Jia Zhang's expression and movements, trying to find an opportunity to subdue her.

At this moment, a public security comrade quietly went around behind Jia Zhang, ready to give her a surprise attack.

However, Jia Zhang seemed to have noticed something, she turned back suddenly, and a fierce light flashed in her eyes.

"Don't move! Otherwise I will really be rude to you!" she threatened loudly.

The public security comrade did not dare to act rashly and had to stop and keep a certain distance from Jia Zhang.

Chen Fei was secretly anxious.

This stalemate is not a solution. We must find a way to subdue Jia Zhang as soon as possible.

Just then, he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the old man in Jia Zhang's hands.

There was a hint of fear and despair in the old man's eyes, as if he was asking Chen Fei for help.

Chen Fei's mind moved, and he suddenly thought of a solution.

He quickly pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, held it high, and shouted, "Jia Zhang, look what this is? As long as you put down the old man in your hand, this money will be yours!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhang seemed to be attracted by the stack of banknotes and temporarily forgot about the old man in her hand.

An alert public security comrade hit Jia Zhang's popliteal fossa with a baton, injuring her leg.

In the darkness of night, Jia Zhang's crazy behavior finally came to an end.

Several strong public security comrades pounced on her like tigers descending from the mountains, handcuffed her hands tightly behind her back, and then put cold handcuffs and shackles on her.

The second uncle stood there, watching this scene in astonishment. He had never thought that Jia Zhang, who was always petty and talkative, would do such a crazy thing.

Sha Zhu rushed over after hearing the news. His braised food stall was destroyed and he was already burning with anger.

When he saw Jia Zhang being arrested at this moment, he felt relieved, as if he saw the dawn of hope.

He strode forward, ready to ask Jia Zhang for compensation.

The public security comrades escorted Jia Zhang to the detention room. Every step was heavy and firm, as if announcing the arrival of justice.

Sha Zhu followed closely behind, his eyes flashing with anger and expectation.

His braised food stall was destroyed and he suffered heavy losses. How could he swallow this?

At this moment, his heart was filled with resentment towards Jia Zhang, but he also expected to get the compensation he deserved from her.

When they arrived at the room where she was being held, Jia Zhang was pushed in roughly, and the iron door slammed shut behind her, making a dull echo.

Sha Zhu followed in closely, his eyes fixed on Jia Zhang.

"You destroyed my braised food stall, you must compensate me!" Sha Zhu's voice was very cold, as if he wanted to turn the anger in his heart into a sword and pierce Jia Zhang's heart.

"Compensation? You're dreaming! I didn't do anything, why should I compensate you?"

Hearing this, Sha Zhu became even more furious and took a step forward: "You still dare to deny it? I saw you smash my stall with my own eyes, and you still want to deny it?"

Jia Zhang was not afraid at all. She struggled to stand up and cursed, "You fool, who do you think you are? Why should I pay compensation? I tell you, I won't pay. What can you do to me?"

Sha Zhu was completely enraged by her attitude and raised his fist, ready to teach her a lesson.

However, at this moment, there was a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly coming from outside the door.

It turned out that Chen Fei had arrived with several public security comrades.

When they saw what Sha Zhu was doing, they immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Stop! This is the Public Security Bureau, not a place for you to run wild!"

Sha Zhu was stopped, but the anger in his heart did not diminish in the slightest.

He turned his head and looked at Fade Chen: "Did you see that? This crazy woman destroyed my stall and refused to compensate me!"

After walking out of the detention center, the broken braised food stall was like a glaring scar, lying across Sha Zhu's heart.

He originally thought that with his skills, he could make a name for himself in this bustling city, but he did not expect that his career would be ruined by the crazy woman Jia Zhang.

Walking on the street, my mind is full of thoughts.

The former hustle and bustle seemed to have nothing to do with him at this moment.

The eyes have lost their former luster, leaving only endless confusion and loss. I hope the sky will not be dark and the road will have no end.

Qin Huairu would scold him for coming home late.

Sha Zhu dragged his tired steps, his heart full of loss and confusion.

What awaits him will be Qin Huairu's cold gaze and sharp words.

When he opened the door, the aroma of food wafted into his nose, but Sha Zhu felt a tingling pain.

There were plenty of dishes on the table, but there was no bowl or chopsticks for him.

Qin Huairu sat at the table, looking at him expressionlessly, as if she was looking at a stranger.

"What? You made so much money from your braised food stall that you don't even go home?" Qin Huairu sneered, her voice full of disappointment and anger.

Sha Zhu walked silently to the table, sat down, and felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

He admitted that the braised food stall was indeed ruined and his dream was shattered.

But how could he explain all this to Qin Huairu?

"I..." He tried to speak, but was interrupted by Qin Huairu.

"Don't explain, I don't want to listen. Who do you think you are? A braised food seller, and you want to make a name for yourself in this city? What a joke!" Qin Huairu's words pierced into Sha Zhu's heart like a knife, and he felt a sharp pain.

There was a cold atmosphere in the house.

Qin Huairu's words were like heavy hammers, hitting Sha Zhu's heart hard.

He bowed his head silently.