Siheyuan: This is really immoral

At this time, Lin Zhuang rode his bike leisurely to the entrance of the alley.

I saw Bang Geng sneaking out of the yard, holding something white in his hand...paper?

What the hell is going on?

Then I saw the male quietly following the stick terrier.

Lin Zhuang ate melons calmly on the side.

He stopped riding the bike, locked it at the entrance of the yard, and quickly followed.

A beautiful scenery appears on the ancient street.

The police followed the children, and Linzhuang followed the police.

Every time the police felt something was wrong and he seemed to be followed, Lin Zhuang quickly pretended to be an idle passerby.

The police officer scratched his head and continued to follow Bang Geng to see if he could also perform a meritorious service!

Banggeng didn't run too far and found a door that was closed and there was no light in the room.

He looked left and right, and took out the wire used to fix his grandfather's portrait.

Push the wire into the door lock and twist it here and there.

"Click."

The door lock was actually opened!

Banggeng never dreamed that it would be so simple. His brother Xiong is really awesome and what he taught is so useful!

I thought to myself: I should go there more often to study in the future, there are talented people everywhere!

At first glance, the police thought that this kid was a habitual offender! He had only been caught stealing fish for a short time, but he took advantage of the opportunity to commit a crime.

If this was an old thief, it would be fine, as he was too skilled. But this kid was only in his early teens, right? Could this be the Chosen One who was eleven years old and had 15 years of work experience?

The police were at the gate of the courtyard. Lin Zhuang naturally didn't want them to see him, so he climbed over the wall.

Lin Zhuang was delighted to see this scene.

When I haven't seen you for a day, I'll look at you with new eyes! You've learned something real!

but!

Just as Banggeng entered the house, the police rushed in at lightning speed.

"Don't move! Public Security."

Everyone gets the stolen goods.

The ears of Banggeng drooped instantly and he was caught.

He is sorry to Brother Xiong!

But it doesn’t matter, Banggeng feels that he can continue his studies for a while longer.

When Bang Geng came out, his hands had been handcuffed by the police and he was taken back to the police station.

Coming out to attend the funeral of a loved one is a humanitarian consideration and the country believes that prisoners also have basic human rights.

But if you commit a crime outside, that's embarrassing, just go back.

Lin Zhuang watched Bang Geng being taken away overnight and returned to the courtyard with a smile on his face.

Qin Huairu, ah Qin Huairu, I, Lin Zhuang, have always been helping you!

Lin Zhuang nodded and thought:

"Look at Banggeng, he's not even a bit better than other kids. Instead of worrying about him later, it's better to see clearly earlier. If we have a child from Linzhuang in the future, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

Qin Huairu returned home and waited for a long time but her son did not show up.

If you panic, the sticky points will be gone!

I hurried out to find the police, but there was one at my doorstep. One? Shouldn't there be two?

When I went over to ask, I learned that my son was caught stealing again and was immediately taken back to the police station.

The time spent in the detention center may be extended.

After hearing this, Qin Huairu looked up at the sky and remained silent. She was just instigated before.

Now... you are the one who makes the decisions on your own?

These days, it seems as if all my tears have dried up, and no more tears are falling.

It seems that my son... seems to be not a good person.

Jia Zhang didn't think it was a big deal and it would be good to keep him locked up for a longer period of time.

Otherwise, if she came out much earlier than Jia Zhang and got close to his unlucky mother, it would be troublesome if he didn't provide for her in her old age!

Why hasn’t the money that the leaders of the steel mill promised to pay come yet? Do they not want to pay it anymore?

No, at worst I can just put my son’s coffin in front of the door tomorrow and see if he dares to refuse.

Jia Zhang was pleased with her own intelligence and talent.

……

In a blink of an eye, a night passed.

Early the next morning, two people from the steel rolling mill came to the courtyard. One of them was holding a small bag and was obviously a small leader.

After arriving at Jia's house and confirming his identity, he took out three Great Unity coupons and some food coupons from his bag.

The young leader walked into the yard and said loudly:

"I'm Li Youxian, the head of the General Affairs Section of the Steel Rolling Mill. I'm here to announce the factory's announcement. Since Jia Dongxu violated the rules first, the factory doesn't need to compensate him according to the rules and regulations. But the Steel Rolling Mill is a big collective with feelings and warmth. The factory believes that the Jia family's situation is special, and decided to give them 30 yuan in consolation money and some food coupons at a meeting."

Jia Zhang was stunned after hearing this. How much? 30?

I wanted to argue with my leader again, but the man had obviously received some instructions.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed the money into Jia Zhang's hand and ran away.

There was no time at all for Jia Zhang to react, and the timing was just right.

Jia Zhang could only swallow this loss in silence and console herself by saying, "It doesn't matter. Thirty is not a small age. I still have Banggeng to support me in my old age."

Look at the yard again.

Today, all the strong men in the hospital have taken leave.

The dead are great and unity and friendship are very important in China.

If your neighbors in the yard have funerals or weddings, you have to help them. This is unavoidable unless your family has a deep blood feud.

Who can guarantee that their family will not need help in the future? Even if they want to spend their old age in peace and die, they will still need help, right?

Linzhuang didn't really mean to help, but formalism was still necessary.

At the funeral, Jia Zhang finally burst into tears and her screams were earth-shaking.

But it seemed that he was muttering something in a low voice from time to time.

Only those who walked very close could hear her murmur: "Oh, I have to go back to clean the toilet tomorrow, my life is so miserable!"

The big joke of slipping the world!

Although Jia Dongxu's life was short, he was also a coward.

When the funeral was almost over, Jia Zhang returned home alone.

Everyone who didn't know the reason thought that Jia Zhang was too sad and cried so sadly on the road.

So I went home as my body couldn't take it anymore.

Jia Zhang, who returned to the middle court, pleaded with the police quietly:

"Comrade Public Security, my son is dead, I want to be alone and quiet."

As long as you can't run away, the police will definitely have no objection.

I was also wondering: "This son died but he didn't dare to open the cloth to take a last look at him. He went to ask for compensation. Now that his son is about to be buried, has he found his conscience?"

It turned out that Jia Zhang closed the door and ran to the portrait of old Jia.

Only then did I notice that the wire that was originally used to fix the portrait was gone.

"This... this is not someone who took my money?"

After asking in a low voice, Jia Zhang immediately opened the photo frame and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the photos of everyone in unity behind them.

He took it down and put it together, counted it again until every penny was missing, and then put in the donation and compensation of several dozen yuan, his mouth grinning from ear to ear.

After putting the photo frame back in place, he looked at Lao Jia and muttered, "Lao Jia, you're the only one who knows where the money is. This is your life-saving money, and it can only be between the two of us! You have to take care of the money for me."

Then she wanted to cry for a while just to pretend to go out, but her piggy bank was full so she couldn't cry.

I can only put some saliva in the corners of my eyes to fool them.

The funeral procession had not returned yet, and Jia Zhang was waiting in the central courtyard for the unlucky star.