Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

Seeing that Zhang Dabao insisted, and that life at home was indeed difficult, the farmers did not refuse anymore, but they were determined to catch more, and the big ones and the females.

In fact, now is not the best time to eat crabs. The best time is around the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, there are still more than two months away from the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is impossible for me to stay in Shanghai for such a long time.

Walking along the river, the riverside now has no prosperous scene of later generations, and there are lands everywhere, and they are full of crops. From the riverside to the city, I inquired about the news in crowded places. In the evening, I really had another harvest. A warehouse on Jiujiang Road was full of collected things.

After leaving the crowd and walking along Nanjing Road, there was really no meat for sale. Zhang Dabao didn't know why there were no meat dishes here, but there was fish, and it was smoked fish. Zhang Dabao first bought one, tasted it, and found it really delicious. He went back to the store and said he would bring a few more for his classmates, so he bought all the smoked fish in the store today.

After turning a corner, Zhang Dabao only had two portions of smoked fish left in his hand, and he slowly returned to the Wu family.

"Xuehua, do you want to eat smoked fish?" Zhang Dabao shouted as soon as the food entered.

"Of course I eat." Wu Xuehua ran out from the inner room.

"Comrade Wu, it's normal to eat at home. There's no need to buy groceries specially," said Mr. Wu.

"Mr. Wu, mainly I want to try the local delicacies. What's wrong with Auntie? She looks unhappy?" Zhang Dabao saw Mrs. Wu sitting aside with red eyes.

"My grandma had a sister whose family was framed, and my grandma was angry," said Wu Xuehua.

"What's going on? Tell me about it." Zhang Dabao sat down opposite Wu Xuehua.

The plot is not complicated. A poor boy falls in love with the daughter of a rich family. However, this poor boy is not only poor, but also ugly. The other party simply looks down on him, so she never treats him kindly, and the poor boy never has a chance.

But now the situation has changed. The poor boy has become a small leader. He feels that he is capable again, so he goes to find the girl again. He is scolded by the girl again, so he starts to use some tricks, which is to falsely accuse the girl of having banned books at home.

"So despicable?" Zhang Dabao asked with a smile.

"Isn't it? That Sun Hai is like a scoundrel. How could my aunt Xiaomei fall for such a guy?" Wu Xuehua came to the final conclusion.

"That makes sense. What kind of book did Sun Hai put there?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"I don't know. It seemed to be a foreign book. He said that he would give Aunt Xiaomei one night to prepare. If she didn't agree tomorrow, he would arrest her directly," said Wu Xuehua.

"It seems that Aunt Xiaomei treats you well. I will accompany you to see her tomorrow. Maybe there will be a chance of recovery," said Zhang Dabao, and then the four of them started to eat together.

From ancient times to the present, there have been countless touching stories about people's pursuit of love. Of course, there are also some people who use despicable means to deceive and coerce others.

What Zhang Dabia can't stand is coercion.

If the road is uneven, someone will step on it; if things are unfair, someone should take care of it.

After dinner, Zhang Dabao returned to his room to rest. He had to go out again tonight because there was a warehouse waiting for him on Jiujiang Road.

In the middle of the night, he changed into night clothes and went out of the window again, then headed straight for Jiujiang Road. Now the target would be easier to find tonight, because after the fire at the place where the school stored the cultural relics yesterday, the security here had been intensified, not only for the warehouse, but also for the entire Jiujiang Road.

We still had to find a way to mobilize people. At this time, two patrolmen came. Zhang Dabao threw two packets of chili powder from the darkness and threw them on the two men's faces. The two men's eyes were injured and they screamed in fear. Then Zhang Dabao kept hitting their legs and backs with a wooden stick. The two men began to shout for help.

Someone soon heard their accomplices' cries for help, and another patrol team arrived. At this time, Zhang Dabao had come to the roof again and started shooting bamboo arrows with the bow in his hand. One team member was shot. The others quickly hid and continued to call for help.

This time, more than ten people came, but they still couldn't avoid the dense arrows. The patrol team members thought that there were at least five people here. Could it be that their goal today was not to set fire, but to hurt people?

A bamboo arrow was shot out from time to time, and the reinforcements had to hide at the foot of the wall.

As more people came here, there were fewer people over there. With one jump, they arrived at the warehouse. The guarding force here was reduced by more than half. Now there were still six people at the door of the warehouse and eight inside the warehouse.

He threw the stones in his hand, knocking out the person at the door first, then lifted the roof and knocked out the people in the warehouse again and threw them all outside. He collected everything in the warehouse, then used bamboo and wood, poured oil and set it on fire.

When dry wood meets fire, it catches fire instantly.

The reinforcements on the street saw the fire and realized that they had fallen into a trap again, so they ran back quickly. But it was too late. The fire had already reached the roof and there was nothing left inside.

"Comrade Wang, I feel that the enemy has an insider among us. Why were sixteen of us knocked out at the same time?" Comrade Liu, a small leader, said to the big leader.

"Who is on duty in the warehouse tonight?" Comrade Wang asked.

"It's Sun Hai. He is in charge of both inside and outside. He is inside the warehouse," said a comrade next to him.

"Sun Hai? He is a local. He was born as a hired farmer, so he is one of us," said Comrade Wang.

"Comrade Wang, we must always be vigilant in revolutionary work, because there are always traitors, and the enemy has endless means to bribe people. Not everyone can resist temptation," said Comrade Liu.

"Don't make it public yet. Let's investigate first. We can't let the bad guys go, and we can't wrongly accuse our comrades," Comrade Wang instructed the three people around him.

Comrade Sun Hai is in charge of guarding the warehouse today because someone has targeted the warehouse. It is very likely that they are some radical personnel. Although everyone has the same goal, the process is very different. So people with different ideologies cannot work together. Everyone is doing their own thing, but why do they want to target us? Is it because our work is too outstanding that it has aroused the jealousy of the other party?

Sun Hai was suddenly knocked unconscious tonight, and all of them fainted at the same time, without any order. How many people were there from the other side? How did they get in? Was there anyone from the other side among them? Sun Hai also thought of this.

They fainted, which directly led to the burning of the warehouse, so they were derelict in their duty. Now that they have woken up, Officer Wang asked everyone to write down what happened, so everyone was asked to write separately.