Siheyuan Shangpeng

Shang Peng looked at Liu Guangqi as if he were an alien, then shook his head to get rid of the bad thoughts in his mind, but he also joked: "I said, have you asked around? The factory director doesn't have a daughter, right? Don't even think about recruiting a live-in son-in-law, haha..."

Liu Guangqi looked at Shang Peng with a frown on his face and replied, "Don't I have the face of a live-in son-in-law? His family has two boys. One is married and has children. The other is in his third year of high school and is said to be able to get into a good school."

Shang Peng was really upset this time, and said to Liu Guangqi: "I say, how do you know all this? Not many people in our factory know about his family's situation."

Liu Guangqi scratched his head and replied embarrassedly: "Maybe we just get along well!"

Shang Peng could only nod and say, "This is the only explanation. Anyway, they don't want you to be their son-in-law, haha..."

Liu Guangqi's face was full of black lines. He couldn't get over this joke. After a long time, Shang Peng finally stopped laughing under Liu Guangqi's gaze. He patted Liu Guangqi on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Remember that Director Li is discussing this with the commune below. After all, this will occupy the land. We have to negotiate with them. Can we use it as soon as we say so? I think it's almost done. Otherwise, the director of the factory office can't talk to you."

Liu Guangqi asked in surprise: "Really? Haha... I can finally develop good crops.

By the way, Xiaopeng, the person I mentioned has replied. He will come to Sijiu City to meet you soon. He said he really needs your information. "

Shang Peng nodded to show that he understood, and then started eating again.

Liu Guangqi also got the news he wanted, said a word to Shang Peng, and went to get busy.

A muddled day passed, and Shang Peng returned home from get off work. During dinner, Wang's father said to Shang Peng, "Xiao Peng, your elder brother will be home tomorrow afternoon. Wang Lei and I will report to the higher-ups. You will go pick up your elder brother when the time comes. After all, he has brought back three children."

Shang Peng nodded while eating and replied, "Don't worry, I've been fine recently. By the way, who do you want to report to? Do you want me to find someone to report to the higher-ups?"

Wang's father shook his head and said, "No, I have already contacted them. Your sister will take us to meet the gentleman directly tomorrow. They still have to make the decision on this matter."

Shang Peng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and replied: "Okay, if this is done well it will be a great achievement, but if it is not done well it will be forgotten."

No one asked Wang's father what they were going to do. They were all aware people, and if they didn't say anything, it didn't mean they couldn't be asked.

The next morning, Shang Peng came to the steel mill. Just as he made himself a cup of tea, the phone rang. After Shang Peng answered the phone, his face became serious. He said "yes" several times and then hung up. He went straight to find Director Yang Fan. Without saying anything, he took Yang Fan out of the steel mill.

Yang Fan seemed to know something and didn't ask where to go along the way. Shang Peng only took him to a large courtyard. After registering Yang Fan, he walked in and went straight to the backyard and into a three-story building. He didn't go upstairs, but went down to a room in the basement. Now in front of the door, Shang Peng pointed at the room, patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said, "My condolences!" Then he left.

Yang Fan stood there in a daze. He had had a premonition on the way here. After all, he hadn't seen anyone for several days and there was no news. He had already made the worst plan, but when the facts were laid out before him, he still didn't know what to do.

He took out the cigarette from his pocket tremblingly, put one in his mouth, took out a match, and struck three matches in a row but none of them lit up. At this time, a lighter was handed over to him. Yang Fan looked up and found that it was Shang Peng who came back with someone.

Yang Fan lit a cigarette and asked Shang Peng, "How come he died?"

Shang Peng sighed and said nothing. The person who followed Shang Peng opened his mouth and said, "We received a notice from Comrade Shang Peng yesterday and started the investigation. When we found Comrade Wang Wei, he had already passed away. After investigation, we found that Comrade Wang Wei was looking for someone to beat up Comrade Shang Peng, but he just wanted to find someone to beat him up. However, when he was drinking with others and going home, he encountered enemy spies. He followed the enemy spies at that time, but unfortunately he was discovered by the enemy spies and then brutally killed.

Comrade Wang Wei's body was found by his friends because he had made marks along the way that only they could understand. We caught an enemy spy on the spot while he was burying the body in the courtyard where they killed Comrade Wang Wei.

Yang Fan took a puff of his cigarette and said, "So he is a martyr?"

The man nodded and replied, "We found traces of torture on Comrade Wang Wei, and through our surprise inspection, we learned that Comrade Wang Wei had been cursing the enemy spies, and finally angered the enemy spies and was brutally killed, so we all believe that he is a martyr!"

Tears welled up in Yang Fan's eyes as he muttered, "He's most afraid of pain. Even a small wound would make him grimace and cry out in pain. Shang Peng, why can't he..."

Shang Peng patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and said, "Some people are like this. In the face of justice, they can endure any pain. Director Yang, I also know that it is useless to persuade you at this time. Besides, it is because of me that he..."

Yang Fan raised his hand to interrupt Shang Peng, looked at Shang Peng and said, "Shang Gong, don't say anything. I know what happened, and I also understand that it has nothing to do with you. I also want to thank you. If it weren't for you, my cousin might have been a missing person all his life. I'm not the kind of unreasonable person, but can you let me talk to my cousin alone?"

Shang Peng nodded and replied: "Okay, you stay here by yourself, I'll be leaving, and someone will discuss the next matters with you later." After Shang Peng finished speaking, he patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and turned away with that person.

Yang Fan stood at the door for a long time without moving. Only when the cigarette burned his hand did he react. He stretched out his hand and pushed the door, then put it down. Then he stretched out his hand again and put it down again. Finally, Yang Fan pushed the door open and walked in.

There was only one bed in the room, with a person lying on it covered with a white cloth.

Yang Fan walked over and gently lifted the white cloth. Underneath was Wang Wei's swollen face from being beaten. Yang Fan couldn't help crying and burst into tears.

She cried and said, "Aren't you afraid of pain? Why don't you just give in? You haven't even gotten married yet, how can I explain this to your aunt? Get out of here, you bastard. You're still waiting for me to clean up your mess, and you won't say anything..."

The crying sound spread out of the room and spread in the empty basement.

The people brought by Shang Peng and two other people were waiting outside. They would go in and persuade them after a while. After all, they couldn't let the martyrs' families get into trouble here.