Siheyuan: Walking the Path of Qin Huairu

Gao Yang was working as usual when several police officers in plain clothes broke into his office, followed by an officer from the power plant's security department. They put a silver bracelet on him without saying a word and took him away.

Colleagues in the office asked curiously, "What happened? What did Gao Yang do wrong?"

Director Song glanced at the security officer, implying that you should say something. The security officer understood and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't say what you shouldn't say. Keep your mouth shut about Gao Yang's arrest, and don't tell anyone. If the enemy spies are involved, whoever leaks the secret will bear the consequences."

When they heard that it was related to an enemy spy case, everyone shuddered and shook their heads like rattles, "No, I won't tell you even if you kill me."

Director Song then took Gao Yang back to the police station.

During the journey, Gao Yang was wondering how his identity was exposed. Ever since he was left behind to hide when the Skinheads retreated ten years ago, he had been ready to sacrifice himself for the Party and the country.

Time is a butcher's knife, turning grapes purple, black fungus, and softening bananas. Gao Yang's passionate heart also slowly cooled down until it was completely cold. The longer time passed, the slimmer his hope became. He also realized that there was almost no possibility of counterattacking the mainland.

In the past few years, his superiors had assigned him tasks, and he had completed them brilliantly without revealing his identity. But in the past two years, he had behaved himself and had not made any moves. So how did he reveal his identity? He was puzzled.

He had lived in fear and trepidation for the past ten years, and to be honest, he had had enough of this kind of life. He thought he had become a dead pawn and could live the rest of his life in peace, but his dream was shattered.

Wang Lixin and others who went to Gao Yang's house were moving things out of the basement. Wang Lixin couldn't hide the smile on his face. It can be said that he had a great harvest today. Not only did he catch the spy, but he also seized a lot of activity funds.

Looking at so many glittering gold bars and red, green and colorful jewels, the police officers present knew that they had caught a big fish today, or at least a small leader, and maybe they could follow the clues and expand their victory.

Although the People's Republic of China was founded eleven years ago, the case of enemy spies is still the most important of all cases. Wang Lixin knew that he had made a great contribution today.

Xu Huizhen was also in the space at this time, counting the plunder she had made today. Gold and silver jewelry, pearls, jade, and jewelry of various colors were really complete.

She was puzzled. Since the thief knew that Gao Yang was an enemy spy and knew the existence of the secret room, why didn't he steal these things instead of stealing her own family's food?

Or maybe he had already stolen some of it? Thinking about it carefully, it was impossible. If Gao Yang found out that his money was stolen, he would definitely run away immediately. Would he just sit here and wait for death?

It is also possible that the thief is not short of money, but food. Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore. In short, the thief has no ill intentions towards her family, so she is relieved. As for the food in the kitchen, it doesn't matter if it is less.

However, I have to be more careful when using the space in the future. It doesn’t feel good to be stared at in the dark.

—————Dividing line

After returning from the Forbidden City, He Daqing planned to get out. The first thing he had to do was to divorce the White Widow. As long as he got divorced, he could pack up and leave.

However, it is not easy to get a divorce these days. As long as the White Widow disagrees, cries and pesters you, you can forget about getting a divorce.

After much deliberation, He Daqing decided to pretend to be sick. He went to the hospital to find a doctor he knew before, gave him 30 yuan, and asked him to forge a medical record for him, saying that he had hepatitis, which is contagious and he could no longer be a chef.

On this day, Widow Bai was doing housework at home when He Daqing's colleague Xiao Zhao came running over and said, "Sister-in-law, something bad has happened. Brother He is in the hospital. You should go and see him."

Widow Bai rushed to the hospital and heard from the doctor a shocking news: He Daqing had hepatitis and could no longer be a chef.

What Widow Bai was thinking about at this time was not He Daqing's illness, but how the three of them would live after He Daqing could no longer work and earn money.

After all, He Daqing is best at cooking, and he doesn’t have any special skills in other areas. If not a chef, what else can he do?

He Daqing also started to show off his acting skills, saying with a sad face: "Xiaobai, I'm sorry for you. I can't support you and your children anymore. How are you going to live? Oh! And my disease is contagious. I don't want to infect you and the children."

The matter of divorce cannot be mentioned for the time being, otherwise it will easily alert the enemy.

Widow Bai didn't know how she walked back home. She felt like the sky was about to fall. God was blind and was deliberately making things difficult for her. After her husband died, she finally found He Daqing to help her, but now this bastard wanted to give up.

The doctor said that this disease not only prevents people from working and earning money, but also requires them to improve their nutrition and eat delicious food.

Eat, eat, eat, eat, what the hell! If you can't make money, get out of here, and let his son support you. A vicious thought came to the White Widow's mind.

I heard that He Daqing's son He Yuzhu is also a chef. This bastard has been teaching Zhu how to cook since he was a child.

When I asked him to teach his son how to cook, he refused to do it because he said it was not his own son. Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous.

On the third day, He Daqing was discharged from the hospital. He said to Widow Bai, "The doctor said my illness is not serious. I can just go home and take medicine and recuperate. Xiaobai, how much savings do we have? We have to be frugal in the days ahead."

Widow Bai: "Where can I save money? You have to leave ten yuan of your monthly salary for the city. The current harvest is bad and the normal food supply is not enough for us to eat. The two boys are growing up and they are eating us out of money. I used to save some money but I bought expensive food."

As the White Widow said this, she thought to herself: You old bastard, the money is in my hands, and you still want it back? Dream on.

He Daqing covered his stomach and said, "Xiaobai, I'm hungry. Go make me a bowl of noodles and a fried egg. The doctor said that I need to eat something nutritious for my illness. Don't worry, I'm not even fifty years old yet. When I recover, I can still make money!"

Both of them have eight hundred ideas in their minds and are playing palace intrigues.

Widow Bai: "Lao He, where are the eggs at home? And noodles? Don't you know how long we haven't eaten noodles? I think you should write a letter to Sijiucheng and ask Zhuzi to send you some money. Otherwise, in a few days, our family will be out of food."

He Daqing sighed, "How can I have the nerve to ask Zhuzi for money? I abandoned him when he was very young, and he even had a younger sister. Zhuzi is the one I feel most sorry for all these years! Maybe this is God's punishment for me abandoning my children! Oh! I shouldn't have abandoned them and followed you to defend the city."

White Widow: "Do you regret it? If you do, go back. Zhuzi can make money now, let him support you. My two sons are not yet adults, so I can't support you in your old age."

He Daqing covered his chest and pretended to be sad: "Xiaobai, are you going to chase me away? We are husband and wife. A day of marriage is a hundred days of love, and a hundred days of marriage is as deep as the sea. I like you so much, you can't do this to me!"

White Widow: "Daqing, don't blame me. Poor couples have many sorrows. I am a woman, and there is nothing I can do about it."

He Daqing smiled bitterly in his heart. He Yuzhu was right. He was daydreaming about relying on his two stepchildren to take care of him when he was old. It seemed that his decision was right. He could trust his own children.