Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Several beggars were taken away by Old Man Chen's men. Wang Jianjun made some inquiries and found out that these people were all killed with just a peanut.

The laws of this era are still imperfect.

But once sentencing is determined, the severity of the sentence will be given.

Although the eleven children were unconscious, they were not seriously injured.

Old Man Chen will arrange for someone to send these people back.

"Nephew, your uncle Chen has made a great contribution today thanks to you. I'll treat you to tea next time you come to my duty room."

Old man Chen patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder happily and said.

He had never called Wang Jianjun "nephew" before.

Today, I was in a good mood and my attitude towards Wang Jianjun changed immediately.

"Okay, by the way, Uncle Chen, I helped the police so much today, doesn't your Public Security Bureau have any commendation or something like that?"

"You are really realistic, kid. I just praised you. Don't worry, you will be commended, and there will be rewards and bonuses in due time."

"Forget about the reward. I have a high level of awareness and will not add burden to the country. Just give me an honorary banner or something like that."

Wang Jianjun also looked down on those rewards. What he wanted were things like honorary banners.

Although this thing is nonsense, it can save you some trouble.

Old man Chen was a little amused. You were so shameless to ask me for a reward, but this is the result?

"Okay, you've made up your mind. I'll come to your house and give you a banner someday."

Old man Chen patted Wang Jianjun on the shoulder and laughed a few times, then he took his men to take those beggars and children back to the Public Security Bureau.

Wang Jianjun ran all the way back to the place where he had just been, found the woman, told her that the child had been found, and asked her to go to the police station to pick him up.

The woman was so excited that she was about to kneel down to express her gratitude.

But when I looked up, I found that Wang Jianjun had disappeared.

In the end, the woman could only keep thanking Wang Jianjun as she ran in the direction he was heading.

When Wang Jianjun returned to the courtyard, Sha Zhu just happened to come back before him.

Taking a look at Sha Zhu's dejected look, Wang Jianjun guessed that Sha Zhu's blind date was still not going well.

Those disaster victims came to the city begging in the wind and sun.

No matter how young a girl is, she can't be that pretty.

As a beauty lover, Shazhu naturally doesn't like it.

This is indeed the case. When Sha Zhu went with a group of bachelors, he was still very confident.

He felt that as the chef of the cafeteria, he could choose any young and beautiful girl he wanted these days.

But when he got there, he found that the girls were indeed quite young, but none of them met his taste.

Sha Zhu, who returned disappointed, lay on the bed and sighed as soon as he entered the room.

Today is another day when I envy Wang Jianjun and Jia Dongxu.

At night, Wang Jianjun disguised himself, walked out of the yard and went to the shelter run by the street office.

Standing outside the shelter, he used the ability of space teleportation to directly drop several thousand kilograms of food into the shelter.

The space for collecting is quite limited, but it is very easy to take out.

He only dared to do this kind of operation of turning food into food through remote control at night.

After putting the food away, he ran to several other shelters.

It was almost dawn before he returned to the courtyard.

More than 100,000 kilograms of food were distributed in one night, which should be enough to feed the victims for a while.

Although more than 100,000 kilograms of grain were given away for free, Wang Jianjun did not feel it was a pity.

Just do good deeds and have a clear conscience.

The next day, when the clerk from the street office arrived at the shelter, he was stunned by the scene before him.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

It's food!

Mountains of food!

The room was filled with sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, pumpkins, cornmeal and other things.

The clerk was so frightened that he quickly locked the door and ran to the street office.

"Director Ma! It's bad! No, it's great! Director! We have food, we have food!"

Director Ma from the Street Office was a little confused when he heard this.

He has been worrying about food these days.

As more and more disaster victims are registered in the shelter.

The pressure on the street office is also increasing.

The people above asked the street office to find a way to resettle these people, but the food they provided was not enough.

We asked residents in the area for donations, but only a few hundred kilograms of food were collected.

There's simply not enough to eat.

Director Ma was so worried these days that he couldn't sleep and had blisters on the corners of his mouth.

When he first heard the news from the clerk below, his first reaction was to not believe it.

Where can we get food these days?

"Director! A lot of food suddenly appeared at the shelter. It looks like there should be several thousand kilograms!"

"Thousands of kilograms? How could there be thousands of kilograms? No, no one delivered food here yesterday. You are talking nonsense!"

"It's true! Director Ma, you'll know if you come with me. There really are several thousand kilograms of grain."

Clerk Zhang was also anxious because he had touched the grain with his hands and it was all real.

Director Ma finally followed Xiao Zhang to the shelter with some doubts.

When Xiao Zhang opened the door, Director Ma's eyes almost popped out when he saw the pile of grain inside.

The next second he closed the door and whispered to Xiao Zhang:

"Go! Call the people from the street office. Transport the grain back first."

Director Ma knew that so much grain could not be seen by others.

If it is not handled properly, looting will occur.

When the famine began, some people looted food from grain stations.

As I said, hungry people will do anything.

Xiao Zhang also knew this, so he ran back and asked people to bring some food.

Director Ma walked into the room again and took a look, only to find a note on the table nearby.

"It's for the victims, left by Anonymous."

"anonymous?"

Director Ma murmured the name, his eyes reddening.

This country will never lack these unsung heroes.

I know that this batch of food was donated by someone.

Director Ma was also generous and asked his subordinates to cook the porridge thicker today.

Looking at the eager eyes of his subordinates, Director Ma hesitated for a moment and said:

"Please allocate some food so that the people in our subdistrict office can have an extra meal at noon."

When everyone heard this, they cheered.

The employees of the street office also covet the food.

No family has an easy life, as everyone has several mouths to feed.

The same situation is happening in every street.

All the heads of the street offices remained silent on the matter.

Although they were all curious about who had the ability to get so much food.

But they didn't bother to explore.

As for reporting this matter, that is even more impossible.

Let’s not talk about whether the food authorities will pay attention to this point.

The most important thing is that after reporting, it is hard to say whether these things can be kept.

And I don’t know how long I’ll have to wait for the higher-ups to make a decision.

But these disaster victims can't wait.