Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

When Xu Damao discovered that the chicken was missing, he immediately looked for Liu Haizhong.

As soon as Liu Haizhong saw the opportunity to show off his presence, he patted his chest and promised to help Xu Damao catch the chicken thief.

Liu Haizhong was not stupid. He could guess that Xu Damao's chicken must have been stolen by someone in the yard.

Because Xu Damao lives in the backyard.

If a stranger came in to steal chickens, he would have to come in from the front yard and then pass through the middle yard.

There are still quite a few people in the yard in broad daylight, and if a stranger comes in, he will definitely be discovered.

Since it was stolen by someone in the courtyard, we can find it by searching every house.

Liu Haizhong then took Xu Damao with him to inspect each house.

As a result, the two of them smelled a fragrance as soon as they went out.

"What's that smell? It smells so good."

Liu Hai sniffed.

Although he had a fried egg in the evening, the egg was nothing compared to the fragrance.

"It seems...it seems to have come from Wang Jianjun's family."

Xu Damao sniffed and also smelled the fragrance.

"It's roast chicken!! There's no doubt about it! This is the taste of roast chicken!"

The two looked at each other, clearly seeing suspicion in each other's eyes.

Xu Damao was a little timid. After all, he couldn't beat either Wang Jianjun or his wife.

If a fight breaks out and the couple attacks him double-handedly, will Xu Damao still be alive?

But Liu Haizhong ignored it and pushed the door open.

Wang Jianjun was preparing side dishes, but the next second the door was pushed open from outside.

He frowned and looked at the person who came.

Liu Haizhong?

"Uncle, you should knock on the door before entering someone's house. I don't need to tell you this."

After Liu Haizhong entered the room, Xu Damao followed him in.

Because Wang Jianjun was often not at home, the two of them had visited his home only a handful of times over the years.

When they saw what was inside, they were stunned.

Is Wang Jianjun so extravagant that he actually prepared so much food?

A roast chicken, a plate of braised beef, and a dish of pork head.

Then there are smashed cucumbers and tiger vegetables.

It is winter now, and cucumbers and tiger vegetables are rare.

Even rarer than that meat.

Doesn’t Wang Jianjun usually eat steamed bread and cabbage?

In their curiosity, the two forgot that they were here to look for chickens.

"Second uncle, what exactly are you and Xu Damao doing here? It's fine that you came in without knocking, but you won't tell me even when I ask you."

Hearing Wang Jianjun say this, Liu Haizhong coughed a little embarrassedly and said:

"Jianjun, Damao's family lost an old hen, and now they want me to deal with it. We just happened to pass by your house and smelled the smell in your house, so we came in to take a look."

Liu Haizhong originally wanted to act like a superior.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, his tone immediately changed.

If I show a better attitude now, maybe Wang Jianjun will invite me to the table later.

After all, he is the boss of the courtyard.

As soon as Wang Jianjun heard this, he knew what was going on.

I think it was Banggeng who stole Xu Damao's chicken.

But this matter has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't want to get involved.

"Uncle, you just said that Xu Damao lost an old hen, right?"

"Yes."

"Then look at my chicken, is it female?"

Liu Haizhong looked in the direction Wang Jianjun pointed.

I saw that the comb of Wang Jianjun's chicken was fat and big.

It was obviously a rooster.

"I used a rooster to make this roast chicken, and Xu Damao lost a hen. I don't need to explain this now."

"Yes, this is indeed a rooster. Damao, it seems that this matter has nothing to do with Wang Jianjun. Let's go to the front yard to look for it."

Liu Haizhong said this and prepared to go out.

But his steps were really slow.

It seemed like he was waiting for Wang Jianjun to keep him.

But all Wang Jianjun said was, "Goodbye, uncle."

The corner of Liu Haizhong's eyes twitched. This Wang Jianjun really doesn't know how to appreciate his kindness.

The two of them went out and were still thinking about the delicious food on the table.

Xu Damao suddenly said:

"Uncle, don't you think Wang Jianjun is a little strange?"

"Strange, what's so strange?"

Xu Damao leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Uncle, you just saw the dishes on his table. Do you think Wang Jianjun, an ordinary purchaser, could get those things?"

Liu Haizhong frowned and thought:

"It shouldn't be difficult for Wang Jianjun to get these things. Isn't this what he does as a buyer? I asked him to help with purchasing when Guangqi got married."

"That was in the past. Things are different now. When I went to the countryside to show movies, I heard that it was not so easy for the purchasers to buy materials after the establishment of the people's communes in the countryside."

"Then what do you mean?"

Xu Damao stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and sneered:

"I guess this guy is either speculating outside, or there is something wrong with his wife. Uncle, don't you think it's strange that Wang Jianjun's wife hasn't been assigned a job for so many years after graduating from college? With Wang Jianjun's salary, they can support two people and eat so well. There is obviously something wrong."

After being reminded by Xu Damao, Liu Haizhong finally reacted.

There is indeed something weird about Wang Jianjun's family.

"Da Mao, what do you think of Wang Jianjun's wife?"

Xu Damao thought for a moment and said:

"I think she is probably a capitalist. Only capitalists can eat so well and not have to work."

Xu Damao thought of Lou Xiaoe.

He had heard from his mother that after graduating from high school, Lou Xiao'e did not go to work but stayed at home and lived off her parents.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to go, but her identity as a capitalist prevents her from going to work.

Based on this analogy, Chu Xia is most likely the daughter of a capitalist.

And when you look at the way she dresses, every piece of clothing is very exquisite and you can tell at a glance that they are not cheap.

Wang Jianjun's salary simply cannot cover this expense.

What Wang Jianjun didn't know was that Xu Damao's analysis had actually given him a rough guess.

But Liu Haizhong didn’t think too much about it. Now is not the time to stir up trouble. Although the capitalists have a low status, they are not to the point where everyone wants to beat them up.

Only Xu Damao kept this guess in his heart.

He always felt that this conjecture would come in handy in the future.

Seeing that there were no clues in the backyard, the two decided to go to the middle yard to check.

As soon as I reached the Moon Gate, I smelled the fragrance of chicken again.

Xu Damao also felt that the taste was somewhat familiar.

Following the scent, the two came to the door of Sha Zhu's house.

Xu Damao doesn't have so many concerns about Sha Zhu.

He pushed open the curtain and walked in, just in time to see the clay pot simmering on the coal stove in Sha Zhu's house.

At this moment, Xu Damao felt that he had discovered the truth.

It's a stupid column!

It must be a fool!

I should have thought of it earlier that this idiot Zhu and I are mortal enemies.

If your chicken is gone, the first person you’ll suspect is definitely Shazhu.

Only a fool could do such a thing.

Xu Damao hasn't lost his temper yet.

Shazhu over there was also unhappy to see him barging in.

"Hey, hey, hey, Xu Damao. What are you doing in my house? I'm just about to eat! I'm telling you, get out of here right now. Master Zhu, I didn't leave any food for you."