Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

Seeing how cooperative Banggeng was, the old man couldn't help but complain in his heart that this kid was really an idiot.

"Is there any more water? Give me another glass."

Seeing Banggeng being so rude, the old man's eyes twitched but he still handed him a glass of water and started chatting with Banggeng again.

Seeing that the old man was so enthusiastic, Banggeng told him about his situation without any precautions.

But as Banggeng was talking, he began to feel a little sleepy.

In a short while he was leaning back in his chair and snoring.

A sneer flashed across the old man's lips.

Then he approached Bang Geng, supported him and shouted:

"My dear grandson, we are almost at the station. Wake up."

But at this moment, Bang Geng was sleeping like a dead pig.

The old man then pretended to be helpless, picked up the stick and walked towards the car door.

Along the way, two other people cooperated with each other to cover him.

The three of them finally got off at a random station.

After arriving at a safe place, the three of them searched Bang Geng's body thoroughly.

As for the iron box that Jia Zhang had kept privately, it was naturally found by them.

One of them took a bite of the gold ring and said with a smile:

"He made a fortune this time. I didn't expect this kid to carry so much money with him, and even a gold ring."

Another person also said:

"Lao Lin, let's divide the money equally among the three of us, but what about this kid? Should we sell him off?"

The person who was chatting with Banggeng was Lao Lin. He recalled what he had just chatted with Banggeng and couldn't help feeling a little disgusted.

This kid is stupid, bad, and not young enough. I'm afraid no one would want him even if I sell him.

"I'm afraid this guy won't be sold for a good price. Let's just go find someone in the mountains and see who wants him. At worst, I can just sell him at a low price."

Banggeng doesn't realize that he now even dislikes taking pictures of Hanako.

The three men finally tied Banggeng up and put him into a sack.

Then he found a remote village and sold the stick stem to a crippled man with no family for five dollars.

The lame man has no children, no daughter, and no wife.

Buying the stick stems is both a labor force and a way to continue the incense.

Poor Bang Geng was forced to change his last name once again.

Although the lame man asked Banggeng to call him dad, he didn't really treat Banggeng as his grandson.

Although Yi Zhonghai didn't treat Banggeng as his grandson before.

But at least I was given a full meal.

But this lame man was different. He beat and scolded Bang Geng.

He gets beaten when he's in a good mood, and he gets beaten when he's in a bad mood.

And in the countryside, people would go hungry for nine meals in three days.

Being hungry was the norm. Not to mention steamed bread, even bran was not always available.

So much so that Banggeng could only wipe away his tears secretly every night while lying in the pigsty.

Thinking about my former ambition to make a living in the world, now I can only sleep in a pigsty.

Bang Geng said that if God gave him another chance, he would never act recklessly again.

Unfortunately, God did not listen to Bang Geng’s prayers.

A month after Banggeng ran away from home, Jia Zhang seemed to have accepted her fate and no longer went to the police station to inquire about the situation.

Every day I go to work, come home, and then stay at home to sleep.

Once a person loses hope, his energy and spirit will be gone.

As a result, Jia Zhang, who was only in her fifties, was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Now Jia Zhang has become taciturn.

Occasionally, he would sit there in a daze, muttering Banggeng's name.

Time passes.

Soon it was the end of 65.

A coast near Tianjin Port at night.

Wang Jianjun was sitting on a small cargo ship and looking at his watch from time to time.

He waited until twelve o'clock before he saw a group of people coming in donkey carts.

Wang Jianjun immediately jumped off the boat and joined the people in the carriage.

When the carriage stopped, a nimble fat man jumped down from it and said:

"Brother Ye, sorry to have kept you waiting."

Wang Jianjun smiled and said:

"Brother Wu, didn't I tell you my last name is Wang?"

"Hey, isn't this what I mean by getting used to it?"

Wu Jing waved her hand and said nonchalantly.

The person in front of me is Wu Jing.

Because Wu Jing was going to Hong Kong soon, Wang Jianjun simply told him his real name.

This can be considered as my sincerity.

In 65, Wu Jing prepared to develop abroad as Wang Jianjun suggested.

His first choice was naturally Hong Kong.

Although I don’t know what the situation is in Hong Kong.

But with Wang Jianjun taking care of him, it was definitely more convenient for him to go there than to other countries.

Wu Jing has worked really hard this year.

To make some extra money before leaving.

He also directly released the news that he was about to leave Sijiu City.

His business only lasts until this year, and he advises those who need money to contact him as soon as possible to get the goods.

The price of antiques was even increased by 10%.

Seeing that Wu Jing was about to leave, that group of old people and young people came to his house with all kinds of good things to sell to Wu Jing.

I can only say that these old people are really good at hiding things.

Wang Jianjun thought that he had bought so many good things over the years that he should have almost cleared out the warehouses of those old folks.

But I didn’t expect these people to have so many good things.

And most of them are rare treasures.

If they weren't afraid that they wouldn't be able to exchange them for money in the future, they wouldn't be willing to sell these things.

The value of those things made Wang Jianjun jealous.

In later generations, most of them would be national treasures.

Fortunately, these things will all be his from now on.

Wang Jianjun knew that these old people must still have some good things.

But he is not in a hurry now.

When the wind blows, these old people will probably vomit out a lot of things again.

At that time, he just needed to work harder and all those things would belong to him.

"Have you packed everything, Brother Wu?"

"It's all right now. Thank you so much for this time. If it weren't for your help, I really don't know what I would do."

Wu Jing specifically asked Wang Jianjun for help when he left Sijiu City this time.

He has a large family, and it is not easy for him to leave with all the family and luggage.

So Wang Jianjun specially sent a cargo ship to pick him up.

"Why are you being polite? We have been friends for so many years."

Wu Jing sighed a little. He looked back in the direction of Sijiu City and felt very emotional.

"Don't worry, there will still be opportunities to return home in the future."

Wang Jianjun said a few words of comfort.

Wu Jing didn't know the history and thought Wang Jianjun was joking with him.

Not long after Wu Jing got off the carriage, another person also jumped off.

Wang Jianjun greeted him and said with a smile:

"Mr. Lou, I'll leave my friend to you this time."

The man was in his thirties and looked about 70% similar to Lou Bancheng.

This person is Lou Bancheng’s eldest son Lou Hongbo.

Ever since Wang Jianjun reminded the Lou family to make early plans last year, Lou Bancheng had his eldest son meet Wang Jianjun.

Later, Lou Hongbo followed Wang Jianjun to Hong Kong and set up a base for the Lou family there.

In the past two years, the Lou family has used Wang Jianjun's boat to gradually transfer their assets in Sijiu City to Hong Kong like ants moving house.

Several people from the Lou family also followed them to Hong Kong.

Now the Lou family is almost just an empty shell, with Lou Bancheng guarding the house.