Siheyuan: A pioneer of morality

After eating the red date buns several times, Qin Huairu left reluctantly.

There was no way, she really couldn't come out for too long, otherwise, Jia Zhang would definitely be suspicious.

After Qin Huairu left, Zhou Jianjun lay alone on the bed to rest, thinking about what to do next.

"According to the original plot, Jia Dongxu was born in 1962, and there are still two or three years. It's too long."

Zhou Jianjun muttered to himself, thinking about Jia Dongxu's activities after he crossed over.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something.

Then, he quickly got up, put on his clothes, and rode his bike to the steel mill.

After arriving near the steel mill, Zhou Jianjun did not go in. Instead, he put away his bicycle, and then hid in an inconspicuous corner outside the steel mill, smoking silently, waiting for the steel mill to get off work.

Ten minutes later, the steel mill got off work, and gradually workers began to come out of the factory one after another.

Zhou Jianjun hid in the corner, keeping an eye on the situation at the factory gate.

After a while, he saw Yi Zhonghai coming out alone.

"Sure enough, Jia Dongxu usually goes home with Yi Zhonghai. Today, Yi Zhonghai is walking alone again. Jia Dongxu must be up to no good."

Ten minutes after Yi Zhonghai left, Zhou Jianjun saw Jia Dongxu walking out of the steel mill with a sly look.

Jia Dongxu came out of the factory and turned directly in the opposite direction of going home.

"Boy, I finally waited for you." Zhou Jianjun muttered and followed him silently.

Jia Dongxu walked very carefully, and would look back from time to time. Fortunately, Zhou Jianjun was smart and didn't stick too close, so every time Jia Dongxu looked back, he could hide in advance.

The two of them walked one after the other and soon arrived at the "Eight Great Hutongs".

Watching Jia Dongxu walk into a "secret door", Zhou Jianjun laughed and said to himself: "No matter how fragrant the flowers at home are, they are still not as fragrant as wild flowers."

When Zhou Jianjun was hiding in the alley and thinking secretly, he was suddenly patted from behind.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Zhou Jianjun looked back and saw a man he didn't know. This man had a fierce face, an unusually burly figure, and exuded an air of keeping strangers away.

Zhou Jianjun looked up and down at the man in front of him, then lowered his voice and asked: "Brother, are you the 'watchman' here?"

The man frowned and said in a bad tone: "Who are you? Why are you asking so many questions?"

Zhou Jianjun saw the man's reaction and knew that he guessed right. He hurriedly pulled the vigilant man aside, took out a cigarette and lit it for the man, and lit one for himself. Then he said, "The guy who just went in has a grudge against me, so I have to beat him up."

The man took a puff of cigarette, frowned and said, "We have to beat him up outside. As long as he walks out of here, it's no longer our business. But you can't do it here."

"Hehe." Zhou Jianjun laughed evilly, took out a few big black ten notes from his pocket, handed them to the man, and said with a smile, "It's so boring to beat him up. These black ten notes, one for me to ask you to help pass a message to the lady inside, and ask her to find a way to keep the boy overnight. When we leave tomorrow morning, play with that guy again, and then give him some wine. The remaining black ten, all of which I will pay to that sister. "

The man frowned and stared at Zhou Jianjun, looked at him seriously for a while, and then asked doubtfully: "That's it?"

Zhou Jianjun nodded and said affirmatively: "That's it, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

The man hesitated for a moment, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, took the money from Zhou Jianjun's hand, "Wait here, I'll try."

After the voice fell, the man turned and went to the "secret door". After knocking on the door, a disheveled woman soon opened the door and chatted with the man.

Zhou Jianjun saw the woman's appearance and couldn't help but sigh: "This Jia Dongxu is really anxious!"

After a while, the woman took the money from the man, stuffed it into her lapel, and then closed the door and went back.

The man returned to Zhou Jianjun and said coldly: "It's done. You and I know what happened today. If other people know, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"That's what I meant." Zhou Jianjun responded with a smile, and then turned and left.

After leaving the "Eight Great Hutongs", Zhou Jianjun found a deserted place, took out the pig heads, pig offal and other things he had packed, put them in a sack and tied them on the back seat, and rode to the tavern.

After arriving at the tavern, he carried the things in openly. Seeing that Niu Ye was drinking here, he sent the things to the counter and then walked to Niu Ye's table."Uncle Niu, you look like you're in a good mood today, and you're ready to drink again!"

Uncle Niu looked up at him, then pointed to the counter with his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Will there be snacks to go with the wine in the future?"

"I don't know if others have them, but you, Uncle Niu, will definitely have them."

"Boy, it's OK, this is done in a genuine way."

"It can't be done in a dishonest way, just do it yourself."

"You are this, boy!" Uncle Niu gave a thumbs up.

This scene happened to be seen by Xu Huizhen who came to deliver the wine. She spat and cursed softly: "Two shameless people."

"Hehe." Zhou Jianjun laughed twice and didn't respond to her.

The two drank until all the other guests in the tavern had left, and then Niu Ye lowered his voice and asked, "Jianjun, is there any way to get some meat?" Seeing Zhou Jianjun looking at him with a puzzled look, Niu Ye hurriedly added, "You also know that those old and young used to eat and drink well all day long. Now, hey..." "Niu Ye, are you a friend looking for you?" Zhou Jianjun understood in his heart. According to the nature of those old and young, if there is any way, they don't want to live such a hard life.

"It's the owner who sold your yard last time. He took the money back and regretted it the next day." Niu Ye said this, and before Zhou Jianjun could ask, he hurriedly explained: "I don't regret selling the yard, but I regret not letting you exchange meat."

Zhou Jianjun suddenly realized, pretended to think for a while, and then said: "Okay, Niu Ye, ask him how much he wants later, and I will give him the market price."

Niu Ye looked at Zhou Jianjun curiously and asked doubtfully: "How much is fine?"

"How much is fine!"

"Really?"

"Must!"

"Okay, you are a straightforward man." Niu Ye sighed, and then stood up and said goodbye.

At this time, except for Zhou Jianjun, even the people in the kitchen had left the tavern.

Xu Huizhen locked the door, glanced at Zhou Jianjun who was sitting there calmly, and said unhappily: "Still sitting there, can't you help me do some work."

"I will do it, of course, hehe." Zhou Jianjun said with a smirk.

Poor Xu Huizhen's baby, her food bag was emptied again that night...