"squeak……"

The heavy wooden door of Zhou's house made another sound, and Zhou Wenzhong walked out of the bedroom, burping from wine and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Ma Guihong said hello: "The boss is back."

"Um."

Zhou Wenzhong leaned against the door frame, hooked his fingers and said, "Old Zhou! Come here."

"What do you want to do? I gave you the clothes you asked for. I bought them all according to your requirements."

"Hiccup... OK, you, Lao Zhou, dare to play dirty tricks with me! Are you going to play this trick?"

"Why are you acting like a bachelor in front of me! I can tell you..."

"You dare to stab me behind your back and sign up for me to go to the countryside. I don't even have to think about it. When I go to the countryside, I will definitely have to fight for dams and water wells. Otherwise, I will die in the countryside. Good, good, good.

!Is this how you play? It seems that you chewed up what I told you before and swallowed it in your stomach. "

After Zhou Wenzhong finished speaking, "Bang!" kicked open the wooden door of Zhou Deming's bedroom.

"Mother!"

"Dad, come here quickly! The boss is going to beat me!"

"Hit you? I'll give you some meat today."

"What do you want to do? Don't mess around! He's from home! Stop him quickly! Come on!"

Zhou Deming came back to his senses instantly. He just saw the knife in Zhou Wenzhong's hand.

He quickly rushed over and hugged Zhou Wenzhong's waist, and stepped on the door frame with his right foot, trying to use this reaction force to prevent Zhou Wenzhong from entering the bedroom and hurting Zhou Wenxin and Zhou Wenxiu.

"ah!"

Zhou Deming shouted and quickly covered his left forearm, which was bleeding suddenly.

"It's nothing, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I have to feel like I'm just a dishonor, and I have to jump out and fight with me. Do you think I need to play tricks with you people?"

There was a knock on the door from the resident outside the house: "Dong dong dong dong...Old Zhou! Is everything okay at home, Old Zhou?"

Zhou Wenzhong looked at Zhou Deming with a knife in his hand and tilted his head towards the door of the hall.

"No...I have nothing to do at home. You can go back and rest."

"It's nothing, why are you yelling? You didn't sleep most of the night."

Zhou Wenzhong heard the footsteps outside getting farther and farther, and was about to walk into the bedroom again.

"Don't! I admit this!"

"It's not you who admitted it! This is what you did, and Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui are all your accomplices."

Zhou Deming stood there, the pain in his arm making him speechless.

"My dear brother, my brother is here to play with you. I can go to the countryside half a year older, and you can also be 2 years older. As long as you drop out of school, can't you go to the countryside with your brother? Let's go

The days ahead are still long, so take your time and play.”

"Don't say goodbye! Comrade Zhou Wenzhong, I admit my defeat. I secretly signed up for you. I sent something to the homes of the three stewards and asked them to say a few words in front of the street office staff. I will tell you this year."

The matter of going to the countryside is nailed down. It was me who did it."

"Look, if you had said so earlier, it would have ended."

Zhou Wenzhong walked up to Zhou Deming, rushed over, quickly covered his mouth with his left hand, and stabbed the outside of his left thigh twice with his right hand.

"Woo...Woo..."

"From home!"

Ma Guihong stood at the door of the bedroom and covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. Seeing the scene in front of her, she turned pale with fright.

"Can I blame you? Are you right?"

"puff."

Zhou Wenzhong stabbed Zhou Deming again, took out the knife and rubbed it on Zhou Deming's clothes.

"You haven't answered my question yet?"

Zhou Deming trembled, panted heavily, and shook his head quickly.

"Hey! This is right. This is the attitude you should have."

Zhou Wenzhong ran into the bedroom, grabbed Zhou Wenxin's hair, dragged out the bloodless Zhou Wenxin, and threw him into the hall. The knife in his hand struck his head.

"Lao Zhou, you are not very particular about what you do!"

"Ah, yes. It's all my fault. Don't take your anger out on them. Come on me. Come on me."

"That's right! You should have an attitude of admitting your mistakes. I see that your pants are soaked with blood. Tell me, how did you get injured? After all, you have to go to the hospital to bandage your wounds later, doctor.

As usual, I have to ask."

"I...I was injured by a kitchen knife while cutting vegetables."

"Haha. Pa!"

Zhou Wenzhong slapped Zhou Wenxin on the face.

"Is that what a scratch is? Think again!"

"I was robbed on the road."

"Pa! Think again!"

"I, I...it's me...it's me...I really don't know how to say it."

Zhou Wenzhong stroked Zhou Wenxin's hair and said: "Remember clearly, you were thirsty and wanted to drink water in the middle of the night, but you accidentally broke the big porcelain bowl without turning on the light. The ground under your feet was very wet, and you fell down all of a sudden.

My leg was pricked by a piece of porcelain. I tried to stand up with my left arm on the ground, so it was pricked again. Then I turned on the light, pulled out the broken porcelain piece, briefly cleaned the wound, and removed the porcelain piece from my body.

The scum was all out. You came to the hospital because the bleeding couldn’t be stopped. A neighbor heard your voice and came over to ask about the situation. You were afraid of being embarrassed, so you made a joke to fool him. Remember?"

"I remember, remember!"

"Well, if you correct your mistakes after you realize it, you're still a good comrade! Then why are you still stunned? Go to the hospital quickly."

Zhou Deming swallowed and looked at Zhou Wenxin, standing there without leaving.

"Aren't you still relieved that I'm taking care of your family? Don't let me tell you a second time."

"I see."

Zhou Wenzhong watched him limping out of the house, closed the door smoothly, and raised the door bar. The other three people hurried back to the bedroom.

"It's boring. I can't stand the situation at all. And Yan Bugui is a bastard. Last time, my grandfather gave you 1 yuan because of the family separation agreement. It's okay if you don't help me this time. How dare you withdraw from me?"

Ladder! Okay, I'll operate on you first.

Yanbugui, Yanbugui, do you think you are hiding so deeply that I don’t know your background? Small business owners? Shit! Before liberation, as long as they were doing business but not hiring outsiders as laborers, they were collectively called small business owners. He Daqing’s father

Those who sell steamed buns are small business owners, and those who open drugstores can also be small business owners. There is too much moisture here.

There are more than 100 people in the whole courtyard. You were the first one to buy a bicycle, and you were also the first one to buy a radio and TV. In 1981, the per capita salary in Beijing was only 30 yuan. You can just give Yan Jiecheng 10,000 yuan.

Open a restaurant with only 10 yuan. You pretend to be poor all day long and create a good persona. You can't hide it from others, but you can't deceive me!

If it weren’t for the lack of time, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong wouldn’t be left behind, time doesn’t wait for me!”

Zhou Wenzhong lit a cigarette, pulled up the bench and sat at the dining table, taking out a pencil and writing pad.

He wrote: Real-name report letter

I, Yi Zhonghai, knowingly and voluntarily reported to Yan Bugui, the third manager (liaison officer) of the courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluogu Lane, with my real name.

As a primary school teacher in the new society (a fifth-grade mathematics teacher at Hongxing Primary School), Yan Bugui does not want to contribute to national construction or shine and create his own value. Over the years, he has taken advantage of the Spring Festival to write couplets many times to the residents.

Asking for peanuts, melon seeds, cigarettes, food stamps and other money.

1: Yan Bugui asked for bribes.

Some residents or neighbors have children who attend Hongxing Elementary School. Due to Yanbu Gui’s overt and covert threats, they can only bow to them and give them money.

2: Yan Bugui speculated and undermined the national unified purchasing and marketing policy.

Melon seeds, peanuts, and food stamps are products of the planned economy. As a knowledgeable and educated teacher in the new society, Yan Bugui carried such materials to Zuojiazhuang and other places many times during the Spring Festival in exchange for sweet potatoes and other coarse grains.

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Three: Yan Bugui sabotaged the national economic construction plan.

Selling couplets is a policy of the state to benefit the unemployed or disabled people. As a working person, Yan Bugui has repeatedly disrupted the market economy by selling couplets and failed to pay due taxes to the state. At the same time,

and captured market share.

Four: Yan Bugui engages in promiscuous relations between men and women.

I once witnessed Yan Bugui having sex with Liu Haizhong's lover in the cellar many times while Liu Haizhong was working overtime at the factory. Once, I was threatened and beaten by Yan Bugui, so I could only remain silent.

Five: Yan Bugui’s true identity is most likely an enemy agent.

During the first census in 1953, Yan Bugui helped the deaf old lady in the backyard spread the false news that she supported the army. According to my observations over the years, there was no news about the sacrifice of her children by the deaf old lady. The capital was peacefully liberated.
To be continued...