"You two little bastards have caused such a big trouble! But you, Teacher Chang, have suffered terribly!"
At the same time that Hong Yanwu succeeded in stealing the book, in the director's office of the Nanheng Street Coal Factory, Chen Deyuan just listened to Chen Liquan's description of the general process of the incident when he became angry and gave his son a slap in the face.
This slap caused the left side of Chen Liquan's face to swell immediately. Looking at his angry father, although Chen Liquan was not trembling, his face was gloomy.
In fact, Chen Deyuan rarely deals with his son in this way. But the reason why he is so angry now is entirely because Chang Xianzhang just visited him on Sunday, in order to ask him for advice on the procedures for filing a marriage report, and also
I sent him two packs of wedding candies. Now that this incident has occurred, let alone something will happen to it, it is not certain whether the person can be saved!
"Where is that boy Hong Yanwu? He ran away after such a big incident! Go and find him quickly!"
Chen Deyuan suddenly realized that Hong Yanwu had not been seen yet, and now he became even more angry. In his heart, boys can be naughty, make trouble, and get into trouble, but they must not just hide away when they cause trouble. If you are a child, you will learn this.
If he just wanted to play "shoulder slipping", he would grow up to be a weakling with no future. So at this moment, he really had the idea of beating Hong Yanwu for Hong Lucheng.
"No... Xiao Wu didn't run away, he said he wanted to steal the pictorial back..."
After hearing his son's stumbling answer, Chen Liquan finally calmed down a bit. He only cares about one issue now.
"Is it possible to steal it?"
"It's almost the same, Xiao Wu said it should be fine..."
Chen Liquan had great confidence in Hong Yanwu. In his heart, this friend had always had great powers.
However, Chen Deyuan still fell into deep thought after listening to it. It wasn't that he didn't want to believe his son's words, it was mainly that this issue involved a lot, and it would be difficult to deal with if he couldn't be sure. Because there is a world of difference between having that book and not having that book.
The difference!
When is this now? Not to mention that once you are involved with the "Soviet revisionists", it is troublesome enough. If you add a "gangster" to the mix, the sentence will be too long. He can handle such a big crime.
? Does he dare to take care of it? Can he take care of it?
On Sunday, he even advised Chang Xianzhang to get rid of all the things related to the Soviet Union at home. How could such a thing happen...
Seeing that Chen Deyuan was silent for a long time, Chen Liquan misunderstood. He thought his father wanted to let it go, but he couldn't help it and suddenly started urging him boldly.
"Dad, go and save Teacher Chang. It's us who caused the trouble. As long as we can save Teacher Chang, you can beat me to death..."
If it were anyone else who dared to be so presumptuous in meeting his son, he would definitely be upset again. But after Chen Deyuan heard this, he felt a little soft-hearted because of Chen Liquan's daring attitude.
This even made him feel somewhat gratified, feeling that although his son had gotten into trouble, he was still upright and willing to try his best to make up for his mistakes. At least he did not embarrass me as a person.
So he just glared at his son and cursed, "You bastard, how will I deal with you after this?" Then he went out to gather people.
Soon, two strong men in their thirties, with red sleeves on their arms and picks and sticks in their hands, followed Chen Deyuan back into the house. Chen Liquan recognized them both and quickly called Uncle Fuhai and Da.
Uncle Nian.
It turned out that these two people, one named Yan Fuhai and the other Zhao Fengnian, were both Dingxing fellows who had been dealing with the Chen family for several lifetimes from their ancestors. In this coal factory, they had always only listened to Chen Deyuan.
Order, it can be said that Chen Deyuan is the most considerate old buddy.
This is Chen Deyuan's plan. Now without further delay, no matter whether there is room for improvement or not, he must rush to Chang Xianzhang's home to take a look. If things cannot be done, then he has no choice but to reverse it.
God takes matters into his own hands. But if he can still lend a hand, he will do his best.
But in this way, he can't bring too many people with him. Otherwise, if there are too many people talking, he will show favoritism, and it will be troublesome if people spread it in the future. Therefore, he can only find these two people who are his favorite.
Someone you trust is here to help.
Although there are only three of them, it seems that there are fewer people. However, these two people are important backbones of the "revolutionary committee" in the factory, and they are not afraid of anyone. So whether it is about status or actual action, they are
I am absolutely sure that I can suppress the few pieces of information from the workers' propaganda team.
In this way, Chen Deyuan simply entrusted work matters to others, and then left the coal factory with his two helpers and his son. Unexpectedly, they had just walked out of the door, and they met the head teacher who came in a hurry.
With the sadness and anxiety on the face of the head teacher, how could Chen Deyuan not understand her purpose? He did not wait for her to speak, and directly invited her to go to Chang Xianzhang's house. The head teacher naturally knew that this was not the time to talk too much.
So they didn't waste any time and started on the road together again.
When they arrived downstairs at Chang Xianzhang's house, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. By coincidence, Chen Deyuan caught a glimpse of Hong Yanwu who was hiding in the corridor of the unit next to him. This kid was sneaking his head toward them at that time.
Looking around, when he saw Chen Deyuan looking over, he shivered and shrank back again.
Chen Deyuan couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and hurried over in a few steps, but the kid hid upstairs again. He had no choice but to stand on his waist like a Vajra god and roared towards the stairs for a long time before he could get rid of this kid who had already run up three floors.
The boy from the building called back.
When Chen Deyuan saw Hong Yanwu's appearance clearly again, he almost lost his temper. It turned out that although the dirt on Hong Yanwu's body had been brushed off by himself, he was unaware of the cobwebs and dust covering his head. He looked like a child.
The little devil who emerged from the ashes.
"Whose chimney did you go to drill? Look at the dirt on this head! It's almost like a 'little drill wind'."
At Chen Deyuan's joking reminder, Hong Yanwu realized how "beautiful" his head was, and he quickly brushed it away. Just like that, the ashes on his head turned into a ball of rising clouds.
smoke.
Chen Deyuan was choked and stepped back. He shouted to stop, and he asked Hong Yanwu with some blame why he ran away as soon as he saw him.
But what he didn't expect was that while this was obviously a fact-confirmed issue, Hong Yanwu would tell lies with his eyes open and deny it shamelessly.
"I didn't run away? I just saw a big tabby cat going upstairs with a mouse in its mouth, and then I wanted to go over and have a look. Uncle Chen, the mouse the cat held in its mouth was a foot long, and it had red eyes.
Do you think that could be the golden-nosed and white-haired rat spirit in "Journey to the West"..."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense! You are just talking nonsense and you don't make up anything new."
Chen Deyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this. In fact, he knew very well that Hong Yanwu had probably been waiting for them downstairs, but he felt guilty that he had caused a big trouble, so he hid and didn't dare to see him. But now the matter is urgent,
He was too lazy to wrangle with this kid any longer, so he simply interrupted him and started asking the most important question.
"Now let me ask you something. You must tell me the truth! What about the pictorial? Did you steal it?"
Under Chen Deyuan's unusually serious expression, Hong Yanwu's expression became much more serious. He quickly told Chen Deyuan that he had succeeded, but the more he said it, the more he went out of his way. In the end, this kid almost blew himself up into a world-beating thief.
Chen Deyuan naturally did not dare to believe it easily, and he was not interested in listening to this kid bragging at all, so he began to carefully inquire about all the details of the entire process. After repeated verification and comparison, he was able to confirm that the pictorial had been destroyed.
At this moment, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and sighed with luck in his heart.
What a blessing. Now that there is no evidence, Hu Erkui can't even think about causing trouble!
Teacher Chang is also lucky, so this can be saved!
…
Three minutes later, Chen Deyuan and his party climbed up to the sixth floor together. But before they reached the door of Chang's house, they heard the chaotic noise coming from Chang Xianzhang's home.
In addition to the sounds of broken utensils, rummaging and flying books, Hu Erkui's domineering and domineering voice was the most jarring.
"...You are a little sister! (A curse word in old Beijing. Little sister is a popular name used by men in old Beijing for promiscuous women. Therefore, the word "little sister" is extended to (meaning) son-in-law). The surname is Chang.
Where have you hidden all those Soviet revisionist reactionary books? It's useless for you to resist stubbornly, hand them over to me now..."
What followed was Chang Xianzhang’s low-pitched defense.
"Captain Hu, I admit that I have the novel "The Big Poisonous Weed" at home, but there are indeed no Russian books anymore. I have long sold those books as scrap paper, two cents a pound, scraps next to 140 Middle School
Collected by the purchasing station..."
Hearing this, Chen Deyuan in the corridor felt even more relieved. He felt that since Chang Xianzhang had listened to him, things would be easier to handle.
Unexpectedly, Hu Erkui interrupted Chang Xianzhang impatiently, and then he went on the line endlessly to accuse Chang Xianzhang.
"Hey, I've been prepared for a long time! I tell you, don't think that you can't find it, and you'll be fine. You have to know that as long as you have that illustrated magazine, your life is in my hands. I advise you
It's better to admit it honestly. In my opinion, your homemade mineral radio is not that simple. Is this what you used to send messages to the Soviet revisionists?"
Faced with this obvious frame-up, Chang Xianzhang could not help but defend himself emotionally, his voice full of misery.
"You...you can't wrongly accuse a good person. It's just an ordinary homemade radio. And the book you're talking about is just a collection of works by Soviet art masters. It's not a 'pornographic book'. You can't just accuse 'gangsters'
I just need to go to an art school and ask, and you can figure it out..."
But in the face of Chang Xianzhang's entreaties, Hu Erkui not only didn't care, but he went further and further, openly showing his face as a scoundrel who wanted to frame him. He even used extremely obscene language to ask about the details of Chang Xianzhang's relationship with his class teacher.
Come.
"Bah! Unjustly accused? If I say you are a good person, then you are a good person. If I say you are a bad person, no one will dare to say that you are unjustly accused! You say you are not a gangster? Well, tell me honestly, did you kiss that female teacher?
?By the way, it's not like 'touch your hands first, then your elbows, and then follow your breasts', what the hell are you going to do..."
Hu Erkui's words immediately caused a burst of obscene laughter in the room. Several other workers' propaganda team members also started to cheer and ordered Chang Xianzhang to fully explain the situation of "playing hooligans". He also claimed that if he dared to conceal the slightest bit, he would be punished.
He clicked "Color" to see.
These obscene and extremely obscene words drove the head teacher crazy. She felt embarrassed, ashamed and angry. She couldn't help but cursed "Shameless!" with full anger.
When Chen Deyuan heard this, he was also furious. He couldn't help but shout loudly in the corridor.
"Hu Erkui, shut your stinky mouth!".
This majestic roar was like the anger of the Buddhist King Kong, and it immediately shook the glass of the corridor to buzz.
The effect was absolutely overwhelming, and it immediately shocked all the monsters and monsters in the room into silence.