Siheyuan, don't yell at me

By the time everyone left, it was already 2:30 in the morning.

The two little guys, He Shengjun and Liu Shengli, went to bed early.

He Daqing fiddled with some braised beef, a plate of peanuts, and opened a bottle of Fenjiu.

"Huai Ru, sister Lan, come here and have a drink with me...

It's already 2:30 in the morning. The road is not easy to walk at night. Liu Lan will sleep in our room tonight...

Come, have a drink."

Qin Huairu had just been beaten and had made such a big mistake. Even if she knew what He Daqing was thinking, she dared not say a word.

Liu Lan didn't have any objection in her yard.

She, He Daqing, Azhen and Wanru had played mahjong so many times that they had no idea how many times they had played.

It's just a game of Landlord with three players, what's the big deal?

February 1954, 2, the first day of the Lunar New Year, the beginning of spring.

He Daqing slept until noon. When he smelled the fragrance of rice coming from the outer room, he stretched and got out of bed.

Qin Huairu and Liu Lan had already started working, while He Yushui was playing with his two younger brothers nearby.

That stupid guy Shazhu has disappeared. He must have gone to the widow's house.

He Daqing patted Qin Huairu's plate and grinned foolishly.

"Wife, how did you sleep last night? Did you have fun?"

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at He Daqing and slapped his dirty hands away.

He Daqing was not angry. He grabbed a steamed bread and started eating it with some braised meat.

Liu Lan wiped her hands with a rag.

"Uncle He, the dumplings will be ready soon. Let's have some hot ones."

He Daqing waved his hand.

"No, I'll just eat one bite and leave.

Before Yi Zhonghai, the bastard, gets shot, I'm going to beat him up a few times."

He Daqing finished the steamed bread in just a few bites. He touched the heads of the three kids one by one and said something to He Yushui happily.

“Yushui, take good care of your two brothers.

I'll buy you a butterfly hairpin when I come back tonight..."

The Red Star Steel Mill was on annual holiday, and the factory was empty with only a few security personnel patrolling.

From time to time, terrifying screams could be heard from the security department's interrogation room.

Sometimes he cried and begged for mercy, sometimes he cursed loudly.

The targets of the abuse basically all had the three names "He Daqing".

The door was opened, light shone into the dim interrogation room, and a man walked in with his back to the light.

Yi Zhonghai, who had not yet adapted to the light, squinted his eyes and looked.

Although the man was standing in the dark and his face could not be seen clearly, Yi Zhonghai still recognized him.

Yi Zhonghai dreams of eating He Daqing, that lazy bastard, alive.

If it weren’t for that bastard He Daqing, I, Yi Zhonghai, would still be a respected level six worker in the steel rolling mill.

It’s not that bastard He Daqing. I, Yi Zhonghai, want to play tricks on the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia Zhang family, so I will play tricks on the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jia Zhang family.

Even the woman with bangs, I, Yi Zhonghai, have played tricks on her.

If it weren’t for that bastard He Daqing, I would have had a chance to play with Yan Bugui’s wife.

It’s not that bastard He Daqing, Jia Dongxu treats me as his father, and He Yuzhu treats me as his father.

Now I, Yi Zhonghai, have fallen into this situation, all because of that beast He Daqing.

I hate it so much, I hate it so much, why can't rat poison kill He Daqing?

Oh my God, you are so blind, so blind.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai even forgot the pain in his body and roared loudly at the person who came.

"He Daqing, you beast, you beast, you will not die well.

Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go. I will eat your flesh alive and drink your blood..."

Before Yi Zhonghai could say a few words, Chen Dagen took a smelly sock and stuffed it into Yi Zhonghai's mouth.

"Chief He, you are here.

Brothers, we have been serving this bastard for half a day."

He Daqing walked up to Yi Zhonghai and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on Yi Zhonghai's face.

Yi Zhonghai widened his eyes and struggled hard, trying to break free from the iron railings and pounce on He Daqing.

He Daqing twisted his neck and said to Chen Dagen:

"Chen Dagen, can you do anything?

Look at him, he's full of energy, how can he be a criminal?

A criminal dares to be so arrogant in the interrogation room of our security department?

This is the negligence of our security department and the poor hospitality of our security department..."

Chen Dagen tilted his head and nodded.

"Chief He, you are right, it is my fault.

I'm going to give him a hard time."

After Chen Dagen finished speaking, he took out a rusty kitchen knife and wanted to perform surgery on Yi Zhonghai.

He Daqing stretched out his hand to stop him and took out two boxes of firecrackers from his pocket.

"It's New Year's Day, why are you using knives?

Criminals also have human rights and the right to celebrate the holidays.

Go and play it for Yi Zhonghai to add some New Year flavor to him."

Chen Dagen took the firecrackers.

"Chief, you are a kind-hearted person.

Okay, I'll add some New Year flavor to Yi Zhonghai."

Chen Dagen stretched out his hand and called two team members to hold Yi Zhonghai down.

Stuff the firecrackers into the gaps between the toes one by one.

"Click~" a sound.

He Daqing took the ruby ​​kerosene lighter and lit a cigarette.

In the dim room, the red cigarette butt flickered several times and slowly floated towards Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai struggled even harder, and his handcuffs hit the iron railings, making a rattling sound.

But it was of no use. The dark red cigarette butt slowly floated towards Yi Zhonghai's feet.

There was a "pop~" sound.

Firecrackers exploded.

The pain made Yi Zhonghai tremble violently, and he felt like his toes were about to split.

In fact, it has already cracked.

He Daqing didn't expect that today's firecrackers are of such high quality that just one of them could blow off Yi Zhonghai's little toe.

"Yi Zhonghai, are you feeling better?

Not only did you fail to poison me, you also tried to stab me with a knife.

Even if I cut you into pieces, it would be just as I deserve.

Hey, it’s all because I, He Daqing, have a kind heart.

What’s past is past, and I, He Daqing, will not bear grudges.

Chen Dagen, finish setting off this box of firecrackers and send the man to the police station..."

After He Daqing finished speaking, he left the interrogation room.

He Daqing really had no interest in abusing a little scoundrel like Yi Zhonghai. He, He Daqing, was not that perverted.

Mainly because the family members were not harmed, their hatred towards Yi Zhonghai was not that strong.

For the dying person, He Daqing chose to let go.

Yi Zhonghai poisoned two families and then stabbed himself with a knife.

In this era, this is a complete destabilizing factor and execution is the inevitable result.

Leave with excitement and return with disappointment.

Walking aimlessly on the street, I returned to the yard when the lights were already dim.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, even the most frugal families are willing to light a kerosene lamp to create a festive atmosphere.

Jia Dongxu has returned to the hospital, and his steps seem to be unsteady due to the aftereffects of poisoning.

Huang Youcai had New Year's Eve dinner at his comrade's home, and Jia Dongxu sent him a bowl of dumplings.

He was almost killed, but luckily he drank too much and vomited all over the floor, so he survived.

He Daqing was like a stone thrown into the lake, creating ripples and unknowingly changing the lives of many people.