Rebirth of the Forbidden City: The Troublemaker in the Courtyard

"Look at what you're saying. I, Fatty Fan, am also a well-known hero! People in the underworld know me as..."

"Stingy!" Before Fatty Fan could finish his words, Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin answered him in unison.

"Nonsense! That fucking bastard is making up stories about me, grandma!"

Fatty Fan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he instantly became furious.

"Fuck, Fatty, could you please stop getting so jumpy? I almost dropped my candied haws!"

After Zhong Yuemin took a bite of the candied haws, he was frightened by Fatty Fan and slapped him on the head.

"Hey, Fatty, there's definitely something wrong with you. You don't even eat them yourself, yet you're willing to buy candied haws for us. Tell me the truth, what are you trying to do?"

Ning Yuan saw Fatty Fan being beaten by Zhong Yuemin with a smug look on his face, and instantly became alert!

"Look at you, you are so small! You have such a narrow mind! Brothers care about their brothers, and you actually doubt my selfless dedication!" The fat man said with a righteous look on his face.

But I was secretly thinking in my heart: Anyway, I will definitely not tell you guys that these two candied haws fell off the wooden stick because there were too many people squeezing in!

It was really hard for Fatty Fan, who had such agile skills despite his round figure. The moment the candied haws fell to the ground, three or four aunties around him were ready to bend down to pick it up, but the fat guy still got there first.

Don’t treat bean buns as dry food. A string of candied haws costs only six cents. What’s wrong if it falls on the ground? Just blow it off and continue eating.

Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin looked at the fat man with an expression that said, "You doubt me, I'm very angry," so they didn't pursue the matter any further and ate the whole string of candied haws one bite after another.

The three of them looked around and saw nothing else they needed to buy, so they picked up the four coarse cloth grain bags on the ground and prepared to leave the market.

More than 120 kilograms of corn flour were divided into two cloth bags, another smaller one contained more than 20 kilograms of rice, and a slightly larger one contained more than 50 kilograms of white flour.

Fatty Fan glanced at it, hurried forward, and grabbed the small bag of rice.

Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin looked at each other, and the next second they both grabbed Fatty Fan and stuffed the 50-pound bag of flour into his hands.

"You girl, are you still trying to cheat in front of us?" Ning Yuan also slapped Fatty Fan on the head.

"Hey, you two, you have no moral ethics!" Fatty Fan shouted unwillingly.

"Hahahaha, you really deserve it!" Zhong Yuemin also smiled proudly at Fatty Fan, then picked up a bag of corn flour and walked to the door first.

Seeing this, Ning Yuan hurriedly picked up another bag of corn flour.

Just as they were about to leave the market through the small door, a hunchbacked old man carrying a wooden stick for candied haws suddenly called out to Fatty Fan.

"Hey, hey, young man, yes, it's you, fat boy!" The old man shouted and stopped Fatty Fan.

"What are you doing, old man?" Fan Xinhua stopped and asked.

"I just dropped two strings of candied haws on the ground. Did you pick them up for me? The women next to you are watching them!" The old man said, pointing to the middle-aged women next to him.

"Um, ah, yes, it was picked up by me, Fatty. What's the matter, old man?" Fatty Fan knew it clearly at this time. What else could he have gotten it for? He must have gotten it for money.

Those two strings of candied haws cost one and a half cents each. How could they be thrown away just by dropping them on the ground like people do in later generations? No one is that rich!

"What's the matter? You have to give me money. Why did you pick up those two strings of candied haws and run away without paying me yet?" the old man said anxiously.

"You fat guy! You actually picked up two candied haws from the ground and tried to fool us! And you even boasted about dedication, damn it! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

When Zhong Yuemin heard that the fat man was really unreliable and was talking nonsense, it was not that he disliked the string of candied haws because it was picked up from the ground. He was not that delicate. He just felt that the fat man was too unrealistic!

Ning Yuan did the same. After hearing what the old man said, he put down the grain bag in his hand, walked to Fatty Fan and said.

"You're just taking the old man's candied haws to show your devotion? Give him the money!"

After saying that, he slapped the fat man on the head lightly!

Fatty Fan looked at Ning Yuan and Zhong Yuemin and smiled awkwardly, "You two thought those two strings of candied haws were easy to pick up. I had to fight my way out of a group of old women to snatch them. And you don't even appreciate it!"

As he spoke, he carefully took out a few banknotes from his inner pocket.

"Here, old man, take it!" Fatty Fan handed a one-cent and two one-cent banknotes to the old man selling candied haws with a reluctant look on his face.

The old man didn't say anything after taking the money, and just carried the wooden stick and left.

Now it was Fatty Fan's turn to be depressed. He had thought he had gotten a bargain today, but he didn't expect that he still had to pay a penny less. What was even worse was that Fatty Fan didn't even get to eat a single bite of the two strings of candied haws!

"Okay, Fatty, thank you for your ten cents! Hahahaha!" Ning Yuan couldn't help but teasing after seeing him pay the money, and this time Zhong Yuemin also joined in the laughter.

"Okay, little fatty, your ideological awareness has finally improved a little. You even remember to pick it up for Ning Yuan and me to eat!" Zhong Yuemin teased while pinching Fatty Fan's big round face.

"Stay away from me! If it weren't for you and Ning Yuan treating the brothers to dinner these days, I wouldn't be willing to give it to you. Oh my god! I haven't even had a bite myself! FUCK!"

Fatty Fan said depressedly as he knocked Zhong Yuemin's hand away.

After the three of them played and laughed out of the Pigeon Market, they tied the four bags of grain securely to the back seat of their bicycles, and then headed straight back to Yard No. 2!

.........

Hepingli North Street, community clinic.

Scarface Tang Yong was sent to this clinic yesterday by several of his reliable brothers.

After more than three hours of suturing, the bleeding of the wound stopped and Tang Yong was no longer in danger of death.

At this time, the ward where Tang Yong was located was also crowded with all kinds of alley hooligans. Standing at the front were Bian Hongqi and Liu Chuanwen.

Two days ago, Bian Hongqi had a fight with Li Yuanchao and his gang at Yuyuantan Lake, and was scratched on the arm by Li Yuanchao, so he came here with a bandage on his right arm.

Although Liu Chuanwen had killed Wang Shuanghe with a heavy stick that day, with the collusion and cooperation of many young people and gangsters in the alleys, many thugs were dispatched, but they could not find the place where Liu Chuanwen spent the night.

Look, in such a panic situation, he actually dared to show up in the clinic in such a brazen manner.

"Chuanwen, the brothers down there have been fighting fiercely with the veterans from the various compounds these past few days. I'm worried. What if there are serious injuries or deaths one after another? What should we do? I can't contain them. There are too many people!"

Bian Hongqi said with a worried look on his face as he looked at Tang Yong, who was lying on the hospital bed and was seriously injured and unconscious due to being stabbed by Ning Yuan.

"What should we do? San'er! Tang Yong hasn't woken up yet! What can we do now?"

After the battle at Yuyuantan the day before yesterday, Liu Chuanwen's status in the eyes of the alley hooligans in various regions is now enough to sit on the same side with Bian Hongqi!