Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

In the end, the father and son confronted each other for an hour, and Zhong Shanyue was unable to convince Zhong Yuemin to return the things to Zhao Cheng. In the end, he could only find an opportunity to compensate Zhao Chengke in other ways in the future.

The next day, Zhong Yuemin took the sterling silver lighter and went to school.

Amid the envious gazes of his classmates, Zhong Yuemin proudly surpassed Zhang Xiaojing.

"Yuemin, you are amazing. This is a pure silver Zippo lighter. Only a regimental commander can afford it." Yuan Jun took Zhong Yuemin's lighter in his hand and looked at it carefully again and again.

"Don't talk nonsense. A battalion commander can afford this thing. The United States is so rich! Do you think they are troops from Nanjing?" Zheng Tong snatched the lighter from Yuan Jun's hand and started to look at it.

"Zhong Yuemin, where did you get this thing? I heard that the pure silver lighters we can see now are basically only owned by American officers! Those in the Nanjing troops can only have them at the level of army commander or above." Zhang Xiaojing also came over and asked Zhong Yuemin.

"Hey, an elder of mine seized it from the battlefield in North Korea! He not only gave me a sterling silver lighter like this, but also a gold-plated lighter! That one is so beautiful!" Zhong Yuemin said proudly.

He is so impressive today, and this lighter really makes him proud.

"What? There are gold-plated ones?" Yuan Jun asked in disbelief after hearing Zhong Yuemin's words.

"Yes, is there really a gold-plated one? Why haven't I heard of it?" Zhang Xiaojing was also shocked.

"That's no big deal. My uncle gave two to my friend Li Kuiyong. One is probably gold-plated, and the other is similar to mine." Zhong Yuemin said.

"Yuemin, how come I didn't know you had an uncle like this?" Zheng Tong thought for a while. As a child from the same compound, he didn't realize that Zhong Yuemin had such an uncle.

"Hey, my uncle doesn't live in our courtyard. He lives in Nanluoguxiang. Now he is the director of Xizhimen Police Station. He used to be the commander of the Steel Knife Company of the 39th Army in the northern battlefield. He has several of these things!" Zhong Yuemin said nonchalantly.

Zhong Yuemin's smug look almost made Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong lose their defense. It's not yours, why are you so proud?

"The director of Xizhimen Police Station? Street cleaning tiger Zhao Cheng?" Zhang Xiaojing exclaimed.

"Ah? Xiaojing? What are you talking about? What street-cleaning tiger?" Yuan Jun came to Peking relatively late, so he had never heard of Zhao Cheng's name.

"He is a legendary figure in our city, and he is well-known in both the black and white circles of the city. It is said that he was a policeman from Baizhifang Police Station and was in Peking before liberation. It was this man who caught the famous perverted killer Little Red Coat. Because of his contribution to the liberation of Peking, he was assigned to Jiaodaokou Police Station after liberation. Later, he was in charge of rectifying the streets and cracking down on spies after liberation. He also had the nickname of "The Sharpshooter". It is said that he once kicked a spy to death in the street with just one kick! He was so cruel to those Buddhist monks and beggars that he was called the Street Cleaning Tiger by these scoundrels!" Zhang Xiaojing had heard about Zhao Cheng's deeds because his father came to Peking relatively early.

"Since he is a policeman, why did he go to the North Korean battlefield?" Zheng Tong asked curiously.

"I know this. My Uncle Zhao took the initiative to go to the North Korean battlefield. According to him, he wanted to see on the battlefield how powerful the American army, which is touted as the best in the world, is! And Uncle Zhao also said that this war can be regarded as the war for the founding of our country. Since we have caught up with it, we must participate in it, otherwise our life in this world will be in vain!" Zhong Yuemin quickly interrupted.

"Oh, this is real manliness! How much courage does this take?"

"That's right. Otherwise, how could he be called the Street Cleansing Tiger? You know, when the country was just liberated, there were countless spies and gang leaders of various secret societies. I heard that a gangster boss was dissatisfied with his ruthless approach and even hired people to ambush him. However, he single-handedly killed all the more than 20 people holding knives and guns, and broke their arms and legs with his bare hands and threw them on the street!" Zhang Xiaojing agreed.

The classmates around looked at the lighter in Zhong Yuemin's hand with admiration. Listening to Zhao Cheng's legend, these boys were excited.

This kind of heroic figure who serves the country and the people can be said to be the most admired by boys of this age group.

"Yuemin, please introduce us to someone when you have time! I also want to see this street cleaner. Maybe I can learn a few tricks from him. Maybe I can also get a lighter like this! I'm not picky, just a pure silver one will do!" Yuan Jun said in a mean way beside him.

"Come on, come on. You? I haven't learned it yet, so how can I let you learn it first?" Zhong Yuemin curled his lips.

Days passed, and soon it was the end of 58. Besides going to work every day, Zhao Cheng only had to help out at the Great Hall construction site.

The experience on the construction site during this period gave Zhao Cheng a sufficient understanding of the work of a bricklayer. According to Zhao Cheng's current level, if he does not consider the time factor and the tasks that require multiple people to complete, Zhao Cheng can completely build a five-room tiled house by himself.

So Zhao Chengzhan had an additional task every day, which was to search all over Beiping City for abandoned courtyards that could be transferred and rebuilt.

Zhao Cheng searched for about a month and found a vacant lot in Meichang Hutong. It turned out to be a three-courtyard quadrangle, which had been abandoned due to disrepair. The only thing that remained of the entire courtyard was the courtyard wall, and all the buildings in the courtyard had collapsed.

After inquiring, Zhao Cheng confirmed that the title deed to the courtyard was with the street office, but the street office had no money to repair the house, so Zhao Cheng finally spent two thousand yuan to buy the land.

"Director Zhao, are you sure about this yard? We won't regret spending so much money to buy such a dilapidated yard!" The director of the street office looked at Zhao Cheng, and was even more afraid that he would regret it.

Although this yard can still be called a yard because the wall has not fallen down, it is really no longer habitable. The yard is overgrown with weeds and has become a paradise for wild animals.

"Oh, Director Zhang, don't worry. I have brought the money, so I will definitely buy it. After I buy the land, I will slowly rebuild the house myself. There are too many people in my family now, so we will definitely need a bigger house in the future! It's a good time for me to work for a few more years and save some money, which is just right for building a house." Zhao Cheng handed two bundles of black rice to Director Zhang.

"Haha, fine then. From today on this yard belongs to you, Director Zhao. As for how long it will take you to build it, I don't care. With your two thousand yuan, our street will be much more relaxed during the New Year this year!" Director Zhang immediately asked the finance department to collect the money, not giving Zhao Cheng any chance to regret.