Bloody Romance: I, the big troublemaker, Zhong Yuemin!

Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong went to Room 8, and Zhong Yuemin went to Room 5. He met his father, Zhong Shanyue, and entered the room without any shyness.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

After all, I was occupying this body, so calling him dad was my due. I put some daily necessities on the table and took them out one by one, including toothpaste, clothes, brown sugar, white sugar, eggs, white flour, rice... a big front door,

"Dad, you can smoke this cigarette, but I advise you to smoke less. It's not good for your health."

Zhong Shanyue asked, "Where did you get the money to buy all these things? Are you doing something illegal?"

"Dad, don't worry," Zhong Yuemin said:

"If I had really committed a crime, would Director Wang allow me to bring these items in? I earned my own money from writing novels, and this money came from a legitimate source."

"Are you trying to scare me?"

Zhong Shanyue was not happy.

"You only know those two characters, and your handwriting is as bad as a dog's crawl. You can't finish a 500-word homework after working hard for hours. And you still want to write a novel? Do you think your father is stupid?"

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head. After all, he was his father. He was merciless when scolding people. Without saying much, he handed over the copy of "Drawing Sword" that I brought with me.

"Dad, take a look for yourself. This is what I wrote. It's already been published. Xinhua Bookstore has it. 6 copies have been sold so far, and there should be more in the future."

Zhong Shanyue picked it up and opened the first page. He saw that the author's name was indeed Zhong Yuemin. After reading a few pages, he thought it was okay. It was really well written and the author's sense of immersion was very strong. Before joining the Red Army, Zhong Shanyue was a student at Changsha Normal School. He was fond of writing and often published articles and comments in tabloids. He was also a celebrity in the school. He especially loved Zhou Shuren's articles and was an avid admirer. However, because of this, he got into trouble. He had a fight with a guy who opposed Zhou Shuren. The verbal fight turned into a violent fight. The other party stabbed him with a dagger and wanted to kill him. He fought desperately and grabbed a stone to hit the other person's head. The person fainted immediately, but he was not dead. He was panicked. The other person seemed to be a small warlord. If he was caught, he would definitely be shot. He had no choice but to run away. Finally, he joined the Red Army. That was in 1935.

So he was not born in the countryside, but was half a scholar, and was not unfamiliar with writing. After about ten minutes, Zhong Shanyue put the book down and looked at his son with a doubtful look.

"Did you really write this? It's not plagiarism or something?"

"Dad, this is sold at Xinhua Bookstore. They are very strict in reviewing and reviewing the manuscripts. If my name isn't the author, it's guaranteed to be genuine."

Zhong Yuemin said, "I've been reading military books lately, and I got itchy hands and wanted to write something myself. I didn't expect the result to be quite good."

The facts were before his eyes, and Zhong Shanyue didn't know what to say. His son was better than him, and he had even published a book.

"Okay, I'll keep this book and take a look at it later."

The two chatted again. He reported to his father about his recent situation, including finding a master. After half an hour, Zhong Shanyue said:

"Yuemin, I see you've changed a lot since you came here. You're quite good. If you have enough money, send some to your grandparents and uncle. They're all in the countryside and their lives aren't very rich. But Dad has plenty of food and drink there, so don't spend it on me."

"Dad, I've already wired 500 yuan, along with food and coupons. Don't worry."

Zhong Yuemin's mother is Yao Ping. Zhong Shanyue had almost no effort in pursuing his wife. He had beaten someone up before and then joined the army. When his troops went to the Northeast to participate in the Liaoshen Campaign, he was already the youngest commander of a main division among the columns of the field army. Yao Ping was the propaganda officer of the headquarters at that time. She was a college student and in the prime of her life. Countless people in the troops below were thinking about her and found various reasons to come to the headquarters. Although they didn't know her, they were satisfied just to see her.

Zhong Shanyue had naturally heard about it, but he was much better than others. He rode his horse directly to the headquarters, scanning everywhere with his eyes like radar, and finally found Yao Ping by the well platform, who was washing clothes at the time.

He dismounted and went over to ask, "Are you Yao Ping?"

"Ah!" Yao Ping nodded.

Zhong Shanyue got straight to the point. "I'm Zhong Shanyue, commander of the 2nd Division of the 5th Column. Please read carefully."

Yao Ping was stunned for a moment, and actually looked the man up and down carefully. At that time, Zhong Shanyue was in his early 30s, handsome, and strong. He was wearing a washed-out military uniform, but it did not affect his demeanor. He was really attractive. But she didn't know what this man was going to do?

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Shanyue said, "Jinzhou has been surrounded by us, and the general offensive is about to begin. Once we take Jinzhou, I will come and marry you. Just wait for me."

After saying that, he mounted his horse again, whipped the horse and rode off, leaving Yao Ping so shocked that she stood there for a long time, unable to react.

After they got married, Zhong Shanyue asked Yao Ping, "There were so many people pursuing you at that time, why did you only choose me?"

Yao Ping said calmly, "Didn't you tell me to wait for you?"

This is the love of Zhong Shanyue, a straight man. If he hadn't met the equally "tough" Yao Ping, he might have been single for the rest of his life.

However, Yuemin's mother had a short life and she didn't have many days of good life. She eventually died of a serious illness. He was only 10 years old that year. His father never remarried, leaving the two of them to depend on each other.

Zhong Shanyue nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this child had really grown up.

"Yuemin, you just said you're dating someone. He comes from an unusual family. His father is the deputy commander of a major military region and has been awarded the rank of lieutenant general?"

"Dad, there's nothing to say yet, that's all I'm saying."

"Okay, I still don't understand you," Zhong Yuemin said:

"You wouldn't say anything if it wasn't true. Now that you've grown up and you want to date someone, Dad won't stop you. But there's one thing: don't do anything reckless. Also, have you ever thought about the current situation of our family? Dad might very well be a burden to you in the future."

"Dad, your worry is totally unnecessary," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Let Xiaobai and I... let nature take its course. From what I know about Xiaobai, she's not that kind of person. She's quite simple. You're my biological father, you gave birth to me and raised me. How can you say you're a burden? Without you, there wouldn't be me. Dad, just rest in there. Your problem will definitely be solved."

Zhong Shanyue smiled, "In the past, I was the one who advised you, but now you are the one who comes to comfort me. Okay, that's good."

The father and son talked for about an hour, and the visit ended.

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In a private room at Donglaishun on Qianmen Street, there is a large round table with a hot pot on it. The soup base has boiled and the steam is rising. On the side are some side dishes for the hot pot, such as mutton, fatty beef, fresh cooked vegetables, soy products, etc. Li Yuanchao, Du Weidong, Zhang Haiyang and other troublemakers in the compound are sitting around the round table, discussing how to catch the bastard Little Bastard.

Du Weidong was covered in bandages, looking like a seriously injured soldier, but that didn't stop him from pretending to be a big shot at the dinner. He was the most high-profile of the bunch, and he drank quite a bit of wine. His face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he spoke with a lisp, cursing:

"Yuan Chao, this little bastard is afraid of us. These days, we mobilized the stubborn people in the city to catch him, but we didn't even see a trace of him. I guess he must have hidden somewhere. There are 7 or 8 million people in the capital. Finding such a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack. This is not a solution.

We are in the open, and others are in the dark. It is very disadvantageous for us to be a thief for a thousand days, but it is impossible to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Li Yuanchao was playing with the goblet, the red wine inside was rotating clockwise. He came to Donglaishun to eat hot pot with red wine, which was a unique taste, a combination of Chinese and Western.

Said: "Weidong, do you have any good ideas?"

"Lure the snake out of its hole and take the initiative to attack!"

"Oh, how do you do that?"

Du Weidong said:

"Yuan Chao, not only are we looking for that little bastard, but the police are also trying to apprehend him. I heard that the area around his home has been secured, so we don't have a chance to act. But that Li Kuiyong is in cahoots with the little bastard, so we can start with him. He has several brothers and sisters at home, so I think we should capture one of his sisters and force the little bastard to show up. Otherwise, Li Kuiyong's sister will be in trouble."

"Du Weidong, what a bad idea you came up with,"

Zhang Haiyang felt uncomfortable when he heard this and said:

"We're not dealing with that little bastard. I know you were dealt a terrible hand by Li Kuiyong before. It's fine if you want to deal with Li Kuiyong, but why are you targeting his family? And targeting a child? Can you please not do such despicable things and get yourself scorned by others?"

"That's right, it ruins our reputation!"

Zhang Haiyang and his followers, including Zhang Xiaojing and others, echoed in agreement.

"Haiyang, I think Weidong's method is feasible!"

Landmine interjected:

"This method is a bit dirty, but it depends on who is being punished. That little bastard was brutal when he fought with people from our compound before. No matter who you are, he would just pull out a knife and attack you. He is completely unreasonable. How can we reason with such trash? What kind of morality is this? The wicked will be punished by the wicked. It's not us who are mean, it's that little bastard who forced us to do it."

Zhang Haiyang snorted coldly without responding. He was a despicable person, but he had to show off. He sold his body and even pretended to be a chastity saint. What a joke.

Du Weidong ignored Zhang Haiyang and asked Li Yuanchao,

"Aiding North Korea, what do you think?"

Li Yuanchao stopped drinking.

"You can give it a try, but, Weidong, our goal is to lure the little bastard out, so don't go too far."

"Don't worry, I was just saying it, I know my limits."

"it is good!"

Zhang Haiyang stood up and said, "Yuan Chao, you guys eat. I'm leaving first."

Without waiting for a reply, he left immediately. Zhang Xiaojing and the others stood up and followed him. The dinner was somewhat awkward. Di Lei snorted.

"If the butcher Zhang dies, we won't eat the hairy pig. You, Zhang Haiyang, think you're so powerful. Just wait and see. Even without you, we can still take care of that little bastard."

Li Yuanchao smiled,

"Di Lei, don't say that. I know Hai Yang. He's a straightforward person, loyal, and intolerant. It's really difficult for him to handle this matter. Di Lei, I'll trouble you a little."

"Don't worry, Yuan Chao. I promise to get things done properly."

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There is a cement factory in Xicheng District. A large number of prefabricated cement pipes are placed on the west side of the factory. Due to environmental factors, construction outside has stopped and the cement factory is now in a semi-shutdown state. These produced cement pipes are just thrown here. The surrounding area is overgrown with weeds. Few people come here on weekdays. The little bastard has now "settled down" here and lives in the cement pipes. These cement pipes are more than one meter in diameter and are blocked on both sides with straw mats, which is more than enough for one person to live in.

People like Little Bastard wouldn't be short of money; they should have some in their pockets. But where did their income come from? It was those thieves out there, the "Buddha Masters." These people had skills, but they weren't good at fighting. As the saying goes, "If you walk by the river, you'll get your shoes wet." They're bound to get things wrong. That's when they need thugs like Little Bastard to protect them. They're also called "Buddha Masters." Because of Little Bastard's reputation, many Buddha Masters came to him and paid money for protection, so he wasn't short of money.

But in this day and age, money is not everything. Take the housing in the capital for example. It is already tight, and with the growing population, there is simply no extra housing. Now, hotels and rentals all require proof, and the inspections are quite strict. Ordinary people have to be checked several times, let alone the little bastards who are in criminal custody. So they can only live in such corners, hiding from place to place, living a hard life, and having money but not being able to spend it.

Li Kuiyong climbed up the west wall of the cement factory, squatted down, looked around, and saw nothing unusual. He then climbed into the factory area and went to the area where cement pipes were stored. He came to one of them.

"Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu!"

The little bastard heard the sound, opened the mat, and found the dagger in his hand. When he saw that it was Li Kuiyong, he put it away and came out, breathing heavily.

"Brother Yong, why are you here?"

"I found a place for you, near Taoranting, in the tube building," Li Kuiyong said.

"Come on, pack up and follow me."

The little bastard said:

"The police and those bastards from the compound are all looking for me. Is it safe? If not, I'll just stay here. I can escape immediately if there's any trouble."

"Don't worry, the place I found is absolutely safe," Li Kuiyong said.

"There's no way anyone can sleep here. Look how cold you are. Don't let yourself get sick from the cold. Let's go, let's go. Don't waste time."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The little bastard crawled back into the cement pipe, rolled up the quilt, and the two of them left.

After settling Xiaojiu, Li Kuiyong returned home. As soon as he arrived home, his eldest sister came over and said:

"Brother, you're back. I just went out to empty the toilet and saw two people acting suspiciously at the gate of the compound. They didn't look like good people at first glance."

Li Kuiyong frowned, "Now you can see what he looks like."

"No, I was wearing a hat and a scarf, very tightly wrapped up."

Li Kuiyong could probably guess who it was. It must be those bastards from the compound, monitoring him so that they could get hold of Xiaojiu.

He said, "Xiaomei, go out with your second brother from now on. Don't go out alone. Do you hear me?"

"Brother, what happened?"

"Nothing, come in!"

The next afternoon, Li Kuiyong took Kuiyuan fishing. They went fishing once a week and could catch fifty to sixty kilograms each time. They could earn fifteen or sixteen yuan by selling them to the supply and marketing cooperative. With this source of income, the family's food improved a lot. Not only could they have enough to eat, but they could also eat white flour occasionally. Li Kuiyong was already very satisfied and was sincerely grateful to Yuemin.

After fishing in the afternoon and exchanging money for food, we returned home. It was already dark. Normally, the eldest sister should be cooking in the simple kitchen built at the door, but she was nowhere to be seen. Only the two younger children were busy trying to light the stove. The fire was not lit, and there was only smoke. Li Kuiyong put his fishing gear aside, went over to light the fire, and said:

"Where's your eldest sister?"

The little girl said:

"Brother, my elder sister just went out to buy salt. We are out of salt at home. But she has been gone for half an hour and hasn't come back yet, so Xiaobin and I made a fire ourselves."

There was a supply and marketing cooperative at the entrance of the alley on the right side of his house. It would take at most five minutes to walk there, so how could it take half an hour to buy something? Li Kuiyong suddenly had a bad premonition, and soon, this bad premonition came true. At this time, a child ran in. He knew him. He was a child from the next door compound and handed him a note.

"Brother Yong, someone outside just asked me to give you this note, and he also gave me a candy."

Li Kuiyong hurriedly took the note, unfolded it and took a look. His face changed drastically and his hands began to shake uncontrollably.