He Daqing, do you know how I've lived these past years?

"Son, are you trying to drive your mother to her death? You can't find a single girl from the city to your liking?"

Jia Dongxu sighed helplessly as he looked at his mother rolling around on the ground.

Should I ask her:

"Mother, when the peach blossoms bloomed that year, did you believe in love at first sight?"

So he squatted down and helped Jia Zhangshi up, saying:

"Mother, the Level 1 worker exam is coming up soon. I want to focus on practicing and then settle down and find a girl for myself after I pass."

Madam Jia Zhang also glared fiercely at Dongxu and said:

"Don't give me excuses. If you're still thinking about that country bumpkin, I'll kill myself."

Dongxu shook his head and walked out of the room, sitting down in the courtyard to smoke.

"Dongxu, what's wrong? You look so worried."

As a kind voice rang out, Dongxu looked up in surprise and exclaimed:

Uncle, what brings you here? Weren't you out fighting in the war?

Then he hurriedly got up and ran towards Jia Gui.

Uncle, your hand...

Jia Gui shook his head and patted Dongxu's hand, saying:

"Good child, my hand is fine. I'm just grateful to be alive. Tell me what happened."

Jia Dongxu hesitated for a moment before telling Chao about his mother's pressure to get married, his feelings for someone he liked, and how Yi Zhonghai had been blocking his chances of getting promoted to a higher level of worker for the past two years.

Jia Gui's face also turned ugly as he listened:

"Don't worry, I'll take care of these two things for you. Your mother is a bully who only picks on the weak and fears the strong; I'll just scare her a little."

At this moment, Jia Zhangshi, who had heard the noise, came out of the house cursing and said:

"Which bastard dares to suppress even my Jia Zhangshi? Aren't they afraid of biting off more than they can chew?"

Only after recognizing Jia Gui in military uniform did he stammer:

"Oh dear, what a coincidence! The child's uncle is here. Come in and have some tea!"

Jia Gui shook his head and said:

"I have something to do this time, Xiaohua. To be honest with you, try to take things easy and don't dwell on them. Didn't Jia Di and Shan Chu marry you and give up the girls in the city? I'll make the decision for you. Let Dongxu choose for himself. Don't make a fuss."

After saying that, he took out a small stack of banknotes and stuffed them into Dongxu's hand. Before he could even speak,

He Yuzhu from next door led He Yushui out of the room.

Uncle Jia

Jia Gui nodded, waved to the two men, and said to Dongxu:

"Alright, I have other things to do. If you've chosen a girl and set a date, you can let me know if you're interested. You know where I live."

After saying that, he pulled He Yushui towards the backyard.

Before the Jia family mother and son could react, Yan Bugui, covering his face with one hand and adjusting his askew glasses with the other, walked straight to the backyard.

"Master Jia, you've arrived. Please sit down. Guangqi, go outside and buy some food."

Seeing Jia Gui and his group, Liu Haizhong hurriedly swallowed the egg in his mouth, stood up, and shouted,

Jia Gui waved his hand, drew his pistol from his waist, slammed it on the table, and said:

"You, Liu Haizhong, are so unfair! You're my brother, and He Daqing is my brother too, yet you don't help him at all. I, Jia Gui, was blind to have accepted such an ingrate."

Liu Haizhong was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.

"Master Jia, I swear to God, I did help those siblings before, but Yi Zhonghai threatened me with the grading exam and made things difficult for me at the factory. The old lady next door also warned me not to help them anymore, or my Guangqi would be killed. I still need him to support me in my old age, Master Jia."

Jia Gui snorted coldly and said:

"You and Yan Bugui are both spineless cowards, afraid of this and that, now even afraid of a remnant of the previous dynasty with bound feet,"

He Yuzhu, who was standing nearby, hurriedly explained:

"Uncle Jia, that old lady is a good person. She often gives me good food, and I'm her beloved grandson. Uncle also often helps me. Don't listen to this fatso's nonsense."

Jia Gui snorted coldly, nodded to Liu Haizhong, and patted his own face in acknowledgment.

Liu Haizhong immediately stood up, grabbed He Yuzhu's shirt, and slapped him several times across the nose.

He Yuzhu immediately screamed in agony.

"You fat bastard, how dare you hit me!"

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.

"When I grow up, I'll beat you to death!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong gathered all his grief and indignation, and the pressure in his hand gradually increased.

Soon He Yuzhu's face was bruised and swollen, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

He Yushui watched from the side, her hands gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, and murmured softly:

"Brother, they're good to you, but they look down on me. I'm starving and they won't give me a bite to eat, and you're still taking their side."

At that moment, a loud shout came from the doorway:

"Who dares to hit my precious grandson? This is outrageous! Is Liu Haizhong some kind of lackey?"

Then the wealthy old woman rushed in, smoking a cigarette.

Jia Gui also scoffed and said:

"Oh dear, which upright and just official has brought this upon us? The Qing Dynasty is already gone, and you're still calling yourselves 'dog slaves'?"

This kind of thing isn't fashionable in today's society.

The wealthy old woman also sneered:

"Who do we have here? It's Jia Gui! You're nothing but an old dog. You think you can hit me? I'm a recipient of government assistance. Try touching me and see what happens!"

Jia Gui also threw his head back and laughed, then kicked the rich old woman over to the astonishment of Liu Haizhong.

He drew the pistol from his waist and pressed it against her head.

"Try being arrogant again. I've killed over a dozen foreign devils, but I've never killed a prince's concubine, don't you think, Ye He Na Fu?"

The wealthy old woman looked at Jia Gui in terror, stammering and unable to speak.

He Yuzhu also took the opportunity to push Liu Haizhong aside, rushed to the rich old lady, and bumped into Jia Gui, saying:

"Jia Gui, what are you doing? This is my grandmother."

The wealthy old woman, seemingly relieved after all her suffering, clutched He Yuzhu's hand and wept incessantly, even moving closer to him.

Just then, a loud shout came from outside the door:

"What are you all doing gathered here?"

"Yan Bugui, what are you good for? I put you in charge of things, but instead of handling things properly, you're blocking me at the door."

Just as Yi Zhonghai, who had returned from Qin Family Village, was about to go to the Jia family to introduce Qin Huairu to Dongxu, he heard a commotion in the backyard and the old lady's crying.

I was very anxious too.

Is that old woman alright? What should I do with the yellow croakers I left at her house?

Upon hearing Yi Zhonghai's voice, the wealthy old woman hurriedly shouted:

"Zhonghai, go to the police station to report this, then go to the neighborhood office to find Director Wang. Jia Gui is trying to kill me!"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai immediately craned his neck to look at the turtle.

Seeing Jia Gui pointing a gun at He Yuzhu and the wealthy old woman, they were so frightened that they ran towards the courtyard gate.

Jia Gui sneered:

"Old Yan, close the door. That brat Hai Zhong has something wrong with his head, keep hitting him to bring him to his senses."

With that, he kicked He Yuzhu away, grabbed the old woman's hair with one hand, and slammed her head against the wall.

One, two, three times,

The old woman's forehead soon began to bleed.

"Jia Gui, wait a minute! I have a history with your General Yue. If you touch me again, he'll skin you alive when he gets back."

Upon hearing this, Jia Gui also stopped.

"Don't lie to me, or there will be another hanged ghost in Beijing."

After Liu Haizhong and the others retreated to a nearby room, Jia Gui learned the origin of this story from the old woman.

Half an incense stick later, Yi Zhonghai, panting heavily with his tongue sticking out, led Deputy Director Wang and the police chief, a group of more than a dozen men armed with guns, into Liu Haizhong's house.

Jia Gui and the wealthy old lady were seen sitting at the table drinking tea, the atmosphere quite harmonious.

When Deputy Director Wang saw Jia Gui, he trembled all over.

"Xiao Jun, arrest Jia Gui! How dare he use a gun to harm a person receiving government assistance!"

Jia Gui looked in the direction of the voice and was stunned. Weren't these the brother and sister he'd secretly let go when he was a team leader in the Japanese army?

I vaguely remember the woman's angry curses before she left:

Even if you spare my brother and me, it doesn't change the fact that you are a traitor to the Xia Dynasty. One day, I will avenge the brothers and sisters who sacrificed themselves at your hands.

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