The train driver in the courtyard

Zhang Gangzhu was not used to the Third Uncle acting like a cultured person in the compound.

"Uncle, did you hear that? Big ticket sellers might get shot."

The more Yan Bugui thought about it, the more frightened he became.

If you are really caught, even if you are only detained for a few months, you will be expelled from school.

Yan Bugui's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that the morning in the capital had darkened.

He took Li Aiguo's arm and said, "Aiguo, you know me. This is all a misunderstanding. Please explain it to the leader of the police station."

He knew that at this time, the only one who could help him was Li Aiguo.

"Uncle San, you made a serious mistake. Let me talk to the police station about this. It's hard to say what the result will be."

Li Aiguo hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to the third uncle's request.

The third uncle is not a bad person, and the third aunt has a good relationship with Aunt Liu and Chen Xueru.

Yan Jiecheng is a small helper in the maintenance depot, so he should help.

These words were like the sound of nature, echoing in his ears, and the third uncle almost cried.

"Thank you for being patriotic. Thank you."

In fact, Uncle Three doesn't need to worry too much.

This joint operation by the subdistrict office and the police station was only aimed at the woman who resold gold and antiques, and they did not care about the poor people in the pigeon market.

Li Aiguo came into Wang Zhenshan's office with his hands behind his back.

At this time, Wang Zhenshan had just completed the first round of interrogation of Xie Yunzhi. He seemed very happy to see Li Aiguo come in.

"Aiguo, we caught a big fish this time."

"Hey, how big is that fish?"

Li Aiguo sat down and handed Wang Zhenshan a cigarette.

Wang Zhenshan was obviously very excited. He lit up a cigarette and took a deep puff, almost finishing it. Then he said slowly, "This woman is indeed called Xie Yunzhi, but she is not a resident nearby. She is Ge Guangli's concubine."

"Concubine? Isn't polygamy prohibited after liberation?"

"Oh no, the higher-ups didn't allow it, and forced her to divorce immediately. They also found a job for Xie Yunzhi as a female worker in a textile factory.

Xie Yunzhi was born in the Eight Great Hutongs. She was lazy and could not endure hardship. She left the textile factory after a few days and returned to Ge Guangli's mansion.

After Wang Zhenshan's explanation, Li Aiguo finally understood what was going on.

Before liberation, Ge Guangli was a big antique dealer in Liulichang. It is said that he did a lot of business with foreigners, and quite a few antiques were sold from him.

This man was very smart. Before liberation, when he saw that things were not going well, he found a way to exchange all his property for small yellow croakers and antiques, and secretly buried them in a corner of the compound.

Then the shop was burned down.

Ge Guangli originally planned to wait until the peasants were defeated and the people there came back, and then make a comeback with the property.

But I didn't expect that this group of peasants did a great job and became more and more stable, while the other side had already fled.

What’s more serious is that the situation in the market is becoming increasingly tense.

Ge Guangli was worried that the truth would come out, so he sold some small yellow croakers and antiques as travel expenses and prepared to leave the capital.

For this purpose, he contacted Datou Chen, who used to be a clerk in the shop.

Ge Guangli didn't trust Big Head Chen, so every time Big Head Chen found a customer, Xie Yunzhi would personally take the small yellow croaker and antiques to the pigeon market to trade.

Big Head Chen was very vigilant. After realizing that the pigeon market had been investigated last night, he immediately arranged for Xie Yunzhi to sneak away through a small alley nearby.

But he didn't expect to be caught red-handed by Li Aiguo and the street volunteer patrol team.

“After figuring out the whole story, we sent people to the Chen family mansion and seized a large number of small yellow croakers and antiques. Ge Guangli was also arrested.

Especially those antiques, many of which were stolen from ancient tombs by Ge Guangli through tomb robbers before liberation. Many of them are rare treasures and have now been sent to the cultural relics department for identification. "

Wang Zhenshan looked at Li Aiguo with gratitude: "Aiguo, your street volunteer patrol team has made great contributions. You will definitely be commended this time."

"This is what we should do." Li Aiguo did not feel sorry for what happened to Ge Guangli and Jie Yunzhi.

The antiques that are lost now will cost a high price to bring back in the future.

The two chatted for a while, and Li Aiguo looked at Wang Zhenshan and asked, "Captain Wang, how do we deal with the people we captured this time?"

"A few ticket scalpers with bad records will definitely be imprisoned for a few years. As for the rest of the poor families and members of the commune, their names will be registered, they will be fined, and then the neighborhood, unit, or commune will be notified to take them back."

Wang Zhenshan was very excited at this time. If he could successfully solve the big case, he might even get promoted next year.

Li Aiguo said: "Just now I saw that the third uncle in our compound was also arrested. He was born into a small business family."

He stopped talking halfway.

Wang Zhenshan instantly understood what Li Aiguo meant.

The background of a small business owner is only slightly better than that of a capitalist, but if he is really tarnished, his future life will be difficult.

Wang Zhenshan often deals with the Third Uncle and knows that the Third Uncle is not a bad person.

But rules are always rules, and Wang Zhenshan cannot break the rules for the third uncle.

“Patriotism is a difficult thing to do.”

Li Aiguo suddenly said, "Captain Wang, as the patrol captain of the neighborhood, I am also qualified to represent the neighborhood. Please take the third uncle back."

The current patrol team has been registered in the district and can be considered a semi-public and semi-private team.

Wang Zhenshan's eyes lit up and he said, "Oh, look, how could I have forgotten about this, this is great.

Our police station has arrested so many people and is short on manpower. If you can take Yan Bugui back, it will save us a lot of effort."

Wang Zhenshan took out a standard note, signed his name on it, and handed it to Li Aiguo.

"Uncle Wang, thank you. I will definitely educate Comrade Yan Bugui well." Li Aiguo took the notice and stood up with a smile.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Wang Zhenshan stopped him again.

"Aiguo, I heard that you have developed a new product called a warm baby, which is very effective for chronic cold legs and rheumatism. I went to many places but couldn't find it."

"Uncle Wang, due to limited production capacity, Nuanbaobao is currently only available for locomotive depots and export.

If you need them, I have a few more. I'll have He Yushui bring them to you later."

"Thank you very much!"

Wang Zhenshan felt delighted.

He has several old friends who have these problems. When they go to the hospital for treatment, the doctor tells them that a kind of warm baby has appeared in the capital, which has miraculous effects.

Although those old friends were not all-knowing, they had all worked in the public security department for many years and they soon found out that the warm baby was actually invented by Li Aiguo from the courtyard.

Li Aiguo had a good relationship with Wang Zhenshan, so he asked Wang Zhenshan for help.

Noise, crying and a foul smell filled the entire detention room.

Yan Bugui curled up in the corner of the detention room, trembling all over.

A middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap squatted beside Yan Bugui and said with a smile: "Old Yan, don't worry, it's okay."

This person was a stall owner who used to set up a stall with Yan Bugui in Ge Market, and now he is Yan Bugui's cellmate.

Unlike Yan Bugui, he is also an old ticket scalper and has experienced this kind of situation many times.

You see, the man was well prepared. He took out a black steamed bun from his pocket and put it into his sleeve. He looked around and saw that no one was staring at him. He took a bite and put the black steamed bun back into his sleeve again.

Yan Bugui looked at the urine bucket that was being filled with water, then at the corners of the man in the baseball cap's mouth moving, and felt a little unbelievable.

"Why, are you hungry too? Want to eat? I'll give you half a piece."

"You, no need." Yan Bugui politely rejected his cellmate's kindness and asked, "What do you mean by reassuring me? Will we be released?"

"That's about right."

"What do you mean by almost?"

"You are a cultured person, right? Why are you so long-winded?" The man in the baseball cap was annoyed that his breakfast was disturbed, and said impatiently: "We are just making a small fuss. At most, your tickets will be confiscated and you will be locked up for another two or three months.

I tell you, it's not that scary in there. As long as you can stand up to the attacks, you can still live a good life."

Yan Bugui: "What if he can't take the beating?"

"Well, that's okay. Wait for half a month and you'll be able to resist."

The man in the baseball cap squatted on the sticky ground, leaning against the dark wall, and laughed: "The people in there are very interesting, and there are some experts. Last time I was in there, I learned how to open a lock with wire. For people like us, it's like a school in there."

When talking about school, Yan Bugui felt even more depressed.

He looked out through the rusty iron window and murmured softly: "School has already started now, the end of the semester is coming soon. I wonder if those kids know how to study on their own."

At this time, comrades from the police station began to deal with those who were temporarily detained.

Seeing a police officer leading people outside, Yan Bugui hurriedly got up from the ground, held the railing and asked: "Comrade, what will be done with us now?"

"You are lucky. The higher-ups have already decided that this time it's just a fine."

"You still have to pay a fine." The third uncle was so distressed that blood was dripping from his eyes, but thinking about his own situation, he could only grit his teeth and said, "Just pay the fine, and let me out now. I'll go and raise the money."

"What are you thinking? You are engaging in speculation, you know that, right? It is a crime, you know that?" Police Officer Zhang said coldly, "Even if you are not imprisoned for a few years, the leader of your unit has to come and take you away."

The man in the baseball cap came over and said, "You are lucky old man."

Policeman Zhang took out a notebook, looked at Yan Bugui and said, "What's your name? Which unit do you work for?"

"I" Yan Bugui's voice was choked in his throat, and he couldn't vomit even if he wanted to.

He knew clearly that once the police station notified Red Star Primary School, his reputation would be ruined. Not only would he not be able to be selected as an outstanding teacher, he might not even be able to be a teacher.

"Hey, I'm asking you a question. What's going on? Do you think you can get away with not telling the truth? If no one comes to pick you up, you can just sit in the fence and wait for the punishment."

When Zhang Gongan saw that Yan Bugui was not cooperating, he became anxious and shouted at him.

It’s not his fault. More than 300 people were arrested this time, and they didn’t even have breakfast.

The man in the baseball cap looked at Zhang Gongan and said with a licking smile: "Zhang Gongan, this old man is a stubborn person. Do you want me to help you do some ideological work on him?"

At this time, a voice came from the side.

"Xiao Zhang, let me do it."

When Zhang Gongan turned around and saw that it was Li Aiguo, a smile immediately appeared on his serious face.

"It's Captain Li. It's a mess here. Why are you here?"

"Bring him up." Li Aiguo handed the note to Zhang Gongan and pointed at Yan Bugui and said, "This person is from our neighborhood. I'm the leader now, take him away."

"That's great." Zhang Gongan was stunned at first, but after looking at the note he immediately understood.

He opened the iron gate and shouted to Yan Bugui: "Comrade, someone is here to take you out now, hurry out."

Ever since Li Aiguo came in, Yan Bugui has been in a state of confusion. He couldn't understand how Li Aiguo could get into such a place.

When he heard that Li Aiguo was going to take him away, he was even more confused. Li Aiguo was just a resident, so why should he be his leader?

Zhang Gongan shouted twice, and Yan Bugui finally reacted. He was overjoyed and quickly jumped out.

The speed is as fast as that of a young man.

The man in the baseball cap was immediately displeased when he saw this. He widened his eyes and said, "Public Security Officer Zhang, you are not doing things in a decent way. How can you just take someone out? If he can leave, why can't I?"

"Why, do we have to explain to you before we can do anything? See, this is the formality!"

Zhang Gongan knew the temperament of the man in the peaked cap. If he didn't explain clearly, he would definitely gossip. After shaking the note in front of him, Zhang Gongan took out a notebook and said, "Chen Erpi, this is the fifth time you have caught us for speculation. Now you go to the detention center to report."

"Ah..." The man in the baseball cap, who was angry just now, felt his legs go weak and he almost fell to the ground.

He felt that he had lost more than he gained.

Yan Bugui came out of the detention room and saw the bright red sun hanging on the top of the old locust tree in front of the police station. He felt like he was alive again.

He held Li Aiguo's hand tightly and said, "Aiguo, thank you very much this time, otherwise your uncle would have died in there."

"Don't worry, I'm just doing my job."

Li Aiguo was smiling just now, but suddenly he looked at Yan Bugui with a serious expression.

"Comrade Yan Bugui, you made a serious mistake this time. Do you know that?"

Yan Bugui was about to gossip with Li Aiguo, but upon hearing this, he was so frightened that he trembled and quickly assured: "Leader Aiguo, don't worry, I have realized my mistake and will definitely change for the better."

Why does this guy change his face so quickly? He is born in the Year of the Dog!

"Write me a 3,000-word self-examination after you return."

"Ah, yes." Yan Bugui shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly: "Can I leave now?"

For the first time, he found that Li Aiguo seemed a little scary. He felt scared just standing next to him, so he wanted to slip away.

"What beautiful things are you thinking about?"

Li Aiguo took out another bill from his pocket and handed it over. "According to the police station's regulations, you must pay a fine of 20 yuan immediately."

"." Yan Bugui felt a pain in his flesh, and said with a smile, "Aiguo, twenty yuan is too much. Can you talk to Captain Wang and get a lower price?"

"You are buying vegetables as if it were a vegetable market. No, you can't bargain when buying vegetables in a vegetable market now." Li Aiguo said with a straight face, "How about I take you in now?"

"No, no, no, I'm going back to get the money now."

Yan Bugui was startled and turned around and ran away.

Twenty dollars is a lot, but it's nothing compared to being able to keep your job.

Li Aiguo looked at Yan Bugui's back, smiled bitterly and shook his head. This old guy just likes to pretend to be poor.

In the original book, how could the first family who owned a bicycle, had a radio at home, and later also had a TV, be without money?

Later, the money that Yan Jiecheng used to open a restaurant was probably supported by Yan Bugui.

It would be good to let him learn a lesson this time.

Hoo ho ho.
Yan Bugui ran back home in the cold wind.

The children had all gone to school, and Auntie No. 3 was sweeping the floor. When she saw him coming back, she dropped her broom and came over to him excitedly and said, "Old man, you're back so late. Did you sell all the tickets and fish? How much did you make this time?"

"Don't mention it. I was caught by the police station and now I have to pay a fine."

"Ah!" The third aunt was stunned. "Old man, didn't you tell me that this time it would be foolproof?"

"Oh, don't mention it."

Yan Bugui wanted to explain a few words, but then he remembered that he had to pay the fine as soon as possible.

Yan Bugui ran into the inner room, stuck his butt out and dug out a ceramic jar from under the bed. The jar was covered with dust. After blowing on it a few times, Yan Bugui reached his hand in.

He fumbled around for a while, first pulling out a wad of newspaper, then another wad of newspaper, and then another wad of newspaper.
After taking out seven or eight balls of newspaper, he finally took out a pair of red shorts.

Seeing the red shorts, Yan Bugui looked reluctant.

However, thinking of the upcoming consequences, he gritted his teeth and opened his red shorts.

Inside was a roll of neatly rolled banknotes.

"One point, two points, three points."

Yan Bugui sucked in pain every time he counted a penny.

He counted out twenty yuan and put it in his pocket. Yan Bugui rolled up the remaining money, put it into his red shorts, put it in the jar, and then stuffed newspapers into it, one ball, two balls, three balls, seven balls, eight balls.
Finally, after all the newspapers were stuffed in, he closed the lid and put the jar back under the bed with his butt sticking out.

Yan Bugui held the money and trotted to the police station.

Li Aiguo was still squatting there smoking and chatting with Wang Zhenshan.

Seeing Yan Bugui, Li Aiguo said with a smile: "Uncle, I thought you had escaped."

"That's impossible. I have completely realized my mistakes and will start a new life from now on."

Yan Bugui is still talking nonsense.

Wang Zhenshan called a comrade and collected his fine.

After losing twenty dollars, Yan Bugui felt like he had lost his soul, and he staggered all the way back home.

The third aunt took Yan Bugui's arm and asked him to sit down.

"Old man, what's going on? Tell me quickly."

"Oh, I was really unlucky this time. I finally found a big client, but before I could hand over the food coupons, the police rushed in. If they had come a little later, my loss would not have been so great."

After a moment of regret, Yan Bugui recounted the entire story.

The third aunt slapped her thigh and said, "You are all thanks to him for being patriotic this time. If it weren't for him, the police station would have notified the school, and all the residents in our compound would have known about it."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Aiguo to be so righteous."

Yan Bugui sighed, his brows suddenly twisted into knots: "Now Li Aiguo has obtained my notice in the name of the neighborhood voluntary patrol team, and I have to report my ideological work to him regularly. Has this kid got a hold of me?

Li Aiguo has caught me!"

The three aunts were suddenly speechless.

She felt that Yan Bugui was thinking too much.

But there is no way to persuade him.

As a small business owner, Yan Bugui now has a temperament similar to Nan Yi. He is cautious in his words and actions whether in school or in the compound.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng came back from get off work and saw Yan Bugui with a sad face, so he asked curiously.

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up and he said, "Jie Cheng, you have to pay an extra 20 yuan for living expenses this month."

Yan Jiecheng: "."

The neighborhood's pigeon market cleanup caused quite a stir.
The police station later arrested two antique dealers and four or five guys who were reselling stolen goods.

These incidents attracted attention, and the neighborhood began to publicize in each compound, asking residents not to go to the pigeon market.

Wang Da Kui also learned about the investigation of the pigeon market. When he heard that Datou Chen was sentenced to twenty years in prison, he turned pale with shock.

"I have heard of Big Head Chen's name before. This guy is an old scoundrel. He has always been careful in doing things, but I didn't expect that he still got caught. If I hadn't followed my patriotic brothers back then..."

Wang Dagui looked at Li Aiguo, who was squatting on the ground flipping through a book, and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother Aiguo."

"A grown man, yet he's so fussy!"

Li Aiguo packed more than ten books into a canvas bag and rode his bicycle back home.

Just as I opened the book and was about to read, there was a knock on the door.

"Is Driver Li home?"

Hearing a strange voice, Li Aiguo responded while pulling out a loaded pistol, putting it at his waist, and covering it with the hem of his cotton jacket. Then he walked over and opened the door.

A young comrade wearing a gray Zhongshan suit and black-framed glasses was standing at the door.

"Driver Li, my last name is Zhang. Please come with me to the hospital for a meeting."

"Meeting. Where shall the meeting be held?" Li Aiguo was a little confused.

"Sorry, I can't tell you for now. If you want an answer, I can make one up for you."

Secretary Zhang took out his ID and waved it in front of Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo took a deep breath when he saw the words on the certificate clearly.

"Secretary Zhang, please wait a moment while I sort out the books."

Li Aiguo turned around and put the books in order, changed into clean clothes, then closed the door and walked out with Zhang.

As soon as he reached the central courtyard, Li Aiguo happened to meet Yi Zhonghai.

When Yi Zhonghai saw Li Aiguo, his face suddenly turned gloomy. Ever since he was beaten up by the Russians last time, he had not dared to show up in the compound for several days.

If Li Aiguo doesn't find a way to get back at his old self, his reputation will only get higher and higher.

With a bad idea in mind, Yi Zhonghai frowned when he saw that Secretary Zhang looked unfamiliar and blocked his way.

"Comrade, I am the eldest uncle in the courtyard, responsible for managing the entire courtyard.
According to the regulations of the street office, if you meet a stranger in the compound, you must find out the other person's identity in a timely manner.

May I ask which unit you are from? If you are from another place, please provide a letter of introduction. "

The residents around couldn't help but gasp when they saw Yi Zhonghai suddenly attack.

The subdistrict office has indeed reminded residents and managers of each compound to be wary of outsiders.

But he was obviously with Li Aiguo, so Yi Zhonghai was just looking for trouble.

Secretary Zhang did not expect that he would be stopped.

However, he was well-mannered. He smiled humbly at Yi Zhonghai, took out an ID from his handbag and handed it to him.

Yi Zhonghai took the certificate and took a look at it. A chill ran from the soles of his feet to the back of his head. His face suddenly changed and he laughed awkwardly twice: "It turned out that it was the comrades above who misunderstood."

After Yi Zhonghai returned the documents with both hands, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and ran away.

The residents in the compound were all curious. The young man was not wearing a military uniform, and did not look like a high-ranking leader, let alone a Russian. Why was Yi Zhonghai so scared?

Yi Zhonghai returned home in a daze. After drinking several sips of hot tea, he finally calmed down.

An old lady asked curiously, "Old man, which unit does that young man work for? Why did he scare you like this?"

"I can't understand."

"You don't know which unit you are from, why are you so scared?" the aunt asked curiously.

Yi Zhonghai looked around and saw that the door was closed. He lowered his voice and whispered, "The certificate says that I am the first-class secretary of the Beijing Confidentiality Committee."

“The Confidentiality Committee seems to have been established in 1951.

The headquarters is located in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and confidentiality committees or leading groups have been established in all districts, counties and municipal units.

In our neighborhood, comrades from the district confidentiality committee often come to publicize confidentiality policies, so this is no big deal.”

The aunt found it a little hard to understand.

Yi Zhonghai sneered and said, "How can people like you understand the inside story? The Municipal Confidentiality Committee has several secretariats under it.

It is said that many comrades in top-secret units will perform tasks as secretaries of the confidentiality committee. How can they be compared with those propagandists in the district? "

The aunt was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.

Yi Zhonghai said: "That person is a first-class secretary. Which top-secret unit is he from?
How did Li Aiguo get involved with such a person? He is just a train driver.

Yi Zhonghai's mind was in a mess.

All the top-secret units in the capital are very important units.

He couldn't understand why Li Aiguo had any connection with those top-secret units. (End of this chapter)