Lian Xiaomin ate a kind of soup dumplings and found them particularly delicious, so she directly bought six pounds of dumplings and put them in several large lunch boxes.
She had plenty of national food coupons, so she took them out to pay the bill, put the lunch box in a backpack, and because she was afraid that it would get cold, she closed the lid of the basket and put everything away in the warehouse to keep it fresh.
She left the state-owned restaurant and continued walking slowly along the road.
It's rare to be able to travel around in this era. The last time I went to Nanjing, I was in a hurry. After completing the transaction, I left without even looking at anything.
Since I have time this time, I might as well take a walk around and then go to Qu Lidong’s warehouse to put supplies after dark.
The afternoon sunshine is quite nice. Although it is winter, the weather in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is definitely completely different from that in Northeast China.
Lian Xiaomin was wearing a black down jacket, so she wasn't cold and walked slowly.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, when she strolled to Huiyuan Street, she saw a group of people wearing red armbands escorting several people coming out of an alley and walking towards her on the road.
Among those being held were adults and teenage children, possibly a family, and all had injuries on their faces.
Lian Xiaomin couldn't help but frown.
It’s been 72 years, and we still have to endure days like this.
The group was still shouting and reciting slogans, scolding the miserable family.
Lian Xiaomin stood on the curb to avoid the traffic and saw that most of the other passers-by were looking at her in silence.
One of the tied-up women looked to be in her thirties and was using her body to protect a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old.
The girl with a red armband next to her seemed to want to punish her deliberately, and she kicked the boy again and again.
The boy bit his lips stubbornly, neither crying nor shouting.
Lian Xiaomin really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she thought about it and found a medium-sized stone from the space and smashed it directly at the bad guy from above.
The man, who was about thirty years old, let out an "ouch", suddenly touched the back of his head and looked up at the sky.
"Is it hailing or something? Something is hitting me!!"
I looked at my hands and saw they were bleeding. What bad luck!
He gritted his teeth and shouted twice, called someone over, and said something like, "What a hell, a rock fell from a tree or somewhere and hit his head, and he needed to get it bandaged."
After saying that, he covered his head and ran away.
Lian Xiaomin knew that this could only bring the woman and child a moment's peace, but she felt helpless. Such things happened every day, so what could she do?
At this time, two old ladies who were huddled together and whispering two or three meters away from her caught her attention.
Although the conversation was quieter, it was still audible to people with sharp ears.
"Look at that Zou Dongfang. Even God wouldn't let him off. Why didn't he drop a brick or something? It would be better to smash his head open so that he wouldn't hurt anyone else!"
After hearing what the skinny old lady said, another fat lady wearing a brown scarf nodded in agreement.
"That's right. We are all old neighbors on the same street. As for revenge against Xu Cuiyun's family, he wanted to marry her but failed, so he resorted to some shady tricks. I think it's probably a frame-up."
The skinny little old lady tightened the basket on her arm and looked at the receding figure of "Zou Dongfang" whose head was hit by a stone, and her voice became a little louder.
"Let me tell you, this may not be a frame-up. Xu Cuiyun's in-laws are not simple."
"… Her father-in-law Duan Wenjin used to work for a capitalist in Shanghai, and later returned to Nanjing. I'm afraid he must be very wealthy, so how could he know for sure whether he is a capitalist…"
The fat lady nodded and said, "Mrs. Sun, your family lives next door to the Duan family. You have lived there for decades. Don't you know any details?"
The old lady patted the other person's arm and walked forward slowly: "I dare not say anything! Well, no matter what, you just arrest Duan Wenjin, what does it have to do with his family? Especially since Xiaozheng is such a well-behaved child, it would be a sin to let him suffer with her..."
The fat lady continued to mutter, "I still think that Zou Dongfang is probably seeking revenge!"
"...But don't you think about it? Cuiyun is the only sister. Why would Caiyun, who is as beautiful as a flower, marry him, a divorced man with three children? He is simply a toad..."
So, the aunties who were chatting and gossiping were all "intelligence stations", and Lian Xiaomin understood most of it at once.
She glanced at the group of people who were parading more than 200 meters away and did not follow them. She heard the people wearing the red armbands say that they were arrested and taken back to the Pigeon Committee.
Lian Xiaomin chose to go straight to the alley they had just walked out of and go to Duan's house first to see what was going on.
The two old ladies in front were also walking in the same direction, chatting.
The skinny old lady Sun turned into the alley and pushed the door into the second courtyard.
Lian Xiaomin didn't turn inside, but stood at the entrance of the alley and used her mental power to check, because the Duan family was the third courtyard, and there were still four people with red armbands inside.
They smashed everything in the front and back yards, and even dug the ground with shovels, as if they were looking for something.
Isn't this clear? If what the old neighbor next door, Mrs. Sun, is true, the old man of the Duan family, Duan Wenjin, might have a lot of money, all earned when he was making a living in Shanghai!
It is obvious what these people are looking for during the house search.
Out of sympathy, Lian Xiaomin didn't want the family to be broken up by such a thing.
She had seen many similar things before.
If he hadn't rescued them, the nine members of the Pei family in Shanghai, He Yuyi and his two little nephews, and Pang Yikang's family who are still hiding in Jianye County...how many of them would have survived.
It’s all because of the gold, silver and treasures that caused the trouble and attracted the bad guys to target.
However, it is only in this special era that the family's property has become a disaster, how innocent it is.
Lian Xiaomin leaned against the entrance of the alley, pretending to rest, and released his mental power to search the Duan family's yard.
See if there is anything special buried. If there is, she can take action in advance to avoid being dug up by the red armbands. It will be a serious crime and the evidence is solid.
Upon inspection, wow, it really exists!
On the side of their backyard near the utility room, there is a very deep cellar dug underground. The entrance is very hidden and cannot be easily seen.
However, these four men closed the gate and started digging the ground blatantly. How could they not dig out something?
Two of them were in charge of the backyard and had already dug up the entrance to the secret cellar.
"Deputy Director Miao, we've found something here!"
The voice was neither loud nor soft, but it directly attracted a man in his forties wearing glasses in the front yard, who was holding a small shovel in his hand.
"Let me see! Xiao Du, keep your voice down, stop making noise, and keep digging! It seems that what Zou Dongfang reported is not just hearsay, there is some basis for it~"
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