"Okay, should I prepare something later?"
"Just give me the cash."
Li Dagang did whatever the bureau chief told him to do. Around 10 a.m., the two went to Director Zhou's house, paid their respects, offered condolences, and said a few words of comfort to Zhou's eldest son before leaving.
It's true what they say, "When people leave, the tea grows cold." Even though it's been three days since Zhou Ting died, very few people have come. There are only a few relatives of the Zhou family in the front hall. Almost none of Zhou Ting's friends are here. Madam Zhou keeps her head down, and it's impossible to tell whether she's sad or not. In fact, she probably isn't sad at all.
Now that her husband is gone, she can raise her son and live her own life without having to worry about those concubines anymore.
So, men, you should be more focused, otherwise when you die, you won't even have anyone to truly cry for you.
...
After leaving the Zhou family, Qiu Juncheng went to Luo Ting's place right on time. When he arrived, he pretended to be sick and looked weak, which made Luo Siyuan feel a little guilty.
He's only been out of work for seven days and has only had one night to rest, so it's a bit unfair of him to bring him to work.
Then, Qiu Juncheng, who had only been at work for half a day, was sent home by Luo Siyuan to rest. Well, of course, he was given lunch.
With her man back, Ning Yan relaxed completely and acted more recklessly. That night, she stormed in and out of the Eight Great Hutongs, dressed in red, killing Koreans and Japanese without batting an eye. When chased by patrol officers, she simply jumped over walls to escape, driving the officers chasing her crazy.
Because this time she even started killing the owners of opium dens, two opium dens closed down the next day.
But Ning Yan's movements did not stop.
For the next month, Ning Yan was on the move almost every day, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night. Anyone who got her eye on was doomed; there were only two words for them: death!
Because of a wasp, the West District police were running themselves ragged, the opium den owners in the Eight Great Hutongs were so scared that they closed their doors, and even brothels were affected, with a sharp decrease in customers.
In any case, she single-handedly dragged down the GDP of the opium dens in the Eight Great Hutongs.
According to reliable sources (according to Qiu Juncheng's statistics), because her methods were too brutal, many opium den owners were so frightened that they either closed down their shops or left, and many South Korean businessmen rushed back to South Korea with their assets.
Business in the Eight Great Hutongs was affected, and the Japanese devils went on a rampage, arresting people on the streets, but unfortunately, they couldn't find the ghost no matter how many they arrested.
Ning Yan was quite pleased with herself, so that night she killed two more opium den owners.
The West District Chief is going crazy. Couldn't this damn wasp be sent to someone else? Why does it have to be in the West District?
However, he was quick-witted. In broad daylight, he led his men to investigate opium dens. No matter who was behind them, they were all shut down and forbidden to open!
That night, the wasps did not appear in the Eight Great Hutongs.
The West District Chief breathed a sigh of relief. In order to ensure that his life would be so good in the future, he led his men to ban smoking in his jurisdiction every day. The West District was transformed from a gathering place for opium dens into the cleanest place in Beiping.
But the Japanese were certainly not satisfied with what he did. All the officers in the Beiping police system were summoned to a meeting, and the chief of the West District Police Station was cursed by the Japanese. However, the ghost appeared!
That was a truly earth-shattering blow!
The Japanese man who chaired the meeting (and was in charge of the verbal abuse) was splattered with blood and died on the spot!
People in the meeting scattered in fright. Luo Siyuan was closest to the Japanese and was so scared that his legs went weak. It was Qiu Juncheng who went against the tide and dragged him out of the meeting room. Afterwards, Luo Siyuan hugged Qiu Juncheng and kept calling him his brother.
The Japanese have become more obedient.
No one dared to stop the smoking ban in the West End anymore.
The ghost is still in Beiping! Because of the wasps causing trouble every day, they've all forgotten about the ghost!
Now they can't forget it even if they want to; the ghosts will make them remember.
Two days later, Luo Siyuan personally presided over a meeting to ban smoking, and smoking was banned throughout Beiping. You little Japanese won't allow it? Do you want to die?
As soon as the no-smoking campaign began, the wasps indeed stopped appearing. Well, mainly because the wasps were pregnant and a bit lazy, they didn't want to move.
...
As the Lunar New Year approached, the weather grew colder day by day, making life even more difficult for ordinary people in Beiping.
That day, Ning Yan planned to go for a stroll in the street. The rickshaw driver was only wearing a thin coat with several thin clothes underneath. His hands were so cold they were purple and covered in cuts.
"It's so hot, why aren't you wearing something warmer?"
The driver sighed, "I pawned my cotton-padded coat last year, thinking I could earn enough money this year to redeem it in winter, but..."
Not only did he fail to earn it back, his family almost starved to death. He's wearing all the clothes he can, but he's still cold. The rest of his family doesn't go out in the winter.
Ning Yan frowned. The lives of ordinary people were getting harder and harder. After a year of hard work, they couldn't even afford a cotton-padded coat. And that was for rickshaw pullers. Some didn't even have a job. She didn't know how they were going to survive.
Upon arrival, Ning Yan didn't let the driver leave. "I've booked your car for today. Come in with me."
One person's strength is really limited; she can only help as many people as she can.
Do you think pulling a rickshaw is easy? No, according to statistics, rickshaw pullers have a very short lifespan. The long hours of hard labor cause them to develop many occupational diseases. Some people think that they can save up as much money as possible while they are young and then change jobs when they get older. But in reality, most of the time they can only do this job because they can never save enough money!
Many times, they can't even earn enough for their own meals after a day's work.
The people are suffering, the nation is suffering, and the cause of this suffering is the invaders, the Japanese!
Why do Chinese people still harbor hatred towards Japan decades later?
Because the disaster they brought to this country was too great!
My hands are itching again.
However, she is three months pregnant now and it is not suitable for her to undergo surgery or gun work, so she has to wait.
The coachman didn't understand why he was being asked to come in.
But he soon understood.
This is a store that sells cotton-padded coats.
As soon as Ning Yan entered, she asked the shop assistant to pick out a cotton-padded coat and a pair of cotton gloves for the coachman.
"Madam, I... I can't afford it."
“I didn’t ask you to buy it, but you’re pulling the cart for me. I can’t just stand by and watch you freeze to death in front of me.”
The coachman almost knelt down, but Ning Yan grabbed him, saying, "No, don't shorten my lifespan."
"Madam, I... I thank you. You are the greatest philanthropist in the world..."
"Don't say anything more, hurry up and try on the clothes. Once you're dressed, come back and carry my bag. I have a lot of things to buy today."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away."
The lad looked at the rickshaw driver with envy. This silly guy had met a benefactor on his journey. He was wearing a cotton-padded coat. It would be enough to hire him for a month, let alone a day!
The driver quickly changed his clothes, and Ning Yan paid him directly after asking him for directions. Afterwards, Ning Yan bought several sets of cotton-padded coats and a considerable amount of New Year's goods. It was almost December, and although she couldn't go back to her hometown, she could send the New Year's goods back. (End of Chapter)
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