The He family's house was much larger than the Zhao family's. He Shan was surfing the internet in her room, while Zhao Mingming was listening to rock music in the living room. Although the upstairs and downstairs neighbors complained several times, the two young people still did whatever they wanted when their parents weren't home.
He Shan ran out of the bedroom with her phone in her hand: "Mingming, make a sound, make a sound, it's my mom on the phone."
Zhao Mingming hurriedly turned off the volume, and only then did He Shan dare to answer the phone. Otherwise, if He's mother heard that the volume was so loud at home, she would definitely nag. No matter how fearless Zhao Mingming was, he was still afraid of his mother-in-law. Otherwise, if she didn't give him his daughter, he would have no choice but to beg for mercy.
"Mom, stop checking up on us. We're at home, online... What? Someone's attacking you? Where are they? We're coming to help right away." He Shan held her phone in one hand and rushed back to her room to get dressed with the other, while gesturing to Zhao Mingming to get ready as well.
Zhao Mingming leaped over the sofa in the living room, then somersaulted into He Shan's bedroom, quickly putting on his clothes. At this moment, He Shan put down her phone and said while nervously dressing, "My parents got into an argument with someone at the farmers' market, and it seems like they even started fighting. They want us to go and help them."
The fact that Zhao Mingming dared to beat Yang Peng so badly not only proves that Yang Peng was indeed a despicable bastard, but also fully demonstrates that he himself is a warmonger. Otherwise, not just anyone could beat another person up like that. Even if the hatred is deep, some people would never dare to fight their enemies in their entire lives, and some even faint at the sight of blood.
The two drove off, and Zhao Qiang and Zhao Ling went upstairs. Naturally, no one answered the door when they knocked. Helpless, Zhao Ling could only call He Shan. Zhao Mingming still didn't have a cell phone. It wasn't that he didn't have money; the 10,000 yuan he took from Zhao Qiang last time was enough to buy a phone. It was just that He Shan wouldn't let him buy one. Zhao Mingming was obedient and stayed by He Shan's side every day, not going anywhere. Judging from their appearances, the two were indeed very close.
After putting away her phone, Zhao Ling said to Zhao Qiang, "Hurry downstairs and go to the Dongqi Road Farmers Market."
Zhao Qiang asked, "Going to buy New Year's goods?" With the New Year approaching, going to the farmers' market at this time must mean buying New Year's goods.
Zhao Ling said, "What a worrying thing. Judging from what He Shan said, it seems like she's gone to fight again."
Zhao Qiang grinned bitterly. This brother-in-law was a real headache. The last matter had just been resolved, and now he was getting into another fight. If he dared to bully others, he wouldn't let him off easily.
The X5 headed straight for the Dongqi Road Farmers Market. In the car, Tang Ziliang said ingratiatingly, "The Dongqi Road Farmers Market is under the jurisdiction of our branch. I can settle things with just one phone call."
Zhao Ling said, "Stop it, don't alarm the leaders. Let's go see what's going on."
Mr. and Mrs. He were also thrifty people. These days, the National Development and Reform Commission kept raising oil prices, saying on the surface that they wouldn't allow peanut oil, instant noodles, or anything else to go up in price. But if the price of gasoline and diesel for transport trucks went up, other products would lose money if the merchants didn't raise their prices. So, prices still went up. Therefore, when buying New Year's goods, Mr. and Mrs. He were very picky. They even went to eight different stores to buy pig trotters for making frozen food.
"Are you going to buy it or not? If you're not going to buy it, stop rummaging through my things, okay?" The shop owner felt that the couple was being too picky, so he started to ask them to leave.
Mother He said, "Of course we'll buy them, but your hussy isn't very clean, and the price is high. Can we pick a few that look better?"
Seeing that his stall was in disarray and that Mr. and Mrs. He hadn't bought much, the shop owner was furious. He yelled, "Who the hell are you calling a slut? You're the one who's a whore!" It turned out the shop owner was associating the pig's trotters with himself. In reality, Mrs. He hadn't meant it that way; she had just simplified the word a bit.
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Volume 2 [495] Find a place to spend the New Year
【495】Find a place to spend the New Year
When his wife was being scolded, Mr. He couldn't remain silent. He said, "How can you scold people like that?"
The boss said, "Swearing? If anyone's swearing, it was you who swore at me first."
Mother He said, "Who insulted you? I said pig's trotters. You misheard, what does it have to do with us?"
The owner came out of his stall carrying a butcher's knife and said menacingly, "You think you're so right?"
Mr. and Mrs. He backed away in fright: "What? You want to kill someone?"
At this moment, a familiar stall owner stepped forward to break up the fight, and the butcher's knife was taken from the owner's hand. Once this thing goes berserk, the people around it will also suffer. There are many such reports in the media. There have even been cases of people running into the police station and stabbing several people. That kind of courage is really amazing. I guess he was blinded by rage at that time.
Mr. and Mrs. He wanted to leave, and given the shop owner's attitude, they obviously couldn't buy any more of his goods. But now the shop owner was sticking with Mr. and Mrs. He. He blocked their way and said, "Want to leave? There's no such thing as leaving without buying anything. You have to buy my goods today, or I won't let you leave."
Father He said, "You're forcing people to buy? Do you think you're some kind of bandit or tyrant?"
The boss, with his head held high, said, "I'm a bandit and a tyrant, so what?"
Mr. He said, "If you don't move aside, we'll call the police."
The boss said, "Go ahead and report it. The police station is like my home. If you report it, I'll report it too. Whose opinion matters?"
Mr. He really didn't believe in this superstition, so he took out his phone and dialed the police. Just as he hung up, the boss called in and said, "Brother, it's me. Don't worry about the police report from the Dongqi Road farmers' market. I can handle it."
The shop owner, after putting down his phone, said smugly to Mr. He, "You can wait. I'll let you wait until dark, and no police will come."
Mr. He trembled as he watched. It turned out that this boss had connections in the government. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. Is there any law left in this world?
Mother He pulled Father He along and said, "Let's go. It's not worth arguing with someone like him."
The two tried to leave, but the shopkeeper wouldn't let them: "Leave? I already said, you're not leaving without buying anything."
Enraged by the boss's arrogance, Mr. He shoved him. The boss, a burly man, was clearly not a good person. If Mr. He hadn't shoved him, things would have been fine, but this gave the boss an excuse. He shoved Mr. He hard with his palm. With his size, the result was naturally different. Mr. He was pushed to the ground with a thud, unable to get up for a moment. He rubbed his buttocks, grimacing and gasping for breath, worried that he might have broken his buttocks.
Mrs. He anxiously pulled Mr. He: "Old He, Old He, how are you? Are you alright?"
The boss, hands on his hips, said, "Hurry up and pay up! You've been rummaging around for ages, and you think you can just walk away like that? Don't even think about it!"
Suddenly, a man rushed out from the crowd of onlookers and charged at the shop owner. The owner, caught off guard, stumbled backward and fell to the ground. The man then began punching and kicking him, cursing repeatedly: "Fuck your grandpa! You dare touch my father-in-law? You don't want to live anymore!"
He's mother and daughter pulled He's father up with all their might. He's father said anxiously, "Don't let Mingming fight, there are people around."
Just then, police sirens wailed, and they arrived. It was unclear whether the newcomers were good or bad. The call was made by He's mother, but the domineering boss had previously told his inside contact not to pay attention, yet for some reason they still came.
"What's going on?" Several police officers pushed through the crowd of onlookers.
At this moment, He Shan had already pulled Zhao Mingming away. The boss got up from the ground. He was attacked by Zhao Mingming suddenly. Otherwise, he would not have been unable to beat Zhao Mingming. In terms of physique, Zhao Mingming was slightly inferior to him. In terms of strength, he was no weaker than Zhao Mingming. "Brother, these people hit me!" The boss's relatives arrived. He Shan's parents were very nervous.
The lead policeman stepped forward, hands on his hips, and yelled, "I think you're all just bored out of your minds. Take them all back. Since you love to fight, let them fight until they're done. You don't like the New Year, fine. I'll find you a place."
Several police officers stepped forward to arrest him. Zhao Mingming naturally resisted, but He Shan yelled at him twice, and Zhao Mingming had no choice but to surrender. He Shan said, "Sister Zhao Ling and her husband are on their way, so don't cause any more trouble."
Hearing that her sister and brother-in-law had arrived, Zhao Mingming felt more confident and reached out to the police, saying, "Arrest them. Let me tell you, it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. Don't blame me for not giving you a heads-up."
A police auxiliary officer stepped forward, ready to kick Zhao Mingming: "You damn god!" Zhao Mingming dodged the kick; these auxiliary officers were not as skilled as him.
Another auxiliary police officer advised, "Hurry up and handcuff him and take him away. It's almost Chinese New Year, who has time to dawdle here?"
Zhao Mingming said to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, "Let's go spend the New Year at the police station. Who can stand it later?"
The lead policeman seemed a little unsure of himself. He looked at the butcher, as if asking about the origins of these people. The butcher shook his head: "They're just customers buying pig's trotters. They're so picky, they're probably nothing special. You can arrest them without worry."
Zhao Mingming got into the police car on her own initiative, and kept saying, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't be late for dinner."
The lead policeman was furious with Zhao Mingming. He waved his hand and said, "I'll take them back. I don't believe it. You want dinner? I'll starve you until tomorrow. Let's see how smug you are then."
The butcher gave Mr. and Mrs. He a sneer and said provocatively, "I told you not to call the police, but you wouldn't listen. Now you know how powerful I am."
Mr. He asked the police officer in charge, "Why don't you arrest him?"
The police officer in charge said, "He's my brother. Do you think I should arrest him?"
Father He angrily retorted, "So you're all in cahoots?"
The police officer in charge said, "You guessed right, but it's too late. Come with me. If the situation is serious, you'll have to spend the New Year in detention."
The police car sped away with the four members of the He family. Before the crowd had dispersed, Zhao Qiang and his three companions arrived. At this moment, the butcher was still boasting to the audience: "My brothers, aren't they amazing? They can't beat me in a fight. They'll be locked up for a few days."
Tang Ziliang got out of the car with a gloomy face. Zhao Qiang said to him, "Is this the area under your jurisdiction? Why are you only arresting one person for fighting?"
Tang Ziliang took two steps forward and slapped the butcher across the face, cursing, "Damn it!" Tang Ziliang's rank was higher than those who had just responded to the call, so he was even more arrogant than the ordinary police officers.
The butcher didn't recognize Tang Ziliang, and was naturally furious after being slapped. He grabbed a butcher's knife and pointed it at Tang Ziliang, saying, "Are you looking for death? You even dare to hit me?"
The other person had a knife, and Tang Ziliang certainly wasn't going to be foolish enough to let them stab him. He suddenly pulled out a gun from his waist and pointed it at the butcher's head. The butcher was terrified: "No, no, no, who are you? Is this gun real or fake?" There are two kinds of people who would dare to use a gun in such a public place: one is a high-ranking police officer, and the other is a serious criminal.
Tang Ziliang didn't answer him, and slapped him again, still cursing, "Come back to the station with me." Now the butcher knew that this was a high-ranking policeman, not a bandit or robber.
The scene took an unexpected turn. The surrounding crowd was initially puzzled, then burst into laughter. Someone asked the butcher, "Didn't you say your brother was tough? How come you got beaten up? Why don't you call someone to arrest him?"
The butcher, undeterred, asked, "Who are you? My brother is the captain of this branch of the police station. Hitting me is disrespecting him."
Tang Ziliang said, "Believe it or not, I'll slap him in the face too in a bit."
The butcher covered his face and said, "You're bragging." If the other party hadn't had a gun, he would have pounced on him and fought to the death.
Tang Ziliang didn't waste any more words with the butcher, and brandished his gun: "Get in the car or I'll force you."
A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle. The butcher had no choice but to get in the car. The fact that the other party dared to take him to the police station meant that he was more powerful than his brother. This time, he was probably in trouble.
At the branch office, Zhao Mingming comforted Mr. and Mrs. He: "Uncle, Aunt, don't be afraid."
Father He said, "How can you not be afraid? You shouldn't have asked to come here. Isn't that foolish?"
Zhao Mingming said, "Uncle, you don't understand, these policemen are afraid of my brother-in-law."
He Shan also vouched for Zhao Mingming: "That's right, Dad. Didn't I tell you before? Mingming beat up the son of the director of the enterprise management office and got away with it. This is nothing. His sister and brother-in-law will be here soon and everything will be fine."
Someone pushed the door open and entered. He probably heard the last few words and sneered, "Nothing to worry about? You're dreaming. The bureau is cracking down on crime during the Spring Festival, and you've just walked right into it. You've been involved in a brawl and caused trouble. Tell me, how many more charges should I add to your list so you can stay in the detention center until the fifteenth of the first lunar month?"
Zhao Mingming sneered: "Brother, you'd better have your boss take a look. I'm not an ordinary person."
The policeman who came in almost fainted: "You're not an ordinary person? Then I'm an extraordinary person too. You brat, are you talking nonsense?"
Zhao Mingming said, "I won't argue with you. You'd better have Wang Yifan come over."
Mr. He scolded Zhao Mingming: "You think you can just call Director Wang by his name like that?" Mr. He did know the names of the leaders in Baiyuan City.
Zhao Mingming spat: "Pah! What's so great about Wang Yifan?"
The police officer who came in was angry and slammed his fist on the table: "I'm warning you, if you slander Director Wang, you might not be released until next summer."
Zhao Mingming shouted, "If you've got the guts, call him here! I'd spit in his face right now!"
The policeman grabbed an electric baton; he could no longer tolerate Zhao Mingming's attitude and was prepared to take him down first to stop him from arguing, and also to give the others a warning.
Thump, thump, thump. Tense footsteps came from outside. The policeman holding the stun gun stopped and opened the door to look down the hallway. He saw Director Liu running towards them at top speed, shouting as he ran, "Did you bring back a guy named Zhao Mingming?"
The policeman didn't know the name of the person inside. The captain just told him to fix him up properly and then release him. Actually, saying he would keep him until a certain day or even the New Year was just to scare people. Detaining someone who doesn't meet the conditions for detention would cause a lot of trouble in the future.
Volume 2 [496] We should support Asia, Africa and Latin America
[496] Consider this support for Asia, Africa and Latin America.
Chief Liu of the branch office was overweight, but he was running with all his might, like a cannonball. Seeing the police officers peeking around without answering him, he was panting and annoyed: "I'm asking you, did you arrest someone named Zhao Mingming?"
Only then did the policeman realize that Director Liu was talking to him, and he stammered, "N-no, I don't know."
Director Liu kicked the policeman aside: "Get out of here, you're all talk and no action, you're good for nothing."
The policeman wasn't actually hurt by the kick, but he was embarrassed. However, since Director Liu was his superior, he could only swallow his anger and step aside to let Director Liu pass. Director Liu straightened his smile, pushed open the door, and sure enough, there he was—Tang Ziliang had said on the phone that the branch office had brought Zhao Mingming back, and here he was, squatting in the room.
"Zhao, you're here again." Director Liu said with a grin, hoping to break the ice with a joke.
Zhao Mingming glanced at Director Liu and said, "Who are you? I don't know you." Zhao Mingming was indeed not familiar with Director Liu, but Zhao Qiang and Zhao Ling were. They hadn't settled accounts with Director Liu for betraying Yang Yuhai by tipping him off last time.
Director Liu chuckled and said, "I'm a branch office leader. I heard there was a misunderstanding, so I came to check on the situation. Men, quickly loosen everyone's handcuffs. What's going on? These people look like honest kids; how can you arrest them arbitrarily?"
Director Liu's attitude surprised Mr. and Mrs. He. Could it be that their son-in-law really had some important background? Otherwise, why would a branch bureau chief need to curry favor with him?
In truth, Director Liu had no intention of currying favor with Zhao Mingming, but Wang Yifan and Zhang Feng were both flattering him. What was Director Liu compared to them? Moreover, he knew all about what Director Liu had done behind the scenes and was afraid that Zhao Qiang might come after him one day. He was already anxious, and then his subordinates, who were blind to the situation, brought Zhao Mingming back. If the incident at the municipal bureau were to repeat itself at the branch office, he would become famous and would definitely lose his job and take the blame.