Men and women eating in the courtyard

In the early 1960s, the "Four Major Vegetable Markets" became famous in the 49 cities.

In this era where everything requires planning, the four major vegetable markets can be regarded as a shopping paradise for the general public.

They include: Xidan Vegetable Market on the west side of Xidan North Street Road, Dongdan Vegetable Market on the south side of Dongdan Ertiao Road, Chongwenmen Vegetable Market on the southwest corner of Chongwenmen intersection, and Chaonei Vegetable Market at the north entrance of Huabang Hutong in Chaoyangmen.

Residents of Nanluogu Lane, where Li Xuewu's family is located, mostly go to Chaonei Vegetable Market.

The four major vegetable markets were built after the public-private partnership and flourished in the era of the planned economy of "ticket-based ownership".

Beijing people who live a rigorous and uncompromising life cannot live without the vegetable market for a day, and there are many ways and rules in it.

Li Xuewu didn't know much about these rules, because the age when he went to the vegetable market with his grandma was when Li Xuewu was naughty.

But the few words the family members said at the dinner table also let Li Xuewu know all about the fireworks in this market.

For example, the wet market does not sell tea.

There are few idiots who go to the wet market to buy tea, and that’s just a stick.

This is because tea is "delicate" and can easily absorb the smell of other foods and affect its own quality. Therefore, major wet markets generally do not sell tea.

People in Beijing will never go to the wet market to buy tea. Even if they buy "high broken tea" for a few cents or a tael, they will only recognize those century-old tea brands.

This is also the last stubbornness of the Beijing people towards tea. Rice may be a bit lacking, but tea is a necessity of life.

"I said! Make the pot hot!~~~"

"Tea can improve eyesight."

Don't believe this grandson, people from Beijing are not like this. This is just sensationalism.

No one would talk to his wife like this in the courtyard without making people laugh to death.

You are so drunk that you are still pretending to be a prince. What is this if it is not a stick?

No Beijing native would rub tea leaves into his eyes.

This is not called improving eyesight, this is called self-mutilation.

I don’t know whether drinking tea can improve eyesight, but if you drink too much water, you will urinate a lot, your metabolism will increase, your liver fire may be weakened, and your eyes will feel better.

But this is a series of health care measures, not a prescription for treating diseases.

For example, if this grandson's father dies, and you pour him a ton of tea and water, should he get angry or stunned?

For another example, in any vegetable market, the counter selling pork and the counter selling beef and mutton must be in separate corners, and the distance between them should be as far as possible.

This is obviously to take care of the religious beliefs and living habits of Muslim customers.

The counter selling beef and mutton has a halal food sign hanging in a prominent position, which is called "Jingdua" in Beijing dialect.

The Shahada written in Arabic script indicates that the meat products sold here comply with religious regulations and the majority of Muslims can buy them with confidence.

In the era of planned economy, queuing was a common sight in major vegetable markets.

Every holiday morning, before the vegetable market opens, there will be a long queue of customers outside. There is a queue to buy pork, a queue to buy beef and mutton, a queue to buy aquatic products, a queue to buy live poultry, and even tofu has to be queued in a separate queue.

That's why the third uncle didn't believe it when Silly Zhu said that his chicken was bought from the vegetable market.

No one believes it, no one has ever queued up.

There are many people queuing up, but basically everyone can buy the goods they need, because now they are supplied with tickets and can only be purchased according to the quota in the "Residents' Non-staple Food Book".

In the 1950s, Li Xuewu still remembered that the supply of eggs for Beijing residents was 1 catty per household per month, about 8 eggs, but after 1960, ordinary citizens could not buy them.

Even though things are getting better now, the supply of meat and eggs has still not recovered.

This is why Wen Saner can maintain eggs as a "pillar industry".

Eggs are okay, that is, children and the elderly need them, but meat is something that people cannot help but eat. Children of all ages want to eat meat.

To buy pork, you need a meat ticket, and people often ask the meat salesperson to "Excuse me, please give me more fat."

The reason why I want more fat is to make lard at home, stir-fry vegetarian vegetables to have a meaty taste, or eat fried dregs.

In addition, to buy beef and mutton, you need a household registration book to take care of the Hui people; if you want to buy brown sugar if you have a pregnant woman or a newborn at home, you need a certificate from the hospital.

There are many people in Sijiucheng, and the people in Sijiucheng are delicious. I queued for an hour just to buy two taels of meat, and I didn’t feel tired.

After Sijiucheng experienced the baptism of war, the people's perception of this place changed day by day.

For example, a tea shop appears near a wet market.

The new people of this era talk about the concept that one person can conquer nature.

You said tea leaves smell bad, so I must make this tea smell bad.

Li Xuewu took Yan Jiecheng out of Wu Yutai, a time-honored tea shop, and walked towards the vegetable market with his face turned to the sky and his hands behind his back.

Yan Jiecheng carried a bag of tea and followed Li Xuewu like a dog-legger. Seeing that Li Xuewu didn't look back, he started to act arrogantly.

The people queuing up at the vegetable market also looked this way in surprise.

Where did the two grandsons come from? Their walkways looked like crabs. I don’t know, they thought there was something wrong with their hip bones.

Especially the "hairy crab" walking in front, his face was full of gangsterism, his mouth was slightly curled, and he was wearing black sunglasses.

It is said that the gangster look on this "hairy crab's" face has something to do with the scar on his face. Who would be a good person to leave a scar on his face?

This grandson might have been stabbed by someone.

If the "hairy crab" in front does not look like a good person, then the "hermit crab" behind him deserves the most credit.

How many years has it been since liberation? Where did the young master Yangzi come from and come out with a bitch?

Just watch this "hermit crab" pick up a paper bag with his fingers and follow the steps of the "hairy crab".

When the "hairy crab" turns back, this "hermit crab" must be smiling and ready, and from time to time he will bend slightly and nod in agreement.

When the "hairy crab" turned around and walked forward, the "hermit crab" immediately stopped smiling and put on an expression that said no strangers should enter.

That is to say, Li Xuewu is not crazy yet, and Yan Jiecheng is not crazy yet, otherwise he would have to shout: "Chief Li, please get out of the way~"

Outsiders see Yan Jiecheng as a bitch and a hermit crab, but in Yan Jiecheng's own heart, he is a "seventh grade official".

Li Xuewu is very different today, at least in Yan Jiecheng's eyes.

Yu Li originally planned to ask Yan Jiecheng to follow Director Wang in to go through the housing procedures, but as soon as she said a few words, she saw Director Wang coming.

Li Xuecai said hello and walked inside, but Li Xuewu came out before taking two steps and directly took Yan Jiecheng out.

Yan Jiecheng knew that he had a mission in Xidan today, but he didn't expect Li Xuewu to walk in so arrogantly to investigate.

On weekdays, Li Xuewu looks either calm or cruel, but today I saw Li Xuewu's free and unrestrained side.

Li Xuewu contacted Shen Fang before coming to the market. I wonder if the news was leaked and all these grandchildren were missing.

Shen Fang and others have been squatting in front of the house of Zhu Laoba and others all morning. They saw many people, but Zhu Laoba and others were nowhere to be seen.

Li Xuewu looked at his watch. It was almost ten o'clock, and the prime time for arrest was about to pass.

But Shen Fang had already done his best, and Li Xuewu couldn't push him any further.

There was no shortage of manpower there, so Li Xuewu took Yan Jiecheng to wander around the Xidan vegetable market.

I didn't expect to find any clues from here, I just wanted to see the environment here.

What’s more, when people pass by, they leave their names, and when geese pass by, they leave their voices.

Since Fu Changhua is eating here, there must be some connection between the beginning and the end.

No, Li Xuewu has discovered Fu Changhua's tail.

You can also see green at the vegetable market in winter, not just green, but also fruits.

This is not new. There have been greenhouses in the suburbs of Beijing since 1956.

But it's not covered with plastic film, but with glass, a wooden frame, and inlaid with large pieces of glass.

The water supply inside is not pumped up by electric water pumps, but by donkey carts.

Apart from these differences, the greenhouses in the suburbs of Beijing are no different from today.

So it’s not surprising that watermelons, cantaloupes and other round fruits are now on display in the vegetable market.

Surprisingly, there were not many people at the melon and fruit stalls.

The queue in front of the pork stall has reached the gate, and no one is here to look at it, let alone ask questions.

But those people in line focused their eyes on the two mallets as they walked past.

For no other reason than to see if this grandson dares to actually buy those watermelons.

Li Xuewu pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked the salesperson selling watermelon, "How do you sell this watermelon?"

The salesperson glanced at Li Xuewu and saw that his grandson was even more proud than himself, especially because he was wearing sunglasses in this dark market all year round.

“5 points”

As he spoke, the salesperson said with some disdain: "I want a ticket."

Li Xuewu looked at the impatient salesperson, turned back to Yan Jiecheng with a smile and said, "Tickets? Hahaha."

When Yan Jiecheng saw Li Xuewu sneer, he also sneered twice, with a mocking look on his face.

In fact, Yan Jiecheng didn't know what Li Xuewu was laughing at, but since the "prime minister" laughed, then the "seventh grade official" naturally had to laugh.

Yan Jiecheng felt that he had touched the essence of human nature.

"Okay, I want a ticket."

Li Xuewu grinned, nodded, and asked, "Does your melon stay ripe?"

The salesperson was stunned for a moment, and then said confidently: "It's ripe, it's all picked in the shed."

The salesperson was also frightened by Li Xuewu. He really thought that Li Xuewu had a ticket and was willing to buy it.

"Okay, pick one for me"

"Okay"

This melon salesman has been sitting here for almost three or four months. Since the watermelon gardening was closed, this melon stall is the only one left in the Xidan vegetable market.

The source of watermelons is greenhouses in the suburbs of Beijing.

But there are many people watching here and few buying, so these watermelons often go bad and cannot be sold.

Just think about it, which company can afford to issue tickets for out-of-season fruits?

If you can afford it, you won’t come to the market to buy it yourself.

So the salesperson at this stall basically sleeps every day.

Someone said that since no one is buying, it has caused a waste of personnel and resources, so why not just remove the stall?

No!

Because the four major vegetable markets represent the living standards of residents in the 49 cities, this watermelon stall represents the superiority of socialism.

So even if the watermelon is rotten, the stall cannot be removed.

Now the salesman finally met two two hundred and fifty, but he happily sold melons to him.

After all, I don’t meet many customers in a year, so I am idle.

The salesperson picked a watermelon and weighed it on the scale. It weighed seven pounds and six taels.

"Take a look"

The salesperson asked Li Xuewu to look at the scale, but Li Xuewu waved his hand generously and said, "You can take as much as you want if you don't want to see it."

Okay, this salesperson's impression of Li Xuewu is infinitely close to the thoughts of those people queuing up to see Li Xuewu.

"Okay, seven catties and six taels, Huicheng pays thirty-eight cents, and you have to give me a watermelon ticket for seven catties and six taels."

"not busy"

Li Xuewu didn't rush to say this, but already took the watermelon off the scale.

"Why!"

When the salesperson saw Li Xuewu taking the watermelon away, he said "Hey".

This is against the rules. When selling things here, they give you money and tickets first, and then give you the things.

It was also the first time for the salesperson to see such a mallet. Before even paying, the watermelon was about to be taken away.

But as soon as the salesman shouted, before he could tell you how to take the watermelon away, or if you had to pay first, the mallet hit the watermelon with its fist.

"Click"

Li Xuewu shook the watermelon juice on his hand, ignored the salesman who jumped over from the stall to catch him, put his hands through the crack and broke it on both sides.

"Oh~~~"

Everyone around him exclaimed in surprise at Li Xuewu's behavior.

He said that this person was Bangchui, but he really went to Bangchui. He dared to buy it without asking, and opened the watermelon without paying for it.

Before the exclamation ended, Yan Jiecheng grabbed the salesman who was about to attack Li Xuewu.

"Let go!"

The salesperson was anxious to shake off Yan Jiecheng's hand, but his eyes were looking in the direction of Li Xuewu.

Because the melon hasn't been paid yet, if the two grandsons run away or don't have the money, then the salesperson will be held responsible.

"Which company do you belong to? Why are you so unreasonable? If you pay me, you will open a watermelon."

Li Xuewu held a half-drawn watermelon in one hand and looked at the salesman who was trying to break away from Yan Jiecheng.

"Hey hey hey"

Li Xuewu said impatiently to the salesperson and Yan Jiecheng: "What are you doing? What are you doing with this nonsense in public?"

When Yan Jiecheng saw what Li Xuewu had said, he let go of the salesman.

As soon as the salesman broke free, he walked towards Li Xuewu and said as he walked: "Give me the money!".

"What money ticket?"

Seeing Li Xuewu's innocent expression, the salesperson's lungs were about to burst with anger.

"The watermelon ticket is thirty-five cents, and the watermelon ticket is seven pounds and sixty taels."

Li Xuewu sneered and said: "What money do I give you, and you still have the nerve to ask me for money?"

The salesperson wanted to go up and give Li Xuewu a hard time, but seeing how big and round Li Xuewu was, there was no benefit to be gained from going up to him.

So he wisely stood there and cursed: "Why don't you pay for the watermelon you bought?"

"that is"

"You don't have any money, do you?"

"Shit, it's okay if you don't have money. I'm afraid these two grandsons won't have tickets."

There was a lot of noise here, and the people in the queue started talking about everything, but they all meant the same thing.

That is to condemn Li Xuewu for not giving him money when he buys things.

When the salesperson saw someone expressing support, he said in a very arrogant manner: "Are you going to give it to me? If you don't give it to me, you can call the police."

"Hey hey hey~"

Li Xuewu curled his lips and leaned his hands forward slightly to expose the flesh of the melon to the salesperson.

"Don't talk about calling the police or not. First tell me why you are so unfamiliar."

"Um?"

The salesperson was also dumbfounded, as her grandson's feelings were more serious than her own.

"How do I know if this melon is ripe? This is how we sell it."

The conversation here allowed the onlookers to see clearly the melon in Li Xuewu's hand.

Good guy, the flesh of the melon is still white.

"Grass"

Li Xuewu threw the two pieces of watermelon on the melon stall and said disdainfully: "I asked you whether this melon stays ripe. What the hell did you tell me?"

"this"

The salesperson was also upset. She had never seen anyone like this. Whoever bought a watermelon didn't wrap it up carefully, take it back and eat it carefully.

Even if I encounter a situation where the flesh of the melon is unfamiliar, I will not come back to look for it, and I will not recognize it when I look for it.

But I have never seen anyone opening melons at a melon stall.

For a while, the salesperson didn't know what to do.

There are more and more people around here, and more and more people are watching the fun.

It soon caught the attention of market managers.

"Come on, come on, stop crowding around, let me go in and take a look."

The market manager and two people squeezed into the crowd and saw a man with an unruly look in black sunglasses and a follower standing in front of the melon stall.

The salesperson stared at the two melons with a speechless expression.

Those who watch the excitement around here will never mind the big deal.

Just now, they all condemned Li Xuewu for not paying for his purchases, but now they support Li Xuewu in seeking justice.

"Isn't this a scam?"

"Who says it's not the case? You can't buy watermelon here."

"It's not just watermelons, we have to be careful about the other things we buy soon, and they won't be bad."

As soon as the marketing director came in, he heard a "buzzing" discussion.

"what happened?"

When the salesperson saw the supervisor coming, he quickly walked over and explained to the supervisor: "This man came to buy watermelon and asked me if the watermelon was ripe. I just said it was ripe. It had just been picked from the greenhouse."

Seeing the supervisor frowning, the salesperson looked helpless and said, "Isn't that what we all said?"

The supervisor didn't say anything, but said to the salesperson: "What next?"

"Then the man asked me to pick out a watermelon for him. I weighed it at seven pounds and six taels. But before I could ask him for money, he opened the watermelon while holding it, and then pointed at the unripe melon. He said I lied to him."

Looking at the sad salesperson, the marketing manager also had a constipated expression on his face, which is really rare.

You think the person wearing sunglasses is wrong. They really asked you first. Now there is something wrong with the inspection. There is no way to tell.

Moreover, the marketing manager also noticed that the person wearing sunglasses did not look like a good person. The person with the follower was probably not looking for trouble.

"Comrade, which unit do you belong to?"

Li Xuewu pushed up his glasses with his fingers, glanced at the supervisor a few times, and then asked: "Why are you asking me about my work unit? What? When buying watermelon, do you have to divide it into units? Which unit is not allowed to sell it?"

The marketing manager choked up after hearing what the man in sunglasses said.

"no no"

The supervisor also knew that today he met Bao Mi Nian’s father, Stuzi.

"I'm just asking, what is that?"

Seeing that there were more and more people around, the supervisor quickly said: "We will weigh another watermelon for you. What do you think?"

Li Xuewu looked at the supervisor and asked, "Will the replaced watermelon stay ripe?"

Why do you still say this?

Not only did the salesperson frown, but the supervisor also felt a little bit in his heart. Isn't this person here to cause trouble?

"Guarantee, since we said guarantee, then we must guarantee it."

The manager of the market said to the salesperson: "Weigh another one, make sure it's cooked."

He said this through gritted teeth.

If Li Xuewu hadn't looked like he was easy to mess with, and if he hadn't been watching people around him talking about it, then no matter what he said today, he would have asked the man in sunglasses to make up the money.

Raw melon? Deserve it!

When the salesperson saw that someone was making the decision for her, she changed her mind and walked to the melon stall, confidently picked a watermelon of about the same size and put it on the scale.

"Seven pounds and seven taels"

Li Xuewu ignored the salesman's report, but picked up the watermelon on the scale and smashed it down with his fist again.

This time the salesperson didn't stop me, because the supervisor was standing here and could see everything clearly.

Li Xuewu continued the same action as before, splitting the whole watermelon open with one force of both hands.

"hehe"

Li Xuewu threw the two pieces of watermelon on the melon stall again.

Looking at the white flesh of the melon, the salesperson's face turned pale.

"Oh~~~"

The onlookers here saw all this, especially the unripe watermelon that Li Xuewu broke open again. They couldn't help but be surprised.

"The watermelon of love is full of raw eggs."

“No wonder no one buys it, you’re a liar”

"Isn't this a scam?"

"It's okay, this stall doesn't rip off poor people."

The surrounding chatter not only made the salesperson's face pale, but also made the marketing manager's face look ugly.

Li Xuewu's attitude was secondary, mainly the attitude of the people around him. If this spread, then the Xidan vegetable market would be selling raw melon eggs and deceiving the public. He would be the most likely to be removed.

"Weigh another one"

The salesperson looked at the supervisor who spoke, and hesitantly looked at the pile of watermelons wrapped in quilts.

It seems that these watermelons can eat people, and the salesperson is a little scared.

But with people watching and the owner watching, the salesperson had no choice but to go to the stall and choose the biggest watermelon.

This watermelon comes from a greenhouse, so it's not too big. This big one was reserved by someone else.

If the reservation cannot be sold and handled privately, it is not for sale.

But now at this critical moment, let alone making reservations, let’s get over this situation first.

"Fourteen pounds and three ounces"

This time, before Li Xuewu could reach out, the marketing manager took the initiative to pick up the watermelon on the scale and put it on the table. He cut the watermelon open with a knife from the watermelon stall.

"Ouch!~~~"

The watermelon was opened, with red flesh and dark watermelon seeds inlaid on it, and the outermost layer was wrapped by a layer of green watermelon rind.

The onlookers were already drooling over the watermelon.

"Comrade, what do you think of this?"

The marketing manager asked Li Xuewu with a proud look on his face.

Li Xuewu looked down at the watermelon, then nodded disapprovingly and said, "Since when did melon sellers become proud to find that the watermelon is ripe?"

The proud expression on the marketing manager's face seemed to be frozen by the cold winter outside.

Whether it was the supervisor, the salesperson, or the busybodies onlookers, they all understood the irony in Li Xuewu's words.

Li Xuewu ignored the marketing manager and said to Yan Jiecheng, "Hold him and let's go."

As he spoke, he walked out of the crowd. The onlookers were intimidated by Li Xuewu's aura and moved to both sides to make way for Li Xuewu to pass.

After watching a good show, Yan Jiecheng happily picked up the watermelon on the stall and left with Li Xuewu.

This salesperson is a sensible person.

"Team leader, he hasn't given the money yet."

"Um?"

The market manager glared and shouted at Li Xuewu's back: "Stop, did you give me money? Money and tickets!"

Li Xuewu stopped and turned to the marketing manager and asked, "What money?"

The salesperson didn't wait for the supervisor to speak, and excitedly pointed at the watermelon in Yan Jiecheng's hand and said, "The money for that watermelon in his hand."

Li Xuewu said innocently: "I exchanged the broken watermelon for this watermelon. What should I pay for it?"

The salesperson said angrily: "You didn't pay for the bad one either!"

"It's broken and you still want to ask us for money?"

Yan Jiecheng was about to jump up and bite someone while holding two pieces of watermelon.

"Stop making trouble unreasonably, I understand everything."

Yan Jiecheng glanced at the two people who looked confused, and then said confidently: "If you don't believe me, you can figure it out for yourself, should I give you money for the watermelon in my hand?"

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Not only were these two people blinded, but also those who were watching.

Some people even said in agreement: "Yes, there's nothing wrong with it! You just don't have to pay for it. The watermelons are exchanged for bad watermelons. You don't have to pay for bad watermelons."

Some people who disagreed replied: "That's not true, right? This person took away a watermelon, but this stall didn't receive a penny from it!"

The clever ones had already squeezed in and asked the salesperson who was still thinking hard: "Comrade, is this melon of yours still ripe?"

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The salesperson stared at the person coming, wanting to call him a bastard.

These people really think they are fools and are here to take advantage.

Li Xuewu had already left the crowd before Yan Jiecheng finished speaking.

Yan Jiecheng said the last sentence and followed Li Xuewu out of the circle with his head held high and holding the watermelon.

At this time, Li Xuewu and the others walked around the market again. No matter they were waiting in line or selling vegetables, they no longer looked at Li Xuewu with mocking eyes.

If you dare to mock Li Xuewu again, the watermelon in Yan Jiecheng's hand will be the biggest mockery to these people.

The same goes for Yan Jiecheng. He was afraid that others wouldn't see the two watermelons, so he had to hold them above his head in front of the trophy.

As soon as he took two steps, the voice of the team leader who had just come over to deal with the matter came from behind.

"Comrade, what are you doing?"

Li Xuewu turned around, looked at the team leader, and said proudly: "We are Fu Changhua's and Brother Fu's people."

Just saying this, Li Xuewu stopped caring about him and took Yan Jiecheng to the vegetable market.

Whether they were selling vegetables or tofu, they all looked away when they saw Li Xuewu approaching. They didn't dare to look at Li Xuewu at all. They were afraid that Li Xuewu would come over and ask them whether the eggplant was cooked or not? Does tofu stay cooked or not?

Li Xuewu didn't even think about talking to these people. Instead, he wandered around with his hands behind his back without saying a word.

Yan Jiecheng was tired from lifting it. Although the watermelon was good, it weighed more than ten kilograms, and even a good person couldn't bear it, let alone an empty son like Yan Jiecheng.

While Li Xuewu was wandering around, someone stole a large watermelon from a watermelon stall in the vegetable market where news about the big watermelon had spread throughout the market.

What's even more bizarre is that all this was instigated by Fu Changhua from the labor department.

Those who had good intentions even went around in a big circle to see these two wise men.

At this moment, Li Xuewu and Yan Jiecheng were standing in line in front of the halal mutton stall.

Someone in this team had seen Li Xuewu perform previously, pointing to the watermelon in Yan Jiecheng's hand and bragging to the people around them about their skills.

That expression, that demeanor, as if he got the watermelon.

Li Xuewu's face was pale. Whoever wanted to say that he should go should line up here.

Yan Jiecheng was a little timid.

Not for anything else, because he knew that he was not a Hui, and Li Xuewu was not a Hui, so the two of them could not buy the beef and mutton.

But Li Xuewu was lining up confidently, and looking at the two pieces of watermelon in his hand, Yan Jiecheng chose to shut up.

Now Yan Jiecheng believes that Li Xuewu is a Hui. Maybe it won't be unusual for Li Xuewu to take out a Hui household registration book later.

Just when the queue was about to reach two people, a group of about seven or eight people came in from the market gate.

All of them were strong men, carrying work tools in their hands.

Li Xuewu glanced disdainfully and continued to line up.

Yan Jiecheng didn't have the courage of Li Xuewu. When he saw so many people rushing here, he saw that they were following him.

Anyone who is not stupid knows that it was the watermelon who just blackmailed who caused the trouble.

Yan Jiecheng is not stupid. The two pieces of watermelon he is holding in his hand now seem to be on fire. Yan Jiecheng feels hot to his hands.

People queuing around also saw the clues.

These two grandsons got into trouble. Just saying, is this watermelon so delicious?

Now the people in line are no longer queuing up, and they all distance themselves from Li Xuewu, preparing to watch the excitement again.

When Li Xuewu saw the people in front of him leaving, he took a step forward, came to the stall, and said to the salesperson: "Bring me two kilograms of mutton and two kilograms of beef, and charge them all to my brother's account."

Of course, the salesperson would not pay attention to Li Xuewu's crazy talk. Not to mention whether Li Xuewu had money and a household registration book, just because the grandson had a quarrel with the watermelon stall, the stall here would not tolerate him.

The salesperson didn't look at Li Xuewu, but looked behind Li Xuewu.

The group behind Li Xuewu stopped not far away and let the leading man walk past.

"Comrade, I have good beef and mutton there. Follow me to get it."

"oh?"

Li Xuewu looked back at the big man with a fierce face and asked playfully: "Is what you said true?"

"real"

The big man nodded and said with a smile: "It's in the alley behind. You'll know when you go take a look."

"division"

Yan Jiecheng wanted to remind Li Xuewu not to go, but just as he was about to call the section chief, he remembered that when he got off the bus, Li Xuewu told him not to call the section chief.

This put Yan Jiecheng in a dilemma. What would he be called if he wasn't a section chief?

Called Li Xuewu, isn't that just asking for bad luck?

Just when Yan Jie was in trouble, Li Xuewu had already agreed to the big man's suggestion and was going to follow him to the backyard to get beef and mutton.

Before leaving, Li Xuewu said to Yan Jiecheng: "I'm going to buy a few kilograms of beef and mutton. You just stand here and don't move."

After finishing speaking, Li Xuewu followed the big man into the alley behind.

Naturally, Yan Jiecheng couldn't tell what Li Xuewu's words were, but he knew that following these big men into the alley behind would be bad.

But Li Xuewu asked him to wait, so he could only wait.

After Li Xuewu left, the men who came with him followed Li Xuewu into the alley.

When passing by Yan Jiecheng, these people glanced at the watermelon in his hand.

Yan Jiecheng broke into a cold sweat. What does this mean?

Are you going to clean up yourself after cleaning up Li Xuewu?

Yan Jiecheng wanted to explain to these people that he was just a follower and that he had nothing to do with him.

The people who had just avoided came over again and started queuing up again, the order did not change, it was orderly.

Yan Jiecheng stood beside the team whether he was leaving or not.

The eyes of these people looking at Yan Jiecheng also revealed that they were gloating about his misfortune.

Now they look at Yan Jiecheng like a puppy abandoned by its owner.

The alley where Li Xuewu and the others went is not far from here and can be seen from the vegetable market.

So Yan Jiecheng kept staring there, and whenever a group of people stood up, he would throw away the watermelon and run away.

As for Li Xuewu, he deserved to die.

Blackmailing someone's watermelon deserves to be beaten.

"Ah!~~~"

"Wocao~~~"

Yan Jiecheng's ears moved, as if he heard something.

Those in line also looked toward the alley.

Only when Yan Jiecheng saw the actions of these people did he know that he was not hallucinating, and that there was definitely a fight over there.

While Yan Jiecheng was waiting anxiously, and while others were watching, the voices in the alley finally stopped.

The man who came out of the alley almost made Yan Jiecheng throw away the watermelon and run away.

Fortunately, Yan Jiecheng had good eyesight. When he saw the man coming out, his eyes were dull, and he didn't look like he had won the battle.

"Clang~"

The people watching the excitement were already ready to mock Li Xuewu and the two, but they never expected that before the man walked out of the alley, he fell straight to the ground before he even took two steps.

And the silly boy who followed the group in just now walked out from behind this man.

I saw Li Xuewu wiping his glasses with a handkerchief as he walked out. The leather jacket on his body was not dirty, and he looked calm and leisurely.

When it was almost before Yan Jiecheng's eyes, Li Xuewu put on his glasses again.

"What are you looking at?"

“Didn’t see anything”

Li Xuewu ignored Yan Jiecheng and walked out of the market gate. As he walked, he said: "Hold the watermelon firmly."

"Hey hey"

Yan Jiecheng came back to his senses and looked at the alley. Knowing that Li Xuewu had won the battle now, he immediately returned to his dog-legged manner and nodded in agreement.

When Li Xuewu's back was turned to him, Yan Jiecheng put on a arrogant expression and glanced at the people around him, then lifted up the watermelon in his hand and walked out.

After leaving the gate, Li Xuewu went directly to the jeep. In the alley behind, these warm-hearted brothers took the initiative to tell the reason why Fu Changhua and others did not show up after having a cordial conversation with Li Xuewu.

"Call duty car No. 1, call duty car No. 1, please answer when you receive it."

Li Xuewu held his hand and prepared to greet Shen Fang. He thought Shen Fang was squatting and had to call a few times. Unexpectedly, he got through after just one call.

"Duty car No. 1 has been received, please speak"

Li Xuewu wiped the remaining blood on the back of his hand with water from the bottle, and then said to the stage: "Let's arrange the monitoring work. I found this group of people."

"received"

Shen Fang replied quickly, and then asked: "Shall we go find you now? Where should we meet?"

Li Xuewu thought for a while and said: "Then let's meet at Tianqiao'er. These grandsons are going to divide the spoils at the barbecue restaurant near the Temple of Heaven."

"received"

Shen Fang agreed and went to execute it.

Li Xuewu put down his handset and saw Yan Jiecheng looking helplessly at the two pieces of watermelon in his hand, not knowing how to put them.

"you're so dumb"

Li Xuewu got out of the car and opened the back seat for Yan Jiecheng. He pointed at the back seat and said, "Put it under here. I'll share it with the interrogating comrades when I go back later."

Yan Jiecheng put down the watermelon angrily, and then hesitantly asked Li Xuewu: "Isn't it good for us to do this?"

Li Xuewu waved his hand for Yan Jiecheng to get on the bus, and said impatiently: "What's wrong? You haven't seen where the stall is."

Before Yan Jiecheng could ask again, Li Xuewu had already got into the co-pilot seat again.

Yan Jiecheng didn't dare to hesitate anymore, ran to the cockpit, opened the door, turned on the engine, and drove out.

"Section Chief, where are we going?"

"Overpass"

Li Xuewu replied and stopped talking, but began to think about the terrain and environment on the other side of the overpass.

The overpass is located northwest of the Temple of Heaven, crossing Longxugou from north to south.

The original overpass had a bridge. In the Ming Dynasty, a white marble single-hole high arch bridge was built here to connect the "imperial road".

The emperor is also called the Son of Heaven, and the bridge the Emperor walks on is called Tianqiao.

This is the origin of the name Tianqiao.

In the 32nd year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty, the road from Xianyangmen to Yongdingmen was renovated. All the original stone strips on this road were removed and transformed into a gravel road. The overpass was also transformed into a short stone bridge.

In 1929, due to the inconvenience of trams, the bridge body was flattened, but there were still stone railings on both sides.

In 1934, when the road from Zhengyang Gate to Yongding Gate was widened, all the stone railings on both sides of the overpass were removed, and the bridge site of the overpass no longer exists.

But the liveliness of this place has never changed.

Tianqiao has always been the scope of activities for jugglers, storytellers, crosstalk and other artists, and naturally a relatively large market has formed here.

But in 1956, the market here was closed.

Also closed were various non-compliant stores.

The announcement of this policy naturally poured cold water on the excitement here, but because this place guards the Temple of Heaven Park, even now, people still come here to play.

Li Xuewu learned through the good brothers in the alley that today's dinner party had been arranged long ago.

The treater is Fu Changhua, and everyone related to him will come today. These good brothers don't know what they are discussing, but they do know that it is very important.

Li Xuewu sat in the car and looked at the barbecue restaurant across the street, squinting in trance, as if he could see through it and see the people inside clearly.

Yan Jiecheng did not dare to disturb Li Xuewu at this time and just sat quietly.

It was Li Xuewu who spoke first.

"Are you wondering why I beat people while taking watermelons for nothing?"

"Section Chief"

Yan Jiecheng smiled awkwardly and then said, "I'm just a driver, you don't have to worry about me."

"Hehehe"

Li Xuewu looked at Yan Jiecheng and said with a smile: "Cheng, you still have some self-awareness."

Although Yan Jiecheng had many shortcomings, which sometimes made Li Xuewu very angry, this person's timidity and fear could also be exploited.

Besides, Yan Jiecheng has many shortcomings without looking at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Sister-in-law Yu Li is really kind to him, so he must consider Sister-in-law Yu Li's situation.

Yesterday, I had 12 tubes of blood taken for an examination. After I came out, I hit the steering wheel hard again. I don’t know if it was stretched. My left arm hurt so much that I couldn’t even apply a hot towel to it. I was forced to deal with the code word at around 1 o’clock at night. I couldn’t stand it. I went to bed after staying. I felt better this morning and I quickly started typing, so I'm sorry to everyone. I'm sorry for the slow update.