The Prosperous Years of Siheyuan

Chapter 103
After deciding with Lao Zhong on the principles of action, which was to kill as few innocent people as possible, Chen Jisheng relaxed and looked at the old man and the young man.

"Keep one, or both?"

The old man is not old. At first glance, he looks fifty or sixty, but if you look closely, he is in his forties at most. However, his face is too weathered and he is lean, making him look very old.

An old cardigan, bloomers, rag shoes, patches from top to bottom, and uneven hair, it was obvious that life down there was not going well.

But it may not be as it seems. An old military uniform will not look like this in ten years. The military uniform is delicate, and if you look carefully, it is just like Gu Ting.

Although the fake old man has a weathered face, his eyes are bright. The suffering he has experienced physically cannot wear away his spiritual things.

"Stay both of them. Dual Yuan is a good player. You saw him when he came here. He just needs more practice with guns.

Although my legs are not very agile, it still depends on when I can stretch my strength and march at least ten miles in a hurry.

Yang Xiangkui, Yang Shuangyuan and his son report! "

Seeing the flash in Lao Yang's eyes, Chen Jisheng knew that he was not telling lies. Since he could march ten miles in a hurry, it meant that the problem was not big.

"There will be no names from now on. Lao Yang and Xiao Yang will be the code names. There is no need for you to make a name for yourself outside. You can choose the house by yourself, and it will be in the east and west compartments."

After saying that, Chen Jisheng looked at Lao Yang and Xiao Yang, waiting for them to know that it was time to leave. After leaving the main room, he turned his eyes to Lao Zhong.

"Before I came down, I was the battalion commander, acted as the deputy regiment, and led the reconnaissance company. I was injured in the same battle, but I was lucky. The injury healed quickly and did not affect my actions.

He was in a coma for three months, unable to move his legs, and he didn't need to change jobs after returning to his hometown, so he just planted the land at home. "

Chen Jisheng believes that many of them were ordinary people before they came out, and they have never changed their original intentions despite the hail of guns and bullets.

Many people do not fight for the status of cadres who have been transferred to other jobs. In order not to cause trouble or increase difficulties, many people return to their hometowns to continue farming.

Such battalion-level officers are rare, and Chen Jisheng doesn't want to give up even if he has one. However, it is somewhat difficult for northerners to integrate into the port city.

"Can you temporarily find some soldiers from Guangdong and give them language training?"

Let Chen Jisheng do this, which is somewhat difficult. He can't learn it again after arriving in Hong Kong City, otherwise it will take a long time to integrate.

"There is such an arrangement from above. Several such veterans are already on the way. They will arrive in about seven or eight days."

Lao Zhong's answer made Chen Jisheng very satisfied. With such preparation, he could find a suitable occupation there and he would be able to integrate quickly. Even if he could not integrate in, he would not be too conspicuous. After all, there would be no people fleeing Hong Kong there. few.

"If it is too late, if the test run is completed, it is better to stop at the transshipment side, conduct preliminary surveying and mapping, and wait until the rolling mill is completed.

Also, when you come here, you can wear military uniforms, but they must be old-fashioned, and it is best to wear casual clothes. Don't stop the car. "

Even though this was a farewell, Lao Zhong also wanted to ensure Chen Jisheng's logistics. He didn't sit there for too long. He just glanced at Xijian again when he left.

In the courtyard, Lao Yang and Xiao Yang did not choose a house as Chen Jisheng said. Instead, they stood under the eaves of the east wing and used the shadow of the eaves to block the sun.

The old man and the young man looked at the second and third sons of the Zhang family who were groaning and laughing in the courtyard, with playful expressions on their faces. It was obvious that they had some disdain for the basic skills of wrestling.

Looking at the hands of little Yang Yang Shuangyuan, you can tell that this family also has a heritage. Watching the wrestling in the street is similar to that of a child.

Xiao Yang has calluses on the back of his hands, which are a bit inherited. You can tell at a glance that there is a problem. It is not that the training method is wrong, but that the conditions of the Yang family are not good, and the follow-up drug treatment is missing.

Xiao Yang in the shadow of the eaves is similar to Zhang Yong, the second eldest son of the Zhang family. He also has a male waist and a thin face.

However, most of the young people at this time are like this. They don't have enough food in their mouths and no fat in their stomachs. Most of them are thin and fat people are very rare.

Chen Jisheng did not speak to the old man and the young man. He just walked into the shadow of the eaves and watched the second and third children practicing their basic skills.

The third child was more honest, and his training was a bit rigid. He just followed Shazhu's instructions, kept putting the soles of his feet on the ground, and used his waist and arm strength to carry the scale, and smashed it on the fine soil under his feet.

The second child, Zhang Yong, after getting familiar with it, began to explore different angles to exert force. For the weighbridge, the practice of force is second.

The main thing to practice is the combination of technique and strength. Zhang Yong has learned some tricks by doing this.

I was just playing around without guidance, and my palms became strained. Looking at the marks on the wooden handle, it was obvious that the blisters had been worn out.

"Know Chinese medicine?"

After taking a general look, Chen Jisheng asked confusedly.

Lao Yang on one side stood still with the wooden stick in his hand, one leg straightened, and he slowly sat on the stone floor against the wall. He moved a little, and then he spoke after he was seated firmly.

"In the past, when I was more than ten years old, I learned a little about dispensing medicine from my master. When I went home to recuperate, I read the medical books of the landlord in the village for half a year.

I don't dare to treat people, but I have treated people with headaches and brain fever, but I only drugged big animals and could only hold them in hand. "Lao Yang's attitude toward the young man standing next to him was sincere and cautious, and he answered whatever he asked without any sign of contempt.

"How are these two doing? How should they be taught?"

I found Lao Yang by myself, the big animals in his village, I have to thank myself, but Lao Yang is also a good one.

People are very important in his eyes. As for the big animals that are treasured in other villages, here they are just objects for testing medicine. It is obvious that the handle in his hand is made with the silent blood and tears of the big animals.

"You can teach the younger one a little bit, but it's best not to teach him the knife-shaped face. This kid is holding back his energy and wants to try it on others."

Lao Yang's views are similar to Chen Jisheng's. The second brother Zhang Yong is a ruthless character and has a cold nature. Once he learns the art of killing, he will not be idle.

"You still need to be taught. If it is not convenient for us to attack in the future, we will have to deal with it with a razor-sharp face."

The tree is thousands of feet tall and the leaves fall back to its roots. These eight words cannot be avoided in the evaluation of Zhang Yong, the second eldest son of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yong is not afraid of having a family, but he is afraid of not having a family. If he were a bachelor, Chen Jisheng would not dare to use him. As long as Aunt Zhao and his brothers are around, Zhang Yong can be used.

After talking to Lao Zhong, I came up with some general rules of conduct. It was the same as what Chen Jisheng had thought before. Compared with foreign countries, I still couldn't let go.

Zhang Yong was originally a second hand, and now it seems that this second hand is also a method that has to be used. I hope Zhang Yong is really a cold person.

"What kind of teaching method? You still have to set the tone."

Lao Yang was half-public and half-private here, and he also showed due respect for the young leader. Lao Zhong mentioned many things, and he knew the general meaning.

"We don't deserve the same name as you, so we don't have to be polite. In private, I call you Lao Yang, and you call me Xiao Chen. When we get to Hong Kong City, I'm afraid you have to call me Chen Sheng.

As for Zhang Yong, you must teach him well, learn everything you should learn, and learn what you shouldn’t learn.

The leadership and organization of the army also need to be taught. Many things cannot be done by one person. Zhang Yong has a fairly close relationship with me.

The houses in the east wing are pretty good. You and Xiao Yang can each choose one. Qian Zhangyong has some. If you are missing anything, just ask.

Go to Lao Zhong and ask him to arrange a hospital check-up for you to see if there is any better treatment. "

Chen Jisheng made arrangements with Lao Yang about Zhang Yong, and also built a firewall for Lao Yang and those who came after him.

People and money are separated. It is better for people like Lao Yang not to live in wealth and wealth. Their lives can be better, but they cannot be given financial power.

Compared to the helpless Zhang Yong, Lao Yang, who has mastered financial power, is even more fearful. Once these people are allowed to become kites with broken strings, the sin will be huge.

As for the arrangements for Lao Yang and his group, Chen Jisheng does not need to worry about it anymore. I believe that Lao Yang is the highest-ranking one, and no matter how high he is, he will not give it to him.

The army has its own system. With Lao Yang here, it is easier for others to manage. In this small team, Chen Jisheng only needs to lead it, and the others will not participate much.

Let Zhang Yong, the second child, wash up and go to the courtyard later. Chen Jisheng left Lao Yang and Xiao Yang alone and left the house.

With the old man and the young man in the house, safety issues no longer need to be considered. Eighteen people would not pose a threat to them.

While Zhang Yong didn't come out, Chen Jisheng took out an artificial leather bag, put 2000 yuan in it, and walked quickly to the courtyard.

Without waiting for the courtyard, he turned around and walked back. After walking a few steps, he met Zhang Yong who was hurrying on his way.

"This is two thousand, counting Lao Yang and his expenses. If they want tickets, ask them to ask Lao Zhong. You, my second sister, and the others will also spend their money from here.

Just put the money in the west room of the main house. Just ask them to reimburse you how much you need. You can just give it to them. If you spend more than five hundred, tell me. "

Regarding a bag of money, Zhang Yong obviously had a better mentality than his mother. He just opened it and looked at it, raised his eyebrows slightly, said goodbye to Chen Jisheng, and turned back to Sesame Alley with his bag.

Chen Jisheng did not go back to the courtyard, but strolled to the yard of the scrapyard.

After entering the yard, he first put away the furniture in the warehouse in the front yard, leaving behind the messy fitness equipment, and then went to the backyard.

Lao Ma's work efficiency is also very high. Some of the Eight Immortals tables and stools from the rolling mill have also been shipped in. I think there are not many in stock at the furniture factory.

I could only change some of them, and roughly picked them. Among the more than 50 Eight Immortals tables, Chen Jisheng confirmed that there were more than a dozen of them made of mahogany.

There were more than a dozen with black paint, and the rest Chen Jisheng only looked at the workmanship. The ones with good workmanship and those made of mahogany were piled into small piles and collected at once.

As for the remaining twenty or so, let the people from Zhima Hutong pick some out for use, and let Old Liu from Beixinqiao take away the rest and deal with them.

After a busy day of work, he passed the noon meal, worked in the yard for a while, and collected all the bicycles that Lao Ma had given him before. Chen Jisheng then walked towards the steel rolling mill with dust all over his body. The big defense was still there. .

(End of this chapter)