The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

In early summer, the streets of the capital are baked by the warm sunshine.

In a corner of the city, there is a slightly old two-story building.

The red bricks of the exterior wall have become mottled due to years of erosion, and the wall is covered with green ivy, like a huge green curtain, concealing the many secrets of the building.

In the evening, the afterglow shone on the building, giving it a golden coat, but failed to dispel the darkness inside.

A thin man wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, dressed in a washed-out blue work suit, and carrying a black faux leather briefcase in his hand.

He looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was following him, he quickly slipped through the side door.

There was an odor of decay in the factory, and dust was flying wildly in the light that came through the dilapidated windows.

On the second-floor steps, a young man was squatting, looking at the approaching man with a vicious face, still playing with the dagger in his hand. The dagger, which was two fingers long, emitted a cold light and jumped flexibly at his fingertips.

"You're late~!"

He stood up and looked at the direction the man came from. He flicked his little finger lightly and the dagger flew in the air and bounced into his palm. The dagger, emitting a cold light, was immediately held in a correct position.

"I brought the things, but where's the money?"

The thin man raised the briefcase in his hand and looked at the young man in front of him with a blank face. Seeing his fierce expression, he subconsciously took a step back.

"I said you were late, are you trying to play a trick on me?"

Seeing the man's fear of him, the young man was holding the dagger and wiping it on his sleeve, as if no matter how dissatisfied the man's answer was, he didn't mind seeing blood in the next second with this dagger.

"I encountered some trouble on the way and ran into someone I knew, which delayed me a bit~~!"

Seeing the young man walking down the stairs step by step, a trace of panic flashed across the man's eyes. He hugged the briefcase in his hand, his voice trembled slightly, and he swallowed his saliva. He looked around helplessly, but he didn't dare to run away at all.

"Pah pah pah~!"

"What you are wasting is not your own time, but the life of you and your child~!"

The dagger emitting a cold light tapped the man's cheek gently, but the man just dared to close his eyes and had no intention of resisting at all.

When the young man mentioned the child, he opened his eyes, and anger arose in his eyes. However, this anger turned into fear when the dagger slid from his cheek to his neck.

The coolness of the dagger stimulated the nerves in the neck, causing goose bumps to appear.

The young man snatched the faux leather bag from the man's hand, but the man held it tightly with both hands and had no intention of letting go.

"I got what you wanted, but where's the money?"

The man's face looked somewhat ferocious, with his hands tightly grasping the briefcase in his hands. The young man was dressed in shorts and had no place to put the money on him.

"Pah, hahahaha, look how scared you are. As long as the product is fine, you will get the money. In our business, it will be hard to make a living if you lose your credibility!"

Seeing that the man was still thinking about the money at this critical moment, the initial viciousness on his face suddenly turned into heroism. He patted the man on the shoulder, and the dagger that had just fallen on his neck disappeared into his sleeve at some point.

The man's face, which had turned pale due to fear, suddenly turned rosy again. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

"Now that I'm here, there will definitely be no problem with the stuff~!"

There was a hint of confidence in the man's words. Seeing that the young man did not continue to threaten him, he slowly opened the briefcase, revealing the paper documents inside.

I picked one out at random. The one with a red beginning looked extremely conspicuous. Documents like this were all filed or destroyed by a dedicated person in the confidential room of the Red Star Factory.

The young man raised his eyebrows, took a quick look, then smiled with satisfaction, put his arm around the man's shoulders, and signaled him that he could put it away.

"I only care about money now. You don't need to scare me with Xiao Fei. I'm dying. It's better to die in the hospital than to disappear for no reason. I also have social connections~!"

The young man motioned for him to follow him upstairs, but the man shook his head and stood still. He might have guessed what would be waiting for him if he followed him upstairs.

Since he is here, he is not afraid of death and can die, but the money must be handed over to his son personally. The countdown for his life has begun, and there will be no pension or compensation for death from illness.

"Just follow me up, I'll give you the money~!"

The young man was not surprised at all. He waved his hand and walked upstairs first.

The man gritted his teeth, looked at the young man's back, and coughed a few times again. There were a few traces of blood in the sputum he vomited, which also proved what he said.

Holding weakly against the wall, the man looked at the blood in the sputum, a trace of pain flashed across his eyes, but he still stood up firmly and staggered behind the young man.

"Here is one thousand yuan, please count it~!" After entering the office, the young man took out a stack of banknotes from the crack between the tables and threw it on the desk.

"It's not enough. We agreed on two thousand. Are you kidding me~!"

Looking at the stack of banknotes thrown on the table, the man did not go up to it gently. Instead, he looked at the young man with bloodshot eyes. The moment he really saw the money, all the fear in his heart was swept away.

"We also need to verify the authenticity of the documents. This is sincerity, so that you don't have wild thoughts. Now that you have money, you should first check the disease, so that you can make more money~!"

The young man picked up the banknotes on the table, clapped them between his palms, and rubbed the sides of the bills with his thumbs, making a rustling sound.

"I don't even know how long I can live. I may die tomorrow. I don't expect to make more money. When will I get the rest?"

The man's expression was tense, his eyes fixed on the young man, and he had reservations about what he said. If it weren't for this disease, he would never do these things.

"People can only think when they are alive. Try to get it back. Anyway, it will be destroyed for you. The next time I come, I will give you another two thousand. With three thousand, even if you die, your child can still live to the age of eighteen, right?"

Reluctantly putting the banknotes into the briefcase, the young man took out a file bag from the desk and stuffed all the documents in the briefcase into it. This time, the man did not stop him.

After buckling up his briefcase, the man was about to leave when the young man behind him stopped him.

"You still don't plan to let me go. Okay, but Xiaofei, you can't touch him~!"

"I'm still counting on the next cooperation, why wouldn't they let you go? Come, sign to prove that you've received the money~!"

The young man slowly took out a receipt, spread it on the table, pulled out the pen pinned to the man's chest, unscrewed the pen cap, and put it into his hand.

"You guys are still doing this, I can't sign this~!"

"It's a lot of money, but we have to reimburse it. We are a formal institution, okay? You can just sign your name, you don't have to write your name~!"

Seeing the man's concerns, the young man waved his hand indifferently. He had seen too many such fallen souls. No matter what the reasons were or what difficulties they had, once they saw the money, they would not even urge the next trip and would run more diligently than anyone else.

"You look quite pitiful. Let me tell you, money can also buy you some medicine. As long as what you get is good enough, I can also get you some medicine from American!"

After signing, the man looked up at the young man, then shook his head, and a flash of desire for life flashed across his eyes.

"Medicine outside is expensive~!"

After picking up the bag, the man left. At this time, the sun had already set, and his life seemed to be like the setting sun.

"Dingling bell~!"

While waiting for the bus, a women's bicycle passed by. The man subconsciously lowered his head, only showing the side of his face towards the road. Looking at the back of the woman riding the bicycle past, a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

This is Qin Huairu's first time here.

Her expression was still a little cautious. The meeting point was moved from the old vegetable cellar in the north of the family quarters to here. It was very inconvenient for her without a bicycle.

He searched the area carefully, looking for the ivy that the middle-aged man mentioned.

It was not until she saw the building that the man had just entered and exited that a trace of struggle flashed across her eyes.

Although she was not well educated, Qin Huairu did not want to get herself deeper into trouble. But Banggeng was her lifeblood, and she knew what would happen if she angered those people.

Liu Haizhong was hospitalized. This was an unexpected situation. Originally, I wanted to gain some sympathy from Liu Haizhong through Liu Guangqi's transfer. He must be angry with Li Feng, but now, there are too many people in the hospital and it is impossible to contact Liu Haizhong.

She had to come over and explain the situation. It wasn't that she didn't want to work, but she had to slow down.

Qin Huairu jumped off the bicycle and looked around. She had to say that it was great to find such a secluded place in Beijing.

The abilities of these people made her feel more and more anxious, but she also had a hint of anticipation.

Money is something that every family needs nowadays. Just like this second-hand bicycle, one costs more than one hundred yuan. After moving into the community, unlike the courtyard houses where every door is opposite to each other, every household upstairs and downstairs has their doors closed, so even if we meet occasionally, we still feel like strangers.

Life at home gradually began to improve. There were no more gossipers talking behind our backs. We no longer had to worry about eating meat as we could smell the aroma of meat from next door.

Thinking of how happy Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua were at the dinner table, Qin Huairu touched her conscience and wondered how much her conscience was worth.

Pushing her bicycle, Qin Huairu slipped into the yard. She looked around and then saw the young man sitting on the stairs.

"You're early~!" (End of this chapter)