Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 439 Choice
Zhu Yongyang left No. 20 Meishan East Hutong with a serious expression. He did not make a choice on the spot as to what to do in the future.

Yes, this matter is not a trivial matter for him, and it is impossible for him to make a decision immediately.

For Li Yancheng, he doesn't care which path this old classmate wants to take in the future.

Now is a windy time. As a certain big shot once said, if you stand on the windy time, even pigs can fly.

This is true. For a long period of time in the future, both the individual economy and the private economy that will be recognized in the future will be in a period of wild development. As long as you can find the right path, it is indeed very easy to make money.

But this road is not a straight road, but a fork in the road.

Not only is it a fork in the road, the wind here is also extremely strong and you'll be blown to pieces if you're not careful.

Standing at the gate of the yard and watching Zhu Yongyang ride away on his bicycle, Li Yancheng chatted with his neighbors for a few words. Just as he turned around and was about to enter the yard, he saw Duan Zhenghui, a police officer from the local police station who lived in the next yard No. 21, walking towards him from the east with a tired look on his face.

You are wrong. Duan Zhenghui is no longer an ordinary policeman, but the deputy director of the Meishan Police Station in charge of public security.

Seeing Li Yancheng standing at the door from afar, he raised his hand to signal and quickened his pace.

"Secret... Yan Cheng..."

"When will you change your last name?" Li Yancheng walked down the steps in front of the door with a smile.

Duan Zhenghui smiled a little embarrassedly, took out a cigarette from his pocket and gave it to him.

To him, Li Yancheng's rank was indeed a bit high, the same as the district government leaders in the east city and the executive deputy of the municipal bureau. After all, he also worked within the system. Although one was in the public security system and the other in the social bureau, the leaders of the two sides were often exchanged, and there were overlaps in their work. Even if the two were childhood friends or neighbors, their relationship could not return to the unrestrained state of the past.

"How long have you not slept? Why do you look so bad?" Li Yancheng asked after taking the cigarette and lighting it.

"Oh, don't mention it. From the night before yesterday until just now, there have been more than a dozen theft cases and two armed robbery cases in the area. The Municipal Bureau also issued a joint investigation notice to investigate and visit. Everyone in the station is so busy that their feet are beating their heads. The director saw that everyone really couldn't take it anymore, so he arranged for them to go home and rest in batches."

Li Yancheng grinned when he heard this.

There have been frequent cases of theft and robbery in the past six months. Their alley is relatively better because of him and Duan Zhenghui.

Not to mention the old Buddhas in the past, the new Buddhas that have emerged in the past two years are all very discerning.

Living in this alley are the deputy director of the local police station and a couple from the Social Affairs Bureau, all of whom are armed with guns.

Last year, there was a vagrant criminal who was unfamiliar with the area and sneaked into Meishandong Hutong. When he was stealing things, he was not agile and woke up the owner, so the theft turned into robbery.

Li Yancheng was at home that night. After hearing the noise outside, he asked Luo Min to watch the two children at home with a gun, and he chased out with his own gun.

The guy who changed from stealing to robbery was shot in the thigh. Not only was he sentenced, but he will have to walk with a limp from now on.

It was also from this time that Meishan East Hutong became a restricted area for these Buddhist masters, because there lived a man who dared to shoot.

Stealing things is easy for these Buddhist masters, but if they are caught by this person accidentally, their lives might be in danger. Therefore, since that incident, Meishan East Hutong has been regarded as a piece of pure land in this area.

No matter how crazy those gangsters in the alley are outside, once they come here, they all lower their heads and behave submissively.

"Were all the cases committed by the group of educated youth who returned to the city?"

"Most of the time, those who came back from the compound and those who came back from the alleys couldn't get along. They didn't like each other and fought every day.

They are all naughty, carrying a backpack filled with either daggers or kitchen knives, and they start fighting if someone says something wrong, they are so idle." Duan Zhenghui looked helpless.

This group of people were so angry that they were not even afraid of the police. Not only that, some of them even dared to draw knives against the police.

"I heard that there were people robbing on the road outside last night?"

"That's right, a few kids who just returned to the city, their pockets are cleaner than their faces, their families have no money, and they can barely afford to eat, so they decided to start working.

They were all strangers, and there was a guy who just came back from playing with a grand slam. He was planning to steal something, but his hands got wet and he was discovered, so he changed his strategy from stealing to robbing, and he almost stabbed the victim to death. "

The term "raw element" refers to those who have just entered the industry, while the "grand slam" refers to those who have just been released from prison and have been sentenced for fighting.

Duan Zhenghui took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke and continued, "After the robbery, they ran away, but they didn't get far before they were blocked by several Buddhist masters in the area.

After blocking and beating him up, they dropped him off at the entrance of our police station overnight. Haha, we saved ourselves a lot of trouble.”

Li Yancheng was a little surprised when he heard this.

"Is this... because they are suspected of committing crimes across regions?"

"That's right." Duan Zhenghui also laughed when he mentioned this.

"This group of Buddhas are now divided into sections. Some eat the living, some eat the dead, some eat the skylights, some eat the windows, some eat the platforms, some eat the underground, some eat the side doors, some eat the inside and some eat the counters. The division is very detailed. Everyone guards their own section according to the division. No one is allowed to cross the line. Otherwise, if you are caught, you will be beaten and then thrown to the police station."

Li Yancheng's brows were furrowed into a shape of a "川" (river).

Apart from Zhu Yongyang, he never had contact with those gangsters. Old Zhu had a business, and although his subordinates often fought with others for the territory of the Ghost Market, he would never bother Li Yancheng with such things.

So Li Yancheng couldn't understand this kind of jargon at all.

Seeing that he was a little confused, Duan Zhenghui explained with a smile: "What I said are all jargons created by those Buddhist masters. Eating the living means stealing from a crowd of people, and eating the dead refers to stealing from those who accidentally fall asleep while waiting for the train at the train station. Those people fall asleep while sitting there, don't they look like dead bodies?

"Eating the skylight" refers to stealing from the shirt pocket, "eating the platform" refers to stealing from the trouser pocket, "side door" refers to stealing from the shoulder bag, "inside pocket" refers to the inner pocket of the clothes, "sitting by the window" refers to the bus, and "counter" refers to the store.

Wow! Li Yancheng's mouth opened in surprise. This group of thieves are now so clearly divided!
“Why is it so complicated?”

"There is no other way. There are more and more people doing this now. If they don't distinguish clearly, they will be in chaos first. Therefore, internal management is still very strict. If you sneak into the business, you will be caught stealing other people's leaves. If you dare to take other people's leaves, you will suffer a miserable fate if you are caught.

I heard from others that a few days ago, a stalker was caught and thrown to the door of the local police station, and he was almost dead. "

The leaves refer to money, and the rustling sound when counting the money is a bit like the sound of wind blowing through the leaves, hence the name.

Duan Zhenghui is now the deputy director of the police station in charge of public security. He deals with thugs and gangsters on the street every day. He speaks a lot of jargon all the time, which makes Li Yancheng's mouth twitch.

“By the way, Yancheng, tell Huansheng and Xiaoyu to go home directly after school. If they want to play, just go to the alleys near us and try not to go too far. Two children have been lost in Yangchao in the past two days.”!!!

Photographing the flower boy!

"How old is the missing child? Haven't you found him yet?"

"I read in the notice today that two boys were missing, one six years old and the other two years old. They were both lost on the street. The adult of the two-year-old turned around and said a few words to someone else, and when he looked back he could not find the child. The child was playing peacefully in a pile of sand on the side of the road."

“Who is talking to the child’s parents?”

"That's the problem. This is likely a gang crime. Someone is responsible for attracting the parents' attention, and someone else takes the child away."

Ugh……

Li Yancheng sighed in his heart. In this situation, it is most likely impossible to find it back. Not to mention now, even decades later, with cameras everywhere in the streets and alleys, it would be difficult to find it back, not to mention this era when there are no technological means and it mainly depends on manpower.

"Thank you for the reminder. I will explain it to them when I get back."

"You're welcome. I'll go talk to the neighborhood committee and have them notify every household."

"Okay, go get busy, and go back to rest early after you're done. Look how gray you look."

"Alas... there's nothing we can do. The grassroots police force is seriously insufficient." Duan Zhenghui shook his head with a wry smile, waved to Li Yancheng, turned around and walked west.

Grassroots police force has always been insufficient, and this problem has not been solved even after decades. Expanding the auxiliary police force cannot solve this problem well.

Because auxiliary police officers do not have law enforcement powers, they can only assist regular police officers in doing auxiliary tasks. But the reality is that sometimes there is a severe shortage of staff, so auxiliary police officers have to fill in. However, this involves whether the law enforcement process complies with legal provisions.

"Dacheng, what are you looking at here?"

"Hey, Uncle Wang, I don't have anything to do. I'll just stay for a while. Why didn't you play chess with Uncle Ma and the others today?"

"Their level is so poor that I have no choice but to play with them. Okay, let's go." Uncle Wang waved his hand in a cocky manner and strolled towards the west.

Li Yancheng grinned and smiled silently. This Uncle Wang said that others were bad at chess, but he was actually the bad chess player.

It would be fine if he is not good at playing chess, but the key is that he likes to regret his moves. It is not enough if he is not allowed to regret. He will make a fuss with you, and his mouth will keep chattering, which will annoy you to death.

Uncle Ma’s friends don’t like to play with him. Old man Wang is going home so early today. It must be because none of their friends want to play with him and are avoiding him.

No one wanted to play with him, and no one was allowed to watch, because when he watched others play chess, he would keep muttering to himself and giving orders to others, which was very annoying.

It is said that a true gentleman watches a game of chess without saying a word, but this is not the case with Uncle Wang at all. He is even more excited than the people playing chess.

Yo ho!

Uncle Wang had just taken a few steps forward when Li Yancheng saw two young men in their twenties walking towards them from the west, arm in arm.

When these two guys saw Uncle Wang, they acted as if they didn't see him and didn't even say a word. But when they saw Li Yancheng, they immediately lowered their heads and trotted forward in two steps.

"Uncle Dacheng"

"Uncle Dacheng"

Only when the two guys came up to him did Li Yancheng see them clearly. Wow, they were wearing jeans and Dacron shirts. The white shirt and jeans looked quite trendy, but the pair of plastic sandals on their feet didn't match them at all.

"Liangzi, Damao, did you two make money?"

It's no wonder Li Yancheng asked this. It was only the 1980s, and jeans were solid imported goods. Dacron shirts were not cheap either. Even the ugliest plastic sandals cost several dollars a pair in a department store, and you had to have an industrial coupon to buy them.

The two just came back from working in the countryside in June, and they didn't have any jobs arranged after returning to the city. As an ordinary family, they would definitely have enough food and clothing at home, but it would be impossible for them to buy this kind of clothes unless they made a fortune.

"Hey, Uncle Dacheng, please don't make fun of us. We just need to have enough food to eat. How can we make money?" The young man called Liangzi raised his hand and scratched his head embarrassedly. He glanced around and spoke in a low voice.

"Da Mao and I just sold some goods on credit from Third Brother Song to make a living. We are already so old, we can't just rely on our parents at home."

Song Laosan?

Li Yancheng raised his eyebrows: "The third son of Song Guangyun's family in Dongsi?"

"Yes, yes, it's him, it's him." Liangzi responded hurriedly.

Li Yancheng knew this Song Lao San. To be more precise, he knew him.

This guy got into a fight with someone eight years ago and was slapped in the head. He was sentenced to five years in prison, but he was released after serving more than four years. After he was released, he followed Zhu Yongyang for a while.

I heard that at the beginning of this year, for some reason he ran away to the south. From what Liangzi said, he must have carried some goods back from there.

There are a lot of smuggled goods in the south, and the products are cheap. As long as you can carry them back safely and sell them here without getting caught, you can make a profit, and a good one at that.

"What did Song Lao San bring from the south?"

"These are the jeans we wear. They're made in Hong Kong. Uncle Dacheng, if you want them, I'll send you two pairs later. They're very sturdy."

"Haha, alright, I don't have time to wear it even if you give it to me. It's a good thing to find a way to make money, but you guys better be careful when setting up the stall. There are eyes on your back, don't let others sweep you in."

Li Yancheng had no intention of reporting parallel imports.

This stuff keeps coming back despite repeated bans, and it's not a problem for just one or two people. Just cracking down on those who sell it here won't work. If we really want to ban parallel imports, we have to find a way to address the problem at the source.

Song Laosan worked hard to carry the goods back from the south without stealing or robbing, and he also hired people to help him sell the goods. He also helped the government solve the employment problems of several unemployed young people, which should be a good thing.

Moreover, their goods have enriched people's wardrobes and promoted consumption. Haven't you seen that after making some money, these two immediately buy Dacron shirts and plastic sandals?

Of course, selling parallel-imported products is fundamentally wrong, but there is no way around it these days.

(End of this chapter)