Restarting life by going to the countryside to support medical work

Chapter 83 Fighting
He arrived at the market at around two o'clock and got home before four o'clock. Although he bought some things, Li Yancheng was still a little annoyed that he didn't get the sugar coupons that he wanted most today.

Buying candy tickets depends on luck, after all, it's something you can't ask for easily. However, this is already his third time going to the ghost market after his soul traveled through time and space, but he still hasn't bought any. His luck is really bad.

I went back to the house, took out a few sweet potatoes from the warehouse and put them in the cabinet under the cupboard. I can roast them on the stove and have them as a snack when I come back tomorrow night.

It is not easy to buy fresh sweet potatoes nowadays. Grain and oil stores do sell sweet potatoes, but they are all dried sweet potatoes and ground sweet potato flour, sold as coarse grains.

Fresh sweet potatoes can generally only be found in rural areas. If city dwellers want to buy them, they can only try their luck at the ghost market.

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Everything went as planned for the next few days. I went to work and came home every day. In the evening, I helped Ningning and Zhao Mingming, the third child of the Zhao family in the front yard, with their lessons. It seemed so calm.

Only Jin Zhihai got inspiration from Li Yancheng. After reporting back, their task force became busy and he did not go home for two nights this week.

This continued until Sunday the 17th. Just after getting up in the morning, Fan Chunmei and Xing Lihua were washing clothes in the yard with a large basin in front of them, when two people walked in from the second door.

A middle-aged man and woman, about fifties in age, followed closely by Old Zhao and his wife from the front yard.

Seeing that Old Zhao and his wife were following behind, Xing Lihua did not ask them who they were looking for.

As a result, as soon as the man and woman entered the backyard, the woman started nagging. She said that the floor in the yard was not swept clean, and then she said that the coal under the eaves was not placed neatly. In short, she was picky about everything.

Fan Chunmei and Xing Lihua were stunned by what they heard. They thought that these two people were from the district or somewhere else and came to inspect the hygiene.

But after seeing the gloomy faces of Lao Zhao and his wife, he realized that this was definitely not an inspection. Not to mention whether someone would come to inspect on Sunday, even if there was, they should be accompanied by people from the street office and neighborhood committee. How could they let the inspectors come by themselves? And the clothes they wore did not look like cadres.

Xing Lihua shook the water off her hands, stood up and was about to ask something when the voice of her man Jin Zhihai came from the house.

"Whose dog is this? It's not tied up properly. It runs into someone else's yard and barks so early in the morning."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged woman was like a duck with its neck strangled. She swallowed back the words she hadn't finished saying and her face turned red. I was really worried that the blood vessels in her head would burst from holding it in.

The man with her was also so angry that his face turned red. He glared and was about to say something when Li Yancheng's voice came from the main house again.

"Zhi Hai, did you bring any weapons with you? Kill this damn dog and we can have a good meal today."

Xing Lihua was really confused. She really couldn't understand what was wrong with her husband and Li Yancheng. Why were they so angry so early in the morning? They didn't even leave the house, but they were cursing so harshly.

Fan Chunmei sat there in amazement, looking at the west wing, then turned to look at the main house.

Jin Wenning, who was also lying in bed and hadn't gotten up yet, delivered the final blow.

"Brother, I want to eat dog meat hotpot?"

"Pfft... cough cough..." Old Zhao's wife couldn't help but almost burst out laughing, and quickly covered it up with a cough.

"You...you...you guys...are really worthy of being called bastards born by a father but not raised by a mother." The man was so angry that he couldn't speak. The middle-aged woman reacted at this time. She raised her hand and pointed at the west wing, then pointed at the main house, jumping up and down and cursing.

Before she finished speaking, Jin Wenning, who lived in the north room of the west wing, had already run out. The girl hadn't even put on her clothes yet, her cotton jacket was unbuttoned, her hair was uncombed, and she ran towards the middle-aged woman as soon as she came out. Xing Lihua tried to stop her but failed.

"Old hag, if I don't beat you till your teeth are all over the floor today, I will take your last name."

Ningning has never seen her mother since she was born. Her father died when she was five years old. People scolded her for being born by a father but not raised by a mother. It would be strange if she didn't fight hard.

"Gudong..."

The thirteen-year-old Ningning was already over 1.6 meters tall, taller than the middle-aged woman. Although there was a huge difference in their physiques, she was at least twice as tall as Ningning. But she was caught off guard and was pushed to the ground, falling on her back.

Seeing her fall, Ningning raised her feet and kicked her legs and waist twice.

When the middle-aged man saw his wife being pushed down, he cursed Ningning as a wild girl and rushed forward to hit Ningning. However, just as he raised his arm, he was stopped by Lao Zhao.

At this time, Jin Zhihai and Li Yancheng also ran out of their respective rooms. Seeing that the middle-aged man's hands had been raised again, Ningning had no intention of hiding and was still kicking the howling woman.

Seeing that his sister was about to be beaten this time, Jin Zhihai didn't care about anything else. He kicked the man in the air and hit him on the shoulder.

He fell to the ground, and the middle-aged man staggered after being kicked. His raised hand missed Ningning again, and he was kicked by Jin Zhihai and retreated two or three steps towards Li Yancheng.

Li Yancheng didn't know any martial arts skills, so when he saw the middle-aged man retreating in front of him, he just rushed towards him violently.

The collision caused the middle-aged man to fall to the ground with a cry of "ouch", and he fell right in front of his wife who was still lying on the ground after being kicked.

Li Yancheng couldn't control his body and fell to the ground.

It all happened in a flash. Before the Zhao couple, Xing Lihua and Fan Chunmei could react, Jin Zhihai, who had fallen to the ground after the kick, had already stood up with a somersault.

As soon as he stood up, he quickly picked up the sister of the middle-aged woman who was still kicking the ground.

"Brother, let me go, or I'll kick her to death."

Ningning, who was picked up, twisted her body unwillingly, her little face flushed red, her eyes looked at the middle-aged woman as if they were on fire, and her legs were kicking around.

"Okay Ningning, hand it over..."

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What is this for?"

Before Jin Zhihai could finish his words, several more people came in from the second door.

Leading the way was Deputy Director Duan, who lived in the next door Yard No. 21. Following behind him was Aunt Zhang from the neighborhood committee, and a middle-aged woman of similar age, who was the director of another neighborhood committee.

Behind them were two staff members from the street office and two middle-aged men wearing gray Zhongshan suits and with serious faces.

(End of this chapter)