Siheyuan, Shazhu: I have both parents in this life

Chapter 210 Real Meat Ticket

Lei Luo's cigar was a third burned when A Tao returned, looking extremely grim.

"Brother Luo, Brother Zai."

"What clues have you found?" Piggy asked anxiously.

“We found this.” Atao spread out a package made of an outer garment on the table. Inside were a pair of deformed bullet heads and a pile of spent cartridge cases, numbering in the hundreds.

"What kind of gun is this bullet from?" Lei Luo asked with a stern face.

"I'm not sure of the specifics, but it should be from a machine gun. All these spent cartridge cases were found in one place."

"No other cartridge cases found?"

"No?"

"So all of Ah Gou's men were wiped out before they even had a chance to fire a shot?"

"I'm not sure either, because there were no bodies at the scene, only bullet casings and bloodstains, as well as some pieces of flesh and cloth."

"Little Piggy, what do you think?"

"It must have been done by that guy surnamed He. That good-for-nothing Ah Gou is going to have to pay a huge sum of money for settling down now."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

“Brother Luo, we’ve suffered such a huge loss on our own turf, we can’t just let this go like this,” Atao interjected.

Did I ask you? Hmm?

"Yes, Brother Luo." Atao lowered his head and took two steps back to the side.

"Brother Luo, we're actually in the wrong here. We offered such a steep price and now we want our money back. The brothers' resettlement allowance will be paid from my share. This time, Ah Gou and I don't want anything."

"Ah Gou can't continue being a sergeant. He should find another place to wear a military uniform."

"Thank you, Brother Luo! Thank you, Brother Luo! Ah Gou, why don't you come over and thank Brother Luo?"

"Thank you, Brother Luo, thank you, Brother Luo." Ah Gou crawled over on his knees. He thought he would be half-dead if he didn't die this time, but he still had a chance to be promoted back to the uniformed police chief.

"Get up. You'll pay the majority of the resettlement fee this time, and Piggy and I will also contribute a portion. Alright, you can go out now, Atao, you can go out too."

"Yes," the two said in unison.

After the two left, Lei Luo said, "Son, go and get your men to investigate He Fei thoroughly. I need all the information."

"Yes, Brother Luo, what about this matter?"

“It just so happens that the two mule-headed people in the Sun Yee On have been acting strangely lately. Ah Hao has contacted me several times already. This time, I'll put the matter on their shoulders. Take these things with you and find out what kind of weapons they are. The Sun Yee On must have these kinds of weapons. Make sure it's done cleanly. Let Ah Hao know so we can prepare to take over the territory.”

"Yes, Brother Luo, I'll take care of it right away." Piggy picked up the pile of things and strode out.

Lei Luo took a puff of his cigar, his eyes flashing. In his opinion, nothing was more important than profit, and this He Fei could bring him even greater profit. So this time, he did not take action directly, but wanted to squeeze him a few more times before settling the score.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but curse Ah Gou in his heart for being more trouble than he was worth. He did it without even investigating properly, and now he's lost both his wife and his army.

Another reason is that he himself was a little wary. The other side must have something to rely on to possess and dare to use heavy firepower. If they really went for it, who knows how many people would be sent in. Once his men were all gone, how would he control the Hong Kong police and suppress those gangs?

The key question is, if he gets really angry, what if they come after him directly? He doesn't think he can withstand machine gun fire.

As for He Yuzhu, after returning home, he first asked the two squad leaders if there was anything unusual, and they reported that there was nothing.

He Yuzhu first took a shower and changed his clothes, since he still had some blood on him from cleaning up the corpses.

Then I sat in the dining room on the first floor, took a bottle of wine, and drank it alone with peanuts and pickled vegetables.

"Zhu Zi, why are you drinking all by yourself? Don't you even call me your father?" He Daqing's voice came from before He Yuzhu had even had two drinks.

"I thought you were resting."

"Why, are you worried?"

"No, I've been a bit tired lately, just need a couple of sips to relax."

"Wait for me, I'll go get a couple more snacks to go with the drinks."

"I'll go."

"No need, you're tired, you'll be fine soon."

He Daqing stir-fried scallion eggs and hot and sour cabbage. When he brought it over, he saw two more people sitting at the table: Grandpa Chen and Wang Cuiping.

The old man has long since come to terms with it and doesn't mind drinking at the same table with women.

Actually, apart from the children, almost everyone in the villa sensed that something was off these past two days. They were all eagerly waiting for He Yuzhu to come back after he left.

"Looks like this isn't enough. I'll go get two more." He Daqing put down the plate.

"Is there any meat?" asked Old Master Chen, who couldn't live without meat.

"I'll get it done. Dad, you sit down and have a drink with Grandpa and Aunt Ping first."

"Alright, Sichuan-style meat dishes are best with alcohol. You go and get them."

He Yu got up and took a piece of meat from the refrigerator in the kitchen. She also prepared the ingredients. Soon, a large plate of twice-cooked pork was served.

"Zhu Zi, your skills are impressive. Make this at home more often when you have time," said Grandpa Chen.

“That’s right, we haven’t had your cooking in a long time,” Wang Cuiping added.

"Alright, you guys can try it first and see if I've lost my skills."

"Then let's try it."

"Not bad, this twice-cooked pork is better than what you get in restaurants." Old Master Chen took a bite.

"The craftsmanship hasn't suffered," He Daqing commented after taking a bite.

"Yes, Zhu Zi, you should make this more often in the future. It's so satisfying to eat spicy food," Wang Cuiping said.

He Yuzhu smiled and agreed, then called out towards the stairs, "What are you all hiding over there watching?"

The group turned around and saw He Yushui, He Yuxin, He Yuyao, He Yaozu, and Wang Siyu peeking and looking in their direction.

"Hahaha, Zhu Zi, it must be because your dish smells so good that it attracted a bunch of little gluttons," Old Master Chen laughed.

"Yeah, bro, your twice-cooked pork smells so good, it almost made me fall asleep, but it woke me up." He Yushui walked over quickly first.

"Big brother, us too," the remaining children chimed in.

"Dad, I want to eat too."

"Didn't you guys eat enough tonight?"

"I'm full, but even though I'm full, I can't resist the aroma."

"Alright, wash your hands and go get some steamed buns. Each of you can take one and eat," Wang Cuiping said.

"Yay!" The little ones quickly ran to wash their hands.

He Yuzhu got up and took out six steamed buns. He started to use the buns to stuff twice-cooked pork. Luckily, he had cooked enough on this big plate, otherwise there wouldn't have been any left even after stuffing the buns.

After the kids washed their hands and came over, each grabbed a steamed bun and started eating. He Yaozu, who doesn't eat spicy food much, ate it with a "hissing" sound. He Yuyao ran to the refrigerator and got a few bottles of soda. The kids ate their steamed buns and sodas with great relish.

The adults watched the kids enjoying their food and drinks with great relish. Originally, He Yuzhu wanted to have a few drinks, but it turned into a family late-night snack.

He Yaozu was still young. After drinking some soda, he didn't finish the steamed bun. He watched helplessly as the other half of the bun went into He Yuyao's stomach, his eyes filled with a pitiful look.

"If you want to eat it, Dad will make it for you later." He Yuzhu picked up his son.

"Dad has to keep his word."

"I promise, I promise."

"You little rascal, you're even trying to steal food from your nephew?" He Daqing slapped He Yuyao across the neck.

"Dad, my nephew can't finish it, it won't taste good tomorrow."

"Hmph, you're really good for nothing, but you're the best at eating."

"Am I really that bad?"

"How dare you talk back?"

"Grandpa, you be the judge!"

"Alright, Daqing, Xiaoyao isn't as bad as you say, but Xiaoyao, you're definitely not as good as your older brother." He Yuyao was speechless.

"Hahahaha." All the kids started laughing. He Yaozu didn't understand why, but he laughed along with everyone else.

"Alright, you've eaten, go home now," Wang Cuiping said.

"Yes, Aunt Ping (Mom/Grandma)."

After the group of hungry cats left, the old man spoke up: "Zhu Zi, have you run into some trouble?"

"fine."

"Do you think we're all fools? Why don't you call your eldest and second uncles over? They do have some connections."

"No need, I took care of it myself. I just finished, so I'll have a couple of drinks to relax."

"It's good that you're alright. Remember we're family. You don't need to struggle alone out there."

“The old man is right,” Wang Cuiping agreed.

"Listen to your grandfather," He Daqing said.

"I understand. I'll let you know if anything happens," He Yuzhu said.

They drank for a while longer, but then mostly chatted before parting ways.

When she got back, Xiaoman didn't ask He Yuzhu why he had been drinking again, because she had seen it all from upstairs. He hadn't come downstairs because he had to take care of the two little ones.

After He Daqing returned to his room, Chen Lanxiang asked him about it and breathed a sigh of relief when she learned that he was alright.

As for the old lady, she was indeed quite old, and she was already asleep when He Yuzhu returned.

The next morning, He Yuzhu was about to drive out when Wang Cuiping opened the car door and got in.

"Zhu Zi, you didn't tell the truth last night, did you? Do you want me to come with you? Your Aunt Ping isn't old yet, I can still hold a gun."

"You just stay home and take good care of the house. I'll take care of things outside."

"Think things through before you act rashly."

"I know."

"Okay, I'm going back now. Be careful on the road."

"understood."

As soon as He Yuzhu stepped outside, he noticed some people acting suspiciously outside the villa area. When his car came out, another car followed him.

He originally wanted to find Ah Lang and ask him to take some people to find out where Lei Luo, Zhu Youzai and the others lived, but now he didn't need to, someone had delivered themselves to his door.

When the car reached a secluded spot, He Yuzhu pretended that the car had broken down and parked it on the side of the road.

Those people were quite something; they actually parked their car not far behind He Yuzhu's car with a swagger, probably because they were used to being arrogant.

He Yuzhu got out of the car and walked towards the other car. The people in the car nervously reached for the guns at their waists.

"What's the rush? They have no weapons," the leader shouted.

They put their hands down, but remained vigilant.

"Bang, bang, bang," He Yuzhu knocked on the driver's side window.

"Is something the matter?" The driver asked stiffly as the car window rolled down.

Do you have car repair tools?

"No, you should look for someone else."

Looking for Piggy?

Everyone in the car was stunned.

"Go back and tell your brother that I need to talk to him, and also tell him not to follow me anymore, I can't guarantee what might happen!"

The men were so frightened that they were about to draw their guns.

"I advise you not to act rashly." He Yuzhu produced a round object in his hand.

"Hand, hand grenade." The people in the car swallowed hard, their Adam's apples bobbing.

"Could you convey my message?"

"Can, can"

"get out."

"Yes, yes." Upon hearing the answer, He Yuzhu took a step back.

The driver quickly started the engine and sped off.

Before the car had even left sight, He Yuzhu got into his car and followed it for a while before switching cars to continue following.

He Yuzhu changed cars several times before finally following this one, until the car arrived at an office building, which was not tall, only six stories high, with a floor area of ​​about five thousand square feet, and a yard for parking.

The driver didn't stay; after getting out of the car, the group hurriedly ran upstairs.

He Yuzhu glanced at the cars parked downstairs and knew which one belonged to Zhuyouzai. He drove the car to a secluded spot and hid it when no one was around.

He then put on some makeup and returned to the outside of the office building. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he climbed over the wall and went to Piggy's car.

There was a driver in Zhuyouzai's car. He Yuzhu knocked on the car window.

The driver, seeing that he didn't recognize the person outside, rolled down the window to hurl some insults, but was punched in the face and knocked unconscious.

He opened the door, dragged the driver out of the car, pulled off his clothes, barely managed to put them on himself, then gagged the driver, tied him up, and stuffed him into the trunk.

Soon, Piggy and the other guys came downstairs. Piggy was sweating profusely from running. After getting into the car, he shouted, "To Brother Luo's place."

The car that was following He Yuzhu drove off first, with He Yuzhu's car following closely behind. After passing an intersection, He Yuzhu's car pulled away a little, and after a few intersections, the car in front disappeared from sight.

He Yuzhu's car also changed direction. Zhuyouzai was so preoccupied with his thoughts that he hadn't paid any attention to what was happening outside.

He felt the car suddenly stop, and when he looked outside, he saw that it was a very remote place. He scolded, "Ah Yong, how are you driving? Didn't you tell me to go to Brother Luo's place? Where are you driving?"

"Brother Zai, right? I'll be serving you today," He Yuzhu said with a smile as he turned his head.

"You, how did you get up here? Where's A-Yong?" Piggy was startled by He Yuzhu's face.

"Brother Zai, are you asking about the driver? He's sleeping in the trunk."

"Mr. He, let's talk this out. Where are you taking me?"

"Where do you think I should take you, Brother Zai?"

"If anything happens to me, Brother Luo won't let you off the hook." Piggy didn't have the habit of carrying a gun. Was he a brain-eater? He could let his subordinates handle the work involving knives and guns.

But now he regretted not carrying a gun with him; he had one in his car, but it was on the other side of the back seat.

He was in such a hurry to get on the bus today. He usually sits over there, and now he's trying to distract He Yuzhu by moving over there.

The action was too obvious, He Yuzhu had noticed it long ago and found it very funny, so he teased, "I'm so scared, Brother Zai! And are you going to get the gun? You better not move. You're so big, it's very obvious. Put your hand where I can see it, otherwise I can't guarantee I'll treat you to a plate of peanuts."

He Yuzhu emphasized the last few words.

Piggy froze, too afraid to move. He slowly placed his hand on the back of the front seat, sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Whatever your demands, we can discuss them; there's no need for violence."

"Help me arrange to meet Brother Luo. I want to ask him, is this how the Hong Kong police operate? Double-crossing me, monitoring my house, following me, are they planning to kill me next?"

"No, no, Brother Luo is also in it for the money. Yesterday, his men acted without authorization, and they were punished, weren't they? Brother Luo said he wouldn't pursue it further, and we'll continue doing business." Piggy's mind raced, and his eyes darted around unconsciously.

"Hehe, Brother Zai, do you even believe what you're saying?"

"Just call me Piggy."

“Little Pig, I’m very good at rendering lard.” He Yuzhu glanced at Little Pig’s fat body, and Little Pig almost peed himself.

"Fei, Brother Fei, what... what exactly do you want?"

"Help me arrange to meet Lei Luo. I want to talk to him. Can you do this little favor, Piggy?"

(End of this chapter)