Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Mom, once I get Sha Zhu's job, I'll take you to the state-run restaurant for braised pork."

In Xiao Hu's voice, which couldn't hide his pride and excitement, there was also a hint of lingering satisfaction.

"Okay, my child, then Mommy will wait patiently."

Lin Tian looked in the direction of the sound.

Not far ahead, three people were walking slowly.

A woman in her thirties, dressed in a simple blue cloth dress, was quite attractive. She swayed her hips as she walked, exuding an undeniable charm.

"Brother, you just ate three pieces of braised pork, and I only ate two. You ate one more than I should have."

"Little Leopard, what's the rush?"

Xiao Hu chuckled, "Once I take over He Daqing's job and get a salary, I'll take you out to eat braised pork every day, and you can eat as many pieces as you want."

Little Leopard's eyes lit up: "Really? Bro, you can't be lying to me!"

Why would I lie to you?

Xiao Hu patted his chest and said, "Then the good days will come for the three of us. With jobs, it will be easier for us brothers to find wives."

As the white widow listened to her two sons' conversation, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips, and she reached out to ruffle Little Tiger's hair.

"Okay, then Mom will just wait to enjoy her retirement. After you get married, Mom will take care of your grandchildren."

Little Tiger chuckled, and Little Leopard grinned foolishly along with him.

The three of them were enjoying themselves immensely, as if a bright future was just around the corner.

But after taking a few steps, the white widow suddenly sighed.

"It's just a pity about the He family's house..."

Her voice carried a hint of resentment and regret.

Xiao Hu's smile faded a bit. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Mom, after I take over Sha Zhu's job, I'll go ask the neighborhood office. After all, Sha Zhu's house is a private residence."

Even if the house burns down, the land deed should still belong to Sha Zhu's family. When I make money, I can build a new house in the future.

The white widow nodded, a smile returning to her face: "My eldest son is so clever. Alright, then Mom will wait to move into the new house."

Little Leopard, who was listening nearby, suddenly pointed ahead and said, "Brother, Mom, look, it looks like someone's dead over there."

The three of them stopped at the same time and looked in the direction the little leopard was pointing.

Not far ahead, at the entrance of the steel mill's residential compound, a group of police officers had gathered.

Stretchers were being carried out from inside, covered with white sheets, through which the outlines of human bodies could be vaguely seen.

The officers' expressions were blank, their movements practiced; they were clearly used to this kind of scene.

The white widow glanced at it only once before looking away.

"Never mind, it's none of our business. Let's go to the steel mill first."

Xiao Hu nodded: "Yes, yes, let's go to the steel rolling mill first to finalize the job; that's the important thing."

The three continued walking, bypassing the police officers and the stretcher, towards the steel rolling mill.

Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes were watching them intently from the shadows not far behind them.

Lin Tian leaned against the wall, watching the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, a cold smile slowly creeping onto his lips.

White Widow?

He had heard of that name before.

He Daqing fled to Baoding with this woman.

It is said that she was a widow with two sons, who bewitched He Daqing so much that he was willing to serve them like a slave.

Now that He Daqing is dead and Sha Zhu is dead, these two kids actually want to take over their jobs?

Lin Tian recalled the conversation between the three people earlier.

"Once I get the job with Sha Zhu..."

"Once I take over He Daqing's job..."

"Then our good days will begin..."

They spoke so naturally, so matter-of-factly, as if what He Daqing and Sha Zhu owned was rightfully theirs.

They were neither sad nor heartbroken when He Daqing died.

They only care about whether they can keep their jobs, whether they can get a house, and whether they can continue to enjoy a good life in the future.

Lin Tian smiled.

"The most poisonous heart is that of a woman; it is truly so."

They were about to leave.

The matter here has been mostly resolved; the enemy agents who needed to be killed have been killed. Next, he plans to go to Hong Kong to find Lou Bancheng's first wife and her associates.

After all, you have to nip it in the bud.

But these three...

They just had to rush up here to get themselves killed.

Lin Tian emerged from the shadows and followed at a leisurely pace, muttering to himself as he walked:

"If you insist, what can I do?"

He paused for a moment, then his smile deepened.

"I can only send this to your whole family, so that you're all together."

The three people in front were completely unaware, continuing to walk and chat, looking forward to their happy future.

Xiao Hu was still savoring the taste of those three pieces of braised pork, licking his lips as he said:

"Mom, the braised pork at the state-run restaurant is so delicious. When I get my salary, we'll go there to eat it every day."

The little leopard chimed in:

"Yes, yes, we'll eat it every day until we get tired of it!"

The white widow laughed and scolded them:

"Two gluttons, eating every day, is their salary enough to live on? They still need to save money to get married."

There's no rush to get a wife.

Xiao Hu waved his hand and said, "Let's eat our fill first. We can't afford to lose anything, especially not ourselves."

The three of them chatted and laughed as they turned into another alley.

The steel rolling mill is just outside here.

"Good, well said."

Lin Tian emerged from the shadows, clapped his hands, and looked at Lin Tian with admiration in his eyes.

Although they are ungrateful, if you look at it from their perspective, it's really satisfying.

Unfortunately, I met myself.

The white widow and her two children stopped and turned around at the same time.

Xiao Hu looked at the child who came out from behind him, sized him up, and thought he looked ordinary, like a wild child who had run away from home.

"Who are you, kid?"

Lin Tian was stunned for a moment.

Little brat?

But why do those words sound so harsh?

Where am I small?

This brat dared to insult me; he has already committed suicide.

Little Leopard said calmly, "Brother, let's go. Why waste time talking nonsense with a kid? We need to get to the steel mill and get down to business."

The white widow also glanced at Lin Tian, ​​her eyes filled with a hint of wariness.

But soon, that vigilance vanished.

What threat could an eight-year-old child pose?

"Let's go. Ignore him."

The three of them turned to leave.

good good!

Daring to ignore oneself.

furious!

"stop."

Lin Tian shouted, and the three of them stopped at the same time.

"Little brat. What do you want? Speak up if you have something to say, or shut up. We don't have money or food to give you."

The little leopard raised an eyebrow and said bluntly.

In his eyes, Lin Tian was thin and small, and looked like the kind of person who didn't know where his next meal would come from.

The reason they were stopped was because they must have seen them coming out of the state-run restaurant, seen them eating braised pork, and then wanted to beg.

How could I possibly help him when I don't even have enough to eat myself?

Upon hearing this, Little Tiger agreed with his younger brother, saying, "Little brat, get out of here, we don't have any food for you."

"I have never seen such a shameless person. You three ingrates have really opened my eyes."

Lin Tian's eyes were icy cold.

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