Siheyuan (courtyard house): My name is Shazhu!

After resting for half an hour after the meal, the two left Donglaishun, bought two skewers of candied hawthorn, one for each of them, and pushed their bicycles along the road, eating as they went.

It's a rare, classic flavor that I haven't tasted in fifteen years. It's sweet and sour, and even He Yuzhu, who is over forty years old across two lifetimes, thinks it's delicious.

Not to mention, Xiaoyu was so engrossed in eating her candied hawthorn that she didn't have time to talk. She kept nodding as she ate, which meant she thought the candied hawthorn was delicious.

On Monday, there weren't many people riding bicycles on the road, and the road was quite wide.

Having already entered the Dashilan area, the two siblings decided not to explore further and instead chose to go home. They returned to their courtyard house in less than twenty minutes.

Both siblings are happy today.

The three people who were sent to the hospital were not so lucky; their situation was terrible.

Yi Zhonghai suffered a severe hip injury, including a fracture of the femoral neck.

Jia Zhangshi suffered a fracture of her right kneecap.

Jia Dongxu suffered a fracture of his right thumb, which on the surface appears to be the least serious case. However, if it affects his work as a fitter, then it is actually the most serious one.

Three people went to get their bones set, but only Tan Guilan remained, listening to the doctor describe the three people's conditions.

I couldn't understand what they were saying, but I did hear that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi's conditions were not optimistic. Even a slight limp was considered good; if it got serious...

Tan Guilan dared not imagine what the consequences would be. She could only walk to the front of the bone-setting operating room in a daze and wait for the three people to come out.

Sigh.

Tan Guilan's fever had not completely subsided; she was the only one from both families who was "not sick," so she had no choice but to endure the fever and go to the hospital.

She witnessed the entire incident involving the three people and blamed Yi Zhonghai for being careless, saying that the Jia family mother and son were just unlucky because of it.

All we can do is pray that Yi Zhonghai is alright. As for the Jia family mother and son, what does it have to do with her? Jia Dongxu is so-so, but it's better for Jia Zhangshi to be dead than alive.

Tan Guilan never looked down on Jia Zhangshi.

.......

Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family mother and son were in the hospital after the accident. The courtyard was unusually quiet, and no one went out to chat even in winter.

Liu Haizhong and Xu Fugui must be very happy. These two have always been outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds with Yi Zhonghai. Liu Haizhong's dissatisfaction stems from work-related issues.

Xu Fugui and Yi Zhonghai were "incompatible," one thought the other was an old fogey, and the other thought the other was a hypocrite.

As for Yan Bugui, he was still wearing his glasses. He was familiar with and analyzed everyone in the courtyard. As a newcomer, he was practically invisible.

In the afternoon, I played hopscotch and skipped rope with Xiaoyushui indoors. The main house of the courtyard is large and tall, so it didn't affect either activity.

Ten days have passed quickly, and it's now mid-January.

Red Star Hospital!

Jia Dongxu had already been discharged from the hospital. His injuries were the least severe, and he didn't even need to be hospitalized for anti-inflammatory treatment. Infusions and injections didn't affect him. He stayed in the hospital to take care of his mother.

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi were quite lucky, after all, they were important supporting characters in the TV series.

The two people were hospitalized for three days, and just as they were showing signs of inflammation, a batch of anti-inflammatory drugs arrived at the hospital.

Anti-inflammatory drugs are not cheap, but for Yi Zhonghai, a steel mill worker, his medical expenses are reimbursed by the factory, so he can use the medicine as long as it is available and doesn't have to worry about the money.

Unlike Jia Zhangshi, whose medical expenses were 50% reimbursed, the rest was out-of-pocket. That's impossible! There's no way Jia Zhangshi will pay for her medical treatment.

It's not just about medical expenses; it's also about eating good, nutritious food.

With a worried look on his face, Jia Dongxu told Yi Zhonghai what his mother meant: "He was injured because of Yi Zhonghai, so he will pay for his medical expenses."

Yi Zhonghai reluctantly agreed, as it was indeed related to him. He also didn't want Jia Zhangshi to cause trouble at the hospital.

Jia Dongxu was also injured, yet he was busy at the hospital taking care of himself; it wasn't easy for him. He gritted his teeth and accepted it.

Jia Zhangshi successfully sucked blood for the first time!

Emei Restaurant!

He Yuzhu's cooking skills will reach an intermediate level in another half month. It's the end of January, and after eight months of apprenticeship, reaching that level is no easy feat!

He Yushui became familiar with the restaurant and got to know everyone there. Sometimes she would play by herself outside the kitchen.

When playing outside, he listened to He Yuzhu and never ran around or talked to strangers. The open space outside the kitchen rarely saw anyone.

The rain is getting lighter and lighter.

After playing for half an hour, return to the kitchen to study or read comic books.

He Yuzhu first prepared the ingredients, and then learned the basics of cooking from his master, including heat control, seasoning, and other skills.

On ordinary days, there aren't too many people. Before seven o'clock, I took He Yushui back to the courtyard house.

At 11 p.m., He Yuzhu glanced at He Yushui, who was sleeping soundly in her new quilt.

I stepped out of the house and locked the door from the outside. There was no one in the middle courtyard, and no one from the three houses in the back courtyard was going to the toilet in the cold winter.

He climbed over the wall and left the courtyard, heading straight for Zhengyang Gate. Within a week, He Yuzhu had already scouted the location and knew where Chen Xueru's house was.

We've also found out where the female spy 'Su Xiaoya' lives; we're going to get rid of her today.

Carefully avoiding the comrades patrolling at night, they arrived at Su Xiaoya's house outside the wall half an hour later.

Listen carefully; there is no sound from inside the courtyard, and no lights are on inside the house. It's 11:30, so people are probably already resting.

He took out a knife, gently fiddled with the door bolt, and three minutes later pushed open the door and entered Su Xiaoya's house.

He left the front door slightly ajar, went to the house, and took out the sleeping potion he had bought from the system shop. He used three doses of the potion for the three main rooms, each dose costing ten 'gold coins'. It was a standard supply!

It is unclear which house the female spy stayed in, or whether anyone else stayed overnight.

Fifteen minutes later, He Yuzhu entered the room and, by the little moonlight filtering in, saw a person lying on the bed, who should be Su Xiaoya.

The door wasn't closed; if you release sleeping powder, it would be a joke if you knocked yourself out.

He checked the other two rooms, but no one was there. Five minutes later, He Yuzhu returned to Su Xiaoya's bedroom, relieved.

Tie her up with a rope, gag her, and make sure Su Xiaoya can't make a sound.

He took out silver needles and pricked four acupoints on Su Xiaoya's head, making the needles vibrate continuously.

Less than half a minute later, Su Xiaoya woke up and tried to struggle, but her body was tightly bound.

Wearing a hood, He Yuzhu lowered his voice, "I'll ask, you answer. Think it through and nod. If you don't want to answer, you'll suffer. Where's the money?"

Su Xiaoya didn't react; as expected of a top spy, her will was unwavering.

No nonsense, no cooperation, then they'll force a confession.

Nine silver needles were inserted directly into nine acupoints on Su Xiaoya's body.

Gradually, Su Xiaoya's reaction became more and more intense. Under the flashlight, Su Xiaoya's veins bulged, her face turned red, and her whole body convulsed.

More than forty minutes later, Su Xiaoya fainted twice, but He Yuzhu woke her up both times.

An hour later, Su Xiaoya was awakened from her third coma. With the last of her strength, she nodded.

Twenty minutes later, He Yuzhu knocked Su Xiaoya unconscious with a slap, without untying her or removing the cloth from her mouth.

Take your combat supplies and leave.

On his way home, he tied the letter he had written at Su Xiaoya's house to a brick and threw it at the entrance of a small alley in front of the Jiaodaokou Military Control Commission, about thirty meters away from the soldiers on guard.

Ten minutes later, they saw more than ten soldiers in vehicles inside the military control office heading towards Su Xiaoya's home.

He Yuzhu quietly returned to the courtyard house.

Back home, seeing that He Yushui was still sleeping, He Yuzhu entered the system space to check his specific gains.

Four guns, including a Browning 1906 pocket lady's sidearm.

Dimensions and weight: 114 mm in length, 350 grams empty, optimized for women's hands, allowing for discreet one-handed operation.

Safety features: The grip safety requires a proper grip to fire, and works in conjunction with the manual safety and magazine safety to prevent accidental discharge.

One M1935 pistol, also known as the Browning High Power Pistol. Two Thompson submachine guns. Both are loaded with two loads of ammunition.

He Yuzhu used it for self-defense, but it wasn't very useful.