Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Qi Bing arrived at the Comprehensive Management Bureau.

After reviewing the information he found, he wasn't surprised.

Ten years ago, Qi Bing met Elder Mu for the first time and told him a lot of things, some true and some false.

The Fifteen Merchants, who had been committing evil deeds in the Xia Kingdom for many years, suffered a severe blow because of his words.

However, throughout the Xia Kingdom, there were still remnants of the Fifteen Trades and the treacherous puppet Manchukuo forces.

There are many, many more cult organizations, puppet Manchukuo forces, and traitors lurking in the Xia Kingdom.

Occasionally, when Qi Bing recalled the various forces in his previous life, he felt a surge of anger and murderous intent.

In order to capture them all at once, after the Comprehensive Management Bureau was established, he had people secretly collect information.

Over the years, the Comprehensive Management Bureau has thoroughly investigated and uncovered many traitors, cult organizations, and puppet Manchukuo forces in Xia Kingdom.

He convened a meeting with the three deputy bureau chiefs from Xia Jun, Xia Jing, and Xia An, and then issued orders.

Yi Zhonghai, a level-seven fitter at a steel rolling mill, earns a monthly income of just over eighty yuan. On the surface, he seems to have a glamorous life, but he knows that his life is worse than that of many ordinary families.

In order to maintain his respect for the elderly, Yi Zhonghai took care of a deaf old lady.

In order to ensure that someone would take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days, he also supported the entire Jia family.

The Jia family's increasingly exploitative practices eventually became unbearable for Yi Zhonghai.

His initial idea was simply to have Jia Dongxu support him in his old age, spending a small amount of money each month to give the Jia family some benefits.

Who knew that the Jia family was insatiable and that he spent more and more money on them. Last month, he spent more than seventy yuan on the Jia family alone.

The entire Jia family, young and old, took it for granted and fawned over him, refusing to appreciate his kindness and feeling that everything was perfectly normal.

What Yi Zhonghai feared even more was that the Jia family's greed was still growing. They would borrow food from him today and money from him tomorrow. Everyone knew that Zhang Cuihua had more than two thousand yuan, but she just wouldn't take it out to use.

He refused to lend money or grain to the Jia family, and the Jia family threatened to return to the countryside to farm. If Jia Dongxu returned to the countryside, who would take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days?

Yi Zhonghai weighed the pros and cons repeatedly. If things continued this way, before he even retired, the Jia family would have completely emptied his savings. At that point, he would have no savings left, and his monthly pension would still have to support the Jia family.

The more he thought about it, the more chilled he felt; the more he calculated, the more terrified he became. Yi Zhonghai felt a chill run down his spine.

"If Jia Dongxu dies, the Jia family will be left with only an orphan and a mother. The factory will definitely agree to let Qin Huairu take over the job. Qin Huairu will become a formal employee, and her household registration can be transferred to the city. The children's household registration will follow their mother, and Banggeng and Xiaodang can also get urban household registration."

Such an idea suddenly appeared in Yi Zhonghai's mind.

That morning, Jia Dongxu, who was working at the factory, fell on the high-speed rotating machine head because of Yi Zhonghai's scheme.

With a loud thud, Jia Dongxu was thrown into the air and fell to the ground, blood flowing rapidly.

Yi Zhonghai collapsed to the ground, muttering Dongxu's name repeatedly, as if he couldn't accept it.

With a look of panic and grief on his face, Yi Zhonghai suddenly shouted, "Help! Something's happened to Dongxu!"

"Has something happened to Jia Dongxu?"

"Jia Dongxu is bleeding, a lot of blood."

"Jia Dongxu is dying, he's not making any noise."

The factory arranged for someone to take Jia Dongxu to the hospital, and Yi Zhonghai moved his feet toward the third canteen.

"Uncle, what brings you here?"

"Zhu Zi, something has happened to your brother Dong Xu. Go back to the courtyard and inform the Jia family."

"Uncle, I still need to make lunch, I can't leave."

With Qin Huairu not around, He Yuzhu, who is of sound mind, is unwilling to go back and inform the Jia family.

Zhang Cuihua was unreasonable, and he had no desire to experience her claw techniques.

"Zhu Zi, how can you be so selfish?"

"Uncle, it's not that I'm selfish, but I'm the cook in the cafeteria. If I don't cook, what will the workers eat for lunch?"

"Comrade Yi Zhonghai, He Yuzhu is our canteen cook, and he'll be preparing the meal soon. Please find someone else to notify Jia Dongxu's family."

With the help of people from the cafeteria, Yi Zhonghai realized his scheme had failed and had no choice but to turn and leave.

Half an hour later, Zhang Cuihua learned that her beloved son Jia Dongxu had died. She broke down in tears and collapsed to the ground, wailing incessantly.

When Qin Huairu heard that her husband had passed away, she felt cold all over and was completely lost and helpless.

The stalk in the yard made a startling statement: "My dad died, and we'll be able to have a feast soon."

Xiao Dang chimed in, "Brother, I haven't had a feast in ages."

Yi Zhonghai, who had just completed his second kill, was in the factory manager's office.

"Director Yang, only Dongxu from the Jia family worked there. He died at the factory, leaving the widow and her children without any income. Do you have any ideas?"

"Old Yi, according to regulations, the factory is only responsible for funeral expenses, survivor's pension, and child support."

"Director Yang, now that Dongxu is gone, the Jia family is left with his mother Zhang Cuihua, his wife Qin Huairu, his son Banggeng, and his daughter Xiaodang. Qin Huairu is pregnant. If the Jia family causes trouble, the factory will be in trouble."

Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun; right and wrong are determined by the pen.

Many journalists of that era were fearless fighters. If the steel mill hadn't handled the Jia family's matter well, and it had made it into the newspapers, Zhang Qingquan, Yang Jianye, and others would have faced enormous trouble.

Yi Zhonghai was running between two places, busy with Jia Dongxu's funeral arrangements and also working hard to secure compensation for the Jia family.

Three days later, Jia Dongxu was placed in a coffin and buried. Yi Zhonghai then took Zhang Cuihua, Qin Huairu, Banggeng, and Xiaodang to the steel rolling mill.

Li Huaide intervened and the steel mill ultimately covered the funeral expenses and paid 500 yuan in compensation. The Jia family's household registration was moved to the city, Qin Huairu took over the job, and Banggeng and Xiaonian each received 5 yuan per month until they turned 18.

After Qin Huairu's child is born, she will receive five yuan per month until she turns eighteen.

The backyard, the Liu family's house.

Chen Rong sighed, "Master, with Jia Dongxu dead, the Jia family's life will be even more difficult."

Liu Haizhong said, "You're wrong about that. With Jia Dongxu dead, Zhang Cuihua, Qin Huairu, Banggeng, and Xiaodang all became urban residents, and they all have food rations. The Jia family's life is much better now."

Liu Guangtian said, "Dad, Mom, Zhang Cuihua has more than two thousand yuan. Jia Dongxu died in the workshop, and the factory compensated him with five hundred yuan. According to the regulations, children under the age of eighteen receive five yuan per month."

The scale of various grain plantings has increased, agricultural machinery, fertilizers, irrigation canals and wells have been put into use, and the fish caught by Xia Yu Company have been sold to various parts of Xia Kingdom. Xia Kingdom's grain reserves have increased significantly compared to the same period last year.

The creation of pension funds for minor children is also related to Qi Bing.

Liu Haizhong said, "Jia Dongxu is a first-class fitter, and his regular salary is only thirty-one yuan. Qin Huairu gave birth to a child and went to work at the steel rolling mill. She is a regular employee and her monthly salary is twenty-seven yuan."

"Qin Huairu gets 27 yuan a month, and her three children each get 5 yuan a month. All of that adds up to 42 yuan a month for the Jia family. Their monthly income is even higher now, even though they've lost Jia Dongxu."

Liu Guangtian chimed in, "Before, only Jia Dongxu in the Jia family had a grain ration. Now, every member of the Jia family will have a grain ration. The Jia family is living a better life than many people in the courtyard."

Chen Rong said, incredulously, "With nearly three thousand in savings and a monthly income of over forty, the Jia family has become one of the wealthiest households in the courtyard?"

Liu Haizhong said, "In our courtyard house, the truly wealthy families are the Qi family in the east wing, and then the Yan family in the front wing."

Liu Guangtian asked in surprise, "Dad, isn't Uncle San's family very poor?"

Liu Haizhong said irritably, "Old Yan is a small business owner. He used to run a bookstore. Before he became a primary school teacher, he must have saved a lot of money. According to my estimate, Old Yan has at least ten thousand yuan in savings."

Liu Haizhong didn't know exactly how much money Yan Bugui had, but he was convinced that Yan Bugui had at least ten thousand in savings.

Having graduated from university in his previous life and from high school in this life, Ye Qiu, who also possesses a proficiency system, has already begun to distinguish himself in the technical field.