The conspiracy of the courtyard

Chapter 155 Regeneration Trick

Lu Zixuan also introduced to Liu Lan the general classification of information, accurate collection, estimated value, and sales targets.

After learning that Liu Lan had only learned a few big characters in the literacy class, he took out the pinyin table and carefully taught her simple pronunciation and writing.

They also agreed to set aside half a day every week to learn pinyin, writing, arithmetic and other basic knowledge, and strive to reach the second grade level within three years.

As for her family affairs, Lu Zixuan did not ask or say much. He did not like to interfere in other people's private affairs. If Liu Lan could not bear it and asked him for help, he would help.

Lu Zixuan's half-day guidance of Liu Lan, coupled with an analysis of the pros and cons, not only changed Liu Lan's fate of becoming a man's vassal.

It also allowed Lu Zixuan to gain a loyal partner and opened up another way to obtain information.

When He Yuzhu was taking Lu Zixuan back to the courtyard, they saw seven or eight kids in their teens beating up a boy of fifteen or sixteen, shouting "beat you to death, you bastard".

He Yuzhu couldn't bear to see this, so he pulled apart and chased away the group of kids who were causing the fight.

Looking at the young man's bruised arms, swollen face, and dirty clothes, Lu Zixuan also felt a trace of pity.

The young man just bowed deeply, said "thank you" lightly, and was about to leave with injuries. No matter how He Yuzhu tried to dissuade him, he remained unmoved.

"Do you have anywhere to go? From your appearance, you haven't eaten for at least a few days. If you come with us, you may be able to survive. If you starve to death, you will have nothing.

Integrity is a good thing, but it depends on the time. If you don't have the will to survive, you won't run to Beijing. Now that you are here, you must give yourself a reason and courage to live.

If you want to live, follow me. If you want to die, we won’t stop you.”

Lu Zixuan said a few words in a stiff tone and dragged He Yuzhu away. The young man thought for a minute, then quickly caught up with Lu Zixuan and thanked him again.

Lu Zixuan did not take the boy to the courtyard, but sent He Yuzhu back home.

He led him to the shabby yard and took out a few steamed buns from his bag and handed them to him.

“Eat, there are water tanks, stoves, clay pots, and beds with tattered quilts. This is where I come when I’m bored.

Basically no one comes here. Except for the path I just took you through, other places are traps. Don't fall into them.

After eating, if you want to stay in Sijiucheng, tell me your basic situation. If you don’t want to tell me, leave and don’t get me into trouble. "

When Lu Zixuan saw that the young man took the steamed bread, he did not eat it in a hurry. Instead, he found the casserole, added water to it and put it on the stove. He broke the steamed bread and soaked it in the water, then skillfully lit a fire and added firewood.

After doing all this, he slowly told his story.

"My name is Song Xiangzhe. I am sixteen years old. My family is from the southern part of Hebei Province. Before the land reform, my family had a few acres of thin land and we could live a decent life, but our family was classified as a rich peasant."

Because our family's life was better than those of tenant farmers and poor peasants.

This caused dissatisfaction among some poor peasants, their houses were destroyed, and my father fell seriously ill and passed away.

Their mother lived in the village with them for several years.

During the autumn harvest this year, my mother saw that everyone was busy making steel and no one was harvesting the crops in the fields, so she suggested to the village chief to allocate some labor to harvest the crops in the fields.

As a result, she was reported by activists, who accused her of trying to seize the common assets of the commune members and disobeying the orders from her superiors to carry out the Great Leap Forward in Steel Production.

She was put on a dunce cap and chained by the people from the commune, and dragged to various villages like a dog and forced to kneel down and admit her mistakes. She couldn't resist and left in grief and anger.

On the night of his mother's burial, the village chief invited him to his home to discuss something. His sister was abducted and raped by some village scoundrels, and she also hanged herself.

Song Xiangzhe realized the villagers' malicious intent and knew that he was powerless to change the situation, so he buried his sister in a hurry.

He left overnight with the only 5 yuan left in the house and some dry food.

I originally wanted to catch a train heading north and go wherever I wanted, but after trying several times, I failed and had to walk on foot.

But misfortune often favors the unfortunate. He was discovered by villagers who were responsible for transporting steel, taken back to the village, tied to a pillar, and tortured for half a month.

When he was dying, an uncle secretly let him run away. This time he didn't dare to take the main road again, so he begged along the side roads to sneak into the city.

Who would have thought that today, as soon as I arrived in Sijiu City, I would run into bad luck again. I was recognized by a kid from my former hometown and was beaten up on the spot.

Lu Zixuan had heard Song Xiangzhe cry about his experiences and was extremely impressed by his bad luck.

If he hadn't met me, hunger alone would have driven him crazy.

"Okay, I see. How many years of school did you go to? What are your plans for the future? Do you want to accumulate strength to go back for revenge, or live peacefully in the Forty-Nine City?"

Song Xiangzhe drank the last sip of hot water from the casserole and lowered his head in silence.

“If you want to go back for revenge, I can’t help you. Even if I could, I wouldn’t help you because I don’t like making friends with cowards.

If you want to stay in Sijiucheng temporarily, please go with me to the street office and police station tomorrow to register your household registration information.

Just say that all your family members have died of illness and you have no relatives, and ask the street office to find you a temporary place to stay.

There is no place for you to work at your age, so please help me temporarily. I will give you a salary or provide you with food. Please think about it and I will come to confirm it tomorrow."

After Lu Zixuan finished speaking, he walked away without waiting for Song Xiangzhe to reply.

The next morning, Lu Zixuan took Song Xiangzhe to the street office, found the police station and the street office, explained the reasons, and successfully completed the filing.

Because they have no relatives to rely on, no job, and no household registration transfer certificate, they do not meet the conditions for transferring their household registration, and can only be temporarily issued a letter of certification for refugees.

Xiao Zhao could only make an exception and arrange for Song Xiangzhe to stay in a very small room in a large courtyard, charging only one yuan in rent for three months.

"If you want to vent your anger, follow the child who hit you and find out his home address and his parents' occupations.

His father should be a soldier, and he probably beat him often, which led to his extreme personality. If you find him beating someone again, tell me immediately."

Before leaving, Lu Zixuan gave Song Xiangzhe a few instructions, took out 10 yuan as living expenses, asked him to move the daily necessities from the broken courtyard over and use them first, and told him his address.

Sure enough, within three days, Song Xiangzhe came to find Lu Zixuan and said that he had found out the child's home address.

His father was a regimental commander who had been to the battlefield, and his mother was a nurse in the hospital.

And that day the kid gathered a few people again and beat up some people in a large courtyard.

Lu Zixuan quickly followed Song Xiangzhe to the slum.

He smashed a piece of glass in the house of the child who was beaten, and then ran to the house of the child who beat others.

Song Xiangzhe didn't understand Lu Zixuan's intention and could only follow him.

After Song Xiangzhe designated a room, Lu Zixuan asked him to watch from a distance.

When Lu Zixuan saw the child's house, a middle-aged man in military uniform walked out and immediately stepped forward to complain:

"Hello, PLA uncle!

Your child just brought several people and beat up a child in the slum over there.

The situation was very serious, and they also secretly broke the glass in someone else's house.

No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out you have his back.

Then I won’t go to the police station to report the case, it probably won’t be of much use. Alas…”

Lu Zixuan shook his head somewhat disappointedly and continued:

"Since you are his family, I will just let you know.

Many of our classmates saw him leading a group of people to fight almost every day and even robbing others of their money.

If your family is really short of money, the teacher said that soldiers can apply for subsidies from the street office. Stop stealing money from us poor people.

The teacher said that what they did was considered robbery, which is illegal and will result in a prison sentence. You can handle it yourself."

Lu Zixuan lowered his head and walked away.