"Awesome, do you know that the border guards endure the cold and hunger and use their flesh and blood to build a defense line for the motherland? Only then can the people live and work in peace and contentment, have money to spend, food to eat, and have something to do. Others exchanged their lives for peace, but you did something behind their backs. If I don't punish you, I'll let down those dead border guards and those heroic souls who died in blood. I hope you can learn from this and never steal again.”
As he spoke, Ye Feng grabbed the stick's arms and twisted them.
Kaka ~~~
"Ah ~~~"
The stick terrier's two arms were bent at an unbelievable angle, and at the same time, a blood-curdling scream could be heard.
Of course, Ye Feng had used a skillful method to dislocate the stick's arm, it was only dislocated, he did not break his arm.
"Hiss."
The surrounding people all shuddered. He had actually crippled the stick's two hands, and this was just a small punishment.
No one dared to imagine what the punishment would be.
"Awesome!"
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and fainted.
"Quick, quick, send my grandson to the hospital. Silly Zhu, what are you doing? Quick, quick, quick!"
"Help, quickly help!"
"Be careful, don't touch the stick's arm.”
"The two of you, carry Qin Huiru on your back and send her to the hospital as well.”
For a moment, the entire courtyard was in chaos.
Ye Feng ignored everyone, he first put the chicken into the cage, then helped the old lady into the house to sleep.
He couldn't be bothered with the matters outside.
"Good grandson! Aren't you too ruthless this time? Is the stick a child?”
Ye Feng: " Grandma, you also know that I came from that place, I can't let my eyes get dirty."”
The deaf old lady said," Sigh, my poor child. It's not easy for you to survive. Grandma understands you."”
Ye Feng: " Grandma, he's fine, he just dislocated his arm and will suffer some physical pain. He will be fine in two days, I hope he will remember this lesson and not steal again."”
"Good grandson, you did the right thing. Oh right, where did you get your gun?”
At the end of her speech, the Deaf Old Lady lowered her voice. Private individuals were not allowed to own guns, even veterans were not allowed.
"Grandma, your eyes are still good."
"That's right. I really saw the old woman stealing chickens.”
"Haha! Grandma, don't worry. My gun was given to me by a chief. No one dares to ask me for a gun. Moreover, I have a gun license and it's legal.”
"Then you can't use it in the future."
"Alright, I won't need it in the future. I'll keep it.”
"Good grandson, you should get a wife. Grandma is still waiting to be a wife.”
"Grandma, why are you saying this again?”
........
At the hospital.
After the arm was reattached, everyone left. Only Jia Zhangshi and the unconscious Qin Huiru were left in the hospital.
After a long time, Qin Huairu woke up slowly.
"Awesome, awesome, my child, how are you?”
Qin Huairu stood up and hugged the stick.
Jia Zhangshi said gloomily," The stick is fine. My arm is dislocated. It's already fixed."”
"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine!”
Qin Huairu heaved a sigh of relief.
Jia Zhang-shi squinted her eyes, the dark night was filled with gloom as she said,""Huai Ru, we can't let today's matter go like this.”
" Mom, but that Ye Feng is not to be trifled with, we…"
"I have a way to put him to death."”
"What is it?" Qin Huairu said worriedly.
Jia Zhangshi raised her eyelids.”
After she left, she lowered her voice and said,"Ye Feng has a gun, but this alone can make him die without a burial place.”
"There's a gun!"
Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat, she wondered who Ye Feng was, he even had a gun.
"Mom! He's not to be trifled with. We..."
"Don't worry, Mom is confident. He will be in prison for at least a few years if he has a gun. After he goes to prison, I will slowly deal with the Deaf Old Lady.”
......
After helping the old lady to sleep, Ye Feng took out his old pocket watch and took a look, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
She turned off the lights and slept for two to three hours.
At 11 am, Ye Feng quietly got up and left the courtyard house.
This time, he planned to go to the ghost market.
The so-called ghost market was the black market in the capital. It was all about underground transactions.
The black market opened in the middle of the night and dispersed at dawn, so it was called the ghost market.
The ghost market in Beijing had existed since the Republic of China. It had been around since then. It was not until the 1980s that people started to sell antiques and cultural relics that the ghost market became truly famous.
The current ghost market was not very large. It mainly sold food, food stamps, kerosene, cloth, and other necessities.
As for the ghost market, the government didn't do much to crack down on it. After all, some people could buy supplies in the ghost market when they needed them urgently.
As far as he knew, there was a ghost market not far from Chaoyang Market.
The reason why he wanted to go to the ghost market was very simple.
Now that the farm could raise chickens, Ye Feng planned to buy a few old hens, if he really could not buy them, he could only buy chicken tickets, with chicken tickets, he could go to the market to buy chickens.
In this era where supplies were scarce, tickets were needed to buy anything.
Food tickets were needed to buy food.
To buy cloth, you must buy a cloth ticket.
You need a ticket to buy oil.
Buying meat requires meat coupons.
From matches to bicycles, you couldn't buy anything with money and no tickets.
Ye Feng only had some food stamps and some cloth stamps.
He couldn't get a meat ticket, only the canteen of a public institution could get one, let alone a bicycle ticket.
There was no other way. The supplies were too scarce. Only by using tickets could the supplies be distributed reasonably.
It was because of this that the stolen chicken caused such a huge commotion in the courtyard.
It was late at night, and the cold wind was bone-piercing.
Under the old city wall, there were a few lanterns lit with kerosene.
Under the light of the lantern, he could see more than ten stall owners shivering in the corner.
It was the middle of winter, and the middle of the night was the time when ghosts bared their teeth. It was very cold.
The lantern was a rare item, and ordinary stall owners could not afford it.
Most of them were lit by four or five stall owners.
After walking in, he saw that the things sold here were nothing more than sweet potatoes, eggs, potatoes, cloth, old clothes, kerosene, and other daily necessities.
Here, eggs were considered high-end food. Usually, they were sold by the villagers on the first day of the city.
The egg seller was an old man covered in patches. He was so skinny that he was all skin and bones, and his face was dark.
There was a basket of eggs at his feet. There were more than ten of them.
Ye Feng asked,"Sir, how much are the eggs?"”
"Five points!"
Ye Feng nodded, five cents was a little expensive, at most three cents in the market, but tickets were required, but this was a ghost market, it was normal for it to be a little expensive, people who came here to buy things did not have tickets.
"Do you have an old hen at home?"
"Yes."
"How much is one?"
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