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Chapter 133 Someone is digging the wall

Back in the courtyard, Zhang Junping took out a wolf-skin mattress and a wolf-skin cloak and gave them to Scarface, asking him to go get some help.

This thing is not rare to him. There are more than twenty sets in the space, but it is definitely a rare thing in BJ.

In the future, his bed will never be covered with cheap things like wolf skin mattresses.

A tiger skin mattress made of two tiger skins was his choice.

After all, the pigeon market is a semi-black and white industry. If possible, Zhang Junping would not want to come forward on his own.

However, if you want to control the pigeon market, you can only choose this method.

Anyway, he doesn't care about the three melons and two dates collected by the pigeon market.

The mountain goods that were originally planned to be handed over to Lin San were also temporarily put on hold.

Let's wait until Scarface smoothes things over.

"Remember, no one in Pigeon City can break the rules.

Especially those of you who make the rules, you can't break the rules just because of some immediate interests.

In addition, the Buddha in the market asked them to move.

I don't care about anything else. Buddha is absolutely not allowed to exist in this pigeon market." Zhang Junping told Scarface.

"Understood, I will listen to you and ask Buddha to move the place when you get back." Scarface nodded seriously and agreed.

"Also, before I leave, how is the house that I asked Third Master Lin to help inquire about?" Zhang Junping asked Scarface softly after getting a glass of water.

"I asked around and found out that there are several courtyards. I heard that they were all returned to them after implementing the policy.

Now, the owners want to sell their houses and get money."

"Yes!" Zhang Junping nodded to express his understanding.

These people are afraid, afraid of any changes in the future.

Sell ​​the house quickly, and with the money, it will be easier to deal with any changes in the future.

"There is a set near you. It is a large courtyard with three entrances and three exits.

However, the yard is rented out by the housing authority.

At the moment there is no way to evict the people, so the final decision seems to be that the neighborhood committee will be responsible for collecting the rent every month and then handing it over to the original landlord."

Zhang Junping immediately rejected it.

In this era, there are many houses in bj that have been returned to the public after implementing the policy, and many of them want to sell them quickly.

There is no need to go to this trouble.

It is unlivable to live in such a house. It is waiting for demolition. If it is actually demolished, it will be troublesome.

In later generations, bj because of this situation, many people filed lawsuits.

"It doesn't matter if it's smaller. Is there a quieter yard?" Zhang Junping asked.

"Yes, there is a small courtyard, with three rooms in the north, two rooms in the east and west, and no side rooms. I looked at the courtyard and found that the arrangement is quite good and the house is quite sturdy.

There is also a courtyard with two entrances, five north rooms, three east and west wing rooms, and three inverted rooms and a gatehouse in the front yard.

The courtyard is a bit dilapidated. One of the east and west wing rooms has serious water leakage, and the other one has completely collapsed.

Both courtyards are on the Shichahai side, not far from your place." Scarface told Zhang Junping with great care, and he was open to all kinds of houses.

"Well, not bad!" Zhang Junping nodded with satisfaction, "In this case, you go and do your business first, settle the matter in Pigeon City, and then let's talk about the house."

"Okay, Master Zhang, I won't disturb you anymore, you're busy." Scarface bowed to Zhang Junping, turned around and left the room.

Zhang Junping wanted both houses, a small courtyard house and a middle courtyard house.

Anyway, he is not short of money now. With so much money in hand, it seems that besides buying a house and collecting antiques, there is no other use for him.

After tidying up and seeing that it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Junping simply lay down on the bed, took out Dream of Red Mansions and started reading.

Zhang Junping was watching and thinking about it. Writing a side story based on Dream of Red Mansions would definitely be more exciting than The Plum in the Golden Lotus.

I even had the urge to write a side story myself, but when I think about this era, writing a side story like that is just asking for death.

He also lost his mind.

Let’s continue to study the luxurious life inside.

The Dream of Red Mansions describes human relationships and worldly interactions very thoroughly.

It's a pity that among the men in the Jia family, three are absurd, one is incompetent and stupid, and the other is incompetent, absurd and selfish.

A group of women are smart and capable, but unfortunately they are used in the wrong place.

Of course, in that society, no matter how smart a woman was, she could only use it in house fights.

It's impossible for you to go out and show your face.

This is a woman's sorrow.

After looking at the time for a while, Zhang Junping put down his book and tidied his clothes. It was almost five o'clock.

Take two large packages and leave the courtyard.

He was going to the Light Industry Bureau to pick up his wife from get off work.

Zhang Junping did not tell Qiu Wenyan when he would come back and planned to give her a surprise.

Zhang Junping arrived at the Light Industry Bureau before he got off work.

At this time, there were already many young people squatting at the door of the Light Industry Bureau.

Some do it to chase girls, while others, like Zhang Junping, wait for their girlfriends to get off work.

As for those who are married, you have seen a few who are married and pick up their wives from get off work every day.

I can’t say there aren’t any, but there are relatively few.

Not long after waiting, the Light Industry Bureau got off work, and a steady stream of people walked out.

Qiu Wenyan pushed her bicycle out of the gate of the Light Industry Bureau and saw Zhang Junping standing at the gate.

Qiu Wenyan opened her mouth wide and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

Then he threw the bicycle away and ran towards Zhang Junping.

Just when Zhang Junping opened his arms, preparing to welcome Qiu Wenyan's embrace, a person suddenly crossed over and blocked Qiu Wenyan's way.

One was over 1.7 meters tall, with a small parting of hair, and an unknown amount of scalp oil was applied to his hair, which looked as shiny as if it had been licked by a dog.

At this time, Xiao Fentou was looking at Qiu Wenyan affectionately, "Comrade Qiu Wenyan, do you have time tonight? I would like to invite you to watch a movie..."

"I have a boyfriend!"

"Comrade Qiu Wenyan, no one can stop me from pursuing you!

As long as you are not married, I will have..."

Zhang Junping's face was dark, as if he had eaten a fly, and he was so disgusted.

"Fuck you!" Zhang Junping didn't wait for Xiaofen to finish speaking and kicked him directly.

He kicked this little guy who appeared out of nowhere and flew seven or eight meters away, knocking down several people.

There was a moment of chaos at the entrance of the Light Industry Bureau.

Even so, Zhang Junping was still upset.

You dare to worry about my wife, and you want to poach her.

Zhang Junping chased after him and kicked him again, sending his head flying three to four meters away.

Once again, several bicycles were smashed.

"Hit someone!"

"There's a fight!"

The Chinese people’s habit of loving watching the excitement is undoubtedly exposed.

People who had just gotten off work were no longer in a hurry to go home, and those who picked people up were no longer in a hurry to pick them up. Zhang Junping and the little guy were immediately surrounded.

Zhang Junping wanted to continue kicking him, but Qiu Wenyan hugged him and said, "Pingzi, stop hitting him! Don't beat him to death."

I can't do it for this kind of person."

Qiu Wenyan was really scared. She was really afraid that Zhang Junping would be furious and beat Xiao Fentou to death.

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