The truck was speeding on the road, and Zhou Wenzhong's face was sore and itchy from the wind and sand. Since his hands were tied behind his back, he could only grin and make various mouth movements to relieve the itching on his face.

Looking at the buildings on both sides of the street becoming more and more unfamiliar, Zhou Wenzhong could not recall in his mind which boundary he was going to. The four escorts on the truck did not speak, and the truck just kept driving toward the southeast.

…

In the middle courtyard of the courtyard, the whole courtyard meeting has begun.

Xiao Chen sat at the main seat and smoked, slowly waiting for the residents present to calm down. Many people had not yet recovered from the excitement just now.

About 15 minutes passed. Xiao Chen took a sip of hot water and patted the table.

"Noise, noisy. Anyway, it's your own time. I think the weather is still too hot for you to feel cold at all. I'll wait slowly. I'll talk after you finish talking."

"Okay! Everyone be quiet and listen to the instructions from the street office! Everyone be quiet!"

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he sat on a chair, and the comments from the residents below gradually subsided.

"Since you want to listen, then I'll start talking?"

"Start, start."

After Liu Haizhong said this, he poured some boiling water for Xiao Chen.

"Then I'll make a long story short. First, you can take down the excellent small courtyard sign in your courtyard. I will take it away later."

"Don't bother me! It's Zhou Wenzhong and Yan Bugui who committed the crime. You can't do this."

"Removing the sign? This is the honor of our courtyard. You can't take it off!"

"Since you are not allowed to take off the signs, then you should return the things that Mr. Wang gave out before."

A resident quickly stood up and shouted: "It's better to take it off."

"It doesn't matter whether you take it off or not. After all, there are two bad guys in the courtyard, so the sign should be taken off too."

"That's right, I'm embarrassed to hang up."

"Look what you said, something big happened in the courtyard. When I walked past the gate of the courtyard, I felt that this sign was glaring. I must take it off!"

Xiao Chen raised his hand and once again maintained the order of the meeting.

"Very good, it seems that everyone has a high level of awareness on this matter. Let's talk about the second thing.

Zhou Wenzhong was sentenced to nine years, but the police station has not yet issued any documents. The fines from our street office have been tallied up. According to the advice given by the police station, Zhou Wenzhong set up stalls to engage in fraud for 10 years.

The deposit for reporting to the subdistrict office is 1 yuan and 20 cents each time, which is 3 yuan and 60 cents for 3 days per year. So together with his double fine, the total in 10 years is 72 yuan. This amount of money belongs to the Zhou family

Hurry and hand it over to the street office.

In addition, the police station provided a rough estimate of the amount of Zhou Wenzhong's fraud, and they brought a total of 240 yuan in fines. The total amount of these total amounts was 312 yuan."

"Our Zhou family has no money! If you can, just destroy him. Our Zhou family doesn't have such a person, and I can't afford to lose this person! Anyway, I have separated from him a long time ago. You will punish me no matter what."

Not on my head."

After Zhou Deming finished speaking, he moved the bench and left the middle courtyard.

"Okay then, our sub-district office will send the results of Zhou Wenzhong's treatment to Qinghe Farm in the form of a letter.

Let’s go on to talk about Yanbu Gui. The total reporting fee and fine for 10 years at the subdistrict office is 24 yuan. However, Yanbu Gui selling couplets also involves the issue of tax evasion. The comrades at the tax office gave the advice as follows

Calculate 200 people each time. Let's take the middle number. Each person can earn 8 cents by selling the couplets. The penalty is 320 yuan. All the money adds up to 344 yuan. The Yan family heard it.

?"

The third aunt gasped and was helped up from her seat by Yan Jiecheng. She asked loudly: "Can our old Yan be released if we pay the money?"

"impossible."

"Does that mean that after paying the money, you can issue supporting documents?"

"no."

"Then I can't think of myself and my money as being left behind, right? Our family will still have to live on in the future."

"If you don't pay the fine, Yan Bugui will end up like Zhou Wenzhong. We will also send the letter to Qinghe Farm and deduct the money from his own labor. In addition, his sentence will be increased.

I hope you can think it over carefully."

The third aunt hit her butt heavily on the bench, her mind went blank.

Xiao Chen drank some water and stood up and clapped his hands.

"Now let's talk about the most important thing. Director Wang has always been in charge of your courtyard. Why did you cause such a big trouble when he wasn't here? Isn't it a shame? Go outside and find out what others think of you.

From our street? Can you two still be the liaison officers?"

"I have a responsibility. I have been busy with tasks in the factory all day, so I have neglected the yard. I will reflect on it."

"You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame it, blame Lao Yan and Zhou Wenzhong. They live across the street. I guess they have colluded for a long time."

"Liu Haizhong, I would like to ask you if you still want to be the second uncle? If you don't want to be, I will wait for Director Wang to come back and mention your intentions to him."

"No, no, I admit my mistake."

"Okay, I'll just write it down for you two for now and see the results. I almost forgot the most important thing. Where is the deaf old lady?"

Aunt Li stood up and replied: "She didn't come at all, she must be lying in the room."

"Forget it if she doesn't come. Who started the rumor that she is a family member of a martyr? Are you all crazy? You dare to say such nonsense! Who is it! Stand up for me!"

Xiao Chen stood up angrily and slapped the table hard and shouted: "Who is making this rumor? Do you know how big of a fuss this matter is? Secretary Chen has been summoned twice by the Military Control Commission, and our street office has been there for two days.

I didn't close my eyes for two nights and kept checking her file.

The same goes for the comrades of the Military Control and Resettlement Office! If she is a martyr, where is the plaque on their home? If she is a martyr but there is no plaque, our street office and the Military Control Committee are derelict in their duties! Who on earth said that she is a martyr of the military? Give it to me

stand out!"

"Clerk Chen, please calm down first, calm down."

Yi Zhonghai helped Xiao Chen sit back on the chair, took out a match and lit a cigarette for him.

Mrs. Jia Zhang stood up from the stool, her mouth slightly opened, and her expression looked a little excited.

"Oh? Did you spread the rumor?"

Jia Zhang waved her hands repeatedly and said, "No, no..."

Yi Zhonghai winked at Jia Dongxu, and Jia Dongxu quickly tugged at his mother's cotton-padded jacket.

"If you didn't say it, then you know who spread the rumor?"

Jia Zhang looked at Jia Dongxu and then at Yi Zhonghai.

"I don't know, I just... my waist hurts after sitting for a long time."

"Then you go back to the house and rest!"

Xiao Chen took a few puffs of cigarette, and his excitement gradually calmed down.

"Continuing on from what I just said, the deaf old lady in your courtyard is not a martyr at all."

"Then didn't she send shoes to our army?"

"Who's talking? Stand up!"

Xiao Chen looked around and found that no one acknowledged it.

"She is an old lady with small feet, and she is a local. To put it bluntly, she has never even left the capital in her life. Our capital is peacefully liberated. Where is she going to send her shoes? To whom? You guys live in the courtyard.

After all these years, have you ever seen her making shoes?"

"Then how did she get the five-guarantee household?"

"This started in 1949. The comrades of the Military Control Commission have already found out. Comrades from the organization did a statistical survey in the capital at that time and found that the number of privately owned houses was not small. Didn't there still be documents at that time?

It was said that comrades who owned more than five houses at home were encouraged to go to the street office to submit materials and then rent out the houses. The statistics were not completed until the second half of 1950. The conclusion is that all private houses in Beijing are controlled by 40 people.

At first, many houses in this courtyard belonged to her. After liberation, she donated the house, leaving only the house in the backyard for herself. No other conditions were mentioned, it was a selfless donation!

After considering her personal situation, the organization decided to give her a place as a five-guarantee household, and the organization would take care of her food, clothing, housing, medical care, and burial. Her current treatment is that in addition to monthly notes, she is also paid monthly

Give her 5 yuan.

You all also understand that the five-guarantee household is a benefit that only households with rural household registration can get. Otherwise, how can she, an old lady with urban household registration, be evaluated? Even someone from your steel rolling mill union came forward to praise her style. These

There should be people who still remember things, right? Take a good look at the memories."

Xiao Chen rubbed his temples and threw away the cigarette in his hand.

"Did everyone hear clearly?"

"Um."

"Listen clearly!"

"Understood."

Xiao Chen nodded and stood up, starting to organize his notebook.

"Then let's do it. I... almost forgot about the main thing again, and you all made me confused. Who said she is an ancestor! Do you people in the courtyard read newspapers? Even if you can't read, you can

Go to our subdistrict office to study. Can you speak the word "ancestor"? You should be more careful. I know you are taking care of the elderly. Those who don't know think you are going to restore!"
To be continued...