As soon as Guan Shijie and the others approached the two houses, they were stopped by more than a dozen people holding long and short guns.

"Who are you?" asked a bearded man.

"We are from Peking, and we are here to find Wang Changlin from Nanyuan." Guan Shijie said humbly with a smile.

"Go away, there is no such person here."

"My uncle said he just lives here, what's going on?" Guan Shijie said to himself.

"The child's father, uncle is not here, let's go." Zheng Pingru said with a little girl in her hand and erected her bulging abdomen.

"Wow!" The little girl suddenly started crying.

"Several brothers, the child is hungry. Can you give him a little hot water and let him eat cakes?" Zheng Pingru said.

"Oh, they are all poor people, wait a moment."

Before the bearded man finished speaking, someone in the house shouted: "Lao Lao, see if there are any guys on them. If there is no one, let them come in."

The bearded man searched Guan Shijie and the others for a while, and then asked the dozen people around Guan Shijie and the others to scatter. The bearded man opened the door and said, "You go in."

"Thank you, brothers, thank you." Guan Shijie said that, and walked in first.

This is a room of more than 30 square meters, with several simple furniture, a northern earthen kang, and there are three people sitting on the kang. Obviously, these three people are the main leaders of the so-called Pingjin Gang.

A man with a hooked nose asked, "All of you are from Peking?"

"Yes, we are all from Peking. I am from Nanyuan, from Tongzhou, and from Daxing," said Guan Shijie. "A few of us are doing small businesses. The Japanese entered Peking and the business could not be completed."

"What business do you do?" asked a thirty-four or five-year-old man sitting in the middle.

"We are all cousins ​​who run Xiaomi shops," Guan Shijie replied.

"The rice shop owner? Have you heard of the rice shop in Peking?" asked the hook-nosed man.

"I have heard that people do big business," said Xia Pengfei.

Zheng Pingru found a bowl in the package, took a bamboo-woven thermos from a table, poured boiling water into the bowl, broke a piece of hard dough and put it in the bowl and soaked it softly. He blew it with his mouth and handed it to the little girl's mouth. The little girl started eating in big mouthfuls.

This series of movements, like a moving and flowing action, is really like a mother who is eager to protect her, and she doesn't look like an unmarried woman.

When Guan Shijie saw this, he couldn't help but secretly admire Zheng Pingru as a genius agent.

"Have you ever met the boss of the third brother's rice shop? What did he do in the past? Where are the shops opened?" asked the hook-nosed man.

Guan Shijie knew that the hooked nose was testing them whether they were really from Peking.

"We have never met the boss himself, but I heard that he is a teacher. Because he was removed from the engagement by his fiancée's family, his classmate helped open a rice shop. In order to make a breath, he gathered all the business of his original fiancée. His rice shop was next to the rice shop of his father-in-law's house, and opened in the bustling areas of Tianqiao, Qianmen, East Street, and Dashilan. " Guan Shijie said.

Xia Pengfei and Qin Chuan both laughed in their hearts. Everyone in the Fuxing Society knew that Guan Shijie had opened his third brother Mipu in Peking. This hooked nose thought he was smart, but he didn't expect to ask the real owner.

"Do you want to stay?" asked a man with a deer-headed rat on the left.

"We have no place to live for the time being, so it's better to stay." Guan Shijie said.

"There is a rule that when you live here, you will live there." said the deer-headed rat-headed man.

"Tell me and listen." Guan Shijie said.

"That's right, those who live here must abide by the rules here. The government pays 20 cents per person's hair every day, and you have to pay five cents to us as a protection fee." said Hawk Nose: "Also, if you find a job, each person will pay two yuan when you leave here."

Sure enough, these people have formed gang forces and have taken the opportunity to extort refugees.

"Dear brothers, it's okay to give five points a day. If we can't find a job, can we stop paying the money if we leave here?" Guan Shijie said.

"Yes, we don't have money to pay," said Zheng Pingru. "Does the child also have to pay?"

"This is the rule here. You don't have to pay a dime if you leave now." said Hawk Nose.

"Okay, kid, two brothers, then let's stay." Guan Shijie said: "Where do we stay and live?"

"Some people left a few days ago and some simple rooms were vacant. I'll be able to take you there later." After saying that, the burly man shouted outside: "Ma Laowu, take them to where you live."

Guan Shijie and the others walked out of the house and followed the bearded man named Ma Laowu. They found three shabby and air-flowing shacks, and settled down.

Six people cleaned up each shack, and used mud and straw to block the air-permeable area. They also found some wood boards for the broken wooden door and borrowed hammers to nail it. Fortunately, there was a stove made of stone in the shack, and they also found a pot in the other shacks that were vacant, so that the problem of the seven people eating could be solved.

There is a dirt kang in each shack with straw or reed mats on it. It shouldn't be very cold to add a handful of firewood to the stove.

In the evening, Xia Pengfei and Qin Chuan went to a nearby grocery store and bought some rice, flour, grain, oil, some salt, soy sauce, kitchen knives and other things, as well as a few handfuls of vegetables. After the three girls were busy, a pot of steaming dumpling soup was out of the pot.

Guan Shijie walked out of the shack with the bowl, squatted at the door, blowing air into the bowl, and stroking around. At this time, it was the mouth of the rice, and iron chimneys stretched out from some messy shacks, and smoke was emitting from the wisps of cooking smoke.

Some people working in the city, carrying some food or some fragments in their hands, hurriedly passing by Guan Shijie, and he greeted people enthusiastically.

At this time, a man in his fifties walked over from a shack not far away. He also held a bowl in his hand and blew breathing into the bowl from time to time.

"Are you just here?" the man walked to Guan Shijie, squatted down, and sucked the drizzle from the bowl and asked.

"Yes, we just arrived in Luoyang today."

"Why did you run to Luoyang? You should go farther."

"Now I don't know where the peace is going, where to run?"

"A few days ago, a group of people said they had gone to Sichuan and Yunnan to reclaim land, so they should be more stable there."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I have been working in Peking and have never done work in the fields. What can I do if I go there?"

Guan Shijie talked with this person for a while and learned that the remaining people in the refugee's temporary residence are basically small owners or workers in factories in Peking and Tianjin.

The National Government also encouraged these people to work as they moved to factories in the mainland, but most of them were hard to leave their hometowns, and they fantasized about returning home one day earlier to work. Therefore, they stayed in Luoyang City.

Another important point is that several major leaders of the Pingjin Gang spread some rumors, trapping refugees who were already somewhat suspicious.
Chapter completed!