The Pink Guards were originally an organization formed by college and high school students. A group of students gathered together to write big-character posters, "destroy the four olds", search homes, and carry out movements. Generally speaking, the students in the Pink Guards organization were relatively simple and down-to-earth in their activities. However, some people who were good at taking advantage of loopholes found that this was not only a very honorable job, but also an opportunity to make a lot of money, so they immediately joined the Pink Guards.
In their view, if they joined the Pink Guards to search homes, they could openly smash and rob the capitalists' things. The capitalists' homes not only had plenty of rice and flour, but also a lot of gold and antiques. Only a fool would smash and burn them. They brought everything back and hid it, as they were counting on these things to make a fortune in the future.
Not many people have such an idea, especially those second-rate people who like to get involved in such things. In the past, they were lazy and took advantage of others and were looked down upon, but now they can rob in the name of pink guards, and others have to praise them for their revolutionary enthusiasm.
The ones who came to Mr. Meng's house to search and confiscate his property were mainly the Pink Guards, who were mostly second-rate people. When they first joined the Pink Guards, they only looked for excuses to criticize and fight against those who did not get along with their family. Until a few days ago, the "Look to Today Combat Team" searched the house of the wealthy businessman Zhang Xiuming, and not only looted a lot of silver bills and silver dollars and Great Unity, but also took a lot of rice and noodles back. One of the leaders even hid two bottles of Maotai in his clothes. This wine is expensive, worth sixteen yuan a bottle.
Miao Fuhai, a second-rate guy who lived next door to the leader, had been very proud of himself since the movement began. He gathered together those who usually hung out together and also called his younger brothers and sisters who were in middle school to form a pink guard organization called "Today's Combat Team". These days, they were dragging anyone they didn't like on the street to shave their heads and enjoying the pleasure of shaving others at will. But when he got home in the afternoon, his mother talked about the 16-yuan wine, and then he looked at the cornmeal he had snatched back and suddenly became furious.
Thinking of raiding the capitalists, which would definitely bring a lot of money, Miao Fuhai not only called the members of the combat team, but also called a group of his brothers, sisters and relatives. After gathering everyone, Miao Fuhai raised his arms and shouted: "Down with the reactionary authority of the bourgeoisie, we must have the courage to resist! Go raid the capitalists' houses and parade them through the streets." A group of people responded with righteous words, but the greed on their faces betrayed their hearts.
A close friend of Miao Fuhai named Ye Luo immediately came up and said, "When I was working at the fur farm, I was exploited by the capitalist Meng Qingxiang all day long. After working so hard for a month, he still found all kinds of excuses to deduct my salary. He is simply Zhou Baopi among the capitalists." He waved his arms and shouted, "Down with the capitalist Meng Qingxiang."
Miao Fuhai quickly led everyone to respond, feeling very excited. He had seen that big factory before when he dragged Ye Luo to the fur factory to go fishing and chasing rabbits. He heard that the factory could make a lot of money every month. And this was just one of the factories owned by Meng Qingxiang. With such a big background, Meng Qingxiang must have a lot of treasures at home.
Miao Fuhai patted Ye Luo on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know the address of capitalist Meng Qingxiang's home?"
"I know. I followed him." Ye Luo volunteered to lead the way. A group of people rushed to Meng Qingxiang's house in a threatening manner, only to find that the gate was locked and the doors were closed.
A student of fifteen or sixteen stuck his head out from behind and asked in a low voice, "Are they moving away?"
Miao Fuhai frowned: "Even if people leave, their belongings can't move. Now the streets are full of various combat teams. If they leave in a big way, they would have been stopped long ago."
Ye Luo nodded and rushed towards the gate first. A group of strong young men rammed and pushed the gate and soon broke the delicate lock on it. A group of people shouted slogans and entered the yard aggressively.
If the outer lock is a decorative lock that protects against gentlemen but not villains, the inner lock is very strong. When Meng Qingxiang left, he was worried that the antique collectors would not be able to get in. After thinking it over again and again, he did not lock the door, but just closed it lightly. Zhenzhen did not take the usual route when she came, so she did not notice that the door was not locked at all.
Miao Fuhai walked in front, looked at the thick wooden door in front of him, and kicked it with all his strength. The door was kicked open with a clang, and Miao Fuhai couldn't hold back his strength and fell directly in, his big face hitting the marble floor hard. When he raised his head, his face was covered in blood, and his front teeth were loose.
After wiping the blood from his nose, Miao Fuhai raised his head and was about to curse, but was stopped by the empty house in front of him. He got up from the ground, turned around and asked Ye Luo fiercely: "Is this Meng Qingxiang's house?"
Ye Luo looked at the empty living room in disbelief, and hurriedly walked around the house, pushing open door after door, but every room was empty, even the exquisite curtains that were originally hanging on the windows were gone.
"Damn it, when did he run away? The day before yesterday, I saw him driving back. The door was open and the house was full." Ye Luo spat on the ground, looking indignant.
"The day before yesterday? That's impossible. I watched people get their hair cut at the street corner these days, and I didn't see any trucks passing by." Miao Fuhai's cousin swore, "All the cars coming in and out were small cars."
"Could it be haunted? A three-story building can't have been moved away without a sound, right?" The group looked at each other, their initial excitement gone, and some girls even felt weak at the sight of the darkening square: "Should... or... let's go first."
Zhenzhen's consciousness smiled and hooked her fingers slightly. Soon, huge rats came from all directions and moved to the gate of Meng's house in an instant, lining up to come in through the door. Miao Fuhai's sister stood at the end. She heard the rustling sound becoming clearer and clearer. Thinking of what she had said just now about the haunted house, she couldn't help but feel a little numb.
Just as he was thinking about how to persuade Miao Fuhai to retreat, he felt something on his feet and legs tearing at his pants. He looked down along his trouser legs and saw two huge rats crawling up his trouser legs.
"Ah!" A scream resounded throughout the entire building, causing waves of echoes because the house was so empty.
Miao Fuhai was startled and was about to scold her when he suddenly felt his legs move. He looked down and saw four or five mice circling around his feet. He subconsciously raised his leg and kicked a mouse on his toes. This action angered the mice, and all of them went crazy in an instant, rushing to Miao Fuhai's feet and biting him one by one.
Miao Fuhai's legs were in pain. He looked at this strange house and dared not stay any longer. He shook off a few rats and fled out in a panic. A group of people ran outside, but the rats stopped in the yard, standing neatly and staring at the group of people.
Miao Fuhai looked at the dark sky, then glanced at the western-style building next door. The lights were flickering inside and there was a vague figure behind the curtains.
Ye Luo came forward and looked at the beautiful western-style building next to him. He was very tempted: "Captain, how about we go to the one next door?"
Looking at the sky that was almost dark and the mice in the garden, Miao Fuhai felt a little timid: "It's a bit evil here, let's come back tomorrow."
Ye Luo looked at the figure behind the curtain and asked worriedly, "What if the person runs away at night?"
Seeing that there were no outsiders around, Miao Fuhai didn't want to hide it anymore. He tried hard to suppress his anger and whispered: "What we want is the things, why do you care whether he leaves or not." Touching his still sore nose, Miao Fuhai explained: "Even if they leave tonight, they can't take much. Silly boy, let me tell you, this capitalist has a lot of valuable things besides gold bars, silver bars and RMB. When the time comes, we can just divide up their things." Looking at the people he brought with him, Miao Fuhai instructed: "Let's get out early tomorrow morning, don't let others grab it first.
After making an appointment, they left in a hurry. Zhenzhen couldn't help rubbing her goose bumps as she looked at the mice all over the yard. The mice then came to their senses, looked around, and scattered.
The owners of the four buildings next door noticed the movement here as soon as the pink guards arrived. They finally waited for them to withdraw. They were originally hesitant and prepared to wait and see, but seeing the pink guards' crazy look today, they all regretted their indecision. At this time, they didn't care about anything else. They hurriedly took some important things and prepared to evacuate that night.
Thinking that the group of people would come to search the house tomorrow, Zhenzhen didn't want them to take advantage of her, so she quickly took out eight large yellow croakers and hastily wrote four notes to wrap around the gold: "Two large yellow croakers for all your belongings in the mansion. If you want to buy them back, please publish a missing person notice in the newspapers. The code is today's date."
While they were moving things, Zhen Zhen threw the gold and the note into their trunks as money for buying things. She had never been to these people's homes before, and she didn't have time to think about whether the things in their homes were worth the gold. The most important thing now was to move the things away so that those pink guards wouldn't harm them.
After these people left, Zhenzhen appeared in the middle of the alley. Seeing the sky getting darker, Zhenzhen felt a little anxious. It was too late to pack up. She just hoped that no one would come tonight. Looking at the four buildings in front of her, Zhenzhen stamped her feet in anger: "If only there was a space like the one in the novel, I could move the building back directly and save so much effort.
As soon as he finished speaking, the five foreign-style buildings in front of him disappeared one after another, leaving only five large pits.
Zhen Zhen was stunned: "What happened..."
*****
Zhenzhen finally arrived home when the last ray of afterglow faded. Old Mrs. Li was standing at the door waiting with a fierce look on her face. When she saw Zhenzhen, she became furious: "You still remember to come back? Can't you see it's getting dark? If you don't come back, I would have thought you were taken away by a tiger." Mingbei was standing in the yard chopping firewood. When he heard this, he quickly suppressed his laughter in his hands and his face turned red.
Zhenzhen listened to the "puff" sounds in the yard and had no time to settle accounts with Mingbei. She held Old Lady Li's hand and acted coquettishly and made promises, finally making Old Lady Li laugh. She then breathed a long sigh of relief.
Holding Zhenzhen's hand, Mrs. Li dragged her towards the house, mumbling: "It's okay to go out, but why don't you come back for lunch? Let grandma take a look..." With the dim light of the kitchen, Mrs. Li glanced at Zhenzhen, her face twitching with distress: "Your little face has become thinner."
Zhen Zhen looked at Old Lady Li speechlessly: "Grandma, you are exaggerating."
Wang Sufen stuck her head out of the kitchen and poked Zhenzhen's forehead angrily: "That's because they've never been hungry since they were little. They play so much that they forget to eat. Mingbei and his friends used to go hungry a lot. They can't remember other things, but they remember mealtimes very well. No matter how far they run, they know to go home to eat."
"Mom, I won't do this again next time." Zhenzhen quickly hugged Wang Sufen's arm and grinned at her.
Wang Sufen glared at her unhappily, but couldn't help laughing. She lifted the basin on the stove, revealing a bowl of dumplings. "Your grandma was worried about you being hungry, so she asked me to make some for you this afternoon."
Zhenzhen quickly took the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it with big mouthfuls, and said vaguely: "It's stuffed with cucumber, egg and fungus."
"You're quite a good eater." Wang Sufen looked at Zhenzhen eating with a smile on her face, "Go inside and eat. Mingbei caught fish today, so mom will make you some stewed fish. Eat some later."
Zhenzhen responded and walked out while eating with the plate. Just as she sat on the kang, she heard Mingbei shouting in the yard: "Second brother, third brother, why did you come back together?"
She quickly put the plates and chopsticks on the cupboard and Zhenzhen hurried out to greet them. She saw Mingxi and Mingnan each carrying a set of luggage and holding a large bag in their hands.
Old Lady Li had been nagging about Mingnan coming home these days, but she didn't expect Mingxi to come back as well. Although Mingxi also graduated this year, the university he attended was different from ordinary universities. It was a military academy. In the past, students who graduated from this military academy would be directly assigned to various units. This was the first time someone like Mingxi came back directly.
"Why are you back?" Wang Sufen asked subconsciously. Mingxi's eyes immediately turned red. He said in a hoarse voice with a hint of tears: "Mom, the military academy has been closed and we have all been discharged."
Before going to college, Mingxi was a fair-skinned boy, and his gestures were quite gentle. But after entering the military academy, his skin became darker, he became taller, and his whole body was full of hard muscles. In the past few years, let alone crying, he never made a sound even when his shoulders were rubbed off during training.
But this time when he was forced to retire from the army, Mingxi was really sad. He wiped his tears for a long time in Grandma Li's room, and Grandma Li was so worried that she didn't know how to comfort him.
While serving Mingxi some honey water, Old Lady Li quietly told her family, "Don't ask Mingxi about school. Don't ask Dongzi's mother to find a job for him this month. The child won't be able to get over it for a while. Give him some time."
Wang Sufen responded quickly, but with a look of worry on her face: "Mom, can Mingxi come around? I see he has dark circles under his eyes. He must have not slept well these past few days."
Old Mrs. Li sighed: "It will be fine after a long time. People always have to look forward."
Originally, it was a happy thing that the children came back, but because the atmosphere in Mingxi's home was a little depressing, Zhenzhen finished eating dumplings and some fish, and then made an excuse that she was too tired from playing and slipped into the house to sleep.
Listening to the voices in that room, Zhenzhen sat on the kang and was confused. The five Western-style buildings disappeared inexplicably. She always felt that it was related to what she said, but where did the buildings go? Zhenzhen was confused.
What Zhenzhen didn't know was that the "Jinzhao Combat Team" was even more confused than her. They were so scared that their legs went weak when they saw the empty space: Where's the house? Where's the garden? Oh my god, this place is haunted!
The author has something to say: I am getting busier and busier, and I have to work overtime. I don’t start writing until 9 o’clock in the evening. I think I will be exhausted if I continue like this. I really want to quit my job and come back to write well, at least to achieve the goal of working 6 a day. Good night my fairies~~
Don't worry about Mingxi~~~~ Mingxi is a missile major~~~