Chapter 8: The Family Secret of Liang Lahua (Part One)

“Auntie, who’s outside the door?” Zhang Heng asked.

At that moment, Auntie was on the verge of tears again, but just then, knocking and shouting came from outside once more:

“Hey, old hag! I already heard someone inside your house; why won’t you open up for me?”

“All right, all right, I’m coming,” Auntie replied toward the door, then turned to Zhang Heng and said, “Officer, could you come with me to open the door and see who it is?”

“Sure,” Zhang Heng answered. They went to the door together, and upon opening it, Zhang Heng immediately noticed two unmistakably rough-looking young thugs, with three in total. Two had dyed yellow hair, and one wore an earring.

As soon as the door opened, the earring-wearing thug slapped Auntie hard across the face with a sharp “smack!” Her face turned bright red from the blow. Auntie instinctively covered her face with her hands.

Just as the thug was about to strike a second time, Zhang Heng caught his hand barehanded, gripping it tightly. The thug yelped in pain, “Ow, ow!”

Seeing this, the two dyed-hair youths moved forward, but Zhang Heng twisted the hand he held and hurled the earring-wearing thug toward them, knocking the two onto the ground.

The earringed thug sneered at Auntie, “So you hired a bodyguard, huh? Damn…”

“I’m a police officer,” Zhang Heng said firmly, pulling out his badge from his pocket and showing it to the three.

After glancing at the badge, the three men froze for a moment before quickly getting up and running toward the stairs. One of the dyed-hair youths said to the earringed man, “Quick, Chang, go notify the boss. Let’s get out of here.”

Watching them leave, Zhang Heng turned to Auntie. “Auntie, call the police. I’ll testify for you.”

“Officer, thank you, but it’s useless. If I call the police, they won’t help—sometimes they even detain me,” Auntie replied.

“What?” Zhang Heng exclaimed.

“Officer, let’s go inside,” Auntie said.

“Okay.”

They reentered the house, and Auntie immediately shut the door.

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Once inside, Zhang Heng looked at Auntie and asked, “Auntie, where did those thugs come from? Why did they come to beat you? We live in a society governed by law — why are they so brazen?”

“Officer, I’m fine, really. Just help me deliver those official documents to the Central Anti-Organized Crime Office,” Auntie replied.

“All right, Auntie, I promise. But first, I want to understand what happened. Why did those thugs come to bully you? If this is a society ruled by law, how can they defy it so openly?”

“Officer, come, let’s sit on the sofa; I’ll tell you everything from the beginning,” Auntie said.

They sat down, and Auntie recounted the whole story in detail.

Years ago, their town in Shanxi was very poor, but then experts discovered abundant coal deposits underground—an industrial treasure. The region was transformed, especially their town, which was flush with coal. At the time, the government allowed families to own the coal dug from beneath their land, and soon, nearly every household became moderately wealthy. Many people bought homes in the city or started businesses.

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