Courtyard House: My Wife is Xu Huizhen

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"But..."

"Okay, I understand. I won't take any risks. I'll go alone this time, so it'll be easier to handle."

Elena suddenly knelt down in front of He Yuzhu, hugged his legs and said, "Whether or not you can rescue my father, I will be your servant from now on. My life and death are yours, and I will never betray you."

"Silly girl, why are you saying all this? You are my woman, and your father is my family. Of course, I have an obligation to rescue him."

Elena shook her head, then reached out to undo He Yuzhu's belt...

Chen Xueru was extremely surprised to see Elena stammering.

Although the drunken jug came over once, they never played together like that again.

He thought to himself that if he were in Elena's position and the boar had helped him so much, he would also dedicate himself wholeheartedly.

A man who would go through fire and water for you, disregarding his own life and death, is undoubtedly the best master in the world.

Elena completely let go, giving He Yuzhu an unforgettable night.

The next day, He Yuzhu told his wife that Elena had managed to get another train car and needed to go to Moscow.

Although winter has passed, the fruit will not be available for several more months, so Xu Huizhen had no doubts and began to prepare luggage.

He Yuzhu then informed the neighborhood committee and transported away all the canned goods in the cannery's inventory.

Of course, there was no truth to the claim about the train cars. At that time, the train was not moving fast, only about 20 or 30 kilometers per hour. Anyone who was agile could easily climb onto the train.

Even in the 1970s and 80s, before the trains were upgraded, some people who couldn't make ends meet boarded trains to go south.

He Yuzhu easily climbed onto the train under the cover of night, then appeared in the toilet with a thought, and opened the door to come out.

The person sitting in front of them seemed a little confused, as they hadn't seen anyone go in, but they didn't say anything more.

He Yuzhu casually found a seat and sat down. Even when he encountered a ticket inspector, he wasn't afraid. He stole a standing ticket from someone else's pocket to pass the inspection, and then returned the ticket.

That's how I got to the border. After getting off the train, I found a place to hide for a bit and crossed the border under the cover of night.

Once you get here, you have to be careful, because almost everyone here is Russian. He Yuzhu didn't specifically look for any particular train; he just randomly boarded a train heading west and climbed on.

It took two different vehicles to finally find a train bound for Moscow.

There were no Chinese people on the train, so He Yuzhu could only sneak around in the toilet or the train conductor's duty room.

After dodging and weaving, the train finally arrived in Moscow.

It was still daytime when they entered the city, so He Yuzhu didn't dare to go out. Fortunately, after the passengers got off the train, the train conductor locked the doors, and the train slowly moved to the side track.

He Yuzhu guessed that it should be inspected and repaired, so he was not in a hurry.

By drawing the curtains, you can stay inside safely even if someone walks by outside.

It wasn't until evening that He Yuzhu got off the train.

There were quite a few trains there, so it seemed to be a maintenance workshop. Instead of heading towards the main hall, I went to the wall and climbed over it.

He had already changed into the clothes he usually wore here, put on a mask and a train engine hat. He Yuzhu was tall and looked no different from an ordinary passerby.

This time, having learned from experience, I didn't take a taxi. Instead, I reached out and pulled the door open of a car parked on the side of the road and got in. Even without a car key, it didn't matter; I simply used a single wire to connect the two ends together.

The car was started immediately, and they drove to Elena's former house, which was already sealed off. He Yuzhu parked the car and slipped into the yard, found a room, and spent his first night in Moscow.

After daybreak, they slipped out, rented a warehouse, and then put the canned goods out.

He Yuzhu was very fortunate that he had stored up a lot of canned goods in the fall. At that time, he thought that it would be pointless to spend hundreds of thousands of yuan in cash, so he might as well exchange it for supplies and sell them slowly in the future.

After releasing them and taking inventory, we found that the goods here are worth about 30, and after selling them, they can become 75.

In this way, He Yuzhu's total assets would exceed one million.

He Yuzhu locked the warehouse before taking a taxi to the location of the Chinese Mutual Aid Association. He told the receptionist that he was a fellow countryman who transported canned fruit. After being informed, He Yuzhu was invited into the reception room.

A moment later, Chairman Qi pushed open the door with a beaming smile and held He Yuzhu's hands tightly: "I've been looking forward to your visit for a long time. I thought you weren't coming since you didn't come before the New Year. I didn't expect to see you again. It's really great to see you."

"I am also very happy to see Chairman Qi again."

The two sat down as host and guest, and a waiter brought two cups of fragrant tea. They chatted about their experiences on the road, and then Chairman Qi asked, "Did you bring canned fruit again this time?"

"Yes, even more than last time, a total of 75 cans."

Chapter 248 Save the Beauty

As He Yuzhu spoke, he handed over the list. This time, the items to be exchanged were no longer mainly radios, but lathes, production lines, machinery, rock sugar, white sugar, and some gold.

Rock sugar and white sugar are the main raw materials for canning. They have always been controlled products in China. Even if you don't supply canneries with them, it is still very cost-effective to buy them on your own.

The price of pork fluctuated between 5 cents and 80 cents, but the price of sugar was always higher than that of pork and remained very stable, even in the 8s it was a hard currency.

The replacement of lathes, production lines, and machinery is mainly for the streets. Right now, the streets are making a lot of money and have tasted the benefits of industrial production. They have gained confidence, and they don't care what kind of products are produced as long as it's machinery.

Anyway, you can make money no matter which industry you enter now.

Chairman Qi was somewhat surprised to see that they wanted gold this time: "You want to exchange it for gold this time?"

"If you don't have much gold, US dollars are fine too, but not rubles."

Although the ruble is now worth more than the dollar, with one dollar only worth 0.9 rubles, there's practically nowhere to spend the ruble except in Russia.

Chairman Qi nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. We have gold and US dollars. We'll prepare some of both for you."

The price had already been agreed upon last time, so this time the calculation would naturally be based on the same price. After the two finished discussing everything, He Yuzhu got into his car, took some of his men, and went to the warehouse.

First, the quantity was counted and verified to be correct, and then the warehouse was handed over to Chairman Qi for management.

Finally, I asked, "When I came last time, the authorities were searching for a Chinese man who supposedly robbed a taxi. What's the status of that now?"

"You mean this matter? Actually, it's nothing much. They investigated it for a while, but then it was dropped because the driver thought all Chinese people looked the same. He couldn't identify any of the suspects they caught."

He Yuzhu is now relieved. Just like how Chinese people find it difficult to distinguish the features of foreigners, the same is true for foreigners who see Chinese people as having similar faces.

If He Yuzhu were to appear in front of that taxi driver now, the driver probably wouldn't be able to confirm whether he was the one who stole his taxi.

In the evening, Chairman Qi treated He Yuzhu to an authentic Moscow feast, and then took him to his hotel to rest.

On the second day, He Yuzhu bought several novels and hardly went out, staying in the hotel to read. After all, being in a foreign country, it was best to play it safe for the time being.

After a week of keeping quiet, Chairman Qi announced that the goods were ready.

They drove him to the warehouse. The original canned goods had been moved away and a large amount of supplies had been brought in. A lot of equipment was piled up in the yard, filling it to the brim.

He Yuzhu checked the list, put the US dollars and gold into his backpack, and after confirming that everything was correct, he saw Chairman Qi off.

After they had gone far away, he went into the yard, then put the machinery and lathes into his space one by one, and then went into the house to put away the cool gluten, sugar, transistors and other electronic components.

This time, we also ordered more than 10 television sets because the television station is about to be established, and we probably won't be able to come again next time, so we ordered more this time.

After collecting everything, He Yuzhu left. He didn't go to the hotel, but instead went to Elena's old house.

The outside was sealed off, and as his base, no one bothered him.

My main purpose in coming here was to find a way to rescue Elena's father, but that can only be done later. Now that the supplies have been exchanged, I can start working on that.

However, gathering intelligence on his own was far less effective, and he had to buy newspapers for several days before finally getting the information he wanted.

Elena received some incorrect information; she was told she would be imprisoned in Moscow, which is why He Yuzhu went straight to Moscow.

However, her father had previously served in Siberia, so he had not yet come to Moscow, but was being interrogated in a secret location.

Only after all of them have been tried will they be sent to a prison here to serve their sentences.

He Yuzhu felt a little strange; he had arrived too early and had no idea where he was being held.

The newspaper didn't give a specific address at all.

It's very difficult to find out about this kind of thing. He Yuzhu doesn't know anyone there, and even if he did, it would be hard to find out about such confidential matters.

Fortunately, the newspaper said that the group of people would be delivered in about a month.

In other words, He Yuzhu will have to live here for more than a month. If it were only a few days, he could live alone in this courtyard, but for more than a month, it would be worse than being in prison.

Although traveling alone is boring, it's better than being imprisoned alone. After putting away the newspaper, He Yuzhu started strolling around the streets.

In China, the most common vehicles on the road are donkey carts, mule carts, rickshaws, and bicycles. Although there are cars and jeeps, they are not numerous and are mostly old vehicles that have been around for many years.

It's still 1957 now. The Shanghai-branded sedan won't appear until 1958, and the domestically produced Hongqi sedan won't be born until 1959.

So right now, almost all the cars on the road in China are old and dilapidated, and their numbers are extremely small. It's different here; there are an unusually large number of sedans on the streets.

Moreover, there are many tall buildings along the road, with buildings of more than 10 stories being commonplace. At that time, only a few buildings in Beijing had more than 10 stories.

He Yuzhu wandered aimlessly, thinking about what he could do in the next month or so. Maybe he could open a shop and sell some agricultural products?

He currently has no identification and is therefore an undocumented immigrant, or more precisely, an illegal immigrant.

Fortunately, it was still winter, so everyone was wearing coats, masks, and hats, with only their eyes showing. He Yuzhu didn't go to the main street but instead wandered around some secluded areas.

The most obvious difference between Moscow and China right now is that there are no restrictions on ordinary people doing business here. All kinds of shops are popping up on both sides of the road, and business is booming.

After wandering around for a while, I got hungry, so I randomly picked a restaurant and went in for a meal. The main dishes here are large rye bread with ham and vegetable salad, and of course, vodka.

The weather in Moscow is cold, and many people have the habit of drinking alcohol to ward off the cold; some even drink it every day during the coldest days of winter.

Moreover, vodka has a high alcohol content, and most people really can't get used to drinking it, especially on a lunar calendar date.

After dinner, it was already dark when He Yuzhu came out. He burped from drinking and felt the urge to urinate, so he turned into a small alley, hid next to a trash can, and opened the sluice gate to relieve himself.

Just as he was enjoying himself, he heard a whimpering sound. He turned around and saw two burly Russian men holding a little girl hostage at the entrance of the alley.