In 1950, there was a Beijing courtyard house like this one. It was home to a bunch of beasts in human clothing: the deaf old lady who pretended not to hear or see; Yi Zhonghai, the paragon of moral virtue; Liu Haizhong, who dreamed of becoming an official; Yan Bugui, the stingy uncle; and He Yuzhu, who was schemed against until his death. Now that I've become He Yuzhu's older brother, anyone who schemes against my family gets one answer: fight.
It's a mess, the timeline is all messed up, Xu Damao is two years younger than He Yuzhu, how could Xu Damao get married if it was 1955 and he was not 20 years old yet.
If you are a police officer with a major in the police force, even if you are demoted half a level to the local level, you will still be a deputy director. It is an ordinary street police station in Beijing.
Just these two brushes...
Coward. . . . . . . .
It's a mess, the timeline is all messed up, Xu Damao is two years younger than He Yuzhu, how could Xu Damao get married if it was 1955 and he was not 20 years old yet.
If you are a police officer with a major in the police force, even if you are demoted half a level to the local level, you will still be a deputy director. It is an ordinary street police station in Beijing.