Siheyuan: No one can afford this man

The two spent a day in the park.

Until Yan Jieli's stomach growled, Ran Qiuye was still excited like a butterfly wearing flowers, jumping up and down.

Yan Jieli pretended to put his hands in his bag, then took out milk and biscuits from the space, put them on the stone table in the park, and "tucked" back Ran Qiuye who was running around: "Calm down for a while, eat something .”

Ran Qiuye happily ate biscuits and drank milk: "You know what? I haven't been this happy for a long time."

Yan Jieli smiled and helped her wipe off the biscuit crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "If possible, I want you to be so happy every day."

Lang has a concubine who is interested, and the relationship between the two has heated up sharply because of this trip to the park.

By the time he left the park in the afternoon, Yan Jieli had already naturally held Ran Qiuye's hand.

Although Ran Qiuye still struggled a few times at the beginning, Yan Jieli was not a beginner who knew nothing, so of course he would not let go easily.

Ran Qiuye tried a few times, but found that he couldn't get his hand out of Yan Jieli's hand, so he graciously let him hold it.

Until Yan Jieli sent her to the door of the house.

……

Yan Jieli hummed a song and pedaled his bicycle back to the courtyard.

Today's common people, I'm so happy today!

However, Yan Jieli has seen the fighting power of women in the era today.

After walking around for a day, my system-strengthened body was almost unbearable, and Ran Qiuye's small body was fine.

In the future, if anyone tells him that women are powerless, he will definitely beat them!

As soon as he got home, Yan Jieli didn't even have time to drink his saliva, Yan Jieli suddenly felt as if his stomach was overwhelmed, and he began to convulse.

Grabbing a few straw papers, he rushed to the public toilet outside the courtyard.

……

After solving the urgent problem, he walked into the courtyard again. When he was walking towards his own room, Yan Jieli keenly heard rustling sounds from the side courtyard.

Yan Jieli asked curiously, could it be a thief?

He quickly rejected this idea. The side courtyard has always been a place to store sundries, and the things inside are not worth much, and there is nothing worth stealing at all.

Who is it?

Yan Jieli walked towards the courtyard lightly, only to see a thin figure busy there with his buttocks pouted.

Although the light in the side courtyard was not good, and it was getting dark now, most people could only see a shadowy figure, but Yan Jieli could still clearly see the owner of the figure.

Awesome!

While prodding in front of a bicycle, the stick was still muttering: "I let you hit me, I let you hit my grandma, I let you steal my chicken! I let you pretend and ride Bicycle? Let me see how you ride tomorrow!"

The spikes in BangGong's hand were sharpened by him, and he slammed them against the bicycle wheels.

The tire deflated in an instant.

Yan Jieli looked at the stick in front of him, and felt that the child was really hopeless.

But what he was curious about was that this bicycle looked like a new one, and he didn't know who it belonged to.

It seems that stick stem mistook this car for his own.

He secretly rejoiced that when he came back, he found a place where no one was around, and threw the bicycle into the system space, without pushing it back at all.

But it doesn't matter, it depends on who is unlucky.

Immediately, Yan Jieli stepped lightly, slowly retreated into the yard, and then shouted at the top of his voice, "It's not good, someone stole the car."

Yan Jieli was full of energy, and his voice was extremely penetrating. For a moment, the entire compound was startled.

Soon, a group of people gathered in the compound.

Yan Bugui's speed was the fastest, and he rushed out within two seconds after Yan Jieli yelled. It's really hard for him to be so old, and I don't know how he did it.

But it's not his fault that he was so excited, besides Yan Jieli, he was the only one who had a car in this yard.

Of course he was anxious, in case it was his car that was stolen.

Yan Bugui held Yan Jieli's hand and said, "Tell Uncle, where is the car thief?"

Yan Jieli said: "I saw a figure entering the side courtyard, poking around in front of the bicycle. I was afraid that one person would not be able to stop him, so I called everyone out to help."

Yan Bugui ran to check on his beloved car, and said, "Fortunately, I thought our car was stolen. You said earlier that it was in a side courtyard, but my car has never been in a side yard." The place is too messy, and the tire will be punctured if it is not good, and it will have to be repaired at that time.”

Yan Jieli thought to himself: What is there to steal from your bicycle that rings everywhere except the bell? I really don't know what to worry about.

Still patching the tire, your tire is probably full of patches, can you still see the original appearance?

Yan Jieli then said to the people who rushed over: "Everyone help, surround the courtyard, and don't be run away by car thieves!"

Although I don't know whose car it is, people are very enthusiastic these days.

Before Yan Jieli finished speaking, many people consciously went to surround the courtyard.

……

Unexpectedly, his revenge had just taken the first step, and he was captured alive again.

Looking at the impenetrable remoteness that was besieged, and his eyes, he knew that he was doomed.

Liu Haizhong separated from the crowd, walked up to him, and said bitterly: "I'm talking about sticks, it's okay if you steal chickens and dogs! This time, you even stole a bicycle? Do you know how much a bicycle costs? This is Going to jail!"

Stick said loudly: "Don't wrong people, I didn't steal the car, I just punctured the tire!"

Everyone looked at the shiny new car in front of them, the tires had been punctured, and they were disastrously flat.

Liu Haizhong stretched out his hand to pinch the tire, then looked it over carefully and said: "It's over, this tire is already useless, there must be fifty or sixty holes."

Then he asked in surprise, "Whose car is this?"

Stick said: "Of course it's Yan Jieli's, who else has a new car in our courtyard besides him?"

Everyone cast a sympathetic look at Yan Jieli. It was too bad luck that the tires were tied like this within a few days after buying the car.

Yan Jieli's eyes widened, and he shook his head: "Don't look at me, this bike definitely can't be mine. My bike belongs to Fenghuang, and this one is permanent. Besides, I didn't even ride back when I rode out today. .”

"When I came back, my mother was just cleaning up. She saw it, and I didn't come back by bike at all."

The first mother said: "That's right. Xiaoli still greeted me when he came back. I really didn't see him riding a bicycle."

Everyone was stunned and began to discuss: "Then whose car is it?"

"If it can be placed in the side courtyard, it must be someone from our courtyard."

"Who in our courtyard has the spare money to buy a car?"

Just when everyone was surprised, Xu Damao and his wife broke through the crowd and came in.

Xu Damao also didn't care about the debris all over the floor in the side room, and fell to his knees on the ground with a "plop", hugging his newly bought car: "Which bastard punctured my tire!"