Siheyuan: Form a group and not marry?Anti-marry the cook Huang Rong

Early in the morning.

The stick tiptoed towards the backyard.

It was still slightly bright, and the people who went to the rolling mill hadn't gotten up to go to work yet.

I looked around and found no one there.

He sneakily checked the outhouse and kitchen windows of Liu Ye's house.

Finding no one there, I thought to myself that Liu Ye's daughter-in-law was still sleeping.

Just like his grandma, every time Qin Huairu made breakfast and went to work, she didn't get up yet, because she thought it was cold in winter, and said that she couldn't get up because she was too old to be afraid of the cold.

Gently pushed the door.

Click!

The door was pushed open.

Bang Geng walked in quietly, turned around, and half-closed the door, thinking that if Liu Ye's wife woke up, he could sneak away.

Through the curtain door of the back room, I wanted to see if Huang Rong was sleeping inside.

But no one was seen.

"Could it be going to the latrine?" Sticky muttered softly.

This time, I felt even more confident.

If you are bold, go to the table to see if there is anything to eat.

Lift the lid off the table.

There is still half a plate of fried meat left in it, and some chicken nuggets.

The other odds and ends are all meat.

In an instant, stick stem's saliva was about to flow out.

His family has not eaten meat for almost a month.

The last time I ate meat, Shazhu brought it back from the rolling mill. The factory leader came to eat the leftovers.

But it's not as rich as it is in front of me!
Holding the vegetable cover with one hand, he stretched it out with the other, grabbing the fried pork, and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

As soon as she came back from the gate of the backyard, Huang Rong saw the door of the house half closed after finishing her hut.

She clearly remembered that before leaving, the door was closed, but not locked.

It's just a hut, who will lock the door.

Gazes to the stick in the corner of the penthouse.

With a light push of the foot, the stick went up and fell directly into Huang Rong's hand.

Huang Rong walked lightly into the house.

It was obvious that the house had been burglarized. Ordinary people would call for someone to catch the thief when they encountered this situation, but Huang Rong was different.

She has real kung fu, and Liu Ye also told her not to get too close to the people in the courtyard.

So she still does the job of catching the thief herself.

He is wearing Beijing cloth shoes, but the inside is fleece.

Let Huang Rong walk without making any sound.

Just like that, he gently pushed the door open, and pointed at the strange figure inside with his quick eyes and hands, which was the long stick to serve him.

Snapped!
Immediately afterwards, there was a miserable cry from Liu Ye's house.

The second aunt next door poked her head out of the house just after getting up to make breakfast for her husband and son.

"Early in the morning, people are not allowed to sleep. Confessions are like fighting a war, whether they are moral or not." The second aunt shouted.

But he immediately heard the voice coming from Liu Ye's house.

And it was the cry of a child.

And the voice is kind of familiar.

Isn't he the grandson of Jia Zhang in the middle court?

Curious, I went to Liu Ye's house to find out.

It was found that the stick was holding his thigh and crying loudly.

Moreover, Liu Ye's daughter-in-law was holding a stick in her hand.

Seeing this, the second aunt's face paled, and she shouted to the people in the courtyard: "It's not good, Liu Ye's daughter-in-law broke the stick's leg."

The second aunt is not a good person either, obviously speaking is not a big deal.

This stick appeared here, and anyone with a discerning eye knew that there was something tricky, and it was Huang Rong who broke the stick's leg.

When someone came, they thought it was Huang Rong's fault.

The second aunt's voice was also loud, and with the breaking of her leg, everyone in the courtyard was alarmed.

Jia family.

Qin Huairu was still preparing breakfast when she heard the sound and hurried to the backyard.

Seeing the stick holding his leg, he had a painful look on his face.

"Great! What's wrong with you, don't scare mom!"

Said, hurriedly knelt down and hugged the stick in his arms.

Behind him, Mrs. Jia Zhang also rushed over wearing a small coat, saying cursingly: "The goddamn Liu Ye dared to beat my grandson today, let's see if I won't deal with you."

When he saw Banggen holding his legs, he pushed Qin Huairu away.

"You mother, no matter how you look at the child, the child's legs have been broken, what a waste."

After scolding, he hugged the stick into her arms, with tears welling up in his eyes.

Looking at Huang Rong who was on the side, she didn't dare to go up and speak.

She was still holding a stick in her hand, Jia Zhang is not stupid, the stick yesterday scared her a lot.

So all my anger was directed at my daughter-in-law.

Qin Huairu was also distressed by the side: "Banggan, why did you come to Liu Ye's house?"

But Banggun hugged his legs and cried, grinning in pain, how could he answer Qin Huairu's words.

At this time, the uncle rushed over wearing a coat.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with the stick leg."

Seeing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang found her courage, pointed to Huang Rong and said, "This is the beggar daughter-in-law of Liu Ye's family who beat my precious grandson."

"Look at the broken legs, how will our mother-in-law and grandson live after this!"

Huang Rong frowned, and glared at Jia Zhang who was pointing at her.

Jia Zhang's body trembled immediately, and quickly helped her back a few steps, letting herself get closer to Yi Zhonghai, glanced at the stick in her hand and said, "Look, she not only hit my grandson, but also dared to stare at me, You want to hit me! It doesn't matter how big or small, if Aunt Liu Ye is still alive, you still have to call me sister, you have to make the decision for us!"

And when she moved like this, the stick fell from her arms to the ground, rolled around, and immediately wailed again and again.

Jia Zhang immediately looked at Qin Huairu and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze, you don't look at the child, don't you know how to hold it?"

Yi Zhonghai also noticed that the stick in Huang Rong's hand was still stained with oil and water, and there was still some vegetable soup in his hands while holding the trousers.

Apparently they went to Liu Ye's house and ate it.

"Daughter-in-law of Liu Ye's family, how can you beat me with a stick? He's still a child!" said the uncle.

"I went out early in the morning, and when I came back, I saw the door open. I knew there was a thief. I also catch the thief. I have a quick eye and a quick hand. I can't let the thief escape." Huang Rong said.

However, she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it.

The second aunt next to him also took a look at the stick. It was indeed a thief, and his mouth was covered with grease.

Appearing here early in the morning, it must be great that this child is greedy for Liu Ye's food, and the meat on that table, let alone a child, even she is envious and wants to eat.

But she doesn't do such sneaky things.

This stickman often does petty theft, and his hands and feet are not clean, but due to Jia Zhang's sloppy temper, he can't do anything to him.

It's good now, the wife of Liu Ye's family can break his leg, let's see if the child is still coming out.

However, this Liu Ye's family is not a good person, they are two neighbors anyway, if they don't call her at the wedding banquet, they deserve to be stolen.

Standing beside him as if watching a good show.