Siheyuan: A hundred-year-old naughty boy, smashing all the birds!

Seeing that the situation is now getting more and more chaotic.Second Uncle Liu Haizhong jumped out again to stabilize the situation.

I saw him holding his enamel water glass, knocking on the table, and then said seriously.

"Everyone, be quiet, this is a meeting."

"We will discuss things that have nothing to do with the meeting later."

"Now our topic is where did Mr. Liu's pocket watch go. As for other issues, we will discuss them after the meeting."

Looking at the noisy scene at this moment, Liu Haizhong felt for the first time that he was a little powerless.

He also had the idea that it would be difficult to host this meeting.

However, the position of Uncle One is really sweet.

After I said a few words, the people present finally took me seriously.

However, this venue has already been disrupted by Mr. Liu, and now he can't let Mr. Liu and Shazhu quarrel again.

Otherwise, the elm head of Shazhu would be played around by Mr. Liu all the time.

At that time, the other people burst into laughter, so let's not hold this conference.

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong's eyes rolled, he had to change the subject, and put aside the matter of Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu.

So after he looked around at the people present, his eyes stayed on Bang Geng.

Didn't Aunt Zhang say that she saw the stick coming out of Mr. Liu's house, so he should start with the stick.

No matter what, he had to control the scene.

But this stick is also strange, why it always hides behind Qin Huairu.

Looking at it, it's really not generous at all.

However, this is not his own son, and he is too lazy to say it.

Then, the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, looked at the stick who had been evasive all the time, and said, "Bang, did you go to Mr. Liu's room to pick up the pocket watch today?"

He was also too lazy to beat around the bush, and asked straight to the point.

What kind of storm can such a child make? He just asked about it as a matter of routine.

If he were to analyze it, he would think that Mr. Liu's pocket watch must have been forgotten somewhere by himself.

It's a stick, at most, he usually goes to Shazhu's room to make a fuss, and he probably wouldn't dare to do that in other rooms.

Hearing the second uncle Liu Haizhong asked himself that, Bang Geng panicked all of a sudden.

As for the rest of the people, after hearing Uncle Er's question, their gazes also turned to the stick.

I saw that Bang Geng's little hand was firmly grasping Qin Huairu's clothes and would not let go, and his eyes were also evasive, not daring to look directly at the second uncle's bangs.

Suddenly, everyone understood something.

But at this time, Bang Giao's little head was running at high speed, trying to find a way to avoid this interrogation.

But after all, he is just a child, and he doesn't have so many schemes in his head.

When he was stared at by so many people, he was a little flustered for a while, he couldn't think of any perfect excuse at all, and now he couldn't come up with the previous excuse at all.

He didn't take anything that he went to Mr. Liu's house to play with. With such an excuse, he himself didn't believe what he said.

"Bang, you said it, could it be that you really took this pocket watch..."

At this moment, Liu Haizhong has been waiting for Bang Geng's reply, but after waiting for a long time, Bang Geng is still hesitating and hawing, unable to explain clearly.

Even if Uncle Er was slow to react, he had begun to notice the pocket watch stealing, which had something to do with the stick.

At this moment, Uncle Er looked at Bang Geng, and seeing Bang Geng's guilty look, he felt a little more certain in his heart.

Looking at Uncle Er who was also looking straight at himself, Bang Geng almost wanted to cry right now.

So he didn't go through the brain so much when he spoke, and started yelling at himself directly.

"Uncle Er, I just went to Mr. Liu's house to play for a while, and I didn't touch his things."

"I didn't steal the pocket watch, I just took it and looked at it."

The preface of the stick stem didn't match the postscript, which immediately attracted the attention of the people in the courtyard.

What do you mean going to Mr. Liu's house to play?
What does it mean to take it over and take a look.

Now the little thief is just not calling himself.

Listening to what Bang Geng said, Jia Zhang's complexion suddenly turned gray. She looked at Bang Geng as if she had lost her backbone, her face was full of disbelief.

Why did my good grandson tell the truth? She is really confused.

He should have refused to admit it at this time.

How could he just say it.

It must be Qin Huairu, a stupid daughter-in-law, playing tricks in the middle. Thinking of this, Jia Zhang's stomach is full of anger.

So he slapped Qin Huairu on the face.

"Look at the good son you taught, my good grandson was ruined by you!
After the slap, Jia Zhang felt that she was still angry, so she slapped her back angrily.

And Qin Huairu, who was slapped twice, was in an even worse mood.

Now Qin Huairu is very worried about her future.

You must know that her hopes are all placed on Banggen. If something happens to Banggen, then she will not have to live.

Stealing now is a felony. If you are not careful, you will be sent to the juvenile prison.

If the child enters the juvenile detention center, then his whole life will really be over.

Hearing what Banggen said, the onlookers also started to discuss.

"Didn't Bangjo only get things from Shazhu before?"

"That's to say, why is he eyeing Mr. Liu this time?"

"This is expanding the scope for myself."

"..."

At this moment, the way the big guy looks at the stick has changed immediately.

They are all unhappy now.

After all, they were all worried that their home would be stolen, so they took this opportunity to criticize Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi.

"Qin Huairu, you guys are going too far. If you just go to Sha Zhu's house to get things, then we have no objections at all."

"But now you actually let your children go to Mr. Liu's house to get things, that's bullying him because there is no one in his house!"

"That is to say, it's too much for you to look like this!"