Siheyuan: I am the neighbor of Silly Zhu

Chapter 112 Xiaodang, where did the lollipop come from?
"Grandpa, take care of me, I don't allow people to speak a word of justice." Xu Damao muttered while hiding behind the three uncles.

"Try saying one more sentence, your mouth must be torn apart, it stinks!" Sha Zhu sat on the ponytail angrily.

Yan Bugui walked up to Xiao Dang and took out a few peanuts from his bosom.

"Xiao Dang, where did you get this lollipop?"

"My brother sold a wheel for it." Xiaotian said honestly, while holding the peanuts in Yan Bugui's hand.

"Don't say it." Stick directly covered Xiaodang's mouth.

Yan Bugui slapped him and pushed him to the ground.

woohoo~
Stick stem fell to the ground and started to cry, followed by Xiao Dang
Yan Bugui sneered.

"Third Master, why are you still pushing the kid?" Mrs. Zhang helped the stick up with distress.

"The truth has come to light. It's the stick. I didn't learn well at a young age. I think I need to be disciplined. Last time I sold cardboard boxes from my house. This time, I just stole my bicycle tires." Sold." Yan Bugui patted the table angrily.

"There are car thieves in our yard."

Everyone is in an uproar!

Seeing that the stick had a bad look, the old godly woman, seeing that something was wrong, hurried back to her room with the stick and locked the door.

on the edge of the window.

He shouted: "Isn't it just a broken wheel? Just let Qin Huairu compensate you. How old is he, and he still has the same knowledge as a child, so it's not shameful."

Everyone looked at the old godly woman hiding in the house speechlessly.

The shouting sound is so harsh!
"Qin Huairu, let's see how the matter is resolved." Yi Zhonghai said forcefully.

"pay!"

The pretty widow's face is ashen, this stick is going to turn the world upside down, why is she always picking up wool from the third master's house at such a young age, don't you know to find a new one?

Can he let you go?

"Qin Huairu, I think life in your family is not easy, as long as you restore the bicycle to its original state." Yi Zhonghai set the tone, preventing Yan Bugui from opening his mouth.

If he bought another one, Qin Huairu would have to jump into the well.

"Master? That's not how things are done." Yan Bugui squinted and pulled Yi Zhonghai who was on the sidelines.

A pious old thing, is it old and hardworking?
How to calculate his loss today?
"Third Master, children are ignorant, even if you catch the stick, you can do this, send it to the juvenile detention center, and the matter will be resolved." Yi Zhonghai threatened.

Uh!
Yan Bugui's heart skipped a beat.

Miscalculated.

Stick is a child, if it is an adult like Shazhu, that is another matter, at most it means that a child is naughty, how can he do this?

"Then pay it now." Yan Bugui swallowed his anger.

Qin Huairu knocked on the door, picked up the feather duster and hit the stick.

"Let you steal again..."

This time, the pretty widow was really angry. She had never seen such an uneasy child who made mistakes again and again and didn't learn from the lesson. Does the family have enough money to compensate?

"Qin Huairu, you want to kill the stick." Mrs. Zhang obstructed angrily.

"Third Master wants to pay compensation. There is no four or fifty yuan. Do you think it can be solved? Where did the money come from at home?" Qin Huairu sat on the stool calmly.

Looking at the stick hiding behind the old lady, he clutched his butt.

Eyes full of hatred~
"No money." The old godly woman subconsciously glanced at the cabinet in the house.

"Then let Bang Geng go to the juvenile prison for a while, I can't control him, someone can control him." Qin Huairu looked at Bang Geng indifferently.

Even if it's not for the sake of the stick, but for the sake of the other two children, a scourge like the stick can't stay in the courtyard.

Repeated teaching!

Remember to eat but not to fight.

How many times has she been able to finish each time?
Not to mention the other people outside, when they saw everyone in Jia's family, they would avoid them like a tiger, not doing any good deeds, and they were all sneaky and promiscuous masters.

She also wants to change.

"Stick, but your own son." The old godly woman scolded angrily.

"I'm out of money. If you want sticks, don't go to the juvenile prison, you can pay. As for the rest, I have no choice." Qin Huairu looked indifferently at the sticks that were still eating.

He took out seven or eight yuan from his trouser pocket, and felt uncomfortable.

slap~
She slapped his butt with a slap, tears streaming down her face.

As far as this demon king of the world is concerned, not to mention that Xu Dongqing is afraid of getting a hair on her, even a silly Zhu might dislike her. Whose family can stand such a trap.

It's not good enough to earn dead wages every month.

"Go and find other borrowers, they all belong to the same yard." The old godly woman said in a hurry.

Qin Huairu put the money he took out of Banggen's pocket on the table.

"This amount of money is definitely not enough. Look at anyone outside the house who can lend it to you. You can borrow it. In the whole courtyard, who else do you think has not been borrowed by our family?" Qin Huairu smiled wryly One sound.

The old godly woman's face was a little uncomfortable.

"Xu Dongqing, Shazhu, Xu Damao. Anyone can borrow it."

"If you think you can borrow a grain of rice with your old face, then open your mouth, I can't borrow it." Qin Huairu said angrily.

If something goes wrong, is she the one to go out?
How much sympathy can make a bunch of villains in the courtyard lend her money.

Is there a loan but no repayment?
Who is another fool.

"I."

The old godly woman pointed to her nose, showing a gloomy expression.

"Then let Bang Geng go to the juvenile detention center." Qin Huairu looked at the crooked old woman, except that she was willing to take painkillers, and she couldn't help at home.

"no.."

The old godly woman lay on the ground crying angrily, playing a rogue.

"Qin Huairu, I don't care what method you use, you must not let the stick go in. His whole life will be ruined just like that."

"Didn't you instigate it yourself?"

There is a stick in the courtyard, and every household has to prepare to lock the door. They are all on guard against their house. Instead of letting the people in the courtyard despise it, it is better to send the stick away, maybe you can learn better.

"Old woman, don't pretend to be pitiful. It's useless. You have sucked up the foolishness. You still owe money to the uncle. Xu Damao, the master who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, wants to buy me off after a meal." If you want him to spend forty or fifty dollars, you might as well kill him directly. As for Xu Dongqing, you have been haunting me all the time, and he is very taboo towards me. You saw it today, so Li and Yu Haitang, but they are cooking in the house? Maybe there is nothing left."

Take a look back.

Suddenly, she discovered that she was living on an isolated island. Although everyone was polite to her, it was just to maintain the scene.

The old godly woman, seeing that she was playing a scoundrel, couldn't make Qin Huairu change her mind.

"I knew you, a loser, were eyeing my pension money."

The old woman opened the cabinet frantically, took out a wad of change, and carefully counted 35 yuan.

"Plus the money from the sale of sticks for bicycles, it should be enough." The old godly woman lay on the head of the bed depressed, feeling sorry for the coffin that had just come out in her hand.

(End of this chapter)