Siheyuan: The start is pitted, the awakening system!

Chapter 122 Symphony of Love!
After she was full, Jia Zhang touched her mouth, and then she remembered, didn't she say that Yang Weiguo bought a lot of things at noon and came back?

Why did the stick come back with this plate of tamales, and other things.

So he asked the stick.

"My dear grandson, didn't you see anything else when you went to Yang Wei's country just now?"

"Why did you bring this plate of meat back?"

After eating, Jia Zhang began to think about other things in Yang Wei's country.

Wishing that all the good things in Yang Wei's country belong to his own family.

Hearing Jia Zhang's question, Bang Geng said directly.

"I searched a lot and found this plate of meat. I didn't see anything else."

Mrs. Jia Zhang firmly believed in Bang Geng's words, and Bang Geng had no reason to lie to herself.

It feels a little strange to say.

"Where did Yang Weiguo buy all those things? Did he eat them all?"

Then he denied it.

"No, no, no, this should be impossible. How could so many things be eaten at once, but I heard that there are still two chickens."

At this time, the stick said.

"Did Yang Weiguo hide these things?"

At this time, Jia Zhang said with a suddenly realized expression.

"That's right, Yang Weiguo must have hidden the other food."

"This Yang Weiguo is really abominable, he doesn't want to share anything good with us."

These brazen words came directly from Jia Zhang's mouth.

Just now, not only did he encourage the stick to go to Yang Weiguo's house to steal something to eat, but now after eating, he actually blamed Yang Weiguo for hiding the things.

This greedy face is really scary.

Feeling that Yang Weiguo hid the food, Bang Geng asked Jia Zhang.

"Grandma, do you want me to go to Yang Wei's country to look for it again?"

Stick felt that there must be other good things in Yang Wei's country. He didn't search carefully enough just now. If he went back and searched carefully, he would definitely be able to find them.

Jia Zhang was naturally very moved by the proposal of the stick, but she refused.

"Forget it, don't go, anyway, Yang Weiguo's house is here, he can't run away, we can just go to his house to get it when we want to eat."

It was as if what belonged to Yang Weiguo's house belonged to her, and she took whatever she wanted, without treating herself as an outsider at all.

After listening to Jia Zhang's words, Banggen also felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and he just went there when he wanted to eat.

And now that he was full, the pursuit of food was naturally not so strong, so he lay down on the bed and rested.

Jia Zhang also began to continue to work on her needlework.

Time passed bit by bit, about an hour or so passed.

The stick that was sleeping on the bed suddenly felt his stomach rumbling.

Suddenly woke up from sleep, and then felt a sharp pain in the abdomen.

The pain kept rolling in his abdomen, like a sharp knife cutting his intestines.

He yelled out in pain.

"Ah! Grandma, my stomach hurts so much."

Mrs. Jia Zhang, who was immersed in her needlework, heard BangGong's cry, and ran towards BangGeng, asking questions incessantly.

"My dear grandson, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, Jia Zhang was very impatient when he saw the stick sticking to his stomach and rolling on the bed.

He kept muttering in his mouth.

"Why does a good stomach hurt?"

The stick that was rolling on the bed was still crying for stomachache.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was walking around in a hurry.

She also had no choice but to take the stick to the hospital, but she couldn't hold it, so she could only watch helplessly.

Then she thought of something, turned and walked towards the door.

Mouth non-stop muttering.

"Yes, yes, go out and call someone."

Go out and find someone to help take the stick to the hospital.

But as soon as he walked to the door, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, which was extremely strong.

She finally knew why the stick would keep rolling on the bed, because it was too painful.

The pain directly made her squat down.

At this time, seeing the stick and her stomach ached, she quickly understood.

There must be something wrong with the tamales I ate before.

A terrible idea emerged in her mind.

"There is poison in the meat!"

So she cursed through gritted teeth.

"Yang Weiguo, you bastard, you actually poisoned your flesh and wanted to kill us, you will die a terrible death."

But she didn't want to think about it, if it wasn't for the stick to go to Yang Wei's country to steal things, would it have become what it is now?
When Yang Weiguo made steamed pork with flour, he didn't know how much croton would be appropriate, after all, he had never used it.

So it was put to death, and almost every piece of meat was covered with crotons.

Just now, stick stems were the first to eat, and they ate the most, so the onset was a little earlier than Jia Zhang's.

At this moment, both of them were clutching their stomachs, unable to move at all, let alone calling for someone.

This kind of pain is extremely severe, and I just feel that my stomach is churning non-stop.

After a while, stick stem felt that the pain seemed to have eased a little.

Those who hadn't come yet breathed a sigh of relief, and felt a gust of air rushing straight into the backyard.

"puff!"

A smelly sound resounded throughout the room.

Later, the stick found that this feeling was getting stronger and stronger, and tried to shrink the anus, but it was completely useless.

"Puff puff!"

Immediately afterwards, a series of voices sounded non-stop.

And the sound seemed to be accompanied by other things, leaving Sticky's body together.

The stick can feel a warm current appearing on his buttocks, accompanied by an unpleasant stench.

If you look carefully, you can see that the buttocks of the stick have bulged, and a light yellow liquid is constantly oozing out.

At this time, the stick also knew that he had pulled it, and couldn't help but shed tears of humiliation.

I am already such a big person, I didn't expect to pull it into my pants again today.

And Jia Zhang, who was at the door, heard the sound of stick farting continuously, as if he had received a signal, and also felt a gust of air that wanted to spew out from top to bottom.

From her point of view, this feeling is nothing more than normal farting, so she let down her vigilance.

"puff!"

After the sound, she regretted it, because she also felt the warm current from between her buttocks.

There are other things mixed in with this fart.

She regretted that she let it go too casually.

It's a pity that there was no arrow turning back when she opened the bow, and she only felt that it was gushing out from below.

She tried hard to end this situation, but once it started there was nothing to stop it.

Explosive sounds continued to be heard from below.

The two voices echoed each other in the room, one after another, as if they were playing a melodious symphony.

Gradually, Jia Zhang even felt a sense of relief.

After a period of spewing, this frequency began to drop, but it still didn't stop, and it would come again every few tens of seconds.

Stick was lying on the bed weakly, he didn't care if it would get dirty, he just wanted to end this terrible feeling quickly.

As for Jia Zhangshi, she was slumped at the door, and her body would tremble uncontrollably following the sound.

At the same time, Bang Geng and Jia Zhang felt a burning pain coming from their backyard, and even wished to cut off their own backyard.

(End of this chapter)