Through the courtyard, I became a big villain

"Great, I'm leaving first, are you happy?"

The stick is expressionless: I dare not be happy.

"Crack! Crack!"

"Who are you showing your face in mourning!"

"Go to school well, if I know that you play truant, I will make you unable to enter the gate of the courtyard in the future."

Xu Yang knelt down and touched the stick's head, and said in a voice that only two people could hear.

"I'm leaving Teacher Ran first. I still have work to do at work." Xu Yang bid farewell to Ran Qiuye who was seeing off his parents at the door.

"Goodbye." Ran Qiuye waved her hand, and her sense of responsibility for work allowed her to put away the three-pointed reluctance in her heart.

"Actually, I also think we are a good match..."

Xu Yang smiled gently and left a sentence that lingered in Ran Qiuye's ears.

Bang Geng pretended to be uncomfortable and lay down on the table for a while, making sure that after Xu Yang walked away, he immediately straightened up and wanted to support himself.

The teacher sent the parents off at the door, and the classroom was full of laughter and laughter. Usually, sticks are the happiest at this time.

Sticking out of his seat, he wants to find his best friend Da Zhuang to brag about how rich his new godfather's family is, and he has meat and peanuts every day.

As a result, who would have thought that just as he ran over to Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang spit at him directly and cursed: "Bah! Thief!"

Sticky's smile froze on his face, and only then did he realize that everyone on the way he went to find Da Zhuang avoided him.

Stick was frustrated and wanted to return to his seat, but two naughty boys on the road suddenly pushed him from behind, and another kid tripped him with his leg stretched out.

The whole person of stick stem directly "pia" on the ground, and when he got up again, he suddenly found that everyone around him became so strange and full of maliciousness.

The stick shuddered...

In addition to Xu Yang's physical harm to Bang Giao, the real highlight is gradually being staged...

"Ding, congratulations to the protagonist for awakening the passive skill - the villain's heart."

"The real villain is not doing some devastating evil things, but controlling and playing with human nature. This passivity will make it easier for you to catch other people's psychological weaknesses and instant thoughts."

Xu Yang, who was pedaling slowly, was delighted when he heard the system prompt. This is a good passive, which is equivalent to half a mind reading skill, but it is more aimed at the other party's psychological weakness.

There is also a momentary idea, which is also very mysterious, you can try it when you go back...

At this moment in the courtyard, a dry and thin man like a monkey walked through the front yard, through the middle yard, and finally fell at the door of Xu Damao's house as if he was exhausted.

There was a bang when the door was slammed.

"Who? Whose kid is messing around?"

Jia Zhang pushed the door out and saw no one in front of him.

Suddenly, a skinny claw grabbed the hem of his trousers. Jia Zhang was so frightened that he said "Oh my god", and only saw the person at his feet when he lowered his head.

"Where is the stinky beggar coming from?" Facing a dry and thin man who seemed to be hungry and collapsed at his door, Jia Zhang unreservedly released his malice.

"Big... aunt, I'm not a beggar, I have money..." the skinny young man said weakly, and after speaking, he pulled out several crumpled bills from his trouser pocket with his weak hands.

贾张氏眼睛都恨不得掉到钱上去，当然也一眼就看出了里面起码2两10块的，3张5块的，2张1块的....

That's more than 30 yuan.

"Oh, young man, why is the trouble so miserable, come and drink some water, auntie."

Fortunately, the young man was as thin as a stick, and Jia Zhang dragged him into the house with a limp.

Poured a bowl of water for "Ma Gan" from the thermos, and the young man dried up in a few mouthfuls.

"Young man, you have money in your pocket, why are you making trouble like this..." Jia Zhang went straight to the point with a wrinkled smile.

"Ma'am, there are some things money can't buy..."

"Can't buy money? Not enough tickets?" Jia Zhang asked curiously.

"It's not a ticket, it's a prescription." The young man regained some strength after drinking a bowl of water, and he spoke a lot more fluently.

"I have had headaches since I was a child, but the doctor prescribed so many small painkillers for me every time. I don't know when I get headaches every day. How can I eat? I can't tell when I have a headache. I just fainted..."

"That's right, indeed, painkillers are not harmful, so prescribing more will help!" Jia Zhang was also very angry when he heard Ma Gan's words.

Jia Zhang, who has been pretending to be ill for more than ten years, has only a little hobby, but the doctor is not satisfied with her, and has to say that it is the maximum dose every time.

Bah, bully me an old woman!

"Auntie, what do you mean, you usually eat it? Do you have it at home? I...I will pay a high price for it." The hemp stick boy's eyes lit up immediately.

"Well, I don't have enough for myself, and you know the doctor won't prescribe more." Jia Zhang's heart was moved, but Jia Zhang's IQ was still online when he took advantage, and he started acting directly.

"I'll pay double the price, ma'am, you can sell it to me, ma'am, please." The young man said to Jia Zhang with a begging face.

"If it's three times the price, I can consider selling it to you for a few days. After all, I want to eat it myself." Jia Zhang rolled her eyes.

"Okay, ma'am, the market price is 1.46 a box, I'll count it as 5 yuan for you, and this is 10 yuan, please give it to me quickly, ma'am."

The hemp stick boy immediately showed eagerness and eagerness, and directly stuffed 10 yuan into Jia Zhang's arms.

"Okay, I'll take it for you."

Jia Zhang accepted 10 yuan, turned around and went into the back room, and took out two boxes of painkillers and 2 tablets, which were Jia Zhang's 14-day supply.

"I don't have any change, that's all I have. I won't look for you for the money." Mrs. Jia secretly rejoiced. This young man is addicted at first glance. If he doesn't kill him now, when will he wait?

The hemp stick youth grabbed the painkiller directly, poured a glass of water in a hurry, took two tablets at that time, and then his expression eased.

"Okay, let you take advantage of a few cents."

"Ma Gan" looked at Jia Zhang with a little contempt.

Jiazhang changed his face after receiving ten yuan from others: "What's your name, young man?"

"I, my surname is Wang. My family used to be the Eighth Prince in Beiping City. They lived in Jia's Hutong, so my name is Wang Bajia."

Jia Zhang frowned, why does this name feel like she had enmity with her family in her previous life?

"Okay, old lady, thank you for your medicine. Now I feel much more comfortable, and I don't have much to chat with you, a small family. If you still have medicine, go to Pigeon City and ask anyone to live in Wang Bajia's house." Well, I'm not short of money, and I have a bunch of friends who are good for it."

Wang Bajia pulled out a dozen Datuanzi from the other pocket, and Jia Zhang's eyes straightened again when he saw it.

But Wang Bajia has already flung his sleeves and walked away. Compared with the embarrassment when he came, he really feels a bit down and out now.

"Gezi City, bastard Jia." Mrs. Jia Zhang silently recited it a few times, not knowing what he was planning.

Wang Bajia came out of the courtyard, found a corner where no one was around, scratched his throat a few times, and spit out the two white pills again...