Siheyuan: During the great famine, we produced hundreds of millions of tons of grain

There is a Lingpeng in front of my house.

Lao Jia's coffin is parked inside!

Isn't this disgusting?

"Jia Zhang, Jia Dongxu, get out of here."

"Who asked you to put Lingpeng in front of my house?"

Wan Ping'an came to Jia's house.

No movement.

Without saying a word, he kicked down Jia's door.

It was really kicked to pieces!

Not kicked away!

no one!

"Ping An, what are you doing?"

Yi Zhonghai came in a hurry.

Yi Zhonghai was very angry when he saw Wan Pingan kicked Jia's door into pieces.

"What am I doing?"

"The Jia family has set up a memorial shed in front of my house. Have you seen it?"

"Why don't you care?"

"Are you still a master?"

Wan Pingping asked.

"I only saw it after they finished building it. I also looked for them. They were not at home. You can't let me just dismantle the Lingpeng, can you?"

“Peace, great is the dead.”

"You just have to endure it. It will take up to seven days before Lao Jia has to go to the funeral!"

Yi Zhonghai persuaded Wan Ping'an.

"Is this how you become a master?"

"Okay, you don't care, right?"

"If you put Lingpeng on my doorstep, you must be prepared to bear some consequences. Just wait!"

Wan Ping An went out.

Within 10 minutes, eight nesters were called.

"Have you seen this coffin?"

"Take it out and throw it anywhere, including in the ditch, feeding it to wild dogs, whatever you want. I'll give you five yuan each."

Wan Pingan pointed to Lao Jia's coffin.

The eight nesters were all stunned. They had indeed carried a coffin before, but carrying a coffin was different from throwing a coffin.

Isn't this too harsh?

How much hatred does this have?

They don’t let people go even after they die, and even throw away their coffins!

"Ping An, are you too presumptuous?"

"Everyone knows that the dead are the most important. Old Jia is gone. If you treat him like this, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Yi Zhonghai scolded Wan Pingan.

"Retribution?"

"Yi Zhonghai, as a great master, do you want to promote feudal superstition?"

"Besides, even if it's retribution, I shouldn't be repaid with Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu."

"One is Lao Jia's daughter-in-law, and the other is Lao Jia's son. They knew clearly that I had a grudge against the Jia family, and they even set up a funeral shed in front of my house."

"They are all risking their lives, so what am I afraid of?"

Wan Ping'an smiled coldly.

Only then did the eight nesters understand.

The dead people were not Wan Ping'an's family. On the contrary, they were his enemies who deliberately stopped at his door to disgust him!

So wicked!

How can one park a coffin in front of someone else's house?

"It's ten yuan per person. Move it now. You can throw it wherever you want. I don't know about this. Will you move it?"

"If you don't move, I will find someone else!"

Wan Ping'an asked Baobo'er.

"Move, of course!"

"But as agreed, we are only responsible for moving things. No matter what happens, you have to solve it yourself."

The eight nesters nodded.

I usually earn a few cents a day moving things, which is pretty good.

Now there is only one coffin for eight people. It is very easy. Just pay ten yuan per person. They would rather carry the coffin every day!

"Everything is safe, no moving!"

"You are so outrageous!"

"A vicious person like you doesn't deserve to live in a courtyard house!"

Yi Zhonghai smiled in his heart.

Placing the coffin in front of Wan Ping'an's house was not his instigation, but he induced it intentionally or unintentionally.

The purpose is to be disgusting and safe.

The more intense Wan Ping'an's reaction is, the better. It's better to make things bigger!

clap clap clap!

Wan Ping'an's rejection is ten big slaps in the face!

Yi Zhonghai was stunned on the spot.

wobbly.

If there wasn't a wall behind him and leaning against the wall, he would definitely not be able to stand still.

move!

Wan Ping'an gave the order.

Wo Bo'er doesn't care about that much. He has money to make and he's not doing bad things, so why not make money?

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned.

When the Jia family was setting up the memorial shed, they all saw it and thought the Jia family was so disgusting.

They are all guessing, how Wan Ping'an will fight back?

I guess Wan Ping'an will ask the street office to mediate.

Some people guessed that he would beat up the Jia family.

I just didn’t expect him to dare to throw the coffin away. He is definitely a ruthless person!

Snapped!

The silly pillar received a slap on the head.

It was He Daqing who beat him.

"did you see that?"

"This is what you call a ruthless person. If it were you, if someone parked the coffin in front of your house, would you dare to just throw it away?"

He Daqing took the opportunity to teach Silly Pig a lesson. 450

Silly Zhu shook his head. The most he could do was beat up the person who set up the coffin, or ask Yi Zhonghai to mediate. He would never think of throwing away the coffin.

"remember!"

"You can make anyone angry in the courtyard, but you can never make Wan Ping'an angry!"

He Daqing warned.

"Wait a minute, Lingpeng is also demolished. I'll give you another 20 yuan."

Wan Ping'an spoke up again.

The eyes of the eight nestlings lit up.

The memorial shed is very simple, just a few pillars and some white cloth, which can be dismantled and left.

The coffin is gone.

It was quiet in front of the Wanjia Gate.

"Peace, I won't obey anyone, but you!"

Xu Damao gave a thumbs up.

"Ping An, the Jia family will definitely not give up. I'm afraid there's something else going on with Yi Zhonghai. You have to be careful!"

Xu Damao lowered his voice.

"If I dare to throw the coffin away, I won't be afraid of them!"

"If the Jia family didn't come to me, I would go to them to dismantle the funeral shed and hire someone to transport the coffin away. It cost me a total of 100 yuan."

"The Jia family must give me this money, plus double the mental damages."

Wan Ping'an sneered.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu must have hidden away.

They thought like most people, even if Wan Pingan was annoyed, he would not do anything to the coffin.

But they guessed wrong, and Wan Pingping dared to throw away the coffin.

what?

Xu Damao was stunned, Wan Ping'an still wanted money from the Jia family?

Throw away the coffin and still want money?

"Ping An, you are really awesome!"

Xu Damao was short of vocabulary.

I can't think of how to describe Wan Ping'an.

"you you…"

Yi Zhonghai pointed at Wan Pingan, his fingers trembling.

He realized he was in big trouble.

Lao Jia's coffin was thrown away. Jia and Zhang could not help Wan Ping'an, and they would definitely not be able to spare him. He got angry.

"not good!"

"Nothing can happen to the coffin!"

Yi Zhonghai reacted.

Wan Ping'an can throw away Lao Jia's coffin.

But he absolutely couldn't let anything happen to Lao Jia, so he turned around and chased him out.

After more than half an hour.

Lao Jia's coffin came back again. He didn't dare to go to the backyard and put it in front of Jia's house in the middle courtyard. It was just brought back from the hospital.

Place to put.

There was a lot of mud on the coffin.

"Wan Ping'an, are you satisfied now?"

"The coffin was fished out of the smelly ditch!"

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and glared at Wan Pingan.

When he chased them out, the eight Wobo children had long disappeared.

He asked and chased all the way, and finally found the coffin in a smelly ditch. He spent another 50 yuan to have the coffin fished out.

"Are you scared?"

"If my guess is correct and the coffin was placed at my door, even if it wasn't your idea, you must have been involved."

"Guess, when Mrs. Jia Zhang comes back, will she settle the score with me or with you?"

Wan Pingping smiled.

The angrier Yi Zhonghai becomes, the more it shows that he is guilty.

Wan Pingping turned around and left.

This matter is not over yet!

Leaving the coffin in front of his house is so disgusting.

When Jia Zhang comes back, the new and old accounts will be settled together. ‘

Both the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai must pay the price!

night.

It was just getting dark.

Many people fell asleep.

In an era when you don't have enough to eat, sleeping is an effective way to reduce energy consumption. If you lie down and sleep, you won't be hungry and you can eat less.

of course.

There are also some people who are secretly creating people!

At the entrance of the courtyard, two people sneaked up.

The fat man in front, who is not Jia Zhang?

clap clap clap!

Jia Zhang knocked on the door.

Just entering the new society, there are still many saboteurs. In order to ensure everyone's safety at night, the courtyard is usually closed at night.

"Who is it?"

Yan Fugui got up.

He is the third uncle and lives in the front yard, so he is responsible for the gate.

Give him two yuan as compensation every month.

"Can't you even hear me?"

Jia Zhang was very angry.

"Why did you come back so late?"

"Did you know I was asleep?"

Yan Fugui was in no hurry to open the door.

Start complaining.

"Lao Yan, do you think I don't know what you want to do?"

"Let me tell you, if someone asks you to open the door, they will give you a penny or two. I won't give you a penny, so just tell me whether you will open the door for me or not?"

"If you don't open the door, I'll go to the street office and sue you."

Jia Zhang was very angry.

Yan Fugui watches the front door. After closing the door at night, he gets up and opens the door for others. It is not free of charge. In most cases, he will give him some benefits.

He is not greedy either, never a penny is too little, and never a dollar is too much.

Of course.

No one would give him a dollar.

"Can't I open the door for you?"

Yan Fugui was unlucky.

There were two people in the courtyard that he couldn't afford to offend.

One is a deaf old lady and the other is Jia Zhang. Even if these two people come back later, they will not give him a penny for his hard work.

Humph!

Jia Zhang is so arrogant!

He rolled his eyes at Yan Fugui and took Jia Dongxu back to the middle courtyard.

"Pooh!"

"It's not a human thing. You can remember it easily."

"Do you think it will be okay if you hide out during the day?"

"Old Jia's coffin was thrown away by Wan Ping'an a long time ago. If it weren't for Yi Zhonghai, I'm afraid your old Jia's body would have been gone."

Yan Fugui spat.

He was in no hurry to go home. He guessed that there would be something good to watch soon.

Waiting for a good show.

"Mom, wouldn't it be bad to throw my father's coffin in front of Wan's house?"

When walking back, Jia Dongxu was a little worried.

"What's wrong?"

"I just want to disgust him to death."

"That old comrade Yi Zhonghai said that the dead are the most important. Even Wan Ping An would not dare to touch your father's coffin."

"He, he, he..."

Before Jia Zhang could finish speaking, she was stunned and stuttered.

There was a coffin parked in front of their house, smelly and covered with mud.

Sunny day.

There was plenty of moonlight and starlight.

Let Jia Zhang see clearly.

"what 's wrong?"

Jia Zhang was blinded.

Jia Dongxu's eyes were red.

Even if his father died, he would not find peace!

"Wan Ping'an must have done it."

"We threw the coffin at his door, and he threw it back with so much mud."

Jia Zhang reacted.

"Let's go find Wan Ping'an to settle the score."

"The deceased is the greatest, how could he make your father's coffin so dirty?"