Break out of the courtyard

"Don't grab it! Don't grab it! We have them all, ah..."

When Zhang Heping and his party came to the intersection, they happened to see a group of shirtless men grabbing steamed buns on the roadside... Zhang Heping took a second look and was sure they were meat buns!

Then, Zhang Heping heard a woman screaming among the group of men, so he walked over and pushed aside the few spaghetti men in front of him, and saw a long-haired woman in a light blue dress surrounded in the middle, hugging her His head was squatting on the ground and he was screaming, his clothes were soaked by the rain.

"Go away!" Zhang Heping shouted at the dozen or so men around him: "Some people are so kind as to bring you steamed buns. Is this how you repay the favor?"

After Zhang Heping used words to scare away a few people who grabbed the buns, he ignored the other group of people who were still grabbing the buns in the bag. He grabbed the long-haired woman's left arm and pulled her up.

Slightly curly long hair, light makeup, frightened and pitiful look, wet body, can score 90 points.

Zhang Heping let go of the opponent's soft arm, picked up the black umbrella that had been trampled on the ground and couldn't repair it after trying hard, so he simply covered the opponent's head with the broken umbrella.

"Go back quickly, you are not safe here alone." Zhang Heping said to the girl who was a head taller than him, and then called the construction team leader and the others to walk towards West Street.

There were many victims of the disaster standing under the eaves on the left and right sides of the street. Seeing them piled there and reluctant to leave, it was a difficult night.

As the water on the road became shallower, Zhang Heping poured out the water in his rain boots again, and then took an open-air bath in the weakened rain, rubbing his whole body vigorously.

Seeing Zhang Heping's actions, the construction team leader poured water from his rain boots and said with a smile: "I didn't realize it just now, but now I think about it, I don't know how much feces and urine from the cesspit were mixed in the flood."

"Captain, you definitely did it on purpose. You knew that Zhang Heping loved to be clean, but you still disgusted him like this."

"You guys are getting goosebumps when you look at Zhang Heping's body! Haha..."

Zhang Heping glanced at them speechlessly, and then glanced at the girl who was following them with a black umbrella. He turned back and continued walking while washing his hands, "Just laugh! If you don't wash yourselves clean, you'll have to eat later." If dysentery is transmitted to your family, you will cry sometimes!"

"Please wait!"

The girl who had just been rescued by Zhang Heping suddenly shouted.

Under the puzzled looks of Zhang Heping and others, the girl trotted up to a black classic car on the right in front and took a bulging white cloth bag from a woman in the back seat.

Then, I saw her covering her cloth bag with a broken umbrella and running back.

"My name is Tang Xin. Thank you for helping me out just now. There are some buns here, please accept them!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Heping took the still-warm buns unceremoniously and smiled at the construction team members: "Ms. Tang invited us to eat buns, don't you say thank you?"

"Thanks……"

Hearing the continuous thanks from the construction team members, the girl named Tang Xin hurriedly waved her hands and said "you're welcome".

"Hurry up and change your clothes! Don't catch a cold just because you have done something good!" Zhang Heping said, and then said to the construction team members who gathered around him: "Hurry up and wash your hands with rain water. If you don't wash your hands clean, you won't feed Baozi! "

……

Houhai North Shore, Courtyard No. 7.

Grandma Xie Ermei, wearing a black raincoat, stood outside the south window of the west gate room and knocked on the window glass.

Seeing that the eldest granddaughter Zhang Zhaodi was opening the window, Xie Ermei hurriedly said: "Zhaodi, pack 5 kilograms of stick noodles for grandma."

Zhang Zhaodi asked in confusion: "Grandma, you don't cook, why do you want stick noodles?"

Xie Ermei smiled and said: "The street office is calling for food donations for disaster relief. I am a red sleeve aunt, so I have to set an example!"

"Mom, come in and tell me something." Ma Xiuzhen walked over and said, then closed the south window facing Houhai.

"Let me tell you three, when I usually send cooked food to the next door, the mistress will pretend to be confused and pretend she didn't see it." Mother Ma Xiuzhen looked at the eldest daughter and said:

"If you steal the mistress's food from home without his permission, you will see if he will be angry and whether he will treat you as well as before."

"Lao San! Lao San..." Xie Ermei stood at the door of No. 7 Courtyard and shouted into the doorway.

Zhang Bing put on a raincoat and came out, and saw Ma Xiuzhen standing at the kitchen door staring at him.

Zhang Bing pretended not to see it and limped into the doorway, "Mom, what's the matter?"

Just at this time, Zhang Heping came back with a group of construction team members.

"Zhang Heping, don't forget to drink ginger soup, be careful of catching a cold!"

"You too, don't forget to rinse the dirt off your body!"

As Zhang Heping spoke, he separated from a group of rough guys in black raincoats and walked straight into the doorway, ignoring the mother and son at the door.

"Look, what's your son's attitude? He didn't even say hello when he saw me!" Xie Ermei pointed at Zhang Heping's back angrily.

"Mom, help me take off my clothes. I need to take a shower. I'm so dirty!" Zhang Heping said to his mother, Ma Xiuzhen, at the door of the kitchen, and then went to the bathroom on the east side.

Zhang Bing pulled his mother, Xie Ermei, to the west window and asked in a low voice, "Mom, why are you calling me?"

"The subdistrict office is calling for food donations. You go in and get 5 kilograms of stick noodles." Xie Ermei said her intention again.

"Look at the cabinet inside!" Zhang Bing pointed to the wooden cabinet behind the window and said helplessly: "The grain cabinet has been locked by the mistress, can you donate money?"

As Zhang Bing said this, he took out a stack of cents from under his raincoat.

"No! I reported to the street office that 5 kilograms of stick noodles were used. I can't just keep my word."

"How about you go into the room and tell the mistress?" Zhang Bing tried to tactfully persuade Xie Ermei to bow her head.

"No! If that grandson doesn't apologize to me, he won't let me in his house!"

Zhang Bing leaned against the south wall helplessly, feeling tired!

He took out a packet of Chinese medicine from his trouser pocket and was about to light one when he remembered his son Zhang Heping's words.

"Smoking is bad for your health! If you really want to smoke, just smoke one with a filter, 7 cents and 2 a box. If you think it's expensive and can't bear to smoke, that's the best! Hehe..."

Thinking of Zhang Heping's evil smile at that time, Zhang Bing put a cigarette under his nose, took a deep breath, looked across Houhai, frowned and said:

"Mom, when you were in the village, you told others that your eldest grandson Zhang Cuishan was so filial that he insisted on bringing you to the city to enjoy your blessings."

"I don't blame you for saying such things!"

"At least, you know that I have separated from the eldest brother. According to the rules in the countryside, he should provide for you in old age! If the villagers know that it is our family that provides for you in old age, the eldest brother who has taken all the family property will be stabbed in the back by the villagers!"

Perception: Minor (13%).

Xie Ermei put her hands on her hips and said unreasonably: "I live in my eldest grandson's house now! Will I take care of myself at your house?"

Zhang Bing's frown deepened, and he said with a complicated expression: "You also told the villagers that those new clothes, watches, and leather shoes were bought for you by your eldest grandson Zhang Cuishan."

"People in the village asked me, what have I bought for you after all these years of working?"

Xie Ermei's face froze and she said quibly: "I just want to leave Cuishan a good reputation in the village so that I can marry him as soon as possible!"

Zhang Bing was silent for a while, then put the cigarette in the carton, stuffed it into his trouser pocket, and turned towards the door.

"Are you going to give me stick noodles or not?"

"The mistress is in charge, you can ask him for it yourself!"

……

Zhang Heping never expected that this old lady would still have such thoughts... He regretted letting Zhang Cuishan go to the city to take over his job!

Thinking back to last year, this old lady took her eldest sister Zhang Zhaodi and her second sister Zhang Pandi to flee to the capital, and left the food rations for the three of them in her hometown. Isn't it partial to her eldest son's family... At that time, the place was full of chicken feathers, and I didn't expect to go there. !

However, there are many ways to deal with this old lady. Cutting off food is just the simplest and crudest thing, and the most it will cause is a reputation of being unfilial.

In addition, Zhang Cuishan can also be put on night shift to guard the warehouse, and put in the workshop for Yi Zhonghai to clean up. Then we will see if the old lady will ask for help.

Just doing this is purely hurting others and not benefiting yourself. In the end, Zhang Heping came to ask for help, would he help or not?

Zhang Heping opened the bathroom door, wiped his head with a towel, and walked to the kitchen.

"Should we make a fake telegram and trick her into returning to the village?"

……