Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

The next morning.

At daybreak, Wang Jianguo's loud shouts were heard in the yard.

"Everyone come and see, I found Xu Damao."

"Where, where?"

"We found Xu Damao."

"Go and see."

"Where, where is Jianguo?"

The three old men came out with the neighbors in the yard.

Wang Jianguo said with a strange look on his face: "Da Mao is just outside the door."

Uncle Yi: "Why don't you call him in?"

Wang Jianguo smiled bitterly: "I can't let him in."

Uncle Er frowned: "What's going on?"

"You should go out and have a look yourself."

Wang Jianguo led everyone out.

When they looked up, everyone was stunned to see Xu Damao tied naked to a telephone pole.

It was tied quite high, about three or four meters.

The posture was also very indecent. Xu Damao was hugging the electric pole with a look of pain on his face.

The white buttocks are facing the gate of the courtyard and are very eye-catching.

"Oh my god, what happened to Damao?" "Oh my god, who did this?" "It's so immoral."

Everyone looked strange. "Oh~~~ How embarrassing." "This child is so white."

"Yeah, it's white." "The butt is also perky." "If you say that, how can a grown man not have a perky butt?"

"..."

The women blushed.

Some turned away, some covered their eyes, some covered their eyes and spread their fingers, and some boldly stared at Xu Damao and commented on him.

Listening to the neighbors' discussions, Xu Damao was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die. In fact, he had woken up a long time ago, but in this state, he didn't dare to call for help.

Yang Muzi tied him to the electric pole at one in the morning. It was not too cold during the day in August and September, but the night wind blew towards the wind vent of the alley for half the night. Xu Damao was almost frozen to death, and his hands and feet were completely numb.

Physical torture is nothing, the most important thing is psychological torture.

He was a young boy who had never been out of the house, but he was seen naked by all the men, women and children in the courtyard. How could he face people in the future?

"Ah!"

Xu Damao sneezed, and everyone finally reacted. Xu's mother said anxiously: "Uncle Yi, hurry up and save him." Uncle Yi's face turned black: "How can we save him from such a high altitude?"

"Uncle San, you are the smartest person in our hospital. Please think of a solution." "I have no idea either." "What should I do~~~"

Everyone was extremely anxious. Xu Damao was tied too high and there was no ladder in the yard.

It’s a problem for ordinary people to get up there, let alone save people.

Everyone was very confused, how could it be so high, how did they hang the person up there. Uncle San: "There is a way."

"any solution."

"Call an electrician." "Good attention!"

Everyone nodded.

Electricians these days have to climb electric poles with their bare hands, and only they have the ability to save Xu Damao.

Damn...

Xu Damao wanted to die. When you find the electrician, you will call the entire neighborhood committee.

As the sky brightened, a group of people started to make a lot of noise, attracting more and more people.

"Hey, isn't this Xu Damao?"

"Oh my god, how did it get hung up?" "Who is so wicked?" "This must have been done by a master."

In this age of entertainment scarcity, who doesn’t like to watch the fun, especially something so bizarre?

"Come and see, come and see, someone has been stripped naked and tied to a telephone pole."

"Really? That's so interesting. Let's go!" "It's so lively over there. What happened?" "I heard there's a young man named Xu Damao..."

"He is Xu Damao. He is immoral and must have done something immoral."

More and more people came, and soon the scene was filled with thousands of onlookers, and the situation was out of control for a while.

"The electrician is coming, the electrician is coming, everyone make way!"

The raggedly dressed electrician squeezed his way through the crowd.

Bro, can you hurry up?

Xu Damao even had a cerebral hemorrhage. After much effort, the electrician finally squeezed in.

Father Xu quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Comrade, no matter what, please save our child."

The electrician looked up and said, "It's too high. We can't save it."

Xu Damao's scalp was numb. Every second was torture for him. If he couldn't save him, would he let me die there?

Xu Damao looked into the distance and saw a massive crowd of people rushing towards him like a steel torrent.

Thousands of people were watching him naked, and the pressure was too great to bear.

This time, Xu Damao became completely famous, and probably everyone in the neighborhood committee knew about it.

"Comrade, please help!"

Father Xu quickly took out five dollars from his pocket. After receiving the five dollars, the electrician was satisfied.

"Wait a minute, I forgot to bring my tools, I'll go home and get them." The electrician turned around and squeezed out little by little. He was soon drowned in the dark crowd.

I am so...

Xu Damao was desperate.

It was an hour later when the electrician came back.

Only then did they rescue Xu Damao. Surrounded by the crowd, with He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu supporting him on both sides, Xu Damao limped back home.

"Kid, where have you been these past two days?"

Xu Damao was tucked into bed, and his mother asked with concern, "Two days?"

Xu Damao was stunned. He had always thought that it was something that happened tonight.

Unexpectedly, two days have passed. "Mom, what day is today?"

"September 27th, the National Day is just a few days away." "This..."

Xu Damao was stunned. He found himself in a coma for two days.

I have no idea where he went during those two days or how he ended up hanging on a telephone pole.

Father Xu asked, "Da Mao, who tied you to the electric pole?" "I don't know!"

Yang Muzi, let’s wait and see.

Xu Damao seriously suspected that it was Yang Muzi, but he didn't dare to say it. First of all, he was the one who committed the crime first and wanted to hit Yang Muzi with a club.

Secondly, Yang Muzi has the handle in his hand.

"Do I need to ask? You must have met a bad guy. Oh my child, why are you so unlucky?"

Xu's mother cried.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Muzi went out for a walk and ran into He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu's current job is as an assistant in the steel mill canteen. He has a comfortable life because his father He Daqing is looking after him.

After breakfast at the factory, we can go home and play for a while. The steel mill is not far from here, so sometimes we go home. "Silly Zhu, you went to the brothel again." "What nonsense are you talking about!"

He Yuzhu quickly pulled Yang Muzi aside, feeling very panicked.

Only he and Xu Damao knew about the brothel visit. No one else knew. How did Yang Muzi know about it?

Could it be...Xu Damao said that?

It doesn't make sense. They are in the same boat. There is no need for Xu Damao to do that.

"Oh, my Uncle Yang, please don't ruin my reputation. I haven't gotten married yet, so how could I have been to that place?"

"You've really never been there?"

“Definitely not.”

"Eight Great Hutongs, Xiao Cui." "How do you know?" He Yuzhu widened his eyes.

Yang Muzi: "Not only do I know Xiao Cui, but I also heard that you sold your virginity there for five dollars."

"What do you mean?" He Yuzhu was at a loss.

Yang Muzi said seriously: "You don't know the rules of the Eight Great Hutongs? Then let me tell you, if a virgin goes to a prostitute for the first time, not only will they not charge you, but they will also give you a red envelope of five yuan. Didn't they give it to you?"

He Yuzhu was curious: "Is this true?"

Yang Muzi: "Who am I? I don't know what happened in Sijiu City. You've been deceived, silly boy."

Xu Damao!!!

He Yuzhu finally realized that when he went to visit a prostitute, he gave Xu Damao two yuan.

Xiao Cui didn't ask him for money, and he felt strange. It turned out that Xu Damao sold him out, and he kept the five dollars.

He even tricked himself into paying two yuan in profit. "I'm going for a stroll. Bye!" Yang Muzi waved and rode away on his bicycle.

Xu Damao, I’ll fuck your grandma.

He Yuzhu rushed to the backyard in a rage. Now he understood.

No wonder Xu Damao didn’t come back for two nights. She must have gone out to book a room for the night without telling him.

Using the money earned from selling his body to book a night out is simply unscrupulous. "Xu Damao, get out of here!"

After breaking into Xu Damao's home, He Yuzhu directly dragged Xu Damao to the yard.

Because he caught a cold yesterday, Xu Damao took a day off. His parents went to work. "Shazhu, you are crazy!"

Xu Damao looked unhappy. He was suffering from a cold and was pulled out of bed. No one could stand it.

Snapped--

He Yuzhu didn't say anything and slapped Xu Damao so hard that he sat on the ground.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, tell me, did you sell me out?" He Yuzhu's voice was very loud, fortunately there was no one in the yard.

"This... No, no, no, absolutely not!" "Bullshit, I'll beat you to death!!!"

Bang, bang, bang…

Bang bang bang….

bang bang bang....

He Yuzhu punched and kicked Xu Damao, making him scream. "Silly Zhu, I was wrong, I was wrong, stop hitting me." "You sold me out, and you still use the money I earned from selling my body to have sex with me." "I didn't have a night out."

"Where have you been these past two days without B Ye?"

"I really didn't have any money. Here's the money. Seven dollars, not a penny less. Take a look."

Xu Damao took out the money, and He Yuzhu stopped. "Give me the money!" "Don't worry!"

Xu Damao rubbed his chest and said, "Shazhu, I really didn't intend to cheat you. Let's keep the seven yuan to go to the Eight Great Hutongs. Then, I'll pay two more yuan and make it nine yuan, which is enough for the two of us to go three times."

"You still lied to me, do you still want to sell me out?"

"You are stupid. This can only happen once. How can you sell it a second time?" "That's better. We will look for Xiao Cui tonight."

"I can't today. I have a cold. I will take you there tomorrow when I get better." "It's a deal!"

He Yuzhu left with satisfaction, and his heart was burning with joy when he thought of Xiao Cui.

That day, Yang Muzi came back and did not go to the Bada Hutong at night. When he saw Xu Damao and He Yuzhu whispering to each other, he knew that the two of them must have reached some kind of agreement.

really.

On the third night, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao sneaked out again.

Yang Muzi invited Xu's father and He Daqing to his home.

"Brother Yang, what do you want to talk to us about?" He Daqing asked curiously. Yang Muzi: "I want you to go somewhere with me." He Daqing nodded: "Okay." Father Xu frowned: "I won't go. What are you doing out in the middle of the night?"

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "Old Xu, do you want to know how your son was tied to the electric pole? If you want to know, come with me."

"Okay, I'll go with you!" "Take it!"

The three of them left the courtyard, and Yang Muzi called two tricycles and took He Daqing and Xu's father to the Bada Hutong.