I messed up the Siheyuan

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

There was a violent knock on the door, which startled Wang Ping who was having dinner.

"Who?"

"Me!" The response from outside the door was very rude, which made Wang Ping frown slightly.

"who are you?"

"I'm your brother Jie Cheng... Stop talking nonsense and open the door for me." The tone of the person outside the door became even more aggressive.

Wang Ping sneered, put down the dishes in his hands, walked over and opened the door.

Yan Jiecheng, who was standing outside the door, was covered in dust and looked like he had just returned from work outside.

However, he was very imposing, with a reckless look, and looked at Wang Ping coldly.

"Brother Jie Cheng, what's up?"

"Something's going on!" Yan Jiecheng nodded solemnly, "Come on, let's go into your room and talk!"

Seeing his arrogant look, Wang Ping smiled mockingly, but did not move away and continued to block the door.

"Don't go in. If there's anything... let's talk about it here!"

"What's the matter, Pingzi...Brother came to your place, but you won't even let me into the house?" Yan Jiecheng raised his eyebrows and glared at Wang Ping fiercely.

Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, but soon came to his senses.

Is Yan Jiecheng trying to be naughty with me?

This is so funny!

We all live in the same compound, so who doesn’t know who?

From childhood to adulthood, the number of times Yan Jiecheng fought definitely did not exceed ten times.

This is not to say that Yan Jiecheng is a good boy who does not go out to cause trouble or bring trouble to his family.

But this guy is a coward and a complete wimp.

Another thing is that his own physical conditions do not allow it, and he often goes out to cause trouble and fight.

Yan Fugui’s calculations were too cruel!

Their family's meals basically consist of steamed corn bread, pickles, or a bowl of cornmeal porridge.

Not to mention meat, even vegetarian dishes are not easy to find.

Moreover, even if it is pickles, we have to share one each.

Although doing this can be absolutely equal and fair to family members, wanting to eat more... hehe... that is absolutely impossible.

This also resulted in several children in their family growing up thin and small due to malnutrition.

Take Yan Jiecheng for example, his height is about 1.65 meters.

He is more than a head shorter than Wang Ping.

......

Although Yan Jiecheng is a cowardly person, he likes to bully the weak.

When Wang Ping was young, he was often bullied by him.

Of course, the most Yan Jiecheng could do was verbal intimidation.

If you ask him to do it, he really wouldn't dare to do it.

After all, at that time, Wang Ping's father, Wang Dayong, was still alive.

Wang Dayong has only one son, Wang Ping.

If he knew that his son was beaten by Yan Jiecheng, he would definitely beat Yan Jiecheng severely!

In the past few years, Yan Jiecheng has been busy doing odd jobs outside and always returns early every day.

Although the Wang family and the Yan family live across from each other, they don't have many opportunities to meet each other.

Even if they met, Yan Jiecheng, who was exhausted to death, didn't want to say much to Wang Ping.

At most, just say hello and that's it.

Therefore, in Yan Jiecheng's heart, Wang Ping is still that cowardly child who will obey him as long as he acts ferociously and scares him a little.

As for Wang Ping's taller and stronger figure, he had automatically ignored him at this moment.

Therefore, when Yan Fugui, the primary school teacher, started to use military tactics and wanted to use both soft and hard tactics on Wang Ping, he came over with great momentum and used the hard tactics.

Of course.

After he had gotten over it, Yan Fugui would come over and try to persuade Wang Ping with kind words, hoping that Wang Ping would give in and introduce An Ran to Yan Jiecheng.

......

Seeing that Wang Ping said nothing, Yan Jiecheng showed a hint of pride on his face.

He thought he had fooled Wang Ping.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ping's next sentence directly broke his defense.

"Yan Jiecheng, are you okay?" Wang Ping said calmly, "If you are okay, get out of here!"

"Hey!..." Yan Jiecheng immediately became angry, "How dare you talk to me like that? I'll fucking kill you..."

Before Yan Jiecheng could finish his words, Wang Ping slammed the door shut.

As a result, he had just turned around and taken a few steps when there was another loud bang.

Wang Ping turned around in shock and found that half of his door had been kicked in.

Under his gaze, Yan Jiecheng kicked it again, smashing the other half into pieces.

This door has been used for many years and is actually rotten.

When Wang Ping's father, Wang Dayong, was around, he was already arranging for the change.

As a result, before I had time to change, he was gone.

Now, Yan Jiecheng directly reimbursed the money.

......

"Pingzi, you dare to slam my door, right?... I'll let you know today..."

Yan Jiecheng walked in with a square step and a domineering look. Before he could finish his words, his eyes were fixed on the dining table of Wang Ping's house.

There wasn't much on the dinner table.

After cutting a dish into shreds, eat the remaining pickles!

There were two steamed buns, one of which was half bitten.

However, because it contains more white flour, the steamed corn bread has a hint of whiteness in its burnt yellow color, which makes it look very tempting.

Other people’s steamed corn bread is usually burnt yellow.

The last and most eye-catching thing is the peeled, white and tender boiled egg in the bowl.

Yan Jiecheng swallowed his saliva.

But before he could say anything, Wang Ping slapped him in the face with a "slap".

Wang Ping slapped the man quite hard.

Yan Jiecheng's face puffed up instantly.

Yan Jiecheng, whose head was buzzing from being slapped, was kicked by Wang Ping and flew away.

Yan Jiecheng fell flat on his butt outside the door and was completely dizzy.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses.

He was about to say something harsh, but when he met Wang Ping's fierce gaze, he swallowed it back.

He didn't even have the courage to look Wang Ping in the eye.

......

After Yan Jiecheng went out, Yan Fugui and the third aunt stayed at home, leaning against the window and looking out.

When Yan Jiecheng kicked down the door of Wang Ping's house, Yan Fugui clapped his hands fiercely and cursed in annoyance: "Jiecheng! ...You are a prodigal son!

Why did you kick someone's door in pieces?

This...this...don't we have to pay for it?"

Just when he was planning to go to the scrap collection station to buy an old door as compensation to Wang Ping's family, Yan Jiecheng flew out of Wang Ping's house again.

This gave the two of them a big scare.

"Oh my!... This is terrible, someone hit someone!..."

Yan Fugui and the third aunt rushed out of their house crying.

After the two men helped Yan Jiecheng up, they saw that half of his cheek was red and swollen, and they were so angry that their hands were shaking!

Yan Fugui pointed at Wang Ping who was standing at the door of his house and angrily scolded him: "Wang Ping, why do you hit people so casually?"

“Hehe…” Wang Ping sneered, “Yan Fugui, old stingy Yan, are you blind?

Yan Jiefang just kicked our door to pieces, didn’t you see?

I hit him? ...

When I hit him, the punishments were all mild.

I tell you, we are not done with this matter today."

"You! You! You!..."

Wang Ping's impoliteness made Yan Fugui so angry that his face turned red, but he was speechless.

After all, it was indeed his son who went to someone's house and kicked the door in pieces.

The three aunts standing aside are much better than Yan Fugui.

She put one hand on her waist and pointed at Wang Ping with the other, cursing angrily, "Wang Ping, you little bastard, you are too cruel.

Look, you've turned our house into a mess.

Didn’t our Jie Cheng just gently knock on your door twice?

Are you really like this?

If you ask me, it’s because the door of your house is too broken and can’t withstand being touched by others.

You hit someone so cruelly, and you're not done yet?

You are the villain who makes the first move and then turns the tables.

You must pay for the medical expenses of our family."

Wang Ping was helpless against this unreasonable old woman.

However, he did understand one thing.

If you argue with an old woman like Third Aunt, you will lose.

Wang Ping ignored Third Aunt.

He turned to the crowd watching the excitement and said, "Whoever helps me call the police will be given 20 cents."

As he spoke, he took out a dime from his pocket, waved it in his hand, and said, "Give me a dime before you leave, and another dime when you come back."