Siheyuan: Don't mess with me

A slap knocked Jia Zhang to the ground, and Zhou Cong felt a little regretful.

This old lady's face is too fat. When I slap her, I can feel her fat face tremble.

Not to mention how good it feels.

It is much more comfortable than smoking Silly Pillar and Widow Qin.

"Oh, I don't live anymore! You are not human, you are beating an old man!"

After being slapped to the ground, Jia Zhang slapped her legs and screamed at the top of her lungs.

"Dongxu, you have a soul in heaven, come back and see us quickly! Some people don't like us orphans and widowed mothers, and they want to bully us to death!"

While crying, she also called for her son who had died early.

"Jia Dongxu! That damn ghost! Ridiculous!"

Listening to Jia Zhang's cry, Zhou Cong sneered disdainfully, "Don't say he's dead, even if you call him over, I dare to take him in!"

"Xiao Zhou, what are you talking about? Jia Dongxu died of a work-related injury for the sake of the factory and the country!"

Silly Zhu finally caught Zhou Cong's words and accused him sternly.

"Yes, he died for the factory, so you plan to take care of his wife under your bed, right?"

Zhou Cong cursed back.

"You...you are so slanderous!"

Si Zhu was told what he was thinking. He took a few steps forward angrily and accused loudly.

"Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone on the road!"

Zhou Cong smiled, and when he was thinking of scolding him a few more words, he saw the half pot of Huanglong soup in his hand.

I couldn't help but feel something in my heart, and I picked it up gently with my fingers.

"Bang!"

Silly Zhu felt as if his hand had been hit by something.

He raised his hand involuntarily.

The remaining half of the pot of Huanglong soup was poured onto Mrs. Jia Zhang.

"Silly Zhu, what are you doing! Even if Mrs. Jia disagrees with you and Widow Qin, you can't retaliate against her like this!"

Seeing this scene, Zhou Cong shouted again.

"Silly Zhu, I will fight with you!"

Half a pot of Huanglong soup was poured all over Jia Zhang's head and face, making it dry and smelly.

Jia Zhang was so disgusted that she vomited. She didn't care about scolding Zhou Cong, got up and went after Silly Zhu.

Silhu was so frightened that he ran away, "I'll pay for it, why don't I pay for it?"

While running, he kept begging for mercy!

"Pay compensation, twenty!"

As soon as she heard that there was money to be compensated, Mrs. Jia Zhang felt that the smell of Huanglong Tang on her body was not unacceptable, and she stretched out her fat hand.

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

After holding it back, he took out 20 yuan and gave it to Jia and Zhang as compensation. Silly Zhu kept cursing in his heart.

At the same time, he looked at Zhou Cong fiercely.

In his opinion, without Zhou Cong, how could he have ended up in this situation.

Lou Xiaomo has a good heart after all!

At this time, I had already gone home to get soybean oil, and drank it to Xiaodang and Xiaohuaihua to induce vomiting.

Then, under the leadership of the first uncle, Qin Huairu sent three more children to the hospital.

Although the stick stems smell so bad that they make doctors and nurses roll their eyes in disgust.

But in the spirit of a doctor’s parent-like attitude, they still washed their stomachs.

Doctors are indeed like parents!

However, the medical expenses paid were not less than a penny, totaling four and a half yuan.

Upon hearing so much money, Qin Huairu almost fainted and could only look at the uncle pitifully.

"Zhou Cong did this! I'll ask him for money when I get back!"

The uncle was very generous to Qin Huairu. Not only did he happily take out the money, but he also patted his chest and offered her a guarantee.

[Ding! The mission of punishing the white-eyed wolf and the dog-licking fool of the Qin family is completed, and the reward is a gramophone, ten films, and one hundred cash!]

At this time, Zhou Cong had no intention of paying attention to the mess between the first man and Widow Qin. He was working hard with the steamed bun in the bowl at home.

If this meal were kept in future generations, even dogs would not eat it.

But now, he has to eat it. Fortunately, there are oily mustard lumps brought by He Yu yesterday, so he can barely swallow it.

The only good thing is that he just received another prompt from the system, which made him a little happy.

"I'm holding a steamed bun in my hand, and there's not a drop of oil in the dish. Life in the courtyard is so painful, I'm getting tired of it one step at a time..."

After finally finishing the meal, Zhou Cong couldn't help but think of the divine song from back then and couldn't help but start humming.

"Bah bang bang!"

Just when I was singing and feeling moved, there was a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, it turned out to be the elder Yi Zhonghai standing there.

"Xiao Zhou, you are in a good mood!"

After entering the door, Yi Zhonghai sneered and sat on the only stool in the house without Zhou Cong's permission, "But Qin Huairu's family is in trouble. You said the three children are so young, how can you bear it?

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I've taken care of everything for you. The total medical expenses are four and a half yuan, so take the money! Don't wait for me to hold a hospital-wide meeting to ask for it from you!"

After saying that, he extended his hand.

"Master, what you said is wrong. How can I bear it when three children are so young? You mean that I gave them medicine.

I kept the sausage with poisoned rats, the door was locked, and the windows were closed!

They stole something, and it's my fault that they co-authored it.

I know your butt is crooked, but you can't always crook it towards Widow Qin!" Zhou Cong said dissatisfied, it seems that this old lamp really needs to be taken care of.

"Why did I lean on Qin Huairu? If you hadn't given the medicine, would Banggeng's three children have been poisoned? Anyway, you have to pay for this, or I will sue the government!"

The first uncle, Yi Zhonghai, was so angry that his face turned blue and he said angrily.

"First uncle, according to your wishes, murderers have to find knife sellers. If you can't poop, it's because the earth is not attractive! Also, if you can't give birth to a child, it's because the second uncle, Liu Haizhong, doesn't work hard.

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Zhou Cong was so angry that he laughed out loud.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar, grabbed him too, and pushed him out directly, "Old man Yi, you definitely don't have the money!

Hold a meeting, or report to the office, it's up to you.

I see that you are old, so I will call you "Grandpa" only if I recognize you. If you don't recognize you, you are just an old bastard. Get out of here, or I will really kill you!"

After saying that, Zhou Cong directly closed the door with a bang.

"Zhou Cong, your grandson..."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his face turned green. He could not maintain his sanctimony and cursed loudly.

"Old Deng, you're going crazy thinking about your grandson! You're an old poor man, and you won't have any grandsons in this life! You'd better not be angry, lest no one burns paper for you after you're so angry!"

Creaking, the door was opened again, Zhou Cong's head stuck out again, and he made another sarcastic comment.

Then, the door was closed again with a bang.

Because it was Sunday, Zhou Cong had a rare sleep.

By the time I got up, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning.

There was nothing to eat at home, so he had to go to the streets to find food. Fortunately, he still had some food stamps and meat stamps, so he bought four meat buns.

When I was about to walk home, I saw a group of people banging pots and gongs in the street.

The loud sound made the sparrows on the tree fly around.