Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

The roads in the countryside are often uneven~

With bumps and bumps along the way, the two people's mood gradually sank to the bottom, when they found the closed courtyard again.

The building has long been deserted.

What was left to them was nothing but ruins.

Nothing is left.

Suddenly, Liu Haizhong's face was as gloomy as the sea, and he angrily vented his dissatisfaction. He threw a brick and broke the door lock of the courtyard.

Go inside and take a look.

My heart feels even more bitter.

Except for the pile of firewood in the corner, there is nothing else.

Suddenly, their hearts were filled with despair!

"Old Yan, where have they all gone?" This is not a small amount of money. Is it possible to just watch a group of liars get away with it?

He still couldn't accept it for a while.

"Who are you? How could you just break someone's lock?" An old man from afar saw something was wrong and rushed over to block the two people at the door.

Staring at the two people indifferently.

"Fellow, where are the people living here?" Yan Bugui quickly changed his face, enthusiastically took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, and lit it for the old man wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket.

The dark face is covered with wind and frost.

Especially those calloused hands, at first glance they look like farm men doing farm work in the fields.

Smile!

The old man took a puff on his cigarette, which was indeed easier to smoke than the dry cigarette he wore on his waistband, but he still looked at the two strangers in front of him with a wary expression.

I have never seen them in the village.

"Where did you come from? How could you just come in and knock on the door?" The old man was looking for a taste.

Liu Haizhong was furious at this time and said in a somewhat harsh tone: "We are workers in the city. We are here to find the owner of this house. Have you seen him?"

The old man was stunned for several seconds.

"Aren't you also the ones who were deceived?" the old man asked.

"Why are there other people?" Yan Bugui looked at him with vigilance at this time. Everyone in the village was well-informed, and basically everyone had something going on.

They will all be revealed in casual chat!

"There have been several groups. You are already late. Those people have already gone somewhere." The old man explained.

This time, Liu Haizhong was sitting in the snow, staring at the sky with ferocious eyes, and these damn things actually ran away.

Then who should he ask to compensate them for their losses?

"You can only admit that you are unlucky, but since you broke the lock, shouldn't you pay for it?" The old man smiled honestly and understood the anger of the two people.

But one code is one code.

"You..."

Liu Haizhong stood up and walked to the old man. He wanted to argue with him, but when he saw the old man take out a hunting bow and arrow from his hand.

I immediately felt a little scared.

"We are also victims. See if we can just let it go."

"No."

The old man looked at the two people warily: "If you don't want to pay compensation, come with me to Murakami's brigade and we can have a good fight."

"Forget it."

Seeing that the second uncle still wanted to continue arguing, Yan Bugui shook his head helplessly. This kind of thing was originally a shady matter, and they also fell into a trap.

After it’s over, it’s inevitable that you may still be complained about, and you’ll have to walk around with nothing to eat.

He took out 50 cents from his pocket, handed it to the old man, and then said: "Just pretend we have never been here. The rest should be bought by the children."

"Easy to say."

Watching the two people leaving.

The old man smiled honestly: "There is something wrong. I was deceived. Why didn't you choose to call the police?"

I can’t figure it out!

"Third uncle, what's going on?" Liu Haizhong couldn't figure it out. After all, they suffered a loss here. If you don't cause trouble for them, why are you still dumb and eating coptis.

Why can’t you express your suffering?

"Stop it, it's illegal for us to do business with tomb robbers. Why do you want to go in and squat for a few days?" Yan Bugui turned around and glanced at Liu Haizhong sitting in the back seat.

Simple mind, well-developed limbs!

.....

Siheyuan!

Xu Dongqing was eating a small hot pot. Looking at the two dejected uncles, he walked around hungry and came back, and he understood in his heart.

This is not found.

"Holly..." Yan Bugui's eyes lit up. It would be great if he could recover some losses. He threw down his bangs and pushed his bicycle outside Xu Dongqing's house.

"Holly, are you at home?"

Only Yan Bugui can do this kind of thing. He has a lot of calculations in his heart. Now he knows it is fake.

Directly focusing on Xu Dongqing.

"Third uncle, are you having dinner? What's the matter?" Xu Dongqing deliberately pretended not to know and asked curiously.

Last night, he found out from Yan Laoliu that the things bought by the third uncle and the second uncle's family were all fakes.

Not a single one really.

At first, I wanted to save trouble and was afraid that the so-called exquisite porcelain would be smashed in a sack, so I just chose something that was not afraid of being bumped.

"This..."

Yan Bugui swallowed his saliva. Every time he came here, he saw this guy eating delicious food, either hot pot, or three dishes and one soup... He was considered a scorpion in the courtyard.

The only one!

"You see, the third uncle has something at home that he can sell to you at a cheap discount. What do you think?" Yan Bugui wiped his trousers, feeling a little nervous.

"Third uncle, Yan Laoliu and I had a meal outside yesterday. If there is more, there is no need for me to say more." Xu Dongqing reminded.

Everyone is a layman.

But Xu Dongqing can’t help you when you deceive people outside, but if you deceive the neighbors in the courtyard, it’s a bit immoral.

"This..."

"Why is this Yan Laoliu so talkative?" Yan Bugui said inwardly.

"Just think of it as helping the third uncle's family. What do you think? The third uncle was also greedy for a while. How did he know that he would be deceived?" Yan Bugui shook his head helplessly.

This is a complete admission of defeat.

Haha~

Xu Dongqing sneered, this Yan Bugui is really interesting. Even though he is a pick-up man, he still helps their family. Isn't this just joking with him again?

"Third uncle, the landlord's family doesn't have any food left." Xu Dongqing quickly refused.

"You..."

Xu Dongqing watched Yan Bugui extend his finger angrily, stood up and walked in front of him.

"But it's not impossible. But what about the price? It needs to be discussed?" Xu Dongqing reminded. If it is sold as scrap metal, maybe it can still be weighed.

"How much did you say?" Yan Bugui regained his confidence. He thought that Xu Dongqing was kind-hearted and wanted to take his plate.

"Follow the standards for waste collection." Xu Dongqing suggested.

"What?"

Yan Bugui was a little unbelievable. The heaviest of these things can weigh several kilograms, but it can't weigh more than five kilograms. If the price of a kilogram of iron is collected as scrap, it only costs thirty cents.

All calculated, it’s no more than twenty yuan.

Shake your head quickly!