Siheyuan: I'm Shazhu's Neighbor

The walk back took a bit long.

When he returned to the courtyard, he could see Shazhu lazily basking in the sun, his eyes quietly staring at Qin Huairu's graceful figure.

Daydreams?

I don’t know if he is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid. He always looks like he is infatuated and doesn’t know who he is showing it to. King Xiang is intentional but ruthless!

If you have the time, you might as well find another job.

"Stop for me."

Xu Dongqing looked at the chaos in the courtyard. Qin Huairu was holding a feather duster in her hand, and the yard was full of people grabbing sticks. There was also a handful of candies in the sticks' hands. She was so happy to eat.

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Maybe you’re tired!

Qin Huairu tiredly grabbed the crooked-necked tree in the courtyard.

"How many times have I told you to study hard and don't do sneaky things? Why don't you listen?"

My voice is choked up!

Silly Zhu walked to Qin Huairu.

"Sister Qin, Banggeng is still young and ignorant, so why should he be as knowledgeable as a child? It's not worth getting angry and angry if you do it." He said with affection, looking a little disgusting.

Bangge's habit of stealing from his childhood was not caused by Silly Zhu's self-righteousness. With the door wide open, Bangge moved all the good things he could see from his room to his own home.

"Silly Zhu, you have something to do with me everywhere. I am educating my children to steal needles when they are young and steal money when they are old. If I let the stick continue like this, then it will be okay."

Qin Huairu was furious.

Mrs. Zhang next to her looked at her precious grandson, Bangge, with a distressed look on her face.

"Qin Huairu, if you want to hit me, hit me. Why are you venting your anger on my grandson? Isn't he just a bit of scrap metal? It's worth your anger." Mrs. Zhang hugged Banggeng's face and observed with a distressed look on her face.

Awesome body.

Did it hurt from being beaten?

"Mom, can you be reasonable? This time he stole the scrap metal from the third uncle's house and sold it. Seeing that he was in the same yard, I don't have to worry about it. I didn't say that he would be caught. What if there is a next time? What if he does it next time?

When you steal the scrap iron from the steel mill and sell the bearings, who can protect him, is it you?"

Qin Huairu felt a little headache looking at the unreasonable Zhang!

Bangge has been spoiled since childhood.

The old Qian woman didn’t know what to do for a moment?

But I can’t bear to leave my grandson.

"Isn't it just a bit of scrap metal? It's true, Mr. Third, that it's just such a trivial matter. Why don't you tell you? I'll go find Mr. Third and argue with him." Silly Zhu looked indignant.

I don’t think this is aiding the evil at all!

Xu Dongqing sighed.

Go past them and go directly back to your house.

Outside, it’s extremely lively.

Yan Bugui is a very calculating person. Seeing his money slip away from his hands, he naturally cannot give up. In addition, Silly Zhu directly adds fuel to the fire.

Not to mention how disgusting it is.

"Silly Zhu, you think this is your home, and you can do whatever you want. My few kilograms of scrap metal can be sold for a lot of money?" Yan Bugui said reluctantly.

"Isn't it just a bit of scrap metal? Third uncle, how can such a trivial matter cause such a big fuss?"

Silly Zhu stared at Yan Bugui nonchalantly.

Bah!

Yan Bugui spat on Silhu's shoes.

"Banggen, you are used to stealing needles when you are young and stealing gold when you are big. Don't think I don't know. Banggen has been secretly stealing some scrap iron from the steel rolling mill and selling it."

Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat.

"Third uncle, you can't talk nonsense. Aren't you doing us a disservice?"

Qin Huairu walked anxiously to Yan Bugui and accused him.

Some words are not meant to be said casually. If a child as young as Bangge is known to be sneaking around, how will the outside world view him?

"Ask Silly Zhu, you really think that the third uncle is blind. I don't know how many times I have seen Mr. Wang from the car shop at the entrance of the alley." Yan Bugui snorted coldly.

For a moment, Sha Zhu hesitated. After all, this was not a glorious thing. Some things were just clues from the scrap metal that Sha Zhu was looking for.

Qin Huairu naturally knew it well.

She didn't have any extra money, so she let Banggeng squander it. She originally thought that the old lady felt sorry for her grandson and often gave him some pocket money. In addition, Banggeng collected some waste cardboard outside and sold it to buy Bangbang.

Eat sweets, now it seems that everything is just her imagination.

How could the old godly woman be willing to take out her own coffin?

"Third uncle, this time it's my Banggeng who is at fault." Qin Huairu grabbed Banggeng's ears.

"How much did you sell it for?"

"Two cents."

Bangge looked at Qin Huairu cowardly, then turned around with a look of hatred on his face, staring at Yan Bugui in front of him.

"Mind your own business."

"Little bastard, what are you talking about? That's scrap metal that I picked up on the roadside, Third Uncle. If I were to sell it, I wouldn't be able to sell it for fifty cents."

Yan Bugui is a little heartbroken.

"What a waste of natural resources."

The vivid performance is definitely the essence of the old artist!

Qin Huairu helplessly took out thirty cents from her trouser pocket.

"Third uncle, the child was sold for 20 cents, so I will give you an extra 10 cents. After all, you can't say how much it is. Just pretend that this incident never happened. What do you think?" Qin Huairu handed over 30 cents.

Put it in Yan Bugui's trouser pocket.

Holding the stick in hand, he walked towards the house.

Silly Zhu stopped in place blankly.

Originally, this matter could have been settled like this, but because of Silly Zhu's insistence, Yan Bugui revealed his trump card and happily took out thirty cents from his pocket.

"It's enough for another Wowotou meal. You can go to the countryside to buy some whole grains."

Silly Zhu stared blankly at the departing figure.

Just now.

Qin Huairu didn't even look at him, not to mention how frustrated she was in her eyes.

Silly Zhu doesn’t know what to do?

Zhang even said unceremoniously: "Some people just don't have the ability, and they still like to wear green onions in pig noses. They really think they are elephants."

Silly Zhu returned to his house with a pale face, because just now, Qin Huairu reluctantly took money out of his pocket to calm down the third uncle's anger, which really made him a little embarrassed.

How should I explain to Qin Huairu in the future?

Bang bang~

A tearing cry came from Jia's house.

The old woman looked even more distressed after eating a meal of fried pork with bamboo sticks.

"Qin Huairu, please stop hitting me. If you hit me again, the stick will be broken."

Silly Zhu hurriedly walked to the door of Jia's house and wanted to push the door open.

Unfortunately, it's locked inside.

Stand by the window.

"Sister Qin, the stick is still young, so please stop beating the child." Silly Zhu knocked on the glass.

Qin Huairu glanced at Shazhu.

The feather duster on my hand did not drop at all, and it was almost bald. The sound of the stick ripping apart gradually became fainter.

Low!

The old Qian woman stared at Silly Zhu’s back with an angry expression.

"Si Zhu, please stop making trouble and get out of here. What does my family's affairs have to do with you?" The old Qian woman took a broom and was about to beat Si Zhu away who was watching the fun.

"Old lady, why can't you tell the difference between good and bad?" Silly Zhu said dissatisfied.

I didn’t dare to get rough with the old godly woman, so I could only run away from the whole yard.

Jia Dongxu saw it and felt pain in his heart.

"Qin Huairu, please stop. Do you want to beat Banggan to death? Isn't it just a bit of scrap metal? If you pay compensation, it will be over." Jia Dongxu supported his body and leaned against the wall.

He accused with red eyes.