Siheyuan starts from the death of Shazhu

Chapter 277 You’ll die if you’re playing stick

At first, Mrs. Jia Zhang could remain calm. Even though she saw Qin Huairu showing that she would not give up until she was beaten, she was not very panicked.

Tiger poison does not eat its seeds.

No matter how resentful Qin Huairu is, the stick is just meat that fell from her body.

The blood relationship is there.

She mistakenly thought that Qin Huairu would give vent to her resentment with a few slaps and the matter would be over.

Jia Zhang, who didn't take it seriously, even had the time to count how many feather dusters Qin Huairu had used.

But as Qin Huairu waved the feather duster more and more frequently, Jia Zhang could no longer keep up, and she no longer had the peace of mind.

It was visible to the naked eye that Banggeng's buttocks were swollen, and there was a faint trace of blood oozing from his pants.

Bangge is the backbone of the Jia family.

Keep fighting.

It is very likely that Qin Huairu will be beaten to death.

Jia Zhang was a little panicked.

Qin Huairu was not venting the anger in her heart, she was going to break the roots of the Jia family.

She took a deep breath in her heart. As a mother-in-law, this was the first time for Ms. Jia Zhang to see such a crazy and vicious daughter-in-law.

No more fighting.

Keep fighting like this.

It is very likely that the Jia Zhang family will lose a follow-up incense of the Jia family.

Qin Huairu will also die because of this.

Beat the stick to death, and Qin Huairu will be rewarded with his life.

Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't want to work in a steel rolling mill at her age and earn money to support two losers, especially one of the losers had nothing to do with the Jia family.

Stand upright.

Waving hands.

He grabbed Qin Huairu's arm.

"Huairu, you can't hit him any more. Look at Banggeng, his butt has been bruised by you. You are his mother. If the spanking is broken, you still have to take care of him."

"I broke him and took care of him all his life. I would rather he be paralyzed at home than go out and steal things and be caught and beaten to death."

Eyes widened.

He didn't take Jia and Zhang seriously at all.

"Get out of my way? Don't affect my education of my son."

"Even if you educate him, you can't educate him like this. Look at Banggeng, he's like this." Jia Zhang pointed to Banggeng who had blood on his butt, "I guarantee Banggeng won't steal anything anymore."

"What guarantee do you have? How can you guarantee it?"

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhang.

Word after word, he spoke words that pierced Jia Zhang's heart.

"A thief steals a needle, a big thief steals gold. As my mother-in-law, there is no way you don't know this. How do you educate a boss? You tell him that our Jia family is poor and the neighbors have something at home. Let's go and get it."

We create opportunities for the neighbors to do good deeds. Banggeng stole cabbage from his employer’s house and sweet potatoes from Shunxi’s house just because he listened to you. Not only did you not educate them, but you also said that Banggeng did the right thing because of you.

Is this how you become a grandma?"

Qin Huairu's eyes flashed with exasperation and raised eyebrows.

She saw a hint of panic in Jia Zhang's eyes.

Think about it for a little while.

I know where Jia Zhang's panic comes from.

It was Qin Huairu's behavior of not caring about beating Bang Gang just now that scared Jia Zhang.

Even though you are an old guy, you are also a bully and shy of the strong.

Qin Huairu suddenly wanted to cry.

Think back.

Since she listened to Yi Zhonghai's lies and married into a courtyard house, she has worked for the Jia family for 365 days a year.

Very cold day.

Wash the Jia family's clothes in the courtyard.

One hand was red with cold.

Even so.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu didn't appreciate Qin Huairu's efforts at all. Especially after Jia Dongxu's death, Jia Zhang became even more serious. If they had known she was bullying them, why would they be so unlucky now?

"Let's not talk about other courtyards, let's talk about our courtyard. How do other people's grandmothers educate their grandchildren? Let's look at your Jia Zhang family, how do you educate Bangge and Xiaodang?"

Jia Zhang was speechless.

I don't know how to respond to Qin Huairu's question.

It's hard to say.

She also knew she was wrong.

Unfortunately, the deal is already done, the stick has been taken astray by her, and she wants to correct it, but it's too late.

At that time, Jia Zhang always thought that Bangge was a descendant of Yi Zhonghai, and out of revenge for Yi Zhonghai, she deliberately taught Bangge to steal things.

The purpose was to show Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu what kind of character their sneaky son was.

As time goes by.

The stick stalk gradually grows up.

His face looks more and more like Jia Dongxu.

Only then did Jia and Zhang realize that they had made an mistake. They had taught their eldest grandson Banggeng badly. In order to compensate Banggeng, he doted on Banggeng in every way. Who in the courtyard could teach Banggeng a few words? Jia Zhang

As soon as he got there, he started to act up and make a fuss.

"You keep calling Xiaodang a loser. I know you favor boys over girls. You always think that Xiaodang belongs to someone else's family, but Banggeng is the root of your Jia family. How did you teach Banggeng? You told him personally.

He went to the neighbor's house to steal things, and he told me how to hide before stealing, and that he would not admit it if he was caught, and his ability to pick locks, don't tell me that you, a grandma, didn't teach him."

Jia Zhang was stunned.

The art of unlocking.

She really wasn't the one who taught BangGeng.

Banggeng should have realized this on his own.

"Teaching people how to steal things and how to pick and unlock doors. This is your way of education as a grandma? You don't educate me, I educate you. You're not happy anymore. What right do you have to be unhappy?"

A wave of hand.

Feather duster in hand.

It landed on Bangge's butt again.

BangGeng, whose voice was already hoarse from crying, howled subconsciously when severe pain shot through his buttocks.

"pain."

"Bangge, let me ask you, are you wrong?"

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, Mom, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

"Banggen, don't be afraid to steal. Mom encourages you to continue stealing. Next time we won't steal in the hospital. You can go to the steel rolling mill, the finance department, the warehouse and other places. It doesn't matter. Mom won't stop you from stealing.

"

Jia Zhang felt a creeping feeling of panic.

No matter how stupid she is.

I also know that there are some places that I cannot go to.

The Finance Department, Warehouse, and Materials Department of the steel rolling mill are all top priority areas. Before Jia Dongxu died, Jia Zhang had heard someone say that someone stole a sack of semi-finished aluminum ingots from the material warehouse.

, ended up squatting inside for the rest of his life. If this damn Banggeng listened to Qin Huairu and went to steal things in the steel rolling mill, would Banggeng still have a good ending?

"Banggen, you can't listen to your mother and steal things in the steel rolling mill, or I'll interrupt you." Mrs. Jia Zhang was still a little reluctant to let go of Banggen, and pointed at Xiaodang who was crying next to her, "I'll stop you."

Break your sister Xiaodang’s legs.”

Turn your head.

Looking at Qin Huairu.

"Huai Ru, I know you are angry, but no matter how angry you are, you can't do this. You are Banggeng's mother. How could you let Banggeng go to the steel rolling mill to steal things?"

"Banggeng steals things, isn't this what you taught us? Either we don't do it, or we do it in a big way."

Feather duster in hand.

Throw it on the table.

"Banggen, listen to mom, wait until the injury on your butt heals, and go to the steel rolling mill to get things done."

A wave of his hand.

He grabbed the remaining eleven yuan of Banggeng in his hand, ignored Jia Zhang and Banggeng, and went back to the house to sleep alone.

(End of chapter)