Siheyuan starts from the death of Shazhu

Yan Fugui's head is as big as a bucket.

This is another lesson Jia Zhang taught him.

"Yan Fugui, what's wrong with you lending me a few hundred yuan? You have money, why don't you lend me money?"

"Can you lend me a few hundred dollars so that my old lady can keep our Jia family's old house?"

Listen.

Is this what a human said?

I have a few hundred dollars.

Wouldn't it be better if I bought your Jia family's house?

Don't say you have no money.

Even if you have money, you can't borrow it.

Judging from the repayment method that Jia Zhang just gave for his descendants and descendants, he knew that if the money was lent out, it would definitely be like a meat bun beating a dog and never getting it back.

Bangge is farming in the Northeast and cannot come back.

Xiaodang went to the northwest to herd sheep and didn't want to come back at all.

Huaihua is fifteen or sixteen years old and has nothing to hope for.

Jia Zhangshi has been cooking delicious food for a lifetime.

Qin Huairu was able to work, but because of her mistakes, she was demoted to the lowest position, with a monthly salary of sixteen and a half yuan, which was barely enough to feed Jia's family.

What to give in return?

Just talk nonsense!

Yan Fugui looked at Jia Zhang with a troubled expression.

I have the same experience as Jia Zhang.

He couldn't afford to lose this person.

The forced thoughts were extinguished.

I can't afford to offend him, I can afford to hide from him.

Just about to leave.

Suddenly I felt my thighs feel heavy.

Look carefully again.

I secretly cried out in my heart.

He was actually hugged by Jia Zhang's thigh.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, please let me go. You are holding my legs, so many neighbors are watching. What does it look like?" Yan Fugui saw that many people around him were looking at him, and his face was a little confused, so he urged

Jia Zhang said, "Stop looking and let go."

"I won't let go, unless you lend me a few hundred yuan, otherwise I will just hold your thigh like this. My old wife's house is gone, what else do I have to worry about?" Mrs. Jia Zhang was convinced.

In a noble tone, he said shamelessly: "I am not afraid of embarrassment, nor am I afraid of being embarrassed. Over the years, our Jia family has suffered enough humiliation, and we are not afraid of losing it a few more times."

"I have no money. Even if you hold my thigh, I can't make money. Instead of wasting your time here with me, you might as well think of other ways. Maybe other neighbors can lend money to your Jia family."

, our family is similar to your Jia family."

"If you don't have money, lend me your house. I have a house for you. If you agree to lend me a house, I will let you go."

"Aren't you being a rogue? We only have one house in our house and we will lend it to your Jia family. Where will we live?"

"Who said that my old lady is acting rogue? You are the steward of the courtyard, and I am a resident of the courtyard. When I encounter a problem, you, the steward, have to solve it for me. You lend the house to our Jia family, and you can find someone to borrow it from.

It’s money to buy a house. You are the third uncle in charge and you have more respect than an old woman like me. If you open your mouth, people will definitely borrow it.”

For the first time, Yan Fugui felt that his title, the only remaining steward, was so hot and became the reason for Jia Zhang's blackmail.

He tried to use all his strength to free his legs from Jia Zhang's hands.

As a famous obese person in the courtyard.

Jia Zhang’s strength.

It's really not that big.

It just so happened that Yan Fugui was a primary school teacher.

The two sides were not opponents of the same level at all. After struggling for a few times, seeing that he could not pull his thigh out of Jia Zhang's hands, Yan Fugui gave up the idea of ​​breaking free. Finally, he felt that he was being beaten by Jia Zhang's hands.

Holding my thighs like this was a bit unreasonable, so I hurriedly squatted down.

Looking from a distance.

It's like Yan Fugui and Jia Zhang got married in the church.

The surrounding neighbors.

He immediately started laughing and joking.

"Third uncle, when did you marry a second wife?"

"How many tables have to be set up anyway?"

"It's not easy for an old tree to bloom."

"Third uncle, Aunt Jia, please follow my instructions. First bow to heaven and earth, second to high hall, and husband and wife to bow to each other before entering the bridal chamber."

"Two tiger eggs, three confusions, four leprous, five pockmarks, and six dogs, why are you making trouble? Why don't you help me put Aunt Jia aside quickly?"

"Third uncle, we don't dare to provoke Aunt Jia."

None of them are stupid.

Jia Zhang's attitude of breaking the jar.

They all saw it in their eyes.

A dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

It is better for Jia and Zhang to cause trouble for Yan Fugui than for people like them.

Jia Zhang's character is such a mangy one that it would be bad for anyone to fall in love with it.

Everyone gathered around to watch the excitement, some squatting, some standing, and some even took out the melon seeds from their pockets.

A proper large-scale melon-eating scene.

At this point.

Silly Zhu appears pushing his bicycle.

Thinking that he had seen it wrong, he froze on the spot and blinked his eyes worriedly. He looked again and saw that it was really the rhythm of Yan Fugui and Jia Zhang who were half-kneeling on the ground.

My heart is happy.

He said something nonsense without closing the door.

"Third uncle, when did you divorce the third aunt? Although this so-called dusk love is now advocated, it seems that you and Aunt Jia are a bit inappropriate. By the way, in your case, Jiefang, Jie Kuang, Jie Kuang and them

You know? My wife, my wife, my old companion, can't do such stupid things."

Outsiders laugh at you.

Yan Fugui can still accept it.

Silly Zhu teased.

Yan Fugui was really depressed. He pulled a sad face, looked at Silly Zhu, and said in the tone that he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes: "Silly Zhu, it's this time, and you are also teasing the third uncle. What kind of attitude does the third uncle have?

A person who loves another?”

"Then what are you doing?"

"It's not the Jia family's house that's causing the trouble. Jia and Zhang went to the street this morning and asked if there was a rental policy. They said they didn't have any extra houses for rent, or they could find a way to turn the house into their own. Jia Zhang

You also know the situation of my family. I have no money at all. I don’t know what happened. They targeted me. They asked me to borrow money first. It cost a few hundred yuan. You also know the situation of the third uncle’s family. How can I have so much money?

For money, Mrs. Jia Zhang asked me to borrow a house and asked me to find someone to borrow money to buy a house. I didn’t agree, so Mrs. Jia Zhang hugged my leg.”

"Third uncle, you can continue to waste time with her. I have no idea about this matter."

Silly Zhu is pushing the bicycle.

Walked towards Yan Fugui.

Seeing Si Zhu being so decisive.

Yan Fugui was really anxious.

The moment Silly Zhu appeared just now, he regarded Silly Zhu as his support to solve his problems.

As a result, Silly Zhu said, "I can't help you."

How can this be done?

"Silly Zhu, you have to help the third uncle."

"Third uncle, how can I help you? I can't lend money to Jia Zhang for you, right?"

It was just a careless remark made in a hurry.

But he didn't expect Jia Zhang to take it as true.

He turned to Silly Zhu and said: "Silly Zhu, you lend money to my old lady to buy a house, and Yan Fugui will pay it back for me."

Yan Fugui's head was buzzing.

I will repay your debt to Jia Zhang.

Who am I?

asshole.