Siheyuan: the beginning reveals Qinhuai Ru's true face

Although Yi Zhonghai was hit hard just now, according to common sense, someone else would probably have gotten into a fight.

As the most virtuous and respected person in this compound, he did not choose to do this. Instead, he adhered to the moral bottom line and walked straight through.

Jia Bangge received a call from his elder sister Jia Dang today. He was extremely unhappy. He drank to relieve his sorrows and was full of anger. In addition, the business of the movie theater contracted was not good, and all kinds of life were unsatisfactory. He had nowhere to vent his energy.

This time, no matter who bumped into him, he didn't intend to let it go easily. He glared, pointed at the gap and cursed.

"It's you old man again. You don't do much in the courtyard, you always make trouble. You also like to pretend to be cool and the boss, right? You show off your ability everywhere even if you don't have anything to do!

I have always disliked old men like you since I was a child. Don’t think you don’t know that you always want to hit my mother. If Silly Zhu hadn’t been here back then, you would have beaten my mother earlier in the middle of the night. What an old beast!”

Jia Banggan blurted out the words he had been holding in his heart for many years under the influence of alcohol. He had already lost his mind and wished he could piss the old man in front of him to death on the spot.

You can say whatever you want to relieve your anger, just for the sake of being a punching bag.

He has obviously lost his mind. You have to know that he has eaten a lot of food stamps from Yi Zhonghai since he was a child, fine grains... Wait, the nickname "Siheyuan White-Eyed Wolf" is not for nothing, this wave of merciless

The benefactor scolded me bloody.

Yi Zhonghai took a few steps forward and stopped, his body slowly shaking, his fists clenched so hard that they crackled loudly, his brows furrowed, his face full of anger, he gritted his teeth and replied.

"You bastard, I shouldn't have given you so much food in the first place. It's more like starving to death. It has no value at all. When you grow up, you should be grateful to your mother.

Treat it as a favor today, I won’t argue with you, wash your face quickly, and don’t spit out ivory from a dog’s mouth.”

Cough! I didn’t rush to spit on the ground to vent my dissatisfaction. If it weren’t for Qin Huairu’s favor of making clothes today, I’m afraid it would be Jia Banggan who fell to the ground.

Although he is an old man in his seventies and is an eighth-level fitter, he is no joke. With his strong hands and ten fingers, he can easily break steel and concrete pillars, and even if he pinches them, the bones will not break and even the skin will fall off.

Bang! He closed the door hard and walked into the house, leaving Jia Banggan with a confused face. He seemed to be frightened by these words, like a cold water rushing towards him, standing there shaking all over.

The alcohol gradually faded away, and I leaned back. There was no need to get anything out of it. I thought that I was a child who had been called a broken shoe since I was a child.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" He shouted to the sky, his anger and body venting together, as if the whole body's internal organs were trembling. The slightly obvious features all over his body were indicating that he was developing in the worst direction.

The shouts echoed in the air of the courtyard for a long time. Growing up in a deformed single-parent family, it seemed that it was not possible to get more comfort, but it was tempering its will in the constant disappearance.

The sudden shouting was bound to attract the attention of the neighbors in the compound, who came out one after another to watch, with doubts on their faces. All they could think of was the long-lost feeling in their hearts, which only made them become humbler.

Faced with Jia Banggan's roar, no one dared to speak out, and could only stay away in twos and threes. The expression on each person's face was enough to explain what was in their mind.

"He is simply a lunatic. I didn't expect that Jia Xudong and Qin Huairu would give birth to a crazy fool, even more stupid than Sha Zhu."

"Fortunately, no one was hurt. It's best for people like this to move out of the compound quickly to avoid harming others and themselves in the future. There will only be big things that will never be seen clearly."

"It's really scary. If I hadn't seen it more clearly, I would have thought that stupid dog was barking. This thing is simply rubbish."

"I see, he must be a piece of garbage born from broken shoes. The widow Qin Huairu is not a good person. How can she give birth to a good person?"

...The inner thoughts revealed by the expressions on everyone's faces seem to be all kinds of extravagant hopes that are difficult to let go. They look down from the bottom of their hearts on Jia Banggan, who has not done anything for the compound in these years.

What a good life.

On the other hand, I have done a lot of sneaky things since I was a child, and I always get into fights and make trouble, which is a headache for everyone.

Even now, everyone can kill him. At first, there was a fool in the compound who could suppress Jia Banggen. Since he moved here, he seems to be invincible and daring. Qin Huairu even indulges his son's misbehavior and becomes

Cancer in the compound.

"Look at me, you all have to get out! I'm in a bad mood today, be careful, I'll punch you to death..." Looking around, I found that the passing neighbors looked strange, as if they were discriminating against others, which made me laugh.

People are panicking.

Jia Banggan's anger can only be used as an excuse to vent his anger, and his image becomes even worse in everyone's mind.

Normally, even if he is a well-known movie theater contractor, no one takes him seriously at all. No matter how loud he shouts, it will not help. Speaking up will only show his worse side.

As soon as he finished speaking, the neighbors who had been displeased with him in the first place dispersed in a rush, leaving only contempt in their eyes, and there was no worse person to be found.

Just now Jia Banggan insulted the neighbors and quickly called the person in charge of the compound: Liu Lan. He slowed down and arrived late just to avoid the limelight.

She pretended to walk by with a small book in her hand and her tone was very frivolous.

"Hey! Look, isn't this the owner of the cinema? Why are you so free today? Isn't it busy as the sun sets?

The key is to lose such a big temper, which is puzzling. Let me make it clear in advance that I have not offended you, so don't throw dirty water on me." He said it with some words, just to show his identity as an administrator.

"Yes! What a big deal you are, Mr. Wang. You have the final say. I am here today to give you living expenses. As a son, I am responsible to the end," he said while sniffing around, as if he smelled something.

He Daqing suddenly felt that something was wrong. He grabbed the money with one hand and stuffed it into the drawer. He stretched out his hand and hurriedly hit it, bang bang bang... After a few times, his face turned red. It was not that he actually hit his son, but he just didn't want to give him the money.

Drag into the mire.

To know that the status of rustling in his heart that cannot be changed must be that of Silly Zhu. Besides, he did not have a stroke at all. It was obvious that he and Qin Huairu caused a "whistle and hornet" that almost killed him. This wave has to be

Liu Lan was sent to the hospital in time to prevent anything from happening.

"Let's go, let's go quickly. I have something else to do anytime and anywhere. The restaurant is very busy. It's not a good place to stay here for a long time. Go back..." Just like that, Silly Zhu exited the house anytime and anywhere and took out his money.

When I saw it, I was instantly elated.

Good guy, at least a thousand yuan is enough for living expenses. In the late 1980s, this amount of money was enough for an old man to eat well and drink well. It was also enough to find a young model to watch TV and chat about life.

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There was no other way. As an old pervert with a tendency to glance at each other, he had no good pastime except eating, drinking and having sex. Before his son had gone far, he was counting money in the house, enjoying himself stupidly.

Money was scattered all over the bed, and people were lying on it rolling around.

Silly Zhu was pushed out of the house, his face was full of confusion about what was right and wrong, and he was completely confused. He originally thought he would be bedridden, but unexpectedly he was jumping up and down, and he was relieved after the accident.

"I'll go! Is this called a stroke? Silly and stupidly, you are happier than winning the lottery, and you are more energetic than me. Unfortunately, you were woken up early in the morning and you were so scared that you came here without even having breakfast."