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"I said the third master, the third mother, have you scolded enough?"

Liu Haizhong was the first to run out of energy.

Just like that, he opened his voice and said something.

As for the second aunt, she blushed and had a thick neck, and shouted at the old couple Yan Bugui: "You two, who are you scolding?"

The last face, as Liu Haizhong talked to the second aunt, was also torn.

"Whoever breaks our flowerpot, I will scold him!"

Yan Bugui was like a bickering rooster, bouncing up and down.

The third mother, a teammate of Yan Bugui's offensive and defensive alliance, was even more ruthless: "It's really lack of virtue, and I did such an outrageous thing. Our flowerpot is in the way of someone, so it was broken like this. This is my fault. I bought it for fifty cents at the market. I am so insane, I am not afraid of retribution."

"The way of heaven is reincarnation, dog madmen accept it, and human madness accepts it! If you have no sense of public morality, you won't be afraid of losing your household registration book at home!"

Yan Bugui is ruthless enough.

Even the account book of the dead was pulled out.

To say that San Ma and Yan Bugui are indeed a couple.

One uses the dead account book to talk about things.

One is to start scolding the street by saying that it is no fart for having a son and xxx for giving birth to a daughter.

"Which family do you say dies with a single household registration book? Whose family do you say loses all children and grandchildren?"

Liu Haizhong is not used to Yan Pugui, so he just pointed at the couple: "Do you want to find fault?"

"As long as your family's household registration book dies, your family should have no children and grandchildren!"

Before, Yan Bugui scolded him, but he didn't name them.

Now it's different.

Yan Pugui, who was jumping and jumping, called Liu Haizhong so targeted that he almost pointed at Liu Haizhong's nose.

"Hit, hit! Hit!"

"If you don't accept it, hit it!"

Some masters, who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, are pulling their throats at this time, adding fuel to the fire.

"Xu Goudan, what's the matter with you here, are you sincerely making trouble!"

The one who spoke was Yan Xiecheng, the eldest son of the Yan family.

Different from the past.

Today's Yan Xiecheng seems to have changed his gender, a little unrecognizable.

This eldest son of Yan, who has inherited the mantle of Yan Bugui and the three mothers, has nothing to do with being kind and understanding on weekdays.

But now.

After he reprimanded Xu Goudan, he dragged the third master and the third mother home.

Not only that.

The kid was still saying: "Mom and Dad, have you had enough trouble? Why are you scolding? You don't think it's embarrassing enough! Dad, you are a cultural person anyway, so why are you so fussy with them?"

"I said Xie Cheng, you can really stand and talk without back pain."

The third mother who held the broken flower pot in her hand felt distressed, as if her life span was shortened because of this incident.

"It's a good flowerpot, just smashed like this. Isn't the world falling apart!"

Just after the three mothers finished speaking.

Yan Bugui echoed: "Xie Cheng, your mother is right. How did I warn you on weekdays? The so-called endless food and drink, if you don't know how to calculate, you will be poor. This is a matter of a flowerpot. It's a big question of principle."

The more you talk, Yan Bugui has started to go online.

Yan Jiefang didn't think it was a big deal, and said to Yan Jiecheng, "Brother, what are you doing with our parents? Let our parents continue to scold me. I still don't believe that we can't find a culprit."

Yan Jiekuang, the youngest son of the Yan family, and Yan Jieti, the only girl of the Yan family, are also on the side of the third master and the third mother.

With the second son, the youngest son and the girl in charge.

Yan Bugui and his wife became even more imposing.

"Xie Cheng, look at your younger siblings, and then at you. Fortunately, you are still the eldest son and grandson of our Yan family, so you just take the lead!"

Yan Xiecheng's counting was followed by Yan Xiecheng.

The third mother also began to educate her eldest son earnestly.

And this time.

Yang Haiyang, who returned to the compound, has yet to find anyone to ask what happened.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe have already moved over.

Xu Damao intentionally flattered Yang Haiyang, with a smile on his face, and then clicked on the ins and outs of the excitement in the yard.

Ganqing is the flower pot that the third mother raised flowers, which was broken.

The third master and his wife suspected that Liu Haizhong and his wife did it.

after all.

Before, the second aunt came to return the peanuts to the Yan family, but was rejected by the third master and his wife.

The Liu family held a grudge and was maliciously retaliating.

Roughly.

Yang Haiyang finally understood.

because.

Calculate according to normal thinking.

In this matter, no matter how you look at it, the couple in Liu Haizhong are the most suspected.

but.

After discovering doubts.

Then there is the problem.

The doubt was on Yan Jiecheng.

Although the Yan family is not monolithic, the Yan Jiecheng brothers and sisters have inherited the good genes and calculating qualities of Yan Pugui and his wife.

Xie Cheng to Yan.

Yang Haiyang understood it all too well.

How could such a master who would not spare even his parents and would calculate could be kind.

There are not only problems, but even doorways.

Yang Haiyang thought to himself: Could it be that Yan Xiecheng smashed the Yan family's flowerpot?
Just when Yang Haiyang thought so.

suddenly.

Accompanied by a ding-dong sound.

The system is now online.

"Mission: The flowerpot of Yan's family was smashed. Yan Bugui and his wife suspect that Liu Haizhong and his wife did it. I have to say that Yan Bugui and the third mother are ruthless people. The culprit who smashed the flowerpot is the eighteenth generation of ancestor I've been scolded all over again. Although this civil dispute doesn't care about the host's affairs, as a good young man with a sense of justice, the host must let the truth be revealed to the world."

"Reward for mission completion: 300 yuan, plus a piece of superalloy gold wire soft armor (better than a bulletproof vest), a Terminator T-800 (Arnold version), a Gatling with unlimited bullets.)
"I'm going."

"System, when did you become so generous?"

Faced with the rewards he received after completing this mission, Yang Haiyang expressed his emotion.

Before.

The rewards for completing tasks popped up by the system are either mousetrap or peanuts.

There are occasional good rewards, though; but the odds are far too small.

Whether it is the superalloy gold wire soft armor or the Terminator t-800, these are all things that Yang Haiyang needs so much.

Even.

He, Yang Haiyang, has a t-800 Arnold version.

but.

This thing is not too much for anyone.

Imagine.

In Xiangjiang.

There are two identical men who are tall, tall, and thick, standing to the left and right of me. Putting aside the combat power and so on, the focus is on pulling the wind.

And the t-800 is still second.

after all.

This type of Terminator does not wear weapons.

And the system rewards an infinite bullet version of Gatling.

If this is matched in the hands of t-800, it will be even more majestic.

In Yang Haiyang's opinion.

By the time.

I am wearing gold silk soft armor for self-defense, a t-800 next to me is holding a gatling with unlimited bullets, and another t-800 is holding an ak47 with unlimited bullets.

Not to mention sweeping Hongxing and Dongxing.

It is not difficult to recover the entire Xiangjiang.

now.

When facing the system asking whether to accept the task.

Yang Haiyang didn't hesitate at all: "System, you are not talking nonsense. This is necessary! You have said it all, I am a good young man with a sense of justice, how can I watch injustice happen right under my nose? !"