Siheyuan: beat Jia Zhang at the beginning

Xie Lang got up early in the morning to prepare breakfast.

Xie Lang still slept a little longer today, so he woke up a bit late, so he bought some breakfast outside and came back.

There are meat buns, stewed and soy sauce, all of which are full of weight.

Stewed stew is especially the most important in the old Sijiucheng, and what Xie Lang bought was the first pot that came out of the pot. It was steaming hot and full of fragrance. You can imagine how delicious it is when you smell the taste.

The people in the courtyard looked envious, the food was really good.

Shelan really enjoys it.

In the middle courtyard, at the uncle's house.

"Look, Xie Lang, this kid, just doesn't know how to save money. This breakfast will cost fifty or eighty cents. After this month, breakfast will cost 15 yuan. Why don't you go and talk to him Let me tell you, if he doesn't have time to cook breakfast in the future, he can come to our house to eat." The first mother said with some regret.

"Hmph, it's 100 yuan a month now. If one person is full and the whole family is not hungry, is there a need to save money?" Elder Yi Zhonghai said in a strange way.

"We don't need someone to take care of us now, why do we have to stare at Xie Lang? You may not accept your favor even if you want to, let's stick to his cold ass with a hot face?" The old man was very unconvinced Said, but he still prefers Xie Lang in his heart.

If he and Xie Lang could become a family, then he would get a monthly salary of 98 yuan, and Xie Lang would also have a monthly salary of 98 yuan.

With the addition of the salaries of the two of them, everyone can eat meat often, and the quality of their retirement life must be different.

"How can this be called a hot face with a cold ass? You know what happened to Jia Zhang before. It was obvious that Jia Zhang was unreasonable. This old shrew, who doesn't understand the law, actually thinks that others don't My lord is going to occupy other people's houses, but you are better off, instead of talking for them, you will also help Jia Zhang." The first mother said very unhappy.

"He can't live in such a big house by himself. There are two big rooms. Jia's family really has no place to live. There are five people in their family now. How can they live in one room?" He said dissatisfiedly, and then said: "If he is not willing to lend a house to Jia Zhang, how dare you expect him to provide for you? Be careful that you are getting old, he will drive us all out."

Hearing what he said, Da Ma suddenly didn't know what to say.

I had to continue to drink the porridge with my head down.

And Jia's here.

Jia Dongxu was still drinking the porridge, saying that the porridge was too much, because there were not a few grains of rice in this bowl. In order to save money, the Jia family usually ate a little for breakfast, and they couldn't be full at all. It’s all done after noon, and put more rice.

And Jia Dongxu went to the factory to eat on an empty stomach, and the Jia family definitely couldn't afford it, but they were determined to hold on to the money. Uncle Yan Bugui's family was the first to do this.

"Xie Lang, the dog day, bought so much breakfast, can he eat it all by himself?" Jia Dongxu took a sip of the gruel and cursed dissatisfiedly.

After one night, Qin Huairu, who still had two slap marks on his face clearly visible, was still lowering his head, drinking the porridge like clear water, looking at the big bag of breakfast in Xie Lang's hand, feeling envious in his heart No way, I calculated the price silently, and it was fifty cents again. If Xie Lang ate like this every day, breakfast would cost fifteen cents a month, which was more than the food expenses of the Jia family.

If you are married to Xie Lang, you don't need to drink the porridge like clear water here, you can go there and have breakfast with Xie Lang, the crunchy and soft braised stew, and the hot buns and bean juice .

"Father, I want to eat stewed food, and I also want to eat steamed buns." Bang Geng also saw Xie Lang holding the big bag of breakfast, and made a fuss.

"Go to your mother and let your mother find a way for you." Jia Dongxu said, quickly finished the gruel, and then left the house as if fleeing.

I'm afraid that the stick will find him and ask him to buy it.

Even if it is his own son, Jia Dongxu is not willing to spend money that shouldn't be spent.

"Mom, I want to eat stewed stew. Last time, Xiaobin in the front yard said that this stewed stew is delicious. It's very crispy and delicious. I want it too!" Bang Geng cried at Qin Huairu regardless. .

"Good boy, be good, be good, our family has no money, we don't eat that, be good, drink porridge." Qin Huairu patted his son's little head and coaxed him.

"No, I don't care, I want to eat stewed stew. Mom, if you don't let me eat stewed stew today, I won't recognize you in the future, no matter how old you are." Stole Rod shouted loudly .

"You child, what nonsense are you talking about?" Qin Huairu heard the filial piety of the stick, and suddenly felt a mother's love like a mountain. She grabbed the stick and expressed her love, and slapped the stick's ass. hit the past.

After the stick suffered all of this, the pot was completely broken and smashed, and he stared at Qin Huairu with red eyes and said: "Qin Huairu, you dare to hit me, if you don't buy me stewed rice today , I don’t recognize you anymore, I don’t have you as a mother anymore!”

"You still dare to talk like that, don't you? I have to give you a good meal today." Qin Huairu became angrier the more he heard what Bang Jiao said.

Everyone in this family treats her like this.

Can she turn money out or something?
She originally thought that if she married in the city, her life would be different from that in the countryside, but she didn't expect that the Jia family's mother and son were nothing, and the stickler she gave birth to was actually so ignorant.

Actually, because she can't eat stewed food, she has to deny her!
Then what's the use of her keeping this unfilial son?

Just kill him today!
The more he thought about it, the more anger and resentment in Qin Huairu's heart became heavier, and he hit the stick harder, mercilessly, and slapped the stick hard one by one.

Every slap seems to use up all the strength of the whole body. Qin Huairu usually looks soft and weak, but this is really hard, and it is good enough for such a child to eat a pot, he feels good.

And Banggen, who is young but very stubborn, is now being beaten and crying for his father and mother, but he refuses to give in at all, and is still clamoring for stewed stew, which makes Qin Huairu even more Quite angry.

Qin Huairu also fought harder.

"Help!"

"Help! Qin Huairu is going to kill someone!"

"..."

There were screams like killing pigs and cries for help came from Jia's house.

Hearing this voice, the neighbors who were just about to go to work, those in the front yard, the middle yard, and the backyard all came to Jia's house by coincidence.

I heard the voice from the Jia family from a long distance. Many people know what kind of virtue a stick is, and he is also a master of petty theft. Seeing that he is being beaten so badly now, they are applauding in their hearts. , too lazy to care.

But if you can't stand it, there are still good people who want to eat melons and watch the excitement.