"Okay, Aunt Jia, let's first ask Xie Lang why he beat someone."

The second uncle Liu Haizhong said in an official accent.

The third master Yan Bugui glanced at Xie Lang, and said very unhappy, "No matter why you can't hit a child, Bang Geng is still a child after all. Are you embarrassed to play such a cruel hand?"

"That's right, look, you are so cruel to a child." The third mother also said on the side.

The third master and the third mother both said so, and Jia Zhang became even more arrogant.

Jia Zhang snorted coldly and said, "Xie Lang, if you don't pay us 500 yuan today, you will go to jail."

Actually, at the end of the day.

Only this sentence is the most important point of Jia Zhang.

So much laying the groundwork just now is for this purpose.

Pain for grandson is real.

But the stick was beaten after all, so what can she do, Jia Zhang.

Only a piece of meat can be cut from Xie Lang.

Her grandson cannot be beaten in vain.

She was blackmailed by Xie Lang for 200 yuan. This time, she wanted 500 yuan and asked Xie Lang to return the principal with interest.

Seeing Jiazhang's lion open its mouth, many people in the yard were startled.

Many of them still dare not even think about the amount of 500 yuan, which can be said to be less than half the price of a house.

Now everyone's monthly salary is around [-] yuan, and some people don't even have [-] yuan a month.

Is the stick's face inlaid with gold?
so valuable?
Someone who was watching the fun said, "Aunt Jia, isn't the money too much?"

but.

This sentence literally ignited the powder keg.

Jiazhang stared at the triangular eyes, looked fiercely at the speaker, and said furiously: "What a good boy, how smart, is our Bangjiu, look, how is he being beaten up by Xie Lang now?" Well, Xie Lang asked me for 200 yuan before, why didn’t he say too much? Is he short of this money for an eighth-level fitter? Besides, I’m still doing this for the sake of my neighbors for many years. If it was someone else, I would have sent him there In jail."

The old woman was talking inside and out, 500 yuan seems to be cheaper for Xie Lang.

Now everyone has shut up, they all know who Mrs. Jia Zhang is, so as not to get angry.

Anyway, it's not about asking them to give money.

Yi Zhonghai was also very proud, Xie Lang finally fell into his own hands, but in order to show his "fairness", Yi Zhonghai said: "This 500 yuan is really too much, Xie Lang, I will let you Take out the 200 yuan that Aunt Jia paid you before, let’s forget about this matter, there are so many things going on all day long, can you still live a good life!”

Xie Lang said, "Master, can you find out why I beat him first?"

"He is shameless himself, why should he pay for it?"

"Besides, I'm helping his Jia's family discipline this stickler. I dare to speak so arrogantly at such a young age. If I don't educate myself well, I don't know what troubles I will cause in the future. Maybe it will be with his grandma. Similarly, if he goes to jail, others may not be as easy to talk to as I am, and his grandma can be reconciled after a few days in jail."

"At that time, if he gets into too many troubles, he may not be able to get out for the rest of his life, or when he gets shot, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Hearing Xie Lang's words, the second uncle Liu Haizhong saw that the first uncle was caught by mistake, and said: "Yes, Lao Yi, as I said just now, we still need to figure out what's going on. Ah, this kid, Sticky, usually..."

Before Liu Haizhong finished speaking, Jia Zhang quit, and started to talk about the strong king's serial output again, "His second uncle, what are you talking about?"

"No matter how good our stick is, he can't beat the child, he still has such a cruel hand!"

"He still disciplines our family. Stick is the incense of our Jia family. Our whole family is reluctant to touch a finger of him! Why is he Xie Lang?"

"Even if there's something wrong with our family, Xie Lang is such a big man, what does it mean to care about a child?"

"Also, why does he say that our family is going to go to jail and get shot, and people like him get shot and go to jail!"

"Xie Lang, if you don't give me the money today, you will go to jail!"

"500 yuan, not a cent less!"

Jiazhang's serial output, as if vowing to Xie Lang not to give up.

Maybe it was too much effort to stand up and yell, so Jia Zhang just slumped on the ground, completely letting go of himself, regardless of his own image.

"My God!"

"Open your eyes and see!"

Xie Lang said coldly: "God should open his eyes and see, your grandson came to my house just now and threatened me, asking me to give him my pig's trotters, does he want face?"

"Is what my grandson said wrong? Didn't you buy your pig's trotters with the money I gave you? My grandson came to ask for some food, what's wrong?" Jia Zhang said even more angrily when he mentioned this.

Xie Lang really underestimated the shamelessness of this family.

Xie Lang clenched his fists, "Damn, you guys are really shameless."

"Why did you pay the 200 yuan? The paperwork from yesterday is still there. If you want the [-] yuan, you can go back and go to jail!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Qin Huairu hurriedly said, "Xie Lang, it's alright, we've admitted this matter."

Xie Lang said disdainfully: "Now you will say that! What did you do? You still want me to pay? If this little beast speaks human words, will he be beaten? Also, if you don't discipline this little beast well, come here again You're a bitch, provoke me, don't blame me for taking care of him!"

Qin Huairu didn't dare to say anything after hearing what Xie Lang said.

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Lang, don't be arrogant, let's wait and see!"

"Wait and see what? I'm too lazy to talk to you, but I'm warning you, you'd better not provoke me, otherwise, you will be at your own risk." Xie Lang said arrogantly.

With that said, Xie Lang went back, and the pig's feet were almost stewed.

The more proud Xie Lang was, the more Jia Dongxu wanted to deal with him and beat him up.

Jia Dongxu is also very self-aware, knowing that he can't beat Xie Lang, just now seeing his son being beaten like that by Xie Lang, he didn't dare to make a move.

Qin Huairu also stomped her feet and went back to the house, and simply ignored it.

After Jiazhang wailed there with his stick in his arms, he saw that everyone had dispersed, so he went back.

"Xie Lang, who received a thousand knives, has his conscience eaten by dogs. My family went to him to ask for meat that should have belonged to our family. The pig's trotters originally belonged to our family, and he dared to take my precious grandson. After being beaten up like this, and Yi Zhonghai, what kind of master is he? My grandson has been beaten up like this, and I don’t know how to make Xie Lang lose money.” After Jia Zhang came back, he was still cursing viciously.

Qin Huairu was making a face while cooking.

She didn't understand, since she was already like Xie Lang, why couldn't Xie Lang treat the stick better?
Doesn't he want to get along with himself?

But that day, he obviously behaved very well, and Xie Lang also obviously liked him very much, as if he wanted to tear her apart.

Or did Xie Lang turn his face and deny anyone when he lifted his pants?

No, I must ask him tonight to see what he means.

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