Siheyuan: leading the elder brother to live a well-off life

"Wow ~ woo ~"

"Wow ~ woo ~"

"Ah~woo~"

BangGong knelt on the threshold, clutching his nose and crying miserably there.

Under his feet, the briquette had been crushed in half by his weight, and it was still standing there firmly.

Next to it, a few pieces of cinders were scattered on both sides.

The first to be woken up by the stick was the second uncle's family and Xu Damao in the backyard.

"Whose child is crying over there in the middle of the night without sleeping!"

Xu Damao's nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, he pushed open the door, put on his coat and came to Wang Jianhua's house.

"Fantastic!"

Xu Damao recognized the stick at a glance!
"What are you doing at Wang Jianhua's house?"

"What nonsense am I talking about!"

Xu Damao patted his mouth, turned around and walked towards Jia's house.

The braised pork at Wang Jianhua's house tonight must have come to steal the meat, but he didn't steal the meat and hurt himself.

The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, also put on a padded jacket and came out. Seeing the bloody stick, he didn't even think of reaching out to help him.

"Qin Huairu, something happened to your son!"

"Qin Huairu!"

"Qin Huairu!"

Although Liu Haizhong is quite old, his voice is still very loud. When he shouted, the lights in the whole yard were turned on.

Something happened to the stick?

How could something happen to the stick so late?
There are melons again!

moment!

Qin Huairu ran over.

"Fantastic!"

"What's wrong with you, bastard!"

Seeing Banggen kneeling on the ground and crying non-stop, Qin Huairu also cried.

She cared very much about this son, even though this son was badly taught by Jia Zhang, it was after all the flesh that fell from her body.

"Mom, I hurt!"

The stick took his hand away.

Qin Huairu almost fainted after seeing the injury of the stick.

"Hospital!"

"Go to the hospital!"

When Qin Huairu got up in a panic holding the stick, he bumped into the third master who came to watch the fun.

The key point is that only the third master has a bicycle in the entire compound.

When Qin Huairu saw the third master, it was as if he saw a life-saving straw: "Third master, lend me your bicycle for a ride, the stick is injured, and you need to go to the hospital quickly!"

"Ah~"

The third master stepped back, making way for Qin Huairu.

Yan Bugui didn't want to lend the bicycle to Qin Huairu, what if it was broken?

But he couldn't refuse directly, after all, they all lived in the same compound.

Yan Bugui winked his eyebrows: "Qin Huairu, it's not that I don't lend you your bicycle. My bicycle chain fell off and it hasn't been repaired yet. If you fix it, you can ride away!"

Qin Huairu held the stick and looked at the third master for five seconds.

On such a cold day, third master's forehead was covered with sweat.

Fortunately, it was a dark day, and Qin Huairu didn't see the sweat on the third master's head.

"Sister Qin, what's the matter with the stick!"

"Zhu Zi, Bang Geng's nose seems to be broken, you have to go to the hospital immediately!"

Silly Zhu rushed up and took the stick.

Xu Damao, who was on the side, saw that Sha Zhu had taken the stick, and said in a strange way: "Sha Zhu, I'm making you anxious, and the stick is not your son, and Jia Dongxu is not dead yet, so it's your turn to be courteous!"

Silly Zhu holding a stick glared at Xu Damao: "Xu Damao, you bastard, I don't have time to beat you up today, just wait for me!"

"Well, you silly, you can't hear good words, you deserve to be single for the rest of your life!"

Xu Damao left a cruel sentence and went back to his room.

"Third Master, lend us your bicycle for use!"

"Silly Zhu, the chain of my bicycle fell off, you can fix it and ride away!"

"If you don't borrow it, just say you don't borrow it, and say that the chain is broken!"

Silly Zhu didn't give Third Master a good look, and rushed out of the compound with a stick in his arms.

"Hey! You silly Zhu, you don't know how to respect me, the third master!"

Yan Bugui muttered and walked towards his home.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang arrived late, just in time to see the scene of silly Zhu beating the third master.

Before the crowd could disperse, Mrs. Jia Zhang began to sit on the ground and act like a demon.

"Old Jia!"

"Come out!"

"The stick fell like that, and I couldn't even borrow a bicycle from Yan Bugui!"

"They all bully our orphans and widows!"

"Come up and take them all away!"

While patting the cold ground, Jia Zhang was summoning souls there.

This is her usual trick.

Jiazhang, who sells miserably, sees Yi Haizhong coming, and immediately stops selling miserably.

"Grandpa, our stick was injured at Wang Jianhua's house, and Wang Jianhua must be asked to compensate for medical expenses and nutrition expenses!"

"Wang Jianhua's extinct family does not usually help our Jia family, so we must not let him go this time!"

"Convening a general meeting, yes, convening a general meeting will cost Wang Jianhua money, and he has to organize the whole hospital to donate to the stick!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang became more and more energetic as she talked, but she never thought of why BangGong appeared here.

Yi Haizhong stared at Jia Zhang with a gloomy expression, without saying a word.

Shazhu and his uncle are the ones who help the Jia family the most in the whole hospital.

There is a purpose for Shazhu to help Jia's family, he is greedy for Qin Huairu's body.

The purpose of the uncle helping Jia's family is to let Sha Zhu take care of himself in the old age.

His first target was Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu is his apprentice again.

later,

Something happened to Jia Dongxu.

He stared at Silly Zhu again.

In order to express himself in front of Shazhu, he also helps the Jia family from time to time.

Of course, most of the grandpa's aid to Jia's family is in the dead of night.

The stick fell quite badly this time, and the medical expenses must have cost a lot of money.

Shazhu's family fortune has already been sucked up by Qin Huairu. If he doesn't organize a donation, he will probably have to take the money.

"Well, let's hold an all-hands meeting tomorrow, and organize a donation to the stick by the way."

After the uncle finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to his room without even looking at Jia Zhang.

Seeing that the old man had left, the others all dispersed.

Donate to the Jia family?
that doesn't exist,

of course,

The all-hands meeting should be attended or must be attended, after all, living in this yard, the face of the uncle still has to be given.

Yi Haizhong is not only the uncle, but also the only eighth-level fitter in the factory. As long as he is still working in the rolling mill, he cannot offend the uncle.

at this time
Wang Jianhua slept in a dark sleep at his elder brother's house!

The snoring from the east room was loud, but it still didn't affect his sleep.

In the evening, he and his eldest brother ate nearly a catty of meat, drank another catty of white wine, and added a bowl of millet porridge.

The fatigue caused by working during the day was swept away under the influence of alcohol.

At this time, he slept like a pig.

Pitiful!
He doesn't know yet!
Not to mention that the door of his house was pried open, there were still people thinking about him losing money.

"system!"

"Hey hey hey!"

"system!"

"Give me beauty!"

"I want money!"

……

Wang Jianhua had a dream!

He dreamed that he returned to his home in the 21st century, and he gave a lot of money when he signed in, a lot of money...

(To be continued)