Siheyuan: counterattack from the traveling frog!

Chapter 133 On Fire
When Yu Li and Zhao Xiaosan went to entertain Zhao Guangfu, a distant relative, Jia Zhang, who was limping in the yard, surrounded several furniture, his eyes filled with greed.

The sticky eyebrows followed her, touching and touching, and then whispered to Jia Zhang: "Grandma, I want this kind of furniture too, let's take it home."

Listening to what her good grandson said, Jia Zhang rolled her eyes. Of course she also thought about it. Zhao Xiaosan would definitely not give it to her, but if she stole it, it would be too easy to be discovered. Unfortunately, he was injured.

Although I really want the home in the yard, I am a little scared.

Seeing grandma's hesitation, Sticky started to quarrel, "Grandma get me a set, hurry up, or I'll run away from home."

The threat of the stick made Jia Zhang succumbed on the spot, and she was waiting for the stick to give her a pension.

I dare not steal, Jia Zhang said after waiting for Zhao Xiaosan to come out in the yard.

"Zhao Xiaosan, you have made so much furniture and you can't use it yourself, so give some to my Jia family."

Zhao Xiaosan sneered, "Old woman, you think so beautifully. I didn't even sell it for money, and even helped you. I want to eat ass."

Hearing Zhao Xiaosan's words, Jia Zhang's only remaining triangular eyes suddenly showed vicious eyes, and screamed sharply.

"Zhao Xiaosan, if I give you one yuan, I will give us all the furniture here. Hurry up, don't be shameless, even if you give you money, you will be regarded as worthy of you."

"Your furniture is mediocre. I bought your furniture because of the neighbors in the neighborhood. I want to save face. Don't be ungrateful..."

Jia Zhang was in a hurry, and cursed inwardly while talking, Zhao Xiaosan had no family, he would die and so on.

"Snapped!"

Before she could say anything, Zhao Xiaosan had already slapped her up, very fast and with a lot of strength, and directly slapped her in a circle, like a spinning top.

"Excuse me, old woman, I can make you an urn for a dollar, and I don't even look at myself, and I'm still selling it to me."

After Zhao Xiaosan slapped the old woman, he felt better and moved the furniture into the house.

But Jia Zhangshi was slapped, but he didn't dare to speak, showing vicious eyes, and went back with a stick. When he got home, he saw that Qin Huairu hadn't cooked, so he got angry and slapped him directly.

Still not relieved, he pulled Qin Huairu's hair and shouted angrily: "Did you hear that, broken shoes, hurry up and get the furniture for the stick."

Jia Zhang snorted for a while, and then threatened: "Don't show face with me here, or I will tell you to go back to the countryside."

Qin Huairu's expression turned ugly, and he pushed the old woman over.

Jia Zhang's face instantly turned into a pig's liver color, and he roared angrily: "If you dare to fight back, you will break your shoes. If you dare to resist again, you will go back to your hometown in the countryside."

Qin Huairu's face was ashen, but she didn't dare to resist. One is her good daughter-in-law, and the other is that she doesn't want to go back to the countryside.

After Jiazhang finished venting, he took a sip of tea, then called the stick over, blinked his triangular eyes and said to him, "You are like this tonight... like this, you are like this, do you hear me?"

After listening to the stick, he nodded again and again, his eyes showed excitement, he couldn't wait.

"After the matter is done, I'll go and buy you better furniture than Zhao Xiaosan's."

Seeing them like this, Qin Huairu was worried for a while, not knowing what was going to happen this time.

In the evening, Zhao Xiaosan and Yu Li sent Zhao Guangfu away, and after taking a shower, they were lying on the bed and chatting.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaosan's ears moved, and his keen five senses allowed him to hear the sound of walking outside his door, and the little dog under the bed also started making noises, indicating that there was someone outside.

The person who came was very cautious, careful, and stepped very lightly.

It attracted Zhao Xiaosan's attention. After all, the normal walking sound of ordinary people passing by would never be like this.

So he mentally connects with the orange cat outside, and can see the outside situation through the orange cat's eyes.

Through the eyes of the orange cat, Zhao Xiaosan clearly saw a small figure, who else could it be except the holy stick.

At this time, Stick is walking to the room where the sundries are placed in his house, holding a jar of liquid in his hand, and holding some flammable straw in his arms.

He put the straws by the door, and poured the contents of many jars on them.

"Hmph, with this kerosene and straw, I'm going to burn your house to the ground, so that you don't give me meat, don't give me furniture, everything will be burned for you."

The stick snarled and laughed, his eyes were fierce. After he blinded a person last time, he is fine now. After escaping the catastrophe, he became more and more fierce, and his whole body was wild.

And Zhao Xiaosan smiled coldly, and mentally contacted the orange cat to let it act according to its own will. In the dark night, the two eyes of the orange cat were shining brightly, and it walked gently on the roof.

At this time, Bang Giao didn't realize that the crisis was coming, he took out the match he had prepared and was about to light it...

Suddenly he felt his body being kicked by something, and the whole person fell to the ground in fear, and the kerosene in his hand spilled on his body.

The match that was supposed to be ignited, with a "chi" sound, sparked as it slid.

After the spark touched the kerosene near the stick, it expanded instantly like a prairie fire. In just a few seconds, the stick had already ignited flames.

He was frightened and ran around in the middle of the yard, but it was of no avail. Instead, the wind fueled the fire, and it burned more and more fiercely.

"Help, it's on fire, who will save me, I'm going to die, grandma save me!"

"Mom, come and save me, my dick is going to be burned."

After Zhao Xiaosan heard it, he immediately felt a chill, the fever was really tricky.

Originally, the flame also saw that the stick was a bad guy, and he didn't talk about martial arts.

But I like to let you burn my house down.

The cries of the stick were surprisingly loud, and Jia Zhang, who had been waiting for news in the room, was the first to hear it.

With a look of panic on his face, he ran out in a hurry, not even bothering to put on his shoes.

"Banggan, go here quickly, there is water here, get in the water quickly, and don't cause any accidents."

When Jia Zhang saw the flaming stick on his body, he was very anxious, and quickly directed him to run to a place with water.

But the stick was really panicked, and it hurt too much. He yelled, couldn't hear the sound at all, and ran around.

The other people in the yard were also alarmed and ran out one after another. Seeing the miserable condition of the stick, everyone was terrified.

"Where's the water? Come on!"

Qin Huairu naturally also came out, and she yelled at Jia Zhang with a crying voice.

Mrs. Jiazhang was at the place where he fetched water, and he did not come out after several times of fetching water. It was not long before the beginning of spring, and the water had not yet accumulated, especially at night, it was not easy to fetch water at all.

(End of this chapter)