Siheyuan: Daughter's will, dad beats stick to death

But what everyone doesn't know is.

Qin Huairu's theft of sticks.

But she didn't say too much, because her life was really going to be difficult.

If it weren't for relying on sticks and stealing to maintain it, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get through the next month's salary at all.

It's not that their family is a glutton, but a bottomless pit.

But relying on the salary of her apprentice.

Can't feed a family at all.

Especially in the current situation where food prices are crazy, and even if you still have money, you may not be able to buy food.

However, the white-eyed wolf like BangGong didn't appreciate Qin Huairu's painstaking efforts.

She thought that Qin Huairu acquiesced in his theft.

Under complacent complacency.

After dinner, I came out for a walk again, wanting to see which one in the yard is suitable for the next shot.

And at this moment, a middle-aged craftsman carrying a long bench came to the gate of the courtyard.

After glancing left and right, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Sharpen your scissors..."

"Get out, get out quickly! The people in this yard are all poor people, and they won't ask you to sharpen their scissors."

Stick stem got a little impatient when he heard this, so he didn't speak in a good tone.

"Hehe... If your yard is full of poor people, then there won't be any smell of meat."

The middle-aged craftsman was not angry when he heard what the stick said, but laughed instead.

If other people hear this, they will definitely be anxious. There is something wrong with this middle-aged craftsman.

But Bang Geng didn't hear it, and instead sighed: "You know what a fart! The only meat that can be eaten in this yard is Xiaofantuan's. His family not only has bacon, but also wild boar. Hare meat, according to my mother, the grain in the rice tank has never bottomed out."

"Really? Then what does their house do?" the middle-aged craftsman asked in a low voice, and then looked around cautiously.

"What else can I do? They all work in the rolling mill, but Xiao Fantuan's mother is the deputy director, and the salary is very high!" After Bang Gon said this, he suddenly became alert to the middle-aged craftsman: "It's not you What do people mean? Why is an outsider asking so much?"

"No reason, just asking casually! You brought the topic to this!" The middle-aged craftsman explained with a smile.

"Really?" Bang Geng scratched his head suspiciously, and after glancing at the middle-aged craftsman, he turned and left, not caring about the middle-aged craftsman any more.

After all, in the past, there were craftsmen sharpening scissors and mending pots almost every day, so it was not surprising at all.

Apart from talking a little more, this middle-aged craftsman seemed to have nothing wrong with him.

However, what Sticky didn't know was that after he disappeared into the night, he disappeared.

The middle-aged craftsman hid the scissors-sharpening bench and tools under a big tree by the side of the road, and sneaked along the corner of the wall towards Jiang Chuyang's kitchen.

After seeing the strings of plump bacon on the beam, he rubbed his hands greedily, stooped down, took out a sharp dagger and walked over secretly.

At this time, the lights were not turned on in the kitchen, so he knew that he just had to be careful.

It shouldn't be a big problem to steal bacon and other food.

As for the dagger in his hand, it seems that it is not used to cut flesh, but to deal with emergencies.

In the last month, this dagger stabbed two kitchen owners for him, allowing him to escape successfully.This time he believed that with this dagger in his hand, it would not be difficult to escape if he was found.

In other words, his 300 identity is not a habitual thief, nor a craftsman sharpening scissors.

It was the habitual bandits who fled from other places to Sijiu City, but they were not caught because Sijiu City was too chaotic recently.

With luck, and a little bit of joy, the kitchen window was quickly pried open by this habitual bandit.

She was so happy that she was about to climb in to get the bacon and the sweet potatoes on the chopping board.

Suddenly slipped and fell into a bottomless pit.

ah??!There was a scream.

The habitual bandit was thrown and passed out.

When he woke up, he suddenly saw it.

He actually fell into a dark trap, only a round light above his head shone in.

The reason why he knew it was a trap was because his feet had been caught in the big traps that held the wild boar.

Among them, the blood from the right foot protruded straight out, which was horrible to look at.

As for the left foot, it was caught by a stone and escaped unharmed.

When the habitual bandit came to his senses, he screamed in pain.

Seeing that there was no one else around, he gritted his teeth and forcefully opened the big clip that clamped his right foot.

Then he called for help: "Is there anyone? Help me... I know I'm wrong..."

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The words say so.

But the dagger was still tightly grasped in his hand.

This made the stealth trap feel murderous, and even the only light from the trap was removed.

Seeing this scene, the habitual bandit was stunned.

He wanted to call for help again, but found that there were rumbling voices from around him.

Take out a match and light it.

It was only discovered around the walls of the trap.

There are densely packed small holes, and the rattling sound comes from the small holes.

When the match was about to burn out, countless butterfly cockroaches the size of little fingers and scorpions crawled out of the holes.

"Oh my god!" The habitual bandit was so frightened that he jumped up from the spot, but the injury on his right foot made his teeth hurt. At the same time, he also recognized the reality, here... I'm afraid it's not at all where people can stay.

To survive...

For now, there is only one way.

That is calling for help, calling for help!

Otherwise... don't even think about it, you will be buried in the mouth of poisonous insects.

in the hall.

The little mushroom chasing the golden bump0

At this moment, he suddenly looked in the direction of the kitchen: "Auntie? Did you hear someone calling for help?"

"No, don't scare yourself." Qin Qing was taken aback when she heard the words, and then replied with a smile.

The kitchen is next to the main room, if someone calls for help, how could she not hear it.

"Oh! Maybe I got it wrong." Little Mushroom scratched his head: "Auntie, I miss Little Fantuan and Little Padded Jacket. When will they come back?"

"I don't know that." Qin Qing shook her head: "But you don't have to worry about them. Uncle is by their side! Uncle is very powerful. Most people can't bully Xiaofantuan and Xiaoqianbao."

"Hmm, um!" Little Mushroom nodded.

After suspiciously glanced at the direction of the kitchen.

Then I went to play around chasing the golden lump again.

Little bump followed behind.

One person, one sheep, one dog.

Bringing the liveliness and warmth to Qin Qing.

Qin Qing smiled watching this scene.

I saw Aunt Zhang calling her in the yard.

Get up and walk towards the door.

On the way to the Dragon King Temple.

After Jiang Chuyang explained the solution to the endgame with Xiaofantuan and Xiaoqianao again.

He closed his eyes and began to rest.

Prepare for the next face of Huo Desi, a master-level chess master.

This preparation is not only physical, but also mental.

Because as a reborn person, he could tell at a glance that Hodders was putting pressure on him by setting this mess up.

This kind of pressure comes from the spirit.

If you don't have a good preparation, I'm afraid you will wait until you arrive at the Dragon King Temple.

It will catch him off guard.

However, what Jiang Chuyang did not expect was that.

This also does not break for 30 seconds.

The mechanical sound of the baby lottery system rang out in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Host! You haven't drawn a lottery today. There are five lottery draws in total. Do you want to draw 〃"? "

"No, why are there so many times all at once?" Jiang Chuyang was stunned when he heard the words, and then asked in his heart.

Baby lottery system: "The host learned to ride a bicycle with Xiaofantuan before, and was rewarded with two lottery draws, plus the Father's Love Medal and the Love Medal, a total of five lottery draws

"That's it!" Jiang Chuyang nodded: "Then let's draw a lottery! Anyway, the number of lottery draws can't be kept overnight!"

Baby lottery system: "Okay, please wait patiently for the host."

After a while.

The mechanical sound of the system sounded again.

"Congratulations to the host, I have drawn a rebound talisman, and it has been sent to the portable space!"

"Congratulations to the host, a TV ticket has been drawn, and it has been sent to the portable space!"

"Congratulations to the host, ten coupons of ten yuan denomination cash have been drawn, and they have been sent to the portable space!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have drawn a master-level fighting technique, and you are now merging!"

"Congratulations to the host, a box of canned beef has been drawn, and it has been sent to the portable space."

Listen to the system's mechanical prompt.

Jiang Chuyang was stunned for a moment.

Except that the rebound symbol surprised him.

This master-level fighting technique caught him off guard.

After all, until now, in addition to his cooking skills at the master level, he also has chess skills at the master level.

He also has the strength of a bull and master-level welder skills.

This is coupled with master-level fighting skills.

He is at the level of four masters.

Just wanted to ask when to bounce back.

A drowsy drowsiness came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Then Jiang Chuyang lost consciousness.

Obviously, this is the system to protect him.

Made it this way.

Because of the fusion of martial arts at the master level.

This process is very painful.

Those without great willpower.

It was simply unbearable.