Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"Uncle, uncle, you can't make it..."

This scared He Zhiqiang so much that one of his shoes ran away, and He Zhiqiang grabbed the wine bottle ten centimeters away from Bai Xiuhua's head.

"He Zhiqiang, what are you doing? I want to teach my woman a lesson, why are you stopping me?"

He Daqing was a little unsteady standing still, reeking of alcohol, and asked angrily as he looked at him.

He Zhiqiang looked at He Daqing, who was flushed and smelled of alcohol, clutching the bottle tightly.

He felt that as long as he let go, the wine bottle would definitely hit Bai Xiuhua's head.

Today is a day of great joy, but you can't be popular!

"Cousin, cousin hurry up!"

He Zhiqiang grabbed the wine bottle and looked around, but no one from He Yuzhu was seen in the yard.

"Come here, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

As soon as He Yuzhu took off his coat and lay down, he heard someone calling him outside, got off the bed and stumbled to the door.

"Father, are you going to hit someone? It's against the law to hit someone."

He Yuzhu supported the edge of the door, looked at the scene in the courtyard, and was stunned, so scared that he was almost sober.

He saw his father, He Daqing, holding the wine bottle in his hand and holding it up high, while He Zhiqiang was holding the wine bottle on the opposite side. Under the wine bottle was a beautiful woman looking at the wine bottle in astonishment.

"Don't stop me, I have to teach her a lesson today!"

He Daqing tried his best to hold the wine bottle with both hands, trying to pull it out of He Zhiqiang's hand, but he failed to pull the bottle out, and he squatted on the ground.

"He Zhiqiang, give me the wine bottle, give me the wine bottle!"

He Daqing stood up with his hands on the ground, patted the dust on his buttocks, looked at He Zhiqiang and said.

It's really against the sky, there are still people who dare to disobey him!

"Daddy, what are you doing? Daddy, are you drunk? Let's go back to the house first!"

He Yuzhu shook his head to wake himself up, and hurried to him and said.

He took turns drinking 16 tables, and now he can stand up without being completely drunk, and the amount of alcohol is still okay.

"Silly Zhu, go and bring me the wine bottle on the wine table."

He Daqing hiccupped, pointed to the empty wine bottle on the table and said to him.

He is going to turn over and sing as a slave today!

"He Daqing, why are you so drunk? Since you want to beat me, kill me, kill me."

After Bai Xiuhua regained her senses in fright, she looked at him angrily and said.

In the past two years, she has treated He Daqing well no matter what.

He didn't expect He Daqing to beat her, if he didn't know He Daqing had this ability until now.

"Stinky bitch, don't think I dare not beat you. Look, I won't beat you to death today!"

He Daqing smelled of alcohol all over his body, and he wanted to wave his tacit understanding of stammering at Bai Xiuhua.

"Alas, I can't help it."

He Zhiqiang held the wine bottle in one hand and his fist in the other.

How long has his uncle been suppressed at Bai Xiuhua's house?

Such a big temper!

Although he could see it, it is possible that He Daqing was fake drunk, that is to say, he was conscious, and he was strong and courageous after drinking.

More and more people gathered in the courtyard, pointing at them.

"Aunt Wang, what's going on? Didn't you just have a banquet together? What did I miss?"

"You don't know, I was collecting the bowls and chopsticks just now, when I looked up, do you know what happened?

I saw He Daqing trying to hit that woman with a wine bottle. "

"What is the background of this woman? I remember He Daqing said that she is from the factory?"

"Who knows? Why do I see that the relationship between this woman and He Daqing is not simple?

Otherwise, He Daqing wouldn't have hit this woman with a wine bottle! "

Xu Damao was also in the crowd listening to what the aunts and aunts were talking about. He frowned, looked at Bai Xiuhua and stroked his chin.

"Cousin, hurry up and take your dad back to the house, the big guys are gone, let's go, it's okay."

He Zhiqiang held He Daqing's hand and exerted a little force, trying to wake him up.

He Daqing frowned tightly, trying to break free from his hand in pain, but was held tightly by him.

"Okay, okay, Yuehong Yuehong, come out and help."

He Yuzhu bent down and hugged He Daqing tightly to prevent him from moving, and yelled towards the room.

He originally thought that it was time to go to bed after drinking, so why did his father make trouble at this time?

"I'm coming......."

In the room, Liu Yuehong was sitting on the bed, buttoning up her jacket. She got up at five or six o'clock today to work, and it was finally time for her to rest, and she was about to get up again.

"Brother Yu Zhu, what's going on?"

As soon as Liu Yuehong walked to the door, she saw He Yuzhu walking over with He Daqing supporting her.

"Don't ask, help our father to the bed quickly."

He Yuzhu said to her a little weakly.

No way, he hasn't entered the bridal chamber yet, so he will be consumed by He Daqing?

"Good good."

Liu Yuehong walked to He Daqing's side to support her, and the other half walked into the room.

When He Daqing came over yesterday, he slept in He Yuzhu's room at night.

The big bed was where He Yuzhu and Liu Yuehong lived, and a single bed was placed opposite, with a curtain drawn in between.

The two put He Daqing on the small bed, and He Yuzhu thoughtfully took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt.

"Father, you should sleep well, you are drunk."

He Yuzhu patted the quilt as if coaxing a child and said to him.

"I, I want to get up, I'm not drunk, I haven't cleaned up that stinky woman..."

As soon as He Daqing touched the bed, he felt drowsy all over his body. Before he could say a few words, he closed his eyes and started snoring.

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Zhongyuanerli

He Zhiqiang looked at the people in the courtyard, no one left!

He really had no other choice, so he leaned into Bai Xiuhua's ear, "Auntie, don't cry, let's go back to the house, this house is ugly!"

Bai Xiuhua wiped away her tears, looked at He Zhiqiang with red eyes, then at the people in the courtyard pointing at her, and nodded.

He Zhiqiang led Bai Xiuhua to his room, and Bai Xiuhua sat at the table, sobbing softly.

He Zhiqiang looked at it, then at the table, and decided to sit next to Bai Xiuhua.

"Auntie, don't cry. My uncle said that when he was drunk. Let him come over and apologize to you when he sobers up."

He Zhiqiang sat at the table, bent down and picked up the thermos bottle placed next to the leg of the table, poured a glass of water and put it in front of her.

Coaxing women is really not his skill!

But, let's take a closer look at this white hop flower. It feels like the contemporary Lin Daiyu, but her personality is quite pungent, but she is pungent, and she cries when things happen.

He Zhiqiang thought about watching her pick up the tea cup and drink tea, and looked at her carefully.

Bai Xiuhua drank the warm water in the cup, her eyeballs were still falling out, her mind was full of thoughts about what He Daqing had done.

If He Daqing had behaved like this before, she would have divorced a long time ago.

But now, she still has three children to support, if she divorces He Daqing again, then she will not be worth the loss.