As soon as Jia Zhang sat on the bench, he saw He Zhiqiang walking over slowly carrying the bench at the entrance of the middle courtyard.
"He Zhiqiang, look at your broken leg with the stick. If I tell you this, I won't pay you 100 yuan. I'll never end with you!"
Just when Jia Zhang saw him sitting on the bench, he stood up again, pointed at him and said.
"Yo, stick stem, your leg is broken, did I hit it? Didn't you break it by stealing my food!"
When He Zhiqiang heard this, he was not angry but smiled and walked slowly to Banggen, looked at him and said.
Jia Dongxu has a plaster cast on his left leg, and this stick has a plaster cast on his right leg. It really deserves to be a father and son.
"Second uncle, are you alright? Shall we talk about you first, or about the stick?"
When He Zhiqiang passed by the Eight Immortals Table, he saw Liu Haizhong and sat in front of the Eight Immortals Table.
He didn't expect Liu Haizhong to be discharged from the hospital so soon, nothing happened.
"He Zhiqiang, I'm not finished with you, but let's talk about the stick first. Why do you discount his legs?"
Liu Haizhong looked at him angrily and said.
The doctor told him to make him less angry, otherwise he would have to go to the hospital again.
"Why? Just rely on this bastard to steal my food!"
He Zhiqiang stood beside him, pointed at the stick and said angrily.
"BangGou stole your food? Didn't BangJiao mean that you chased him for no reason, and after he fell, you continued to beat him, and that's why his legs were broken!"
Liu Haizhong stood up abruptly and confronted him.
"If you don't tell the truth, stick, I will beat you every time I see you, tell me! What's going on!"
He Zhiqiang didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he turned his head and threatened the stick.
"He Zhiqiang, what do you mean? You are blatantly threatening, do you dare to hit him?
Don't be afraid, with your grandma, I will make the decision for you, let me see who dares to touch a finger of him today!"
Jia Zhang hurriedly held the stick and looked at He Zhiqiang fiercely and said.
"I'll tell you one last time, I'll give you one last chance, should I say it or not?!"
He Zhiqiang ignored her, and looked at the stick curled up in her arms and said.
"Yes, I was the one who ate He Zhiqiang's stewed pork and cabbage. When he was chasing me, my foot slipped and I fell."
Stick was so frightened that he shrank his neck and stammered.
He thought Jia Zhang couldn't protect him at all. If He Zhiqiang beat him every day in the future, would he still survive?
"Have you heard, big guy? He ate my food by himself, and his broken leg has nothing to do with me!"
He Zhiqiang looked at the crowd proudly, then at the three uncles, and said.
This stick is quite good at looking at people, and those who know current affairs are Junjie.
When Jia Zhang heard the words of Bang Geng, his face immediately became gloomy, and Jia Dongxu also looked at Bang Geng with a sullen face and did not speak.
"He Zhiqiang, didn't you eat pork last time? Why is there still pork? Where did you get the pork?"
Xu Damao stood up, pointed at him and asked.
This time, He Zhiqiang finally fell into his hands. If he didn't peel off a layer of skin, he wouldn't be named Xu!
"That's right, He Zhiqiang, where did you get the pork? Are you sure you stole his pork stewed cabbage?"
Liu Haizhong sat on the bench, looked at them and asked.
This year, there are only two taels of pork tickets. This month is not over yet. How can He Zhiqiang eat pork twice in a row?
"What are you talking about? I stewed cabbage, and the cabbage I stewed in lard has the smell of pork.
Why are you lying again! Believe it or not, I will beat you to death again! !"
He Zhiqiang was stunned for a second and quickly reacted, and said to everyone.
That's right, how did he forget, he only has two taels of pork at this time?
He ate it last time, and this month hasn't passed yet. You can't say it's pork stewed cabbage!
When everyone heard this, they sighed again. They didn't expect this stick to continue to lie after being threatened by He Zhiqiang.
In the hearts of the people, Stick is already a kid who loves to tell lies and steal things. Even if he tells the truth, everyone will not believe it.
"No! All I ate was pork and cabbage. The pork was still thick and delicious!"
The stick looked at him and retorted.
He Zhiqiang turned around and walked to the middle courtyard, went into the room and brought over the pot on the table.
There was no pork in the pot at all, because it had been eaten by sticks long ago, and there were only one or two slices of cabbage left in the pot.
"Guys, look at me and I fried cabbage with lard. Where did the pork come from?"
He Zhiqiang held the handle of the pot in one hand and stretched it out towards the crowd, making them all look carefully.
Everyone stood up one after another, poked their heads to look into the pot, and saw a layer of oily vegetable water floating in the pot.
I thought to myself that this He Zhiqiang eats really well, no wonder this stick will be stolen.
When they stir-fry, they put a little bit of oil at most, and they dare not put too much oil, and it doesn't taste much when they eat it.
"Since the stick broke when he was running by himself, it has nothing to do with He Zhiqiang. That's fine, let's all leave."
Yi Zhonghai also saw that the cabbage leaves in the pot were indeed fried with lard. There must be no pork these days, and this guy must have lied.
"Master, I broke this stick leg myself, but it's the red mark on my face.
It was He Zhiqiang who hit me, and he kicked me in the stomach too!"
Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai with a dissatisfied expression and said.
Everyone was already yawning, stood up and moved the benches, and wanted to leave. After hearing Jia Zhang's words, they sat down again.
"Jia Zhang's stick ate my food, and I haven't asked you to pay for it!
I slapped him lightly, and you, if I didn't kick you, I would have slapped me long ago, right? "
He Ziqiang looked at her with displeasure and said.
He originally thought that this stick was all for stealing his dish, and he broke a leg, so he didn't care about it, but he didn't expect that Jia Zhang's nose would get on his face!
"What money to pay! Let me tell you, He Zhiqiang, you should pay me, if you didn't cook cabbage stewed in lard?
Stick will not steal, he will not steal, he will not break his leg, it is all because of you!"
Jia Zhang stood up, pointed at him and said fiercely.
"Mr. Jia Zhang, you are really good, sir, have you seen that you can't talk to this kind of person.
You can’t educate yourself well, why don’t you do this, I’ll be a godfather, and I’ll educate you for you!”
He Zhiqiang heard this, and she laughed angrily. I have never seen such a brazen person. Could it be that he let the stick eat it?
"Jia Zhang's He Zhiqiang didn't even ask you to pay for the food. It's not bad. You still have to be reasonable, and you don't even care!"
Sitting at the table, Yan Bugui couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he said it to him.
This Jia Zhang is really a shrew, is there any reason for this?
"That's enough, let's go, everyone. If you are still not satisfied, Mrs. Jia Zhang, you can go to the street to do it. Let this matter be like this."
Yi Zhonghai stood up holding the big tea mug, waved to everyone and said.
As soon as everyone heard it, the old man had spoken, and they all stood up and walked towards their house holding the bench.
"He Zhiqiang, look at your broken leg with the stick. If I tell you this, I won't pay you 100 yuan. I'll never end with you!"
Just when Jia Zhang saw him sitting on the bench, he stood up again, pointed at him and said.
"Yo, stick stem, your leg is broken, did I hit it? Didn't you break it by stealing my food!"
When He Zhiqiang heard this, he was not angry but smiled and walked slowly to Banggen, looked at him and said.
Jia Dongxu has a plaster cast on his left leg, and this stick has a plaster cast on his right leg. It really deserves to be a father and son.
"Second uncle, are you alright? Shall we talk about you first, or about the stick?"
When He Zhiqiang passed by the Eight Immortals Table, he saw Liu Haizhong and sat in front of the Eight Immortals Table.
He didn't expect Liu Haizhong to be discharged from the hospital so soon, nothing happened.
"He Zhiqiang, I'm not finished with you, but let's talk about the stick first. Why do you discount his legs?"
Liu Haizhong looked at him angrily and said.
The doctor told him to make him less angry, otherwise he would have to go to the hospital again.
"Why? Just rely on this bastard to steal my food!"
He Zhiqiang stood beside him, pointed at the stick and said angrily.
"BangGou stole your food? Didn't BangJiao mean that you chased him for no reason, and after he fell, you continued to beat him, and that's why his legs were broken!"
Liu Haizhong stood up abruptly and confronted him.
"If you don't tell the truth, stick, I will beat you every time I see you, tell me! What's going on!"
He Zhiqiang didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he turned his head and threatened the stick.
"He Zhiqiang, what do you mean? You are blatantly threatening, do you dare to hit him?
Don't be afraid, with your grandma, I will make the decision for you, let me see who dares to touch a finger of him today!"
Jia Zhang hurriedly held the stick and looked at He Zhiqiang fiercely and said.
"I'll tell you one last time, I'll give you one last chance, should I say it or not?!"
He Zhiqiang ignored her, and looked at the stick curled up in her arms and said.
"Yes, I was the one who ate He Zhiqiang's stewed pork and cabbage. When he was chasing me, my foot slipped and I fell."
Stick was so frightened that he shrank his neck and stammered.
He thought Jia Zhang couldn't protect him at all. If He Zhiqiang beat him every day in the future, would he still survive?
"Have you heard, big guy? He ate my food by himself, and his broken leg has nothing to do with me!"
He Zhiqiang looked at the crowd proudly, then at the three uncles, and said.
This stick is quite good at looking at people, and those who know current affairs are Junjie.
When Jia Zhang heard the words of Bang Geng, his face immediately became gloomy, and Jia Dongxu also looked at Bang Geng with a sullen face and did not speak.
"He Zhiqiang, didn't you eat pork last time? Why is there still pork? Where did you get the pork?"
Xu Damao stood up, pointed at him and asked.
This time, He Zhiqiang finally fell into his hands. If he didn't peel off a layer of skin, he wouldn't be named Xu!
"That's right, He Zhiqiang, where did you get the pork? Are you sure you stole his pork stewed cabbage?"
Liu Haizhong sat on the bench, looked at them and asked.
This year, there are only two taels of pork tickets. This month is not over yet. How can He Zhiqiang eat pork twice in a row?
"What are you talking about? I stewed cabbage, and the cabbage I stewed in lard has the smell of pork.
Why are you lying again! Believe it or not, I will beat you to death again! !"
He Zhiqiang was stunned for a second and quickly reacted, and said to everyone.
That's right, how did he forget, he only has two taels of pork at this time?
He ate it last time, and this month hasn't passed yet. You can't say it's pork stewed cabbage!
When everyone heard this, they sighed again. They didn't expect this stick to continue to lie after being threatened by He Zhiqiang.
In the hearts of the people, Stick is already a kid who loves to tell lies and steal things. Even if he tells the truth, everyone will not believe it.
"No! All I ate was pork and cabbage. The pork was still thick and delicious!"
The stick looked at him and retorted.
He Zhiqiang turned around and walked to the middle courtyard, went into the room and brought over the pot on the table.
There was no pork in the pot at all, because it had been eaten by sticks long ago, and there were only one or two slices of cabbage left in the pot.
"Guys, look at me and I fried cabbage with lard. Where did the pork come from?"
He Zhiqiang held the handle of the pot in one hand and stretched it out towards the crowd, making them all look carefully.
Everyone stood up one after another, poked their heads to look into the pot, and saw a layer of oily vegetable water floating in the pot.
I thought to myself that this He Zhiqiang eats really well, no wonder this stick will be stolen.
When they stir-fry, they put a little bit of oil at most, and they dare not put too much oil, and it doesn't taste much when they eat it.
"Since the stick broke when he was running by himself, it has nothing to do with He Zhiqiang. That's fine, let's all leave."
Yi Zhonghai also saw that the cabbage leaves in the pot were indeed fried with lard. There must be no pork these days, and this guy must have lied.
"Master, I broke this stick leg myself, but it's the red mark on my face.
It was He Zhiqiang who hit me, and he kicked me in the stomach too!"
Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai with a dissatisfied expression and said.
Everyone was already yawning, stood up and moved the benches, and wanted to leave. After hearing Jia Zhang's words, they sat down again.
"Jia Zhang's stick ate my food, and I haven't asked you to pay for it!
I slapped him lightly, and you, if I didn't kick you, I would have slapped me long ago, right? "
He Ziqiang looked at her with displeasure and said.
He originally thought that this stick was all for stealing his dish, and he broke a leg, so he didn't care about it, but he didn't expect that Jia Zhang's nose would get on his face!
"What money to pay! Let me tell you, He Zhiqiang, you should pay me, if you didn't cook cabbage stewed in lard?
Stick will not steal, he will not steal, he will not break his leg, it is all because of you!"
Jia Zhang stood up, pointed at him and said fiercely.
"Mr. Jia Zhang, you are really good, sir, have you seen that you can't talk to this kind of person.
You can’t educate yourself well, why don’t you do this, I’ll be a godfather, and I’ll educate you for you!”
He Zhiqiang heard this, and she laughed angrily. I have never seen such a brazen person. Could it be that he let the stick eat it?
"Jia Zhang's He Zhiqiang didn't even ask you to pay for the food. It's not bad. You still have to be reasonable, and you don't even care!"
Sitting at the table, Yan Bugui couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he said it to him.
This Jia Zhang is really a shrew, is there any reason for this?
"That's enough, let's go, everyone. If you are still not satisfied, Mrs. Jia Zhang, you can go to the street to do it. Let this matter be like this."
Yi Zhonghai stood up holding the big tea mug, waved to everyone and said.
As soon as everyone heard it, the old man had spoken, and they all stood up and walked towards their house holding the bench.
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