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

"Xu Damao, why do your hands feel a little trembling? What's going on with you?"

Lou Xiao'e held the chopsticks in one hand and the bowl in the other and watched as his hand holding the teacup kept shaking.

"No, it's nothing, it's really cold today, I should be too cold."

Xu Damao poured another cup of tea and said to her.

"You don't have a fever, do you? It's not cold today."

Lou Xiaoe put the freshly cleaned dishes on the table and said with the back of her hand against his forehead.

"How could I have a fever, no, no, Xiao'e, I'll go out first."

Xu Damao quickly pushed her hand away and finished speaking to her, then got up and walked outside.

Sitting at home waiting for JC, he's in a bad mood, so let's go to the front yard to have a look.

Intermediate Court

"Comrade jc, you're here. He Zhiqiang happens to be the only one. He is speculative. He steals chicken and drinks chicken soup."

Jia Zhang was still rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the room, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a young guy in a jerk suit and said to him without fear.

"Speculation? Eat chicken? He Zhiqiang, did you steal chicken?"

The young guy was slightly taken aback when he heard her words, then looked back at He Zhiqiang and asked.

"Comrade jc, she framed me, obviously she was the one who stole the chicken, but now she came to me as a thief calling for a thief.

Do you see if I have this pot? I don’t have anything in this pot. How can I eat it? "

He Zhiqiang walked up to him holding the pot and said to him.

If Jia Zhang can be found today, he will take her surname!

"You said he ate chicken, is there any evidence?"

The young jc looked at her and asked.

"Evidence? He ate it secretly. He ate all the evidence. I saw with my own eyes that he ate big chicken drumsticks. How can I produce evidence after he ate it all?"

Jia Zhang's body was covered with dust, and he walked up to him with a disheveled face and said.

"Since there is no evidence, then you are just making trouble, come on, come with me to the office."

The young jc understood as soon as he heard it. He didn't just say that you saw it. Who would believe that? He took out the silver bracelet from his waist.

"Hey, Comrade jc, I really saw it with my own eyes. He really ate chicken and speculated. I didn't make trouble."

When Jia Zhang saw him taking out the silver bracelet, she panicked, but his hands had already been put on by him.

"Comrade jc was the only one who saw it, and I feel like she stole the big chicken leg.

Then come to frame me, you ask the big guys, no one saw me stealing, she saw it. "

He Zhiqiang said to her with a sullen face and pointed to the people outside the house.

"Okay, I will definitely investigate the matter of Comrade He Zhiqiang. JC will never wrong a good person, nor will he let a bad person go."

Young jc's words were not only addressed to He Zhiqiang, but also to Jia Zhang.

The people outside were a little bold lying at the door, looking inside to see what was going on, and some timid people hid at home.

Xu Damao poked his head from the entrance of the backyard to see that the number of people in the middle courtyard was only increasing, and it didn't look like he smashed the glass.

When he got behind the crowd, he heard voices from He Zhiqiang's room, pushed the crowd away and walked forward.

Because she heard clearly, what happened to He Zhiqiang again.

"Big fellows, come quickly and see that this Jiazhang family is wearing a silver bracelet. It is probably this Jiazhang's thief calling for a thief."

"Really, this silver bracelet is still reflective. Take a look, this matter is probably caused by Jia Zhang. This He Zhiqiang probably didn't eat chicken."

"It seems that Jia Zhang's family should be the one who speculated. I didn't expect Jia Zhang's family to be so rich and able to afford chicken!"

"That's right, this Jiazhang family can eat chicken, and let this brat, Banggen, steal all the things in our courtyard, it's really wicked!"

"..."

Xu Damao stood in the crowd and listened to the discussion.

He also understood what was going on. It turned out that He Zhiqiang was looking for jc to catch Jia Zhang.

"It's alright, it's alright..."

Xu Damao looked at the door of He Zhiqiang and muttered to comfort himself in a low voice, he finally didn't feel flustered.

"Comrade jc, I won't go, I won't go...you let me go, you let me go...

Lao Jia, Lao Jia...how can I have such a hard life...you can take me away..."

Jia Zhang was dragged to the door by the young jc. Seeing that this posture was real, she sat in front of the door with trembling legs and cried.

"Comrade jc, the Jiazhang family practiced feudal superstition, and you see that without her, they still practice feudal superstition.

Her old Jia has been dead for many years, and whenever something happens, she starts to sit on the ground and call her wife. "

He Zhiqiang is not afraid of her at all. After the founding of the country these days, ghosts are not allowed to become spirits. This is obviously a feudal superstition.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, right, get up! Not only are you making trouble, you're also engaging in feudal superstition. Let me go to the institute."

After hearing what he said, the young jc looked at Jia Zhang who was rolling on the ground.

He directly bent down and pulled her up, and walked towards Paichusuo.

"Comrade jc, I don't, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore... I won't go, I won't go..."

Jia Zhang was pulled up by him, his head was shaking like a rattle, his face was full of horror, and he looked at him with tears and said.

Although this Jia Zhang is a bit fat, she is still weak in front of the young jc, so she was dragged out by the young jc.

"Okay, okay, let's leave, this Jia Zhang family deserves it."

He Zhiqiang smiled when he heard Jia Zhang's cries, the dead old woman fought with me, and there was no door.

Just talking about this feudal superstition is enough for Jia Zhang to drink a pot.

Everyone turned their heads when they heard He Zhiqiang's voice. Everyone looked at He Zhiqiang. Why do they feel that He Zhiqiang is the uncle?

"He Zhiqiang, don't you think it's a bit... anyway, it's the neighbor's fault.

You have sent Jia Zhang's family here, what will you do in the future? "

Yi Zhonghai said to him with an ugly face.

This He Zhiqiang is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

"Grandpa, if you have nothing to do, go back to the house quickly. If Jia Zhang doesn't leave, why don't you talk about Jia Dongxu in front of your house?"

He Zhiqiang glanced at him and said, turned his head and went back to the house.

He was helping Yi Zhonghai. Why didn't Yi Zhonghai stop Jia Zhang when he was taken away by the jc just now? Now he's the one to blame.

"Hey, He Zhi..."

Yi Zhonghai turned around and wanted to say something to him, but he was rejected.