Quickly pass through: Crazy batch of bosses are so popular that they become popular

"Be filial, you know?"

"Be obedient, you know?"

"You have to work more, you know?"

The phrases "you know what" seem to make sense, but only those who have been there know that these are all bullshit!

The Huang family's conditions are among the richest in the entire Huangyazi Village. Looking at Huang Sijin's family, they are all as thin as bamboo poles.

Is this reasonable?

Obviously, it’s not reasonable at all!

Although people's hearts are biased, it is still unusual for people like Mrs. Huang to be so biased.

Si Jin ate another small steamed bun in silence, and slowly filled his stomach with hot milk tea.

857 was also silent, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence.

"Boss, how about we just kill Old Mrs. Huang?"

"Ha!" Si Jin sneered, seeming to be laughing at 857's stupidity.

"Don't you know what it means to govern the world with filial piety these days? Or do you think you can do whatever you want in ancient times?"

857 was speechless, not because he was speechless when asked, but because he was surprised that his host still had such awareness?

How can it be?

Then it heard Si Jin swallow the last mouthful of steamed buns and speak slowly.

"Why did that damn old woman die so easily after oppressing her second wife for so many years? Don't you need to pay back the debt you owe? What are you dreaming about!"

"Huh——" 857 took a long breath and said...

Si Jin picked up a dog's tail and played with it in his hand, his narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, flashing with a dangerous light.

When the sun crept over the head quietly and the old scalper was almost full, Si Jin got up slowly like a little old lady.

"Let's go back and see which family is so weird."

He waved to the old scalper who was not far away, and the latter walked over with three unsteady steps.

Si Jin put a hand on the old ox's back, kicked hard, and jumped onto the ox's back.

He gently clamped his legs together and whispered, "Strike!"

The old scalper gave a low "moo" and walked towards the village.

The Huang family is in the yard closest to the stream, and the old scalper doesn't need to walk long to get there.

"The cowherd boy is back! The cowherd boy is back!"

Before Si Jin had time to get off the back of the cow, Si Jin was interrupted by a sudden shout.

Looking up, I saw a little boy with a sky-high bun running towards the yard, shouting as he ran.

Si Jin frowned slightly, a little displeased with others calling him a cowboy.

Does she want to be a cowherd?

It's not like the boys in Lao Huang's family are useless, they can't even handle an old scalper. Otherwise, how could she, a 12-year-old girl, be allowed to herd the old cattle?

This loser dares to laugh at her now, is he so brave?

At this moment, a group of boys and girls, big and small, ran out like a storm. Each of them smiled wildly and had a normal figure. Several of them had round baby fat on their faces.

They kept shouting "cow-herding baby" and "cow-dung baby", jumping up and down happily.

Soon, they gathered around, clapping their hands and circling around the old scalper.

"Cow shit baby! Toad!"

"My feet are frozen in a pile of cow dung!"

Si Jin's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes became sharp.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the boy who shouted this sentence first.

The boy was completely unaware of the danger and was still feeling proud of himself for coming up with such a smooth rhyme.

The next second, a dry, black claw grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Then his feet left the ground.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Feeling scared after a slow beat, Huang Youtian cried and screamed.

At this time, other children also stopped, some were frightened, and some were curious to watch the show.

Huang Youtian, the third eldest son of the second son of the eldest family, is three years younger than Si Jin, but about the same height as Si Jin, but weighs twice as much as Si Jin.

He has a round, dark and chubby face, and you can tell from a glance that he eats and drinks a lot, which is in sharp contrast to Si Jin, who looks skinny and hungry at first sight.

If a stranger saw them both at the same time, he would never guess that they were from the same family.

The partiality of Lao Huang's family is so unscrupulous and obvious.

Si Jin grabbed Huang Youtian's collar tightly, clamped his legs tightly around the old scalper's belly, stretched out his other arm, and punched him hard on the chin.

"Uh…"

Huang Youtian was beaten into silence. At the same time, the children watching the excitement realized that something was wrong and dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Huang Youtian was still held in Si Jin's hand. Her eyes met his lightly, her voice was cold but her tone was gentle.

"Don't mess with me, you know? People can do anything when they are pressed. Don't think that just because someone favors me, I will be afraid of you. If you mess with me, I will do anything. At worst, I will kill you first and then follow you." You died together a hundred times."

Huang Youtian was so frightened that he peed.

Si Jin's eyes were too terrifying, as if she would strangle him by the neck with her chicken claw-like hands in the next second...

Huang Youtian has lived a happy life since he was a child. He is very afraid of pain and even more afraid of death.

He had seen someone die in the village and be put into a coffin and buried in the soil.

He doesn’t want to die, he still wants to eat the chicken that grandma stewed secretly, and he also wants to eat the sugar melon that grandpa brought back!

Huang Youtian was frightened, his face was covered with tears and snot, and he begged for mercy.

"Cousin! First cousin, please let me go! I was wrong! Woohoo...cousin, please!"

Si Jin looked at the crying little fat man with a half-smile, then twisted his wrist and threw him to the ground.

Huang Youtian fell into the steaming puddle on the ground and stared blankly at the face full of contempt on the cow's back.

"Remember, when you see me in the future, take a detour. If you can't avoid it..."

Si Jin Zhong Er clenched his fists, and his finger bones made a crackling sound, which was particularly impressive.

Huang Youtian was startled, nodded immediately, and ran away rolling and crawling.

The old scalper looked at the messy urine pit with disgust, swung his tail and walked around it, heading towards the backyard barn.

At the same time, news that the usually silent cowherd boy in the second room had gone crazy quickly spread throughout Lao Huang's house.

At first, it was only spread by those little kids under 14, but it soon spread to the ears of women in every house.

The women didn't believe it. You must know that the original owner had no impression at all on these people.

If I had to put a label on her, it would be to be honest and work fast.

Like everyone in the second room, they are all old scalpers in the family, who work hard and have little to eat.

"How is that possible? Arita, you don't want to fool your mother? How dare you, that damn girl?"

Huang Youtian's mother, Li Jinzhi, took off her precious son's dirty clothes and said this indifferently.

"Okay, hurry up and change into clean clothes. Didn't you mean that girl Si Jin? I will take these clothes to you and ask her to wash them, okay?"