Siheyuan: The Idiot in Charge

Chapter 281 The plot of stealing the chicken has not been bypassed

The next day, the sun was rising.

Yushuguan small courtyard, east room.

Xiuer woke up.

When he opened his eyes and looked at the pillow, there was no trace of Jia Weidong.

Thinking of her situation last night, Xiuer's little face began to get hot again unconsciously.

Both shy and sweet.

Seeing that it was getting bright outside, he smiled secretly and quickly dressed and got up.

After washing up, I went into the kitchen and started making breakfast.

After Jia Weidong came back from running, he saw that Shi Yueru was still sleeping, so he told Xiu'er:

"Xiu'er, make more breakfast and bring grandma and Wan'er with them."

"Okay, Brother Weidong," Xiuer responded crisply.

West room.

Shi Yueru is still sleeping.

exhausted.

This cannot be blamed on Jia Weidong.

A woman pays her debt to her mother. Is this reasonable?

When Xiuer's breakfast was almost ready, Jia Weidong entered the west room and prepared to wake up Shi Yueru.

Gently pinched Shi Yueru's face that could be broken by a bullet: "Aunt Ru, get up."

"Yeah! I overslept. It's all you. There's no one like you."

After Shi Yueru was woken up, he glanced at Jia Weidong and said resentfully.

"Aunt Ru, if you have anything to do in the future, you need to discuss it with me first, and then you'll have to deal with it first and then tell it later like yesterday, hum!"

Shi Yueru's face collapsed: "You are really a person. Isn't Xiu'er yours sooner or later? Don't you want to accept her?"

Shi Yueru wanted to cry, she was so aggrieved.

Who is this?

Someone else’s house.

They are very careful about their own pak choi.

I'm afraid I'll accidentally get bitten by a pig.

What about yourself?

I didn't know what to say, but in the end, I didn't know what to say.

"Who said I won't accept it? It's just that the time has not come yet. Do you want me to call you mother-in-law now?"

Hearing the word mother-in-law, Shi Yueru couldn't help but spit out: "Bah! Brat, stop talking and run away."

He and Xiu'er have already reached this level, and it is impossible not to accept it.

Those who refuse to accept are the ones who start chaos and end up giving up. That is the real scumbag.

Jia Weidong doesn’t have too many.

Jia Weidong made great wishes in front of his grandma's grave.

Besides, God has allowed me to live a new life and have wealth that is beyond the reach of others. Is it normal to have a few more women to share it with?

As long as he never abandons each of them and allows them to live a good life with him, this shouldn't be considered a scumbag, right?

Those who can do more work.

If it were anyone else, you try.

You will really destroy yourself.

Whenever there is a trace of shame in his heart, Jia Weidong comforts himself like this.

Step by step, I am walking further and further down the road of being a scumbag.

In the evening, after get off work.

Xu Damao pushed his bicycle back to the backyard with steps like a bastard who doesn't recognize his relatives.

When he arrived at the door of his house, on a whim, he walked to the chicken coop that had just been built a few days ago.

There are two old hens in the chicken coop. They came back from a trip to the countryside to watch a movie a few days ago.

This didn't matter, Xu Damao's blood rushed to his brain instantly.

If it weren't for his young body, he would probably have suffered a stroke or cerebral hemorrhage.

It's possible to get angry.

In the chicken coop, only one of the two old hens was left.

Needless to say, it must have been the fault of Han Dahong, a greedy bitch.

<divclass="contentadv">I stewed it secretly while I was not at home.

But I had already told her that this was a hen left to lay eggs.

If you raise them well, you will have free eggs in your home.

Before even entering the house, Xu Damao couldn't help but yell: "Han Dahong, you prodigal bitch! Come out!"

Han Dahong, who was in the room, was stunned: "Did the incident between you and me happen? No, it won't happen."

"Xu Damao is a big injustice. He should have discovered it long ago."

Thinking of this, Han Dahong gained confidence again: "Xu Damao, why are you so crazy? Why are you scolding someone for no reason?"

Han Dahong is not a light-hearted person, and he will cause trouble even if there is no reason.

At that moment, she rolled up her sleeves, took a broom and rushed out the door to fight with Xu Damao.

"You bitch, do you still have the nerve? I told you these two hens were kept to lay eggs, how could you stew them? Are you so greedy?"

"What old hen? Ah? Why is there only one chicken left in the chicken coop? Damao, our chicken has been stolen!"

Xu Damao: "????"

"The chicken was really stolen? Did you really stew it?"

"Oh, Damao, I really didn't make the stew. I fed the chickens this morning and they are still there."

Xu Damao said angrily: "You prodigal bitch! You are at home all day long and you can't even watch a chicken."

Han Dahong was also aggrieved: "I'm not taking care of the baby in the house all the time, so how can I have time to watch the chickens?"

"Humph! You're just lazy, you bitch, don't always make trouble with your son."

Han Dahong said angrily: "Xu Damao, are you saying that your son is not as good as a chicken?"

The quarrel between Xu Damao and his wife had already attracted crowds.

After everyone listened to Han Dahong's unbridled words, some people couldn't hold back: "Pfft! Hahaha."

"Hey! You bitch."

Xu Damao's face turned dark and he pointed at Han Dahong, his mustache twitching angrily.

This bitch is so embarrassing.

a shame.

It's all my fault that I can't control my lower body and come back after marrying such a shameful thing.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you go look for it quickly?"

After school, Jia Weidong saw that the whole yard was noisy.

What's going on in the yard again?

Bangge, who was watching the excitement, saw Jia Weidong come back and trotted to his side to report the situation: "Uncle! A chicken was lost in Xu Damao's backyard."

Jia Weidong: "???"

"The chicken was lost? Was it stolen? Didn't the chicken-stealing plot in this drama go around?"

"Who stole Xu Damao's chicken?"

It can't be a stick, my current discipline is very strict.

There is no shortage of oil and water at home now, and even if Banggeng is allowed to hold a chicken in his arms, he will feel dirty.

While Jia Weidong was thinking about this, Xu Damao and Han Dahong had already found the middle courtyard.

What a coincidence, Silly Zhu was boiling water and plucking chicken feathers at home at this time.

As soon as he stewed the chicken on the stove, Xu Damao and Han Dahong opened the door and barged in, sniffing and staring at Silly Zhu.

Silly Zhu was not someone who was easy to bully, so he glared at Xu Damao and his wife and cursed: "Xu Damao, grandson, what are you two doing?"

Xu Damao raised his finger and pointed at Silly Zhu, and cursed angrily:

"Silly Zhu, where did you get this chicken? My family just lost a chicken, and you stewed it now. You are the chicken thief!"

Han Dahong also shouted to the yard at the top of his lungs: "Come and see, you guys, Silly Zhu stole our chickens."

With this shout, everyone in the hospital came, including the three uncles.

Seeing the three uncles coming, Xu Damao shouted excitedly: "Three uncles, Silly Zhu stole our chickens, you have to make the decision for me."

As soon as he said these words, Silly Zhu picked up the wok in his hand and slapped Xu Damao on the head.

While filming, he scolded: "Xu Damao, who are your grandsons scolding? You are the thief! Your whole family is a thief! I will kill you."

"Bang! Bang!"

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