Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Old Mrs. Zhang wanted to say a few more words, but she saw Song Youlin take two steps forward, brick in his hand, looking at her expressionlessly.

"You, you, you, what are you doing?" Old Mrs. Zhang moved back.

What Song Yaozu did obviously left a trauma on her, and she was afraid that Song Youlin would hit her with a brick.

"Don't worry, you are still my grandmother after all, so I won't do anything to you."

Song Youlin paused at this point, and seeing that Old Lady Zhang was relieved, he continued with a smile on his face.

"But, what can I do about Song Yaozu who just wanted to beat my sister to death with a brick?"

Hearing this, Old Lady Zhang was so frightened that she quickly threw herself on Song Yaozu, trying to block it for him.

"You little bastard, how could you hit your cousin? If you dare to touch him, I will ask the police to arrest you."

Song Youlin snorted coldly, not caring at all

"If you say so, you and Song Yaozu should have been arrested long ago. Last year, my sister and I were almost beaten to death by you. Why didn't you say you were going to the police station?

Stop taking advantage of your age. I am willing to acknowledge you because of my dad. Song Yaozu is nothing.

If you want to sue the police, that’s fine. I will also sue the police that Song Yaozu wanted to kill me.

Two years ago, I was beaten up by Song Yaozu, but many people saw it, and the hospital also had hospital records. Who do you think ended up in jail?"

Song's father and mother didn't know what Song Youlin was thinking. They were worried that he would act impulsively, so they wanted to step forward and pull him away, but were stopped by Song Youhui.

Song Youhui shook his head at Song's father and mother, saying that Song Youlin would not be so impulsive and asked them not to interfere.

Seeing that Old Mrs. Zhang was so nervous that she was almost sweating, Song Shuangshuang knew it was her turn to help Song Youlin resolve the situation.

He walked forward, pretending to stop Song Youlin, looked at the old lady and said coldly

"If you want to be humiliated and get beaten, that's your business. Don't bring any of your bad deeds to our house to bother my parents.

If my sister and I knew about this, I would make sure your precious grandson had a taste of being stabbed, even if I had to run to the Northwest. And you and your aunt, too!

Don’t say it has nothing to do with you. My head was broken by you and your aunt last year.

Old lady, if you don’t believe that we can do this, let’s try it!!”

After saying that, Song Shuangshuang snatched the brick from Song Youlin's hand and smashed it hard on the ground. Many of the broken pieces of stone bounced onto Old Lady Zhang's face.

Old Mrs. Zhang swallowed and stopped talking.

The stone might have bounced onto Song Yaozu, who snorted twice.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, you were going to hit me with a brick just now, right?"

Song Shuangshuang narrowed her eyes. It was fortunate that her brother reacted quickly, otherwise she would have been hit.

Song Shuangshuang gave Song Youlin next to her a look.

Then the next action stunned the neighbors who were watching the fun on both sides.

The brother and sister walked forward together and pulled Old Lady Zhang aside. No matter how hard Old Lady Zhang struggled, it was useless. She was like a chicken and had no ability to fight back.

Are you kidding? They can earn eight or nine work points a day, how can they not support an old lady who has done no work for years?

The old lady was thrown into the house by the two men.

To prevent her from coming out to cause trouble, Song Youlin found a piece of firewood in the yard and stuffed it into the door handle to jam it.

The door opened inwards, and after being stuck by the wooden stick, the old lady couldn't open the door from inside the house.

No one interfered. Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin each pulled out a rolling pin from their sleeves, held it in their hands and hit Song Yaozu.

The two men still knew their limits. They didn't hit the head and chest, which were vital parts. Instead, they hit the thighs, buttocks, and back. They wouldn't break any bones, nor would they make him feel better.

Song's father and mother were watching from the side, with no intention of stopping it.

Brother Song did come up and assist a few times.

The three siblings were quite sensible, mainly because the rolling pins in Song Shuangshuang's hands were limited in length and could not inflict much damage.

Seeing that the beating was almost over, Song's father stopped the three children.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, let's go back and eat." After making so much noise for so long, the children must be hungry.

The family of five went out, and no one cared about Song Yaozu who was lying on the ground groaning, and no one even took down the stick stuck on the door.

The onlookers watched Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin leave and stuff the "tools used in the crime" back into their sleeves, and fell silent...

Why do they still carry rolling pins with them?

A rolling pin? They must be right.

There was no more excitement to watch, so everyone dispersed. No one went to help Song Yaozu, and no one helped to take the stick off the door.

It’s not good to see too many unlucky things during the New Year.

……

After returning home, Song's mother went to the kitchen to cook. Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin also wanted to help, but were stopped by Song's father.

"Shuangshuang, Youlin, both of you take out the things in your sleeves."

Looking at the two children obediently shaking out a rolling pin from their sleeves and placing it on the table, Song's father didn't know what to say for a moment. He didn't understand why they would carry this thing with them.

Not to mention Song's father, even Song Youhui didn't understand.

These two rolling pins are obviously not from their family. His two younger brothers and sisters-in-law got them from somewhere and carried them with them, as if they knew they would be useful.

Song's father also asked Song Youhui's doubts

"Why do you two carry this with you..." Song's father thought it was a bit strange to say it was a rolling pin, so he didn't say it.

Song Shuangshuang didn't say anything, but nudged Song Youlin with her elbow, asking him to explain.

Song Youlin: "..."

It turns out that he has to take all the blame.

Song's father also saw the little tricks between the two of them, but he didn't care. Just someone explained it to him.

“Well, there are mountains in the village. Sometimes we would encounter wild rabbits and pheasants when we went up the mountain. So I asked a carpenter to polish two wooden sticks for me and my sister to carry with us to hunt wild rabbits.

I brought it back this time because I was afraid of encountering thieves and robbers on the train, so I used it for self-defense.”

Song Shuangshuang listened to her brother's serious nonsense and bit her lips, afraid that she would not be able to hold back her laughter.

The Shenta horse is used to hunt rabbits.

I don’t know whether my father and elder brother can believe what her brother said.

"So you two brought them with you on purpose?"

Song Youlin nodded.

"Well, didn't they say Song Yaozu was back? I asked my sister to take him with her, just in case."

He really intended to use it for self-defense, not to hit anyone.

Who knew that Song Yaozu was so eager to die, so of course he and his sister had to help him.

It’s a pity that I can’t use other props, otherwise, haha!

Song's father felt complicated and felt that he was a failure as a father and that he didn't think as much as his two children did.

If the youngest son hadn't been so smart, his daughter would have...