Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai dropped the thing in his hand as if he had been electrocuted. This was not an electric baton. He finally knew what this thing was. It was a thing that replaced a man. It was so damn unlucky.

Then he began to complain wildly about the current sex toy manufacturers, who made some things into such strange shapes that they were unrecognizable at first glance.

After complaining, he looked around the car and found some of the owner's things. After discovering that the owner was good-looking, he felt much better...

He started the Ferrari and drove straight to the management center. It didn't take him long to find the relevant information and drove to the corresponding warehouse.

This is a temporary warehouse, and the goods inside are ready to be shipped, either to be shipped domestically or exported abroad.

Zeng Wangcai found a container of "Meideyingchana" electric batons, perhaps for export, and they looked of good quality.

Isn't it a bit ironic, like some beers that contain vomitin and are only sold domestically.

You say we can change the brand and drink it, but people might pee in it, and the result will be the same: they will vomit.

It’s hard to put it into words!

The electric baton that Zeng Wangcai found looks similar to a flashlight. It refers to the wolf-eye flashlight of later generations. It is black all over, a size larger than a flashlight, and has a restrained black color. It is just the right thickness to be held in one hand.

There are two metal protrusions on the top of the electric baton, a button switch on the body of the baton, and a safety at the back.

Zeng Wangcai is very satisfied with this thing, which is low-key and has connotation.

"That's it. I'll keep one for myself and give the other to Xiuzhi. As for Xiaohu and Xiaobao, forget it. Even if I give them to them, they will only use them as sticks. They may even complain that they are not as handy as a hoe." Zeng Wangcai muttered to himself.

Then he opened other containers here. There were too many things in the warehouse and he couldn't remember them all.

Now that we have offensive weapons, it would be best if they have protective gear.

Zeng Wangcai opened three or four containers in a row but found nothing. When he opened the fifth container, he was shocked to see a whole container of sex toys.

Did this stir up a hornet's nest or something?

Zeng Wangcai picked up a cup without a handle...

Damn, the cup used for fetching water is unlucky!

Zeng Wangcai was too lazy to look for it anymore, so he went out directly, put an electric baton in his bag, then took out a fully charged Yadi, got on it and left like the wind.

Let’s talk about two sides, Zeng Youhuo’s family.

Ever since Zhang Xiuzhi and her friends brought back dozens of kilograms of fish, Xiaohu and Xiaobao were freed from their labor, and their family's main occupation became hunting in the mountains. Their main task was to hide in the grass and set traps to catch pheasants and rabbits.

There was no need to think about hunting wild boars because their marksmanship was so poor and after someone was injured last time, Zeng Lao San forbade members to provoke Second Brother's practice when there were only a few of them.

Because of the geographical location of Zeng Youhuo's home, it was not too hot, so grandma took the three maids to cool off in the shade of the yard. Grandma was taking a nap, and the three maids and the second girl from Zeng Laosan's family were squatting by the stone mill, talking to each other in a whisper.

"Daya, is brother coming back today?" Zeng Erya asked.

"Sister, talk to her. She's calling me brother again." Zeng Yinhuan's face turned serious and she looked at Zeng Jinhuan.

"You can yell, it won't hurt you." Zeng Erya said to herself, "Daya, what do you think about me marrying Big Brother and becoming your sister-in-law?"

Zeng Xiaohuan burst into tears: "Grandma... Grandma, Sister Erya... snatched my eldest brother..."

In the little girl's mind, her eldest brother already has a wife, and Sister Xiuzhi is her eldest brother's wife. Sister Xiuzhi treats her as well as her eldest brother.

Grandma woke up slowly and said, "Stop howling. Your big brother will come back and say you are naughty."

Zeng Xiaohuan shut up instantly, but couldn't stop crying.

"Let's go. Big brother said he will be back this afternoon. Let's go to the village entrance to pick him up!" Zeng Jinhuan stood up and said.

So the four girls formed a team and rushed to the village entrance. Zeng Xiaohuan ran desperately with her short legs, fearing that she would be a step late.

"Oh, they are all thinking about the good of my eldest grandson. This family will be broken up without my eldest grandson!" Grandma sighed softly.

In her eyes, there is no such thing as her eldest grandson becoming better. She has always been good, whether he is good or not.

Zeng Wangcai had not returned yet, but Zeng Youhuo came back with Zhang Xiuzhi, Xiaohu and Xiaobao. The four of them were sweating profusely, but they had a good harvest, a total of five pheasants and two rabbits.

However, this harvest did not make Xiaohu and Xiaobao happy. They put down their things and turned around and left without saying a word.

"You two, come back here. If you dare to go to Zhujia Village, I will break your legs!" Zeng You shouted angrily.

Little Tiger and Little Leopard got angry and not only did they not listen, but they quickened their pace and disappeared in a moment.

Zhang Xiuzhi said helplessly: "Don't worry, Uncle, I'll go find them!"

"Yes, yes, yes, go quickly and don't let them fight and cause trouble."

"OK!"

After Zhang Xiuzhi left, grandma noticed that something was wrong with her second son. There was a big bump on his forehead, which was red and swollen.

"Second brother, what happened? Did you bump into something?" grandma asked with concern.

"I didn't get hit. It was two kids from the next door village who were trying to steal my pheasant. I said a few words to them, and then they started to attack me. They hit me with a stick when I wasn't paying attention and ran away." Zeng Youhuo said aggrievedly.

"Did Xiaohu and Xiaobao go to avenge you? And you let Xiuzhi follow them. Xiuzhi only knows how to beat people up, she is not good at stopping a fight."

"Uh......"

This seems to be the truth.

Zeng You was so anxious that he didn't care about anything else and immediately followed the road to chase after them. It was not because he was afraid of a fight, but because he was worried that Zhang Xiuzhi and the others would suffer, after all, they were going to someone else's village.

When he was halfway there, he saw Zeng Wangcai coming with a bag on his shoulder, accompanied by four chattering girls and several young people from the village.

Among these young men, there were the brothers Goudan and Gousheng who were defeated by Zhang Xiuzhi, and two half-grown men, all of whom were militiamen carrying guns, just like the ones who escorted Zeng Wangcai.

If Zeng Wangcai had not insisted, the bag on his back would have been snatched away by someone else. Now Zeng Wangcai has become a celebrity in the village.

"Uncle, what happened? Did you get hurt?" Zeng Wangcai asked the same question as grandma.

Zeng Youhuo was so anxious that he had no time to explain: "Wangcai, go to Zhujia Village quickly and chase Xiuzhi and the other two. They might start a fight."

"I don't have time to explain. I got hit by two brats from Zhujia Village. The three of them were so angry that they went to settle the score with them." Zeng Youhuo grabbed the bag and said, "You are fast, go after them quickly. If you are too late, they will suffer."

“Fuck, you dare to fight Uncle Huo, you are tired of living, destroy Zhujia Village!”

"Everyone, go back and grab your weapons. Let's attack together. This time, we will settle all old and new grudges together and destroy Zhujia Village!"

"Beat him to death..."

Before Zeng Wangcai could say anything, several young men got angry and took off their guns from their shoulders one by one, ready to attack Zhujia Village.

"Stop, stop arguing. You're holding up a gun at every turn. Are you going to rebel?" Zeng Wangcai stopped the people and said to his second uncle, "Second uncle, go find the village chief and keep these people under guard until I come back."

Damn it, our village and Zhujia Village are old enemies. They haven’t fought for many years. If they fight again, something big might happen.

Zeng Wangcai did not dare to delay. He reached for the electric baton in his bag and ran towards Zhujia Village.