Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

"You are seeking death!"

Xie Xiaoqi walked up to Jia Zhang and the third aunt.

He raised his foot and kicked.

Jia Zhang was kicked in the face first.

In an instant, two streams of blood spurted out of her nostrils.

The three aunts saw it and quickly climbed away.

When Xie Xiaoqi beat people, he didn't hold back.

What if she gets hurt by Xie Xiaoqi?

The three aunts lay down to hide from Xie Xiaoqi.

Xie Xiaoqi kicked over.

The three aunts crawled on the ground, their palms rubbing against the ground so hard that they felt burning.

Yan Bugui couldn't bear to see his wife suffer, so he hurried forward to stop Xie Xiaoqi.

"Xie Xiaoqi! Don't hit anyone!"

But now Xie Xiaoqi has become so bloodthirsty that he won't recognize anyone.

Xie Xiaoqi grabbed Yan Bugui by the collar.

He wanted to beat Yan Bugui as well.

Xie Xiaoqi clenched his fists and punched Yan Bugui again and again.

Yan Bugui's glasses were knocked off by Xie Xiaoqi.

Yan Bugui's eyes were beaten into a pair of black eyes.

Yan Bugui was scared.

he shouted.

"Help, help! Xie Xiaoqi has killed someone."

Yi Zhonghai resented Yan Bugui for not letting him manage the money.

So, he waited until Xie Xiaoqi beat Yan Bugui half to death before he came out to persuade him.

"Xie Xiaoqi, stop hitting me."

Yi Zhonghai stood in front of Yan Bugui.

Xie Xiaoqi glared at Yi Zhonghai.

"Uncle! How can you ask me to let them go?"

"Is this how Yan Bugui held the funeral for the old lady after receiving the money?"

"Look at this funeral hall, what does it look like?"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes dimmed.

He thought about himself.

The deaf old lady died and Xie Xiaoqi was still worried about her.

Who will take care of me when I die?

There is only Xie Xiaoqi, so he can't bear to see Xie Xiaoqi get into trouble.

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

"Xie Xiaoqi, the dead cannot be resurrected."

"You can't just take care of the dead and ignore the living!"

Xie Xiaoqi looked at Yi Zhonghai in disbelief.

He couldn't have imagined that Yi Zhonghai was also on Yan Bugui's side.

He was so angry that he pushed Yi Zhonghai away and quickly returned to his room.

Yi Zhonghai glared at Yan Bugui.

"Hurry up and lift up the old lady's coffin and put it away."

Yan Bugui refused to accept.

"Xie Xiaoqi beat us in vain?"

"Compensate!"

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly.

"Then go ask Xie Xiaoqi for it!"

How could Yan Bugui dare to do that?

He stopped talking for a moment.

Yi Zhonghai also left.

Yan Bugui looked at Yi Zhonghai's back and said "Puh".

He walked back to the table and said with a cold face.

"Let's continue the feast."

Jia Zhang and the third aunt also got up from the ground in disappointment.

They glared at each other and returned to their seats.

The deaf old lady's coffin was still lying on the ground.

The feast had begun again.

If it weren’t for the injuries on the faces of Jia Zhang and Yan Bugui.

It was as if what happened just now had never happened.

Jia Zhang scolded Qin Huairu.

"Bitch! You didn't help me just now."

The third aunt was sitting next to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu couldn't utter a word.

Jia Zhang looked at Qin Huairu without saying a word.

She was so angry that she slapped Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu felt ashamed to be beaten in front of so many people.

She covered her face, sobbed and ran away.

Banggeng was busy chewing pork elbow and had no time to care about the grudges between his grandmother and mother.

The third aunt stared at Jia Zhang fiercely.

This matter is not over yet!

He Yuzhu stood in the backyard and watched everything that happened in the middle yard.

He sneered a few times.

"What a bunch of beasts!"

……

It’s a hot day.

Everyone in the courtyard stayed at home to enjoy the cool air.

At this time, a woman came to the gate of the courtyard.

She was seen wearing a cheongsam.

The red cheongsam fits the woman's figure very closely.

Beneath the cheongsam, the woman's breasts were raised high, and they trembled as she walked.

Her waist is so thin that it seems like you can hug it with one hand.

The cheongsam wrapped around the woman's perky buttocks below her slender waist, which looked so round.

The woman was wearing a pair of high heels, which made a clacking sound when she walked.

She was wearing red lace gloves and carrying a small black cowhide bag.

She twisted her waist, moved her round buttocks slightly, and her legs stepped over the threshold of the courtyard and entered the door.

“This yard is quite nice.”

Xie Da Jiao looked at the yard and made a few comments.

“It’s just not very spacious, with walls on three sides, it’s so stuffy!”

Yan Bugui, who was watering flowers with his back to the courtyard gate, heard the noise.

He looked back.

Ah!

Where did this middle-aged woman come from?

The charm is still there.

Look at those curved eyebrows, they are like distant mountains, dark green without any touch.

A pair of pleasing peach blossom eyes, which can be happy or angry, and their eyes are charming.

The mouth has a wonderful color, a lovely scarlet, bright and tender.

Yan Bugui watched with his heart pounding.

He felt that his body was full of strength at this moment.

He suddenly thought of a sentence in "Songyin Manlu": It is natural for an old clam to produce such a bright pearl.

He took the initiative to step forward.

Yan Bugui, with black eyes, looked up at Xie Dajiao with a smile.

"Who are you looking for, comrade?"

Xie Da Jiao didn't notice that there was such a person in the yard.

She was startled.

She reacted and let out a coquettish sound.

"Oh, who is that? I'm scared to death."

She placed her hands on her chest and patted them slightly.

Following the movements of Xie Dajiao's hands, Yan Bugui's eyes fell on Xie Dajiao's towering chest.

Xie Da Jiao saw Yan Bugui's gaze.

She stretched out her hand in front of Yan Bugui.

"Hey, old glasses, what are you looking at?"

Yan Bugui smiled shyly.

This woman is quite spicy, he likes her.

Yan Bugui looked at Xie Dajiao infatuatedly.

He didn't even feel the water from the spray bottle flowing down his trouser legs.

"I saw 'The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, with white wrists as white as frost and snow'."

Yan Bugui recited a poem.

"Chichi."

Xie Da Jiao covered her mouth with her hands.

She rolled her eyes and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"You're quite flirty, old man with glasses."

"Let me ask you, who are you?"

Yan Bugui looked at Xie Dajiao like a pug seeing meat.

He was courteous to Xie Da Jiao.

"My name is Yan Bugui. I'm a teacher at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I've been teaching for many years."

"Yes, but they are all grown up, so it's no problem."

"Although I'm older than you, I'm in good health."

As he said this, Yan Bugui jumped twice on the spot.

"Ha ha!"

Xie Da Jiao bent over with laughter.

She hadn't said anything yet, but why did this person act like he wanted to go on a blind date?

"What do you think of me?"

Seeing Xie Da Jiao laughing happily, Yan Bugui asked Xie Da Jiao confidently.

Xie Da Jiao laughed so hard that tears came out.

She wiped her tears and pointed towards the third uncle's house.

"Is that your old woman in there?"

"She's looking at you!"

Yan Bugui looked back.

He saw the old lady with a painted face leaning against the window, glaring at him.

Yan Bugui turned around and smiled at Xie Dajiao.

"It's okay, let's ignore her."

"Really? Aren't you afraid of your old woman?"

"You are very brave!"

Xie Da Jiao looked at the third aunt walking towards her angrily.

"Your old lady is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bugui's ear was grabbed by the third aunt.

"Hey, elder sister, can you tell me where He Yuzhu lives?"

Xie Da Jiao took the opportunity to ask the third aunt.

The third aunt ignored this coquettish and beautiful woman.

She grabbed Yan Bugui's ear and carried him home.

Yan Bugui was taken home.

He stood at the door and refused to go in.

He endured the pain in his ears and spoke to Xie Da Jiao.

"He Yuzhu is in the backyard!"

Xie Da Jiao rolled his eyes.

"Old man, you are such a dead man. You are trying to imitate others' flirtations. Don't you see what kind of person you are?"

Xie Da Jiao patted her cheongsam and walked towards the central courtyard.