I messed up the Siheyuan

Having lived in the same courtyard for so many years, Sha Zhu knew very well what kind of person Yan Fugui was.

He has his eyes on the roast chicken in his hand!

So, Sha Zhu teased with a bit of disdain: "Uncle San, your nose is as bad as a dog's.

Just smell it and you know what it is?"

"Silly Zhu!..." Yan Fugui was unhappy, "Uncle San can hear it, you are calling him a dog!

Well! ... Uncle has lived for decades, but this is the first time he has been scolded like this!

No, you have to compensate me!

The third uncle doesn't want anything else.

Just give me the roast chicken in your hand."

"Hey!... Uncle!" Sha Zhu was unhappy, "You are so awesome!

I just opened my mouth to say something and you took advantage of me!"

"Zhu Zi, what does 'climbing up the pole' mean?" Yan Fugui pestered, "You were the one who scolded me first. What's the matter? Do you think you are right to scold others?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!..." Sha Zhu said impatiently: "Uncle, don't try this on me.

How come you are learning from Aunt Jia in the Central Courtyard?

You're going to make a fuss about this, aren't you? "

These words made Yan Fugui's face slightly red.

But the tempting aroma of roast chicken at the tip of his nose made him reluctant to give it up.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu shook the oil paper bag in his hand and directly refused: "Uncle, this half roast chicken is prepared for my wife.

You...are being missed.

Oh! ...By the way...

This half roasted chicken was brought by Xu Damao when I was drinking at Pingzi's house.

The other half, maybe... is still in Xu Damao's house!

If you really miss him, you can go to Pingzi's house and look for Xu Damao."

After saying that, he waved his arm fiercely, shook off Yan Fugui's hand, and walked towards the Chuihua Gate.

Looking at Sha Zhu's receding back, and turning to look in the direction of Pingzi's house, Yan Fugui hesitated.

There's no point in continuing to tangle with Shazhu.

That boy was stupid and stubborn to begin with.

If he says he won’t give it to me, then I definitely can’t give it to you.

But he felt a little scared when he went to Pingzi's house to bother Xu Damao!

The relationship between me and Heizi has not eased yet!

If you go to someone's house so rashly, you might end up humiliating yourself and getting scolded.

Just when he was in a dilemma, something suddenly occurred to him...

Can Xu Damao still stay at Pingzi's house for another night?

I'm just standing here and waiting for him to come out, is that not okay?

But just as he came up with the idea and before he had time to be happy, he suddenly felt a pain in his stomach like a churning sea...

Ouch! ...

Yan Fugui wanted to run to the toilet, but he was afraid that Xu Damao would take advantage of this opportunity to come out of Wang Ping's house.

Finally, he had no choice but to rush back home.

In the room!

The third aunt was sitting on a chair, mending a shirt.

Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang, and Yan Jiedi were lying on the dining table doing their homework.

Yan Jiecheng lay on the kang in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Seeing Yan Fugui coming in, several people looked up in surprise and looked at him with confusion.

"Boss, didn't you go to the toilet? Why are you back?" asked the third aunt.

"Stop talking nonsense!... Hurry!..." Yan Fugui shouted at the third aunt, "Old woman, go to the yard and keep an eye on it...

If Xu Damao comes out of Pingzi's house, you must find a way to hold him back and wait for me to come back."

"Staring at Xu Damao?" Auntie was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yan Fugui in confusion, "Why are you staring at him?"

"Xu Damao should have half a roast chicken. Let's think of a way to get it for him."

The two words "roast chicken" instantly made the atmosphere in the house explode.

The third aunt threw the needle and thread in her hand aside and stood up.

Yan Jiecheng jumped up directly from the bed.

Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi also stopped doing their homework.

Everyone stared at Yan Fugui with scorching eyes, waiting for him to give further explanation.

As a result, the old guy cried out "ouch", covered his stomach and ran away.

This made the whole family look at each other in shock.

Yan Jie Di is the youngest and the smartest.

She said to the third aunt, "Mom, you'd better go to the yard and keep an eye on it!

Don't stop Damao for a while, and let him run away."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!..." The three aunts responded several times and rushed out immediately.

But, in the house...

Yan Jiecheng lay down for a while and then sat up again.

Then, I lay down again, and sat up again...

Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekuang and Yan Jiedi were still doing their homework.

But the homework is always wrong...

Finally, the four of them who couldn't calm down discussed...

Got it!

Let’s not stay in the house anymore, let’s just go out and go block Xu Damao with mom!

As a result, a rare and wonderful sight appeared in the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

The five members of the Yan family stood at the door of their house with a menacing look.

They stared at Wang Ping's family across the street with sharp eyes, without blinking.

......

Xu Damao's alcohol tolerance is very average.

Almost all the neighbors in Compound No. 95 know this.

no way!

This guy always gets drunk every time he attends a drinking party.

The same is true today.

After Sha Zhu left, the two of them had just a few drinks when Xu Damao's tongue started to become less flexible.

Wang Ping was afraid that he would get drunk here and would have to go through the trouble of carrying him home, so he hurriedly ended the banquet and sent him away.

Xu Damao's face flushed red, and he swayed his body. He said goodbye to Wang Ping and staggered towards the Chuihua Gate.

But as he walked, he felt something was wrong.

Why were the five members of the Yan family standing at the door of their house, staring at me?

When he came closer, the whole family surrounded him.

"Ugh!..." Xu Damao drunkenly took a sip of wine, then raised his hand and pointed at the three aunts opposite him and said, "Third aunt, what are you doing?

What? You want to rape me again?

Ah! ...No! ...

It is a robbery of the way, not a robbery of sex."

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!..." The third aunt's face turned slightly red. She said "Pooh" more than ten times and said angrily: "Da Mao, I'm so old, you can't play such a joke on me, right?"

"Ugh!... Ugh!..."

Xu Damao looked at the rough, dark face of Auntie San and suddenly felt his stomach churning.

He dry heaved for a while, and although he didn't vomit, he felt much better.

He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said impatiently: "Third Aunt, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly.

I drank a little too much today, I have to go back and lie down for a while. "

"Ah!...I..." Auntie opened her mouth.

Yan Fugui just said one sentence and ran away.

But he didn't say anything about what was going on!

The three aunts, who didn't understand the situation, hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a word.

She doesn't know what to say?

This situation made Xu Damao a little confused.

"Third Aunt, what's going on? Can you tell me?"