The Siheyuan of the Young Educated Youth

Qi Feifei said this and bent down to open the door of the chicken coop.

Old Mrs. Song rushed up from behind with a sweeping broom and hit Qi Feifei in a panic.

"How dare you grab my dick! Fuck you, let me go, fuck you..."

Qi Feifei didn't care what she said. He quickly grabbed the chicken and didn't let go, then ran out.

Old Mrs. Song chased after him and scolded him.

Holding the broom to sweep the kang, he cried out.

"Fuck you, put me down right now, you little slut, wait till I catch up with you, I'll tear your fuck to pieces..."

Qi Feifei ran around the village carrying a chicken. The chicken was frightened and clucked, and its arms moved up and down as Qi Feifei waved his arms.

Qi Feifei was not too far from Old Mrs. Song, and would turn around and say something from time to time,

"Your dog beat up my dog, so I'm using your chicken as a scapegoat. That's already a bargain for you, what else do you want?

You don’t need to exchange your family’s food for me. Keep it for Wang Bin’s arm. After all, human arms are quite important.”

……

The noise along the way was very lively and many people came out to watch the fun.

Everyone was talking about it.

"This is really a case of stealing a chicken but losing the rice.

Not only did they not get to eat the dog meat, they also had to give away two chickens.”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this old Song woman is really good at scolding people."

"With your old arms and legs, how can you catch up with a little girl?"

"This little girl is really amazing. She dares to touch Old Lady Song's things."

"Why would she be afraid? After she takes it and leaves, can Old Mrs. Song still go to her house and scold her?"

……

Old Mrs. Song was scolding and chasing away, and she was so tired that she was out of breath.

He didn't stop talking.

If you can't hit him, you have to scold him enough.

Qi Feifei stood in front and shouted, "Wang Bin's arm was broken by your son, how much food are you going to give him?

I'll get it back for him later."

Old Mrs. Song kept cursing.

"Fuck you, he deserves it for not being able to beat him, why should he pay compensation, he deserves the discount, he is incompetent."

Qi Feifei took a few steps back.

"Fellow villagers, everyone has heard it!

She said she deserved it because she couldn't win, and she's a witness to that."

As she spoke, she twisted the chickens' necks and put them on the ground. The two chickens fluttered around and stopped moving.

Qi Feifei took a few steps to the firewood pile next to him, pulled out a large branch, and dug hard, and the wood as thick as a bowl broke.

When Old Mrs. Song saw Qi Feifei put the chicken on the ground, she ran over to grab it.

Qi Feifei swung his stick over.

Those who were watching the fun were all frightened and screamed.

Old Mrs. Song felt a gust of strong wind blowing across her face.

With a cry of "Ouch", he sat down on the ground.

The tip of his nose was scratched and bleeding.

Burning pain.

Qi Feifei smashed the ground with his stick, creating a hole in the snow.

Snow and dirt flew everywhere.

Old Mrs. Song leaned on the ground with her hands and pushed her legs backwards.

He looked at Qi Feifei with horror.

Qi Feifei dragged his stick and approached step by step.

"You think you deserved it for not being able to fight? I'm a better fighter than your son. Believe it or not, if I hit you with a stick, you'll be more obedient than those two chickens."

Qi Feifei's eyes were sharp and his face was full of murderous intent.

Old Mrs. Song trembled, "You don't deserve it, you don't deserve it, I'll pay, I'll pay."

Qi Feifei, "Then how much will you compensate him?"

Old Mrs. Song: "Compensation, compensation..."

After paying the compensation, what will her family eat?

Qi Feifei, "His arm is broken and he can't go to class.

Broken bones for a hundred days.

I don’t ask much from you, just give him three months’ worth of food.

For nutrition expenses, please give me ten dollars. At least I can buy some big bones and chicken or something to supplement my diet.

After all, vegetables won’t grow well if they only eat bran.”

Old Mrs. Song still wanted to bargain.

Qi Feifei swung the big wooden stick in the air a few times.

A stick that big is just like the small wooden stick that children play with.

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Old Mrs. Song had no choice but to admit it first.

How could she have the money!

"Wait a minute, I'll go lend you some money."

As she said this, she ran towards Captain Yao's house.

Just as the onlookers were about to disperse, they heard a quarrel breaking out in Captain Yao's house.

Old Mrs. Song yelled loudly, "If it weren't for your old girl asking Song Quan to go..."

He stopped abruptly before he finished his sentence.

Everyone moved towards Captain Yao's house curiously.

When everyone arrived at the gate of the Yao family, old Mrs. Song had already come out happily.

Hand the ten dollars to Qi Feifei.

"I've given you the money. Everyone has seen it. You can't come to me again."

Qi Feifei followed her home to weigh the grain.

In that era, a person didn’t have much food in a year, not even a bag of corn for three months.

Qi Feifei carried the bag of corn and Wang Bin carried two chickens with his good hand, and the two returned to school.

Although Wang Bin didn't have much stuff, one of his arms couldn't move, so Qi Feifei couldn't carry it all.

Qi Feifei, "I'm going to go to the reservoir construction site first. If Lin Ge goes back, it would be great if there's a car to take him back. I'll come over and give you a ride."

Wang Bin felt a little embarrassed and asked Qi Feifei to help him again.

"Thank you. I will definitely repay you in the future."

Qi Feifei smiled and said, "Okay, I'll remember it first."

After saying that, he rushed to the reservoir construction site.

After all this commotion, it will probably be noon by the time we get to the reservoir construction site. I don’t know if I can leave today.

When we arrived at the construction site, we got good news.

Liu Weimin was a nice guy. When he heard that Lin Ge was pregnant, he approved a carriage for her and asked Wang Zhongping to send her back safely.

After discussion, they decided to leave the next morning, find a place to stay at night, and return home rich and prosperous on the third day.

After all, pregnant forest pigeons cannot be too tired or too cold.

Qi Feifei went for a walk in the surrounding mountains in the afternoon and entered the courtyard.

I went to see Doubao first.

Doubao lay there obediently with his injured leg resting on the other leg.

Take a nap with your eyes closed.

"Dao" lay beside it and looked at it.

Qi Fei flew over, "Dao" stood up, and Doubao also remembered.

Qi Feifei held it down and gently stroked Doubao's neck.

"Take good care of yourself."

Qi Feifei made another pot of meat porridge for Doubao.

I washed a cucumber and ate it.

Then I went to see the new member, the foal.

The foal was scared at first, but "Yun" stayed with it the whole time.

Now it is leisurely eating grass on the grass.

The foal is a little thin and has long hair.

But it is very beautiful, with a dark red color, a white head and four white hooves.

Still a filly.

Qi Feifei didn't go near, just watched from a distance.

Well, I also need a mount.

Humph! If you dare to touch her dog, you will have to pay the price.

Qi Feifei finished all the work in the courtyard before going out and returning to the reservoir construction site.

The next day, Wang Zhongping drove a horse-drawn carriage and took Qi Feifei and Lin Ge to Kaoshan Brigade.

When we arrived at school, Captain Yao had already returned.

Two people were left at the town clinic to take care of the Song brothers.

The Song brothers have woken up. They only had superficial injuries and will heal after some rest.

I’m just worried that my health will not be good in the future, I’ll lose too much blood, and I’ll get too cold, which will hurt my body.

However, Captain Yao would not tell this to Old Mrs. Song.

He also asked those who went with him not to tell anyone, for fear that Mrs. Song would not be able to accept it for the time being.