A Hodgepodge of Film and Television Worlds

I also wrote a piece of paper to him, let him take the meaning on this paper as the core, and then play freely.

"Yes, Brother Big Diao, I promise to complete the task!" Xu Damao stood upright, and he almost saluted Huang Chao who was sitting on the bed reading a book.

"Okay, go ahead, go directly to Qin Huairu's house, and see how you behave."

"understand!"

Xu Damao respectfully folded up the papers in his hands, put them away, then walked out of the guest room lightly, and closed the door of the guest room carefully, for fear of making any noise, which would disturb Brother Big Diao's quiet reading.

After coming out, Xu Damao rubbed his face, looked for the previous state, and then strode towards Qin Huairu's house in a big stride.

"Qin Huairu! Call me your stick!" Xu Damao shouted after clearing his throat, ensuring that everyone in the courtyard could hear:

"You didn't learn well at such a young age, you learned to steal! Qin Huairu, is this how you teach your children!"

When the three uncles heard Xu Damao's voice, they hurried out to take care of things.

Now at this time, it was dinner time, and people from all households were eating at home. Many people came out with their rice bowls in their hands. They came here with the mentality of watching a theater.

Qin Huairu's family is also eating, a few yellow noodle buns, some porridge and pickles.

Normally, the three children always think that there is not enough food in the bowl. Today is different. The little Sophora ate with the bowl for a long time. The porridge in the bowl is not missing a few grains of rice, which is obviously a snack. My stomach is full, I can't eat dinner.

Qin Huairu remembered what Sha Zhu had said to him when he came back from get off work in the evening: Bang Geng took his two younger sisters and put them outside the factory wall to be eaten as beggar chickens!

This half-grown child, where does he have the money to buy chickens to eat? It can't be stolen chickens!Qin Huairu was faintly worried, she put down the bowl, and asked:

"Banggen, your Uncle He said that you took your sister to eat a beggar chicken today, tell mom the truth, where did this chicken come from?"

"This stinking fool, you know how to file a complaint!" Bang Geng lowered his face and let the bowl cover his mouth, rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"What are you talking about!" Qin Huairu scolded angrily: "What can't you say out loud, and make such an ugly look!"

"Qin Huairu, why are you shouting so loudly!" Qin Huairu's mother-in-law Zhang also put down the bowl, and said to Qin Huairu, "Don't scare the child!"

"Mom! The stick may have stolen other people's chickens. It's not easy to raise a chicken these days. Losing a chicken is a big deal!"

Mrs. Zhang glared at Qin Huairu again: "What are you talking about! Is our stickman such a child?"

"Mom! Look at the oil on Xiaohuaihua's body. She hasn't eaten yet. If she is full outside, can she do this?"

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang was taken aback for a moment, then turned her face to the stick with a pleasing expression, and asked:

"Bang Ji, tell grandma the truth, did you steal the chicken?"

Stick swallowed the yellow-faced steamed buns in his mouth, his eyes flickered, and he took another sip of the porridge in the sea bowl, and finally he just shook his head and said:

"do not know".

Seeing BangGong's reaction, Mrs. Zhang also understood that the chicken-stealing thing was probably true. She turned her head and asked Xiaodang:

"Xiao Dang, tell grandma."

Xiao Dang glanced at his elder brother Stickong, then turned to look at Mrs. Zhang and said:

"I do not know either."

"Sophora japonica", Mrs. Zhang just turned her head when she heard Sophora japonica say in a childish voice:

"Grandma, the beggar chicken my brother made is delicious~"

Now that Mrs. Zhang confirmed the fact, Bang Geng lowered his head, and Qin Huairu pointed at Bang Geng:

"You careless brat, just get me into trouble!"

The stick is still stubborn:

"Mom! I really didn't steal this chicken. I picked it up in the front yard. If I didn't catch it, I ran away."

"I picked it up? It's still in our yard?! The person who lost the chicken asked, what should I say!" Qin Huairu gave the stick a hard look, and raised his hand as if to hit him, but in the end he gave up lightly. Fall lightly:

"You can still eat, you!"

"It's almost done. If the chicken ran away, it's because the family didn't take care of it. I think it ran outside the courtyard." Zhang glanced at the three children, and said with the final word:

"Banggen, Xiaodang, Sophora japonica, the three of you stay at home to do your homework after dinner, and you are not allowed to go out. Do you hear me?"

"Oh..."

"heard it.

"Well, do homework, I won't go out, grandma."

Qin Huairu estimated the money left in her pocket, and it was indeed not much. If she had to pay back the money for buying chickens, the family would probably have to drink northwest wind for the next half month. She sighed and shook her head. Shaking his head, he didn't say anything else, he was acquiescing to her mother-in-law Zhang's handling method.

She rubbed her temples, thinking about how to confuse this matter, if the person who lost the chicken came to her house and asked, she would have to make up a story to evade it.

[There is no evidence, it should be fine...]

After finishing the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, Qin Huairu put down the bowl and thought about it.

Unexpectedly, a shout suddenly came from the courtyard outside the door:

"Qin Huairu! Call me your stick!"

"You didn't learn well at such a young age, you learned to steal! Qin Huairu, is this how you teach your children!"

After understanding the meaning of these words, Qin Huairu immediately panicked, she felt dizzy for a while, and her temples bulged.