Siheyuan: Make room for Qin Huairu? I want to fart and eat!

“Mom, why did you go?”
Qin Huairu asked quickly.
She twitched her nose a few times, feeling the stench, and looked at Jia Zhang with a strange expression.
“I poured the feces from the public toilet onto the iron gate.”
Jia Zhang said triumphantly.
“what?”
Qin Huairu was startled, and immediately couldn’t help laughing.
Zhang Tie will look at the door tomorrow, and his face will definitely turn green.
The fecal water freezes on the door, which is not easy to clean.
Taking revenge on Zhang Tie, Qin Huairu was also happy.
The two are getting ready for bed.
boom!
boom!
boom!
bang!
Three big stones, like a trebuchet, smashed through the windows of Jia’s house.
One of them happened to hit, the portrait of Jia Dongxu on the wall.
The portrait fell to the ground, and the frame was cracked.
The window was broken, and the cold wind was blowing into the house.
Both Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu felt their heads go cold.
The two quickly got up from the bed and turned on the light to check the situation.
Seeing the messy hall, both of them turned dark.
“Dongxu, my Dongxu.”
Jia Zhang hurriedly picked up the photo frame on the ground, her hand holding the photo frame was shaking.
“Mom, it’s Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie took revenge on us.” Qin Huairu’s heart sank.
The revenge came too fast and too violent.
The window was smashed, it was so cold at night, Zhang Tie’s heart was so poisonous.
“That bastard Zhang Tie must have done it!”
Jia Zhang’s teeth were about to be gritted, and he went out angrily to find Zhang Tie to settle accounts.
“Mom, block the windows first, otherwise the sticks and the others will catch a cold.”
Qin Huairu said anxiously.
Jia Zhang was angry, ignored it, and ran to Zhang Tie’s door.
“Zhang Tie, get out!”
“You wicked bastard, you must die!”
“Get out!”
Jia Zhang wanted to kick the door, but seeing Zhang Tiemen’s feces, she had nowhere to step.
“What’s the matter? The noise at night made it difficult for people to sleep.”
Residents of the courtyard house responded loudly, expressing their dissatisfaction.
“Zhang Tie, a bastard, smashed the window of my house with a stone. Do you think he deserves to die!”
“Poor Dongxu’s photo frames, he smashed them all.”
Jiazhang was anxious and angry, making a lot of noise.
Residents of the courtyard house couldn’t stop sleeping, and got up one after another to check what was going on.
Seeing that there were three big holes in the windows of Jia’s house, everyone talked about it.
“Who did this immoral thing?”
“It’s too muddy, the windows are broken, and it’s so cold, can people still live in the house?”
“There are more and more strange things in the courtyard, and there is no time to stop.”
Uncle Yi Zhonghai hasn’t come back yet.
The second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Fugui felt headaches when they saw Jia Zhangshi and Zhang Tie pinching each other again.
Click!
Only then did Zhang Tie walk out slowly.
“Zhang Tie, you bastard, smashed the window of my house, you will die!”
Jia Zhang pointed at Zhang Tie and cursed.
Zhang Tie rubbed his eyes: “Old godmother, what are you talking about?”
“What broke your windows? I can’t understand.”
“Don’t play dumb for me, you must have smashed it. I smashed the dung into your house, and you deliberately retaliated against me!”
Jia Zhang shouted angrily.
Zhang Tie glanced at the door of his own house, and quickly pinched his nose: “It stinks, old godmother, you are disgusting.”
Walking out the door, Zhang Tie looked at a dozen or so scattered people: “Everyone heard it, the feces at the gate of my house was poured by Mrs. Zhang.”
“I splashed it, what’s wrong?” Jia Zhang asked.The tone is very horizontal.
“It’s nothing, lose money.”
Zhang Tie said lightly.
“Losing money? You think well!”
“You smashed the window of my house, you have to lose money!”
“At least you have to pay me twenty yuan, or else you won’t be able to sleep well tonight!”
Jia Zhang stretched out his hand.
“Old godmother, I didn’t smash the windows of your house, don’t pour sewage on me.”
Zhang Tie denied it.
“It was you who smashed it, and there is no one else but you.” Jia Zhang viciously gouged out Zhang Tie with his eyes.
Zhang Tie waved his hand: “Don’t talk about that.”
“Will you pay for pouring dung and water at the gate of my house?”
“No compensation!”
“Okay, which big brother will help me run an errand to call the police, and I will give him one… fifty cents.”
Zhang Tie yelled, took out fifty cents and held it high in his hand.
Originally, he was going to call for a dollar.
I used Yi Zhonghai’s money to find someone to call the police, and it was easy to call.
Think about it, you can buy a lot of things for one dollar, and if you give one for an errand, you can’t live well.
3: Send Jia Zhang to detention, and Qin Huairu to wash the excrement water!
“I go.”
Yan Jiecheng raised his hand.
After taking the fifty cents from Zhang Tie’s hand, Le’s mouth was crooked.
Sure enough, Zhang Tie was rich, and he could get fifty cents for running an errand, which was appropriate.
No wonder Yu Li kept running to Zhang Tie’s house.
With Zhang Tie’s lavish personality, maybe Yu Li has already earned a lot of money in his pocket.
Yan Jiecheng thought secretly.
“Slow down, don’t rush to call the police.”
Liu Haizhong stopped him: “Report to the police twice a day, what does it look like?”
Yan Fugui went on to say: “We should try our best to solve the matter in the courtyard, and the family scandal must not be publicized.”
Zhang Tie pouted.
Why didn’t I see you stand up just now.
You have to call the police, and your reputation will be affected before you know you have to solve the problem.
“Zhang Tie, everyone take a step back, or forget it.”
Liu Haizhong said after consideration.
“Someone threw feces on the gate of my house. If you just say forget it, let me stop. This is not acceptable.”
Zhang Tie refused. Say; from!, stay! Stay*: #>!; &/absolutely.
Yan Fugui looked at Mrs. Jia Zhang: “We are all neighbors, and only by being humble to each other can we live a good life…”
Before Yan Fugui could speak, Jia Zhang shouted excitedly: “No way!”
“If Zhang Tie doesn’t lose money, it won’t work for anyone!”
Spit sprayed Yan Fugui’s face.
Yan Fugui wiped his glasses and took a few steps back.
Zhang Tie waved at Yan Jiecheng, signaling Yan Jiecheng to call the police.
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