Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 15 Kick Jia Zhang

Hurrying quickly, when Wang Weidong arrived at the Intermediate Court, the meeting had just started.

Uh... It's not just the beginning, but they are all waiting for the "culprit" Wang Weidong.

Young and old, a group of old women, and a few little kids running around in the courtyard, all of them are here.

In the crowd, there is an Eight Immortals table and three long benches.

The three elders in charge of the courtyard still put on the air of a big patriarch.

Sha Zhu stood in the middle of the crowd in a daze, with his head down and his toes staring, his eyes flickering.

On his red and swollen cheek, a scratch extended from the corner of the eye to the corner of the mouth, and several strands of hair were pulled off, exposing his scalp.

It should have been done by that vicious woman of the Jiazhang family.

But this matter is supposed to have nothing to do with Shazhu, why is Shazhu beaten?
Wang Weidong listened to everyone's discussion.

Knowing that just now Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang whispered in Shazhu's ear, as if asking Shazhu to do something.

Sha Zhu shook his head again and again, expressing his refusal.

Two days ago, if Wei Dong hadn't spoken for me in the security department, I would have been arrested a long time ago.

Jia Zhang was furious all of a sudden, and shot at Shazhu.

The result became like this.

But I didn't see Qin Huairu, so he should be taking care of Bang Geng in the hospital.

He Yushui stood next to Sha Zhu, staring at him angrily, and she also felt that it was Sha Zhu's fault.

Qin Huairu is such a good person, but Bang Geng is still a child, so it is really wrong for Sha Zhu not to help the Jia family.

Jia Zhang quarreled with Shazhu a few words, but still felt that it was not enough, so he rushed forward and output to Shazhu.

Regardless of her age, she is the fattest person in the courtyard.

The strength is not small, He Yushui can't hold back.

Shazhu is a big master, even under the watchful eyes of everyone, he can't fight back.

In less than 2 minutes, two cuts were added to the face, the collar was torn, and the belt was pulled off, revealing the red trousers.

Little girls and young wives cover their eyes and peek through their fingers.

Xu Damao raised his fist excitedly: "Take it off, take it off, take off his pants, and see if there are eggs."

Seeing Wang Weidong squeezed into the crowd, everyone's expression froze.

They don't want to see the Jia family bullying honest people.

When Jia Zhang saw Wang Weidong, he let Shazhu go.

With an angry look on his face, he wanted to rush forward to output to Wang Weidong, but he was a little timid.

He could only stand by the side with his head bowed.

There were more and more people, and Jia Xudong was also carried out.

He was lying on the door panel, staring at Wang Weidong with angry eyes, wishing to tear Wang Weidong alive.

Seeing that everyone is here, the second uncle, official fan, knocked on the table: "Everyone be quiet, the meeting is now."

"Today, a tragedy happened in our compound. The stick was playing at Wang Weidong's house and was caught in a mouse cage."

"I'm still lying in the hospital now, and the doctor said that there may be sequelae."

"Next, I invite the uncle to speak."

After speaking, the second uncle picked up the ceramic tea mug, blew twice, and took a sip, full of official style.

Good guy, I describe breaking into someone's house and stealing things as fun.

These old guys in the courtyard house are playing very well with moral kidnapping!

The elder Yi Zhonghai looked around gloomyly, but he was a little disappointed that he didn't see the person he expected to appear.

He gave Big Mom a wink.

Then he straightened his face and looked at Wang Weidong: "Weidong, tell me what's going on."

"What's going on? How do I know!" Wang Weidong pretended to be at a loss.

Then he turned around and faced the onlookers with a sincere expression on his face:
"Gentlemen and aunts, tell me, is it wrong for me to put the mousetrap in my room?"

The eyes of the onlookers flickered, their mouths opened, and they wanted to speak, but no sound came out.

Some even lowered their heads, not daring to meet Wang Wei's gaze.

Alas, these people are used to being bullied by the Jia family!Wang Weidong sighed in his heart.

Jia Zhang ran to Wang Weidong, his eyes burst out with hatred:

"You lied, the doctor said that it was not a mouse cage at all, but a trap for animals, specially used to catch wild wolves."

"Wang Weidong, you bastard, you are so cruel, you actually treat my grandson like a wild wolf."

"He deliberately murdered my eldest grandson!"

"My lords, you have to make decisions for me!"

Everyone still kept their mouths tightly shut, without saying a word, allowing Jia Zhang's piercing voice to cut through the night.

They cannot lie in good conscience.

Wang Weidong sneered twice: "Whether it's a mouse cage or a trap for animals, I put it in my home, is there any problem?"

"Think about it with your conscience!"

Everyone hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"That's right, the mouse cage was kept in Wang Weidong's house, and the stick went to steal something and stepped on it. How can this be none of Wang Weidong's business!"

"The Jia family is just too domineering!"

"They have bullied us all these years!"

The uncle also knew that Jia's family didn't care, if this continues, Bang Geng's foot will be injured in vain.

Glancing at Sha Zhu: "Si Zhu, do you think Wang Weidong is authentic in doing such a thing?"

The uncle now only hopes that Shazhu can show his bullying to Wang Weidong like he used to bully other people.

Make Wang Weidong submit with fists and kicks.

However, to the great master's disappointment, Sha Zhu lowered his head and was digging out a courtyard with his feet on the ground.

Yes, thugs, gone!
The uncle could only have a cheeky face, and said flatly: "Whether it is a mouse cage or a trap for animals, since the tragedy happened, it is meaningless to pursue these things."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Jia Zhang with a sinister face: "Old lady Jia, you are the head of the Jia family, so tell me how Wang Weidong can make up for his mistakes."

Jia Zhang and Jia Xudong didn't want Wang Weidong to go to jail at first, they just wanted to take the opportunity to extort a sum of money.

Mrs. Jia Zhang said viciously, "Wang Weidong, my grandson's leg may be disabled. I want to break your leg too, and I need 300 yuan."

The average family can't save 300 yuan a year.

When everyone heard the words, they were all in an uproar.

Jia Zhang's is too outrageous, and it costs 300 yuan to break Wang Weidong's leg.

This is simply too much.

Seeing the lion of Jia's family opening his mouth, the elder man's face suddenly became gloomy. He picked up the ceramic jar, knocked on the table, and said seriously to Jia Zhang: "Be careful, this is not the old society, and lynching is illegal."

Jiazhang's expression froze, and he no longer mentioned the matter of breaking his leg, but he still wanted Wang Weidong to pay 300 yuan.

Although Wang Weidong didn't want to make trouble, he couldn't let others bully him, so he said "Bah" with a cold face.

Jiazhang was furious, and rushed forward to attack Wang Weidong.

As a veteran of the army, Wang Weidong could not allow an old godly woman to show her teeth and claws in front of him.

With a flying kick in the air, Jia Zhangshi was kicked half a meter away.

The pain caused Jia Zhang to lie on the ground, moaning.

"Wang Weidong, do you still have a bit of filial piety? How could you beat the old man!" Yi Zhonghai scowled, stood up, and scolded angrily.

"Grandpa, your ass is too crooked, didn't you see that she hit me first?" Wang Weidong sneered.

The uncle was speechless for a moment, knowing that he had hit the iron plate today, his face darkened.

However, when he saw Da Ma leading a woman over, he was overjoyed.

That woman is none other than Director Wang of the Sub-district Office.

In the past, as long as the street office came forward, these residents in the courtyard would be like little sheep, obedient and obedient.

After all, the street office has the power to drive people out of the courtyard.

"Director Wang, you came just in time, this Wang Weidong is too outrageous!" The old man hurried up to meet him.

Director Wang had a cold expression on his face: "Yi Zhonghai, I know the whole thing. In my opinion, Comrade Wang Weidong is not wrong."

She cursed in her heart, this Yi Zhonghai is really ignorant, doesn't he know that Wang Weidong is the nephew of the director of the rolling mill?

"What?" The old man rubbed his ears with a look of disbelief.

The relationship between him and the director of the street office has always been good, and he often walks around.

In case of trouble, Director Wang will often help.

How could it be today.
Is it
The uncle thought of one thing, and his face turned pale.

When Wang Weidong came to the courtyard, Director Wang personally sent it!
This kid has roots!
When the uncle rolled his eyes, he suddenly came to his senses and put on a sanctimonious look.

"It's because I didn't think carefully."

After finishing speaking, he turned to the public: "Today's incident was completely a misunderstanding. Bangjo slipped into Wang Weidong's room to play, and was caught in a mousetrap!"

"Wang Weidong and the Jia family are not at fault, so the compensation will be waived!"

"Everyone, let's go!"

His words exploded in Jia Zhang's mind like thunder, making her tremble all over.

"Yi Zhonghai, you forgot"

In the middle of speaking, Yi Zhonghai stared back fiercely.

Originally, it was your family who ignored it. I only helped you because of Qin Huairu's face.

Now Director Wang has come forward and the result has been decided, how dare you know what is good or bad, you old godmother!
Jia Zhang also realized that Wang Weidong was not easy to mess with, so he could only stand in the cold wind with a vicious expression on his face.

Things just turned around.

As a result, the stick is really lame.

Well, happy.

Let's eat fried dough sticks tomorrow morning.

(End of this chapter)