Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 46 Sorry, your family is not a poor household

After a punch, Wang Tiedan slapped again, still unable to let go of his hatred.

"PIA PIA PIA"

Don't look at Wang Tiedan is just a primary school student, only about ten years old.

It looks like a calf, more than one meter tall, with arms as thick as a small tree trunk.

Wang Weidong was a little curious. In these years, what is his family doing to raise a child so strong?
Jia Zhang took painkillers all day long, his body was already weak, and he was no match for the calf at all.

Just two slaps slapped her so hard that she couldn't find North and South.

"Teacher Ran is so good, if you still dare to scold her, I will kick you to death!"

After Wang Tiedan slapped his hands, he was still angry, and kicked Jia Zhang's feet hard.

Jia Zhang could only hold his leg and scream.

Seeing Jia Zhang being beaten, Qin Huairu immediately asked Teacher Ran for help.

Teacher Ran was furious and ignored her.

"Wang Weidong, we live in a compound, you still don't want to help us move away!" Qin Huairu shouted at Wang Weidong.

Wang Weidong smiled triumphantly, picked up a handful of melon seeds, and continued to knock.

"Well, these melon seeds are really fragrant."

Bang Geng squatted on the ground, watching Jia Zhang being beaten, expressionless.

Qin Huairu could only stroke his sleeves, and went up to pull Wang Tiedan.

Seeing Qin Huairu coming to help, Jiazhang yelled viciously: "Qin Huairu, kill this little thief!"

The three of them were in a mess.

Two fists were defeated by four hands, and seeing that Wang Tiedan was obviously not a match for two, Wang Weidong could only put the melon seeds in his pocket again, ready to go up and make a big effort.

"boom!"

The door was kicked open.

A ray of light cut through the air, roared, and rushed towards Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang dodged subconsciously.

"Crack!" A butcher's knife flew past her cheek and plunged straight into the desk behind her.

The handle of the knife trembled and buzzed.

Everyone was terrified, and Wang Weidong also looked up to the door.

A tall man walked in with an angry face.

He has a fat head and big ears, a shiny bald head, a fleshy face, and bright red blood stains on his black shiny ripped cotton jacket.

From far away, Wang Weidong could smell a stench.

"Who dares to touch my iron egg, I don't want to live anymore!" The bald head strode into the room, stretched out his big oil-stained hands, picked up Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu like chickens, and threw them aside.

He pulled up Wang Tiedan, patted the dust off Wang Tiedan's body, and said dotingly, "Don't be afraid, Tie Dan, dad is here!"

I'm afraid. The bald head didn't see how his son beat Jia Zhang just now.

Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, who were thrown aside, looked at the bald man, a little shivering, shrinking their necks, not daring to say a word.

It was Teacher Ran who stepped forward and said with a smile, "Are you the parent of classmate Wang Tiedan?"

"That's right, I, Wang Gangzhu, do all the pig raising and slaughtering in Nanshi Commune." The bald man smiled shyly and rubbed his bald head with his big hands, a little proud.

It turned out that he was a butcher who slaughtered pigs. No wonder he could raise his son like a calf. Wang Weidong knew it well.

"You must be Mr. Ran, my iron egg is thanks to you for taking care of me."

The bald man said as he pulled out a half-foot-long pig's tail from his padded jacket.

Handed it to Teacher Ran, with a simple and honest face: "Mr. Ran, I don't have any good things at home, but there are some pig offal. This pig tail, you can take it back and make soup. It's a great supplement, so don't dislike it."

The pig's tail was covered with light and short black hair, and the wound was still dripping with blood. Wang Gangzhu was holding it in his hand like a long worm whose head had been severed.

Wang Weidong thought it was intrusive looking at it, but Ran Qiuye's eyes lit up, he reached out to take it, and carefully put it in his cloth pocket.

Wang Weidong was surprised at first, but then he thought, these days, he rarely eats meat for a whole year, and pig tails are more precious than bird's nests in later generations.

Ran Qiuye, an intellectual, also wanted to eat, so he didn't find it strange.

"Mr. Ran, did my Tie Dan get into trouble at school? Don't worry, I'll fix him when I get back!" said the bald man in a good-humored voice.

Teacher Ran said with a smile: "It's not the fault of Tie Dan, it is"

Teacher Ran explained the matter in detail.

The bald man's face suddenly became gloomy, and he turned his head to look at Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his mouth was grinning wide, revealing his teeth blackened and greasy by tobacco smoke.

"What do you say about this?"

"What should we do?" Jia Zhang was naturally a little afraid of this big man, and took a step back.

Qin Huairu stood up, puffed out her chest, and said angrily: "What should I do, your child beat my stick like this, and even beat my mother."

"You still use a butcher's knife to commit murder, report it to the police station, and they will definitely arrest you."

As she said that, she frowned, guessed, and looked like she had suffered a big loss: "Well, if you pay us 5 catties of pork, this matter will be settled."

"What? Five catties of pork?" The bald man stared at Qin Huairu like he was looking at a fool.

He picked up the butcher's knife and said with a sneer, "You know I'm a butcher, so it's normal to carry a butcher's knife with me?"

"When I was at the door, I heard a big white fat pig in the house, snorting, and I thought it was the pig from the commune that ran here."

"If you're not careful, the butcher's knife will come out of your hand."

As he said that, he stared at Qin Huairu fiercely: "Can you blame me?"

Not to mention, Mrs. Jia Zhang really looks fat and big ears, like a big white pig.

But this reason is too ridiculous. Wang Weidong couldn't help applauding in his heart.

It seems that this Wang Gangzhu is not as simple and honest as he appears on the surface, he should also be a villain.

The villain is against the villain, and now there is a good show to watch.

"You you." Qin Huairu was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Mrs. Jia Zhang mustered up her courage, stood up, pouted her lips: "Then your child hit the stick, is it a misunderstanding?"

"That's him for stealing! If you steal something, you deserve to be beaten, and you deserve to be beaten to death!" The bald man had a fierce look on his face.

"Isn't it just a few stationery, need to kill it?" After Jia Zhang finished speaking, he slapped his head suddenly, as if he remembered something.

Glaring at Teacher Ran: "You little girl, why don't you give me a new pencil for my stick?"

She had asked clearly just now that many students in the class gave out new pencils, new notebooks, and new erasers, but they did not give out sticks.

Teacher Ran said with a straight face: "This is what the donor means. They said that only children from poor families can receive donations."

"A poor family? My family is not poor enough? I have three children, only a dozen yuan a month, and there are still men to support." With tears in her eyes, Qin Huairu instantly transformed into a pig's feet in a bitter drama.

If it wasn't for Mrs. Jia Zhang standing beside her, she would have blamed her mother-in-law if she couldn't tell.

Teacher Ran was very angry: "Whether it is a poor family or not is not up to me, nor is it up to you. We have regulations here. Families with a monthly per capita income of less than five yuan are considered poor."

Qin Huairu works in a factory with a monthly salary of 15 yuan, plus the monthly disability subsidy that the factory gives to Jia Xudong. Of course, she cannot be regarded as a poor household.

Of course, this disability subsidy was held in Jia Zhang's hands, and Qin Huairu had never seen it before.

Before donating, Wang Weidong had already checked the regulations on poor families, so he knew about it.

I sneered in my heart, even if my things were thrown into the water, it wouldn't be cheap to stick to this white-eyed wolf.

"Then what about this fat big brother? His children eat greasy mouths, and they are considered poor families." Qin Huairu stared and questioned.

　I went for a booster injection today, my arm hurts so much T_T ToT. T^T …

　　Thank you Baodi for having enough food, lion1990 for finding an understandable book, Ah Qing and other family members for their rewards.

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(End of this chapter)