Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 88
"Xiao Kun, I didn't expect you to have such an impulsive side?"

"Xiaokun, you played well, it's really refreshing."

"Who made him owe it."

Yang Yukun beat Cheng Jianjun.

Flying from the back kicked this guy, then twisted the collar of this guy's clothes and slapped Ya twice, and then punched this guy on the nose, causing the guy's nose to bleed.

Han Chunming found that he was fighting with Cheng Jianjun, ran out of the house and pulled him away.

In general.

Yang Yukun basically doesn't fight with others.

Who made Cheng Jianjun talk too much, and he didn't mess with this guy, and this guy scolded him.

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, the grandson must know why the flowers are so popular.

Han's mother said, "Xiao Kun, they all live in the same courtyard. Now you beat Jianjun with your hands, and you don't see him when you look down. How will you get along with each other in the future?"

"Auntie, you can't blame me for this, it's because he went too far, and I didn't provoke him, why should he scold me?"

"Hey..., you guys have had such a good relationship since you were young, how come your relationship has changed when you grow up?"

Mother Han sighed and shook her head.

She watched these children grow up, and she knew very well how good the relationship was.

Well now.

A good friend who grew up together has turned his face.

"Xiaokun, Cheng Jianjun is very insidious. If you beat him up now, be careful that he will retaliate against you."

How insidious Cheng Jianjun is, Han Chunming has personally experienced it.

Even he and Su Meng didn't know that this guy could play the piano before this guy forced him to bow his head and call him master at the educated youth party.

Yang Yukun beat him, Cheng Jianjun must hate him to the bone.

Once this guy is allowed to seize the opportunity, he is worried that Yang Yukun will suffer.

Just like this guy was forced to bow his head and call him master at the educated youth party.

"Just use whatever means he has. If I beat him once, I can beat him a second time."

Yang Yukun could see Cheng Jianjun's hateful eyes very clearly.

If eyes could kill, he would have been turned into a pulp long ago.

From now on.

Like Han Chunming, he rose to become one of Cheng Jianjun's most hated people.

But, does he care?
Don't care at all.

He didn't pay attention to Cheng Jianjun at all.

Want to get revenge on him?

Just use whatever tricks this guy has, he wants to see what this guy is capable of.

He was in a hurry.

He let this guy quietly disappear from this world.

"Cheng Jianjun just deserves a beating. Xiao Kun played too lightly. His leg should be broken."

When Cheng Jianjun was beaten, Meng Xiaoxing was the happiest.

Who told this guy to humiliate her fifth brother at the educated youth party.

She has long disliked Cheng Jianjun.

If Wu Zige hadn't stopped him before, she would have blocked the door of this guy's house and scolded him bloody.

This time Yang Yukun just punched his nose to bleed, and the attack was still too light.

You should break his legs and let this guy spend his next life in a wheelchair.

"Miss Xiaoxing, are you too cruel?"

That guy Cheng Jianjun deserves a beating, he needs to clean it up, he never thought of breaking this guy's leg.

Meng Xiaoxing is a girl who breaks other people's legs at every turn, and her tone of voice smells like blood.

Han's mother said, "Xiao Xing, don't talk nonsense, the girl is like a girl, be more reserved."

"Second aunt, you are just too kind."

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will drive you back to the countryside?"

"Second Aunt, I was wrong."

Meng Xiaoxing chuckled, and quickly confessed to her second aunt.

It's not easy for her to gain a firm foothold in the city, and she can earn tens of dollars a month collecting trash, so she doesn't want to go back to the countryside to farm.

Han Chunming glanced at Meng Xiaoxing, "Have you finished the book I asked you to read?"

"Brother Wu, my brain hurts from reading."

"Do you want to continue to learn the knowledge of antique appraisal, and do you want to become a master and collector of antique appraisal?"

"Yes I do."

"Go read."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the house first."

Meng Xiaoxing drooped her face, went back to her room and continued to read the book Wu Zige gave her.

She hasn't read many books, and she doesn't know many words, and her brain hurts from reading.

But she didn't want to give up just like that, she also wanted to collect and be an antique appraiser and collector like Brother Wu Zi.

"Drowsiness is coming, I'll go back to my room to rest first, you two brothers chat."

Mother Han yawned, got up and went back to the bedroom, leaving Yang Yukun and Han Chunming to drink tea and chat.

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In the portable planting space.

Yang Yukun walked around from the planting area and breeding area back to the storage area.

After practicing for two hours, I took a shower, picked up the book on the table that I hadn't read before, looked through it, and picked up the wine bowl to take a sip of the wine.

The fruit trees planted in the breeding area bloom and bear fruit all year round. He can't eat them alone, and he can't take them out on a large scale to eat for Xu Jingping and the others.

Later, he boiled these inexhaustible fruits into jam and brewed them into wine.

What he drinks now is cider made from apples, which tastes good and is especially suitable for women.

When I turn back, I will give Xu Jingping and my mother-in-law a taste of the several fruit wines I have made to see if they suit their tastes.

The next morning, Yang Yukun twisted the freshly baked goose stuffed buns, and prepared to go to the next alley to ask Xu Jingping to go to school.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he bumped into Cheng Jianjun who was beaten by him just last night.

Seeing him, Cheng Jianjun's eyes were about to burst into flames, wishing he could swallow him up in one gulp.

"Hey, Cheng Jianjun, go to work."

"Humph."

"Hmph."

"Yang Yukun, I know you have practiced martial arts since childhood and I can't beat you. You'd better not let me catch you. If you fall into my hands, let me see how I deal with you."

"Why, you haven't had enough beatings last night, and your skin is itchy, don't you want me to loosen your skin again?"

Yang Yukun looked at Cheng Jianjun with a smile, and rattled his fists.

If this guy still doesn't remember to slap, he doesn't mind treating this guy to another meal of slap fried meat.

"Yang Yukun, just wait for me."

Cheng Jianjun glanced at Yang Yukun and pushed his bicycle out of the yard.

He knew that Yang Yukun was very good at playing, and he was known as the little overlord of the front door.

In terms of punching and kicking, he was indeed no match for Yang Yukun.

But what's the use of being able to fight, a reckless man.

He will definitely find this place one day in the future.

If Yang Yukun fell into his hands, he would definitely return the slaps and fists that fell on him yesterday thousands of times.

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't you bully young people into poverty? Cut."

Regarding Cheng Jianjun's threats, Yang Yukun only thought he was farting.

And let him wait.

Just wait and wait, he is really looking forward to what this guy will do.

"Xiao Kun, go to school."

"Hey, Uncle Guo, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I heard that you fought with Cheng Jianjun last night?"

"The two of us had a friendly discussion, it's not a fight, let's go."

After leaving the yard, Yang Yukun went straight to Xu Jingping's house, and then the two went straight to the school.

　I wish everyone a happy Labor Day!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)