Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 70
The dilapidated courtyard is unremarkable, and the old house is even more frowned upon.

But at this moment, bicycles were pushed out of the house one after another. San Huzi and several others, riding one each, followed Xu Damao in a row in the narrow alley.

Although the scene was not as spectacular as when it was off work in the factory, it looked different now.

Xu Qing was sitting on the back seat of Xu Damao's bicycle, and turned to see that they all had a bicycle.Although there are old and new, but there are both, I was a little surprised in my heart.

But Xu Qing was soon relieved. They were messing around all day long, and bicycles, a means of transportation, were naturally available.

As for how it came about, I can't say for certain.

Xu Damao looked angry, and rode in the front on his bicycle. He was furious, but he didn't lose his mind completely. While driving out of the alley, he turned his head slightly to explain to Xu Qing what happened.

Xu Qing listened for a long time before he realized that the old Yang they were talking about earlier was actually just like them, working as a second-hand dealer for a living.

It's just that Lao Yanggan is old, and in their circle, he can be regarded as an old man with senior qualifications.

But the character is not a little bit worse, almost no one in the circle is willing to talk to him.

He is just a person of good character, but he always squeezes others. He narrows his own path and cannot attract business, so he tries every means to mess with others.

According to Xu Damao, Lao Yang learned a few days ago that he had a bicycle ticket to issue and wanted to strike up a deal.

Xu Damao directly refused at that time, so he held a grudge and found someone behind his back to trip him up.

These days, bicycle tickets are hard to come by. People who have tickets, either because their families can’t solve the problem, or if they are in a hurry to spend money, who is willing to take it out.

And in their circle, there are not a few bicycle ticket issuers in a year.

Moreover, the value of bicycles is much higher than other tickets, so when they meet one, it is natural to intrigue with each other.

It's just that Xu Qing didn't show up. It was Xu Damao who had been asking who wanted the ticket. That old Yang wanted to cut off Hu. Everyone in the circle asked everyone, but they couldn't find out who asked Xu Damao to buy the ticket.

This is what happened yesterday.

But Xu Damao came to Xu Qing today not because he thought that yesterday's incident had something to do with Xu Qing.

But they are afraid of not having enough manpower.

After all, when Xu Qing knocked down Zhao Erluzi and others in the public toilet of the factory, Xu Damao didn't see it with his own eyes, but he saw that Zhao Erluzi and others were all taken care of obediently.

I looked at Xu Qing with admiration in my heart, and felt that bringing Xu Qing with me today would give me some peace of mind.

Soon, Xu Qing and Xu Damao came to the door of a single courtyard.

The courtyard was even more dilapidated than the previous small courtyard. The four courtyard walls, the side facing the alley, had collapsed, and all the bricks and tiles were smashed into the courtyard.

The remaining open space in the courtyard was almost filled with messy things, and a pungent stench kept wafting out of the courtyard.

Fortunately, this alley is not deep, it is still a dead end.Now it's winter again, if it's summer, the courtyard will be so smelly that no one dares to approach it.

Xu Damao walked into the courtyard stepping on bricks covered with snow, and shouted loudly toward the lighted room.

"Lao Yang, you bastard, come out!"

At this time, Xu Qing saw that Sanhuzi and the others had also rushed over.

Several people put their bicycles on the ground, followed Xu Qing one by one, stepped on the collapsed courtyard wall, and entered the courtyard.

At the door of the brightly lit house in the courtyard, an old man in a tattered padded jacket came out, with his hands in the dirty padded jacket sleeves, a crumpled cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, and yawning lazily.

"Xu Damao, didn't you get beaten up yesterday? What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing? Grandpa killed you!"

Xu Damao's face was furious, he rushed to Lao Yang, raised his foot towards the opponent's stomach, and kicked him hard.

That Lao Yang didn't expect Xu Damao to do it directly, he was caught off guard, and immediately fell to the ground.

Covering his stomach, he grinned and cursed: "Xu Damao, you uneducated little bastard, you dare to hit me, you boy is finished!"

"Come out all the bastards in the house and kill Xu Damao!"

Following Lao Yang's roar, five or six people ran out drunk.

Judging from his appearance, he seems to have drank too much.

As for the leader, Xu Qing saw that there was indeed a scar on his face.

When Xu Damao saw that person, he became even more furious. He looked around the courtyard, picked up a pole, raised it high, and slammed it down on the scarred head.

Seeing this, the scarred face woke up in a flash of fright, squatted down quickly, and fled back into the house with his head in his arms.

As for the other few people, they quickly dodged around.

Sanhuzi and his men stood behind Xu Qing, holding a piece of brick from the courtyard wall in one hand, and said to Xu Damao:

"Brothers, aren't you talking nonsense? This old guy, Lao Yang, is in the same group as them!"

Xu Damao turned his head and glanced at San Huzi, saying:
"What are you doing in a daze, come on!"

Hearing this, Sanhuzi led the people, raised the bricks, rushed into the house, and scuffled with those drunkards.

Xu Damao turned around and walked up to Xu Qing, and said in a low voice:

"Qingzi, don't make a move yet, if San Huzi and the others can't stand it, you can go ahead."

To Xu Damao, Xu Qing was a trump card, so he couldn't show it easily.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Xu Qing would never be allowed to do anything.

Xu Qing looked at Xu Damao, and before he could speak, he saw that Old Yang had found a rusty kitchen knife from somewhere, raised it high in the air, and threw it towards Xu Damao.

Xu Qing pushed Xu Damao away and quickly dodged to the left.

The kitchen knife fell and hit the place where Xu Qing and Xu Damao were standing just now with a clang.

Xu Damao was taken aback, his face turned pale with fright.

If it wasn't for Xu Qing's sharp eyesight and quick hands to push him, he would have been hit in the head by a kitchen knife.

In an instant, Xu Damao's eyes widened angrily, clutching the shoulder pole in his hand, he rushed towards Lao Yang.

Lao Yang wanted to run, but Xu Damao hit his calf with a carrying pole, and immediately smashed it to the ground, wailing in pain.

Xu Qing also had lingering fears at the moment, he never thought that Lao Yang, who looked ugly, was so ruthless and merciless, using a kitchen knife to kill him.

If it weren't for his agility, he would have really hit the road just now.

On the way here, Xu Damao said that today is mainly a lesson to improve Lao Yang's memory.

But now, Xu Qing saw that Xu Damao was holding a pole and swung it violently at Old Yang.

The old Yang who was beaten was rolling on the ground and begging for mercy, but he still didn't stop.

But Xu Qing was not in a hurry to stop Xu Damao.

Although he didn't know much about Lao Yang, Xu Qing could tell from Lao Yang's actions just now that he was a low-born person who deserved a beating.

Don't let him go lightly, otherwise he will definitely use dirty tricks next time.

Only today let him thoroughly remember what it means to not mess with someone, so that he will be honest in the future.

Otherwise, let him be soft-hearted today, and in the next day, he will dare to hold back and punish you to death!

　I wish you all a Happy New Year! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)