Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 71
About 10 minutes later, Xu Qingcai slowly walked over and pulled Xu Damao.

It's okay to hit someone, but they should be taught a lesson.

But if he is beaten to death and a life-threatening lawsuit arises, it will be troublesome.

Seeing Xu Qing holding him back, Xu Damao looked down and saw Lao Yang curled up on the ground, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the iron hook on the shoulder pole smashed his head to the point of blood gushing out. He gave him a hard look and stopped hand.

However, he did not throw away the pole in his hand.

I'm afraid that Lao Yang, a bastard, will take advantage of his unpreparedness and play tricks.

At this time, the movement in the house was bigger than that in the courtyard.

Sanhuzi and a few people rushed in with bricks and were cleaning up the drunken gangsters.

For a moment, wailing, cursing, and begging for mercy were mixed together and came from the house.

It's just that this single house is in a dead end, and the location is remote, there are not many neighbors around.

Even if someone hears it, they won't come to find out.

Before liberation, Lao Yang was a well-known second-rater in Forty-Nine City.

Now that I'm in my 40s, I haven't done a single serious thing, but fights and petty thefts continue. If I don't get involved three or four times a year, it's like not eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

Whoever wants to see such a person, who dares to take their children and live near him, and whoever can move out as soon as possible, has already left.

What's more, Lao Yang is also cunning, lazy and greedy. There are always a group of delinquent young people in their early twenties in the courtyard.

You can hear the sounds of fighting every now and then.

Even the street office in the area where he lives doesn't come once every ten days, half a month, or even half a year.

Because everyone knows that such people are almost hopeless.

Getting him to change for the better is probably more difficult than going to heaven.

At this moment Xu Qing looked at Lao Yang coldly, and asked Xu Damao to call out the three tigers.

Don't really make things big, it won't end well.

Xu Damao was a shrewd man and immediately understood what Xu Qing meant. He said yes, turned around and walked towards the house.

But after walking to the door of the house, Xu Damao returned to Xu Qing and gave Xu Qing the pole in his hand to guard against that bastard Lao Yang.

Then he rushed into the house again and asked Sanhuzi and the others to stop.

The room was now in a state of chaos.

Sanhuzi and his men were wearing shoes and standing on the kang, holding bricks in their hands, picking up a few gangsters and opening ladles one by one.

The tables, chairs and benches on the ground had been turned over long ago, and the stinky bedding on the kang was also thrown off the kang. As for the stove in the house, someone kicked it down.

The flaming red briquettes were on the wet ground, emitting acrid white smoke and choking gas.

Xu Damao covered his mouth and nose, shouted, and raised his hand to say hello.

Seeing this, San Huzi and others jumped off the kang one after another and threw all the bricks in their hands towards Scarface and the others.

Then he cursed harshly:

"Those with scars on their faces, please listen to grandpa. If you dare to help that old guy, Old Yang, break the rules of our business and bully the people in our circle, grandpas will skin you next time! "

Scarface's head had been hit by countless bricks, and red blood ran along his hair, covering his entire face.

I was so scared that I didn't even dare to fart in the corner of the kang.

Although they are also bastards, they are not a little bit worse than Xu Damao and San Huzi who have already washed their hands in the golden basin.

That is, yesterday, Xu Damao was not with San Huzi and the others, otherwise, whoever was fired might be.

After cleaning up Lao Yang and Scarface, Xu Qing, Xu Damao, San Huzi and others rode out of the independent courtyard and quickly turned onto the street.

Today Xu Damao got his revenge, and he felt very comfortable and happy.

As for whether Lao Yang and his group would call the police after being beaten, Xu Damao didn't care at all.

First, it was his old Yang who was the one who started this matter. Xu Damao was repaying tooth for tooth and blood for blood today.

Second, Lao Yang is also making a living by making a living as a second-hand businessman. If he calls the police, it is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

Yesterday Xu Damao was beaten, but he didn't dare to call the police. Lao Yang almost regarded the bureau as his family, so naturally he knew what the consequences would be.

In fact, there is another thing that Xu Damao doesn't know.

But Xu Qing knew that even if there was no monitoring these years, Lao Yang would call the police.

The police will not believe the words of an old bastard or a few young bastards.

After a lot of trouble, the sky was now dark, and there were not as many pedestrians on the street as there were when I got off work.

On the other hand, the vendors who set up stalls on the street selling braised pork belly, fried tripe, and sesame cakes were not in a hurry to close their stalls. It didn't snow much today. They all wanted to stay a little longer and earn more money.

Xu Qing sat on the back seat of Xu Damao's bicycle, frowning slightly, shrinking his neck, trying to avoid the cold wind blowing in his face, and wanted to go back quickly.

The three little ones in the house are still waiting for him to make dinner, although the younger brothers and sisters can do simple things like lighting a fire and heating steamed buns.

But cooking and steaming steamed buns, they are at a loss what to do.

But Xu Damao was happy and was not in a hurry to return to the courtyard. When he passed by a slightly larger braised pork stall, he saw that there were still sesame cakes for sale.He squeezed the brake and stopped the bicycle.

Xu Damao turned to Xu Qing, San Huzi and others, waved his hand and said proudly:
"Brothers, that's all. Brother, I'll treat you to braised food."

When San Huzi and the others heard this, they were all smiles, and one by one cheerfully put their bicycles against the wall, rubbed their cold hands, and surrounded the Luzhu stall.

Xu Qing was not in the mood to eat braised pork. He was thinking about the three little ones and said directly to Xu Damao:
"Brother Damao, why don't I go back first and you guys can eat? My younger brothers and sisters are still waiting for me."

Xu Damao slapped his forehead and said apologetically:
"Oh, brother, I forgot about this, blame me!"

"Well, Qingzi, I'll ask the shopkeeper to make four stews for you first, and then take a few more to burn. You ride my bicycle and take them back quickly. Don't starve Aiguo, Feng Ming and the little girl."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, without waiting for Xu Qing's response, he turned around and asked the shopkeeper to quickly scoop out four portions and boil them, and then wrap ten portions for fire.

Xu Damao mainly invited Xu Qing today.

After all, when he was in Lao Yang's courtyard, if Xu Qing hadn't pushed him in time to avoid the rusty kitchen knife, he might have been sent to the hospital.

In no time, four portions were stewed and ten portions were cooked over fire.

Xu Damao kicked Sanhuzi and asked him to quickly take out his net bag.

San Huzi hurriedly reached out to touch his body and pulled out a net bag. Xu Damao put the braised and roasted food into it.

Hanging on the handlebar of his bicycle, he said to Xu Qing:
"Qingzi, then you should ride back first. Don't keep your younger brothers and sisters waiting."

Xu Qing hummed, stepped across the crossbar, pedaled his bicycle and left first.

Because there was residual snow on the ground, and there was also a net bag hanging on the bicycle.

Xu Qing rode carefully all the way, but his speed was not slow at all, and he quickly went back towards the courtyard.

It wasn't until he returned to the alley that Xu Qing got off the car and pushed his bicycle back toward the courtyard.

There are many people on the street, and after a day of trampling on the snow, there is almost nothing left, but there is still some in the alley.

When Xu Qing pushed his bicycle back to the compound, all the lights in the houses of the compound were on.

However, no one could be seen in the front and middle courtyards.

Just after Xu Qing returned to the backyard, the second aunt lifted the curtain and walked out with a washbasin in her hand.

When the second aunt saw Xu Qing came back, she reminded:

"Xiaoqing, your classmate has come to look for you. He has been waiting for you for a long time, but he still hasn't left yet."

Xu Qing thanked the second aunt and pushed Xu Damao's bicycle to the door of his house.

Then he picked up the net bag, walked towards his house, and hurried back.

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