Siheyuan: Eight-year-old orphan!The Jia family took my property

Lin Ping received a pension of 500 yuan, a cash subsidy of 5 yuan per month, and various ticket subsidies.

But Jia Dongxu only had a pension of 200 yuan.

Such a big gap in comparison.

Verify again the mistakes you made in the first place.

and also.

Before Lin Ping left, he prepared a lot of property for eight-year-old Lin Weiguo.

Everyone in the courtyard saw it.

Based on Qin Huairu's estimated savings, Lin Ping has at least seven or eight hundred yuan.

Including this pension, it is estimated that there are more than 1000 property left.

And what about Jia Dongxu?

The only pension of 200 yuan fell into Jia Zhang's hands, and he had no share at all.

This 53-square-meter house also belongs to Mrs. Jia.

What did I get?

Why doesn't Qin Huairu regret it!

If Lin Ping had been chosen in the first place, even if she became a widow, the property and house of more than 1000 yuan would at least be her own.

The more she thought about it, the angrier Qin Huairu felt.

He also became jealous of the eight-year-old Lin Weiguo who got these properties.

"Lin Weiguo is also a short-lived ghost. It's unreasonable for an orphan to still eat so well! If there is something delicious, I don't even know how to share it with his classmates."

Qin Huairu couldn't help cursing.

Those who scold are unintentional, but those who listen are interested.

When Jia Zhang heard the curse, he slapped his thigh.

"Hey hey!"

As if enlightened, he woke up.

"That's right! That dying orphan Lin Weiguo is a classmate of ours, how could I forget this happened?"

Looking at the stick, it seems that grandma has a way.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat!"

Jia Zhang petted the stick's head lovingly.

"My dear grandson, let's take you to eat meat."

talking.

Grabbing the two steamed buns that looked like iron bumps on the table, I pulled up the sticky hand and was about to go out.

but!

After thinking about it, I finally put down one miserly.

"Mom, what are you?"

Qin Huairu was a little confused.

Jia Zhang gave her a blank look.

"You are the only mother? Your son wants to eat meat, but there is nothing he can do about it. Stupid woman!"

"Aren't Banggen and that ghost orphan classmates? Let's take advantage of our classmate relationship and pretend to come to the door to care for him, send a steamed bun, and go to rub some braised pork." Then, he turned his head and told Banggen.

"Wait a minute, don't be polite to that short-lived ghost, eat vigorously until you can't finish it, then dress it up and bring it back, don't leave it to him at all."

Saying that, it was as if they had decided to eat braised pork.

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Lin.

When Dongpo meat was simmering slowly, Lin Weiguo had time to continue researching the system.

There are grids in this system space.All items are placed in those grids.

Lin Weiguo found the anger pill that he hadn't had time to look at just now.

Somewhat curious.

what is this?

As soon as I thought of this, the system immediately gave an explanation.

[One anger pill: a one-time use item, the host can crush it for others.The user's anger increases by 100%, and he can instantly enter a state of madness and rage, treating people within one meter of his body as imaginary enemies, and making indiscriminate and crazy fist attacks!It lasts for 1 minute! 】

what!interesting!

This is a fun prop.

I didn't expect the system to be able to sign in like this, which is a good thing for a beast.

With Lin Weiguo's childlike innocence, he couldn't wait to try the effect.

but.

At this time, the Dongpo Pork is out of the pan.

Or fill your stomach first.

Lin Weiguo brought Dongpo meat to the table.

Unexpectedly, this authentic Dongpo pork looks so good.

Full color and flavor.

Thin skin and tender meat, bright red color, mellow and juicy!

Crunchy but not broken!

Fragrant and glutinous but not greasy.

That color!That scent!

Simply whets the appetite.

On the table at the moment.

A plate of Dongpo Pork with all flavors and colors.

An egg with onions.

A big bowl of delicious rice.

Lin Weiguo's mouth was full of greasy food.

This is the life of man.

Before there was a system, life was always tight because of the illness of his predecessor's father and the need to leave Weiguo with future living expenses.

Now there is no need to save.

With the sign-in system, you can even have a good life every day.

When you are growing your body, you can't treat yourself badly.

Moreover, things produced by the system.

Whether it is rice or fish, it has the magical effect of strengthening the body and strengthening the body.

It is essentially different from the ordinary rice, meat and vegetables purchased in Dongdan Market.

When Lin Weiguo was feasting.

outside the house.

There were two footsteps.

One heavy, one light.

One old, one young.

It was the old godly woman Jia Zhang and his good grandson Banggun.

I saw Jia Zhang came directly to the door of Lin Weiguo with a stick.

"Tom tom tom..."

The stick knocked on the door.

"Weiguo, I'm your classmate, Bangjiu. I came to see you, and I brought you something to eat, open the door quickly!"

Under the gesture of grandma Jia Zhang, Stick Knocks directly on the door.

Moreover, from the very beginning, the word 'classmate' was taken very seriously.

That meaning is very obvious.

I am your classmate, our classmate friendship is there, the classmate has a good relationship, and I am one of my own, open the door for me.

How shameless!

A few days ago, Bang Geng kept making fun of Wei Guo as an orphan among his classmates.

Now, for bites.

It even said that the friendship between classmates is there, and the relationship between classmates is good!

Pooh!

"Weiguo, this miserable child. There is no food at home, right? Your classmate has been thinking about you at home, worried that you can't eat well, and said he would bring you food. Weiguo, open the door!"

Jia Zhang followed the hypocrisy and hypocrisy, acting and acting.

Opening his mouth, he blows the stick into a good boy who misses his classmates.