Siheyuan: I Have a Beast System

"How is this going?"

Jia Zhengyi pretended to be curious and walked up.

"Uncle is here."

Seeing Jia Zhengyi coming, Qin Huairu was a little guilty at first, but she seemed to have found the backbone at once, and greeted him with enthusiasm.

"You're still running around when you're injured, and you're going home for dinner later?"

Widow Qin was kind, and stretched out her jade hand to take Jia Zhengyi's arm.

I don't know, I thought they were a couple.

Not embarrassed black.

Qin Huairu is really beautiful, with a strong femininity all over her body, a convex and concave figure, and a round lotus flower.

pretty!

Some people like pretty faces, some people like long legs, and some people like big waves.

But these are not players.

The only real player is Cao Cao.

Not only psychological needs, but also technical aspects.

Eighteen kinds of weapons are proficient in all kinds of beautiful women, not as fragrant as cucumber eggs.

Of course, Cao Cao is only a person, but Cao Thief is a kind of spirit.

Unfortunately, the essence of Cao Thief's spirit was thoroughly understood by Jia Zhengyi.

"Sister-in-law is worried."

Jia Zhengyi behaved very seriously, but when he opened his mouth, he felt a little like Wu Erlang.

"Humph~!"

Seeing that his daughter-in-law and nephew were crooked together, Jia Zhang snorted dissatisfiedly: "Erlang has no legs? Should I use you to help? Go... don't be an eyesore here."

"mom?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Qin Huairu stomped her feet in embarrassment, her round, fleshy lotus flower, trembling up and down, watching a group of old men in the yard scolding evil spirits.

Every man has a Cao Thief idol in his heart.

"You know what I say!"

Jia Zhang's wicked mother-in-law gave Jia Zhengyi a fierce look: "Little bastard? If you dare to do something wrong to your brother, I will call the police and arrest you in the pig cage."

"Look at this old lady, she looks like a person, but she spits out feces."

Regarding Jia Zhang's family, Jia Zhengyi has no good face: "I'm biting like a dog, I have to settle my old accounts. I fought for the country, shed blood, and lost a leg. I believe it will give I am fair."

"you?"

"Humph~!"

Jia Zhang was stunned, snorted and slapped his neck: "What a mad cripple, why didn't you starve to death back then, what a miscalculation..."

"Okay, okay...don't make any noise..."

"The family doesn't think anyone laughs."

After watching enough dramas and putting on enough airs, the uncle started to talk to the mud... no... he was speaking: "Today I called everyone for a meeting. Someone stole the chicken from Xu Damao's house, and the nature is very bad."

"The uncle is right, and I will add two more words."

After taking the words, the second uncle Liu Haizhong slowly got up and shook his two fingers: "Two old hens laying eggs, the thieves are too courageous, they must be severely punished if they are caught."

"outrageous!"

"It's just ridiculous..."

"Old Yan, what are you going to say?"

It's just two sentences over and over again, and the uncle is tired of listening.

The second uncle smiled contemptuously in his bangs, a stinky teacher who insisted on mixing in the circle of power and was beyond his own power.

"Hey...you said...you said..."

Yan Bukuan didn't feel embarrassed at all. As the third master in the courtyard, he had to speak on such occasions.

Although I don't know what to say.

If you don't say it, you won't be able to show your identity.

No identity, can take advantage of it?

No!

So, what are you saying?

No!

That's right, it's a conspiracy, and the two rough people who play iron don't understand anything.

"I said! Have you all figured it out?"

"I'm still cooking on the stove, I don't have time to listen to you guys..."

"Silly Zhu, what are you crazy about!"

The three uncles helped themselves to stand out, and Xu Damao suddenly became confident: "Silly Zhu? Ask you again, did you steal the chicken you stewed at Jia Zhengyi's house from my house?"

heard.

Hidden behind Jia Zhangshi, he clenched his fists and prayed in his heart: "Silly pillar, silly pillar, you should carry it for the young master. I thank your eighth-generation ancestors."

"Da Mao..."

"Brother Zhengyi, don't talk!"

Just as Jia Zhengyi opened his mouth, silly Zhu pushed him over, staring at Xu Damao aggressively and stood up.

"Uncle, don't interfere."

Qin Huairu pulled the corner of Raja Zhengyi's shirt and said in a low voice, "Xu Damao is not a fool's opponent. He can handle it. Even if Xu Damao wants to corrupt money, the fool can afford it."

"You think so?"

Jia Zhengyi was a little surprised. Could it be that Widow Qin has something to do with Shao Zhu, and he is the only one who pits him?

No...no...you must never think of Qin Huairu like that.

Most likely her sugar-coated shells.

Before fishing for Kaizi, the image of a good wife and mother is too familiar.

"Uncle?"

"Uncle?"

Jia Zhengyi ignored it, Qin Huairu pouted and was not happy.

I saw her eyes light up just now, why did she become cold all of a sudden?

Has the superb acting skills been seen through, or is it too thick?

Thinking about it, Qin Huaiye squeezed Jia Zhengyi again: "Uncle?"

"This vixen!"

Jia Zhang's mouth was crooked, and he pushed the stick: "What are you doing hiding, go to your mother, and listen to what she and Jia lame have to say."

"Oh~!"

With a reluctant look on his face, he walked over with his head down.

I thought to myself, if Silly Zhu doesn't help him carry the blame, let Silly Lame top the tank, it's nothing more than my mother washing one more person's clothes.

Great filial son!

"mom?"

"Why are you here? Go back!"

Seeing the stick, Qin Huairu was taken aback. At this time, she leaned forward and bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

"It's okay, sister-in-law. Bang Terri is also a little adult. Don't take care of him."

Jia Zhengyi smiled and pulled the stick to his side: "The good show is about to begin."

"What good show?"

Qin Huairu followed Jia Zhengyi's gaze suspiciously.

"Xu Damao?"

"Why do you call me Mrs?"

Xu Damao raised his chin and stared at He Yuzhu with his neck stuck in his throat: "Tell you stupid Zhu, steal chickens and lose money, otherwise, go to the Law Enforcement Bureau and say."

"It's not about Da Mao, things haven't been clarified yet, and the police are impulsive."

Yi Zhonghai began to slough off.

Stealing chicken farts is a big deal, but if you really want to send the silly column in, who will give him the old age and death?

"Old Yi is right, things that can be solved in the yard are best solved in the yard."

In agreement, Liu Haizhong glanced at the fragrant casserole: "The fragrant stewed chicken, the police will become the evidence, and the waste of food is shameful."

"That's right, it's a shame to waste..."

The third master Yan Bukuan nodded frantically.

"Silly column? This time you go far!"

The three uncles have spoken, and Xu Damao is not too much.

Of course, it will not easily let go of the stupid column.

"It's also my Xu Damao's generosity to sell the three uncles a face. If you pay for it happily, the young master will not care about you."