"Today, you have to borrow this fan, or if you don't, you have to borrow it. If you have the ability, you will break my leg, or I won't leave."

He Yushui said:

"You... who are you?"

Yu Haitang also muttered beside him:

"Drink more water when you have heat stroke, and blowing fans are not good."

Jia Zhang's shout attracted others.

Most people dislike the hot weather and hide at home to listen to the excitement.

Only Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui walked out.

Yi Zhonghai had already heard what was going on, but he still pretended not to know and asked.

"Old sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

"What happened to the stick?"

When Jia Zhang saw that they were all 'his own people', he immediately raised his voice again.

"Look at Lao Yi, the young people in our hospital have no sympathy at all. My family has suffered from heatstroke, and they won't even lend her a fan."

When Yi Zhonghai heard this, he frowned and said:

"Rain, he's already suffering from heatstroke, or you can lend him the fan first."

"It's not that I won't pay you back."

Liu Haizhong also said:

"Young people, don't be too selfish. People of your generation just lack dedication."

Yan Bugui had his own calculations in mind.

Said:

"Everyone is hot in this kind of weather. Today is a stick of heatstroke, and tomorrow it may be someone else."

"Tell me, it's better to move the fan to my house, and anyone who has heat stroke can go to my house to blow on it."

"I'm not taking advantage of anyone, I still have to pay for electricity.".

Chapter 85: Hit his son, use his wife, piss his mother off

The three uncles each have their own calculations.

He Yushui almost cried out of anger.

Jia Zhang saw that there were so many people standing out for him, and He Yushui was a little girl with no hair at all.

So he rushed directly into the house and reached out to move the electric fan.

"What are you doing? This is our electric fan."

He Yushui wanted to stop him, but was thrown away by Jia Zhang's arm.

She is only over 140 catties, and Jia Zhang's is over [-] catties.

The two are not in the same tonnage at all.

Yu Haitang also wanted to help, but she was not from this courtyard, so she didn't have the confidence to do it.

Seeing that the electric fan was about to be removed by Jia Zhang.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crying in the yard.

"Woooooo...Grandma, he hit me."

The stick was covered in mud and got up from the ground crying.

Qin Yang didn't know when he came back, and he was standing beside him right now.

When Jia Zhang saw that the stick was beaten and cried, he didn't care about grabbing the electric fan anymore, and rushed out of Yushui's house in a panic.

"Oh my dear grandson, what's wrong with you?"

"Which bastard who received a thousand knives beat you like this."

"What kind of skill is bullying children?"

When Yi Zhonghai saw Qin Yang appear, he knew that something was wrong.

But dogs can't change eating shit.

He subconsciously wanted to say a few words.

"Qin Yang, how can you beat the child? How did the stick provoke you?"

"Even if he messes with you, he's just a kid."

"You are such an old man, how can you care about a child?"

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui didn't say anything.

But judging from their expressions, they all blamed Qin Yang for doing something to the child.

Qin Yang shrugged and said:

"Master Yi, which eye of yours saw me hitting the stick?"

Yi Zhonghai pointed to the stick:

"You didn't hit him, why did he cry?"

"And just now we all heard that you beat him. He is just a child. Could he still lie?"

Qin Yang was speechless.

Children can't tell lies, what kind of nonsense is this?

What's more, this kid is still a stickler.

"Master Yi, I have saved the stick."

"As soon as I entered the door, I heard you call him heat stroke. After my treatment, the stick is now alive and kicking, and the volume of howling is louder than that of a slaughtered pig."

"You don't thank me, but blame me for beating him?"

"This is really unfair to me."

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were taken aback, as if this was really the case.

Stick stem suffered from heatstroke just now, but now it is alive and kicking.

This is not beating people, this is clearly saving people.

Only Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi knew that Banggen didn't have heat stroke at all, he was pretending to be a fan.

"Jia Zhang, the stick is fine now, so don't you need to borrow this fan?"

Qin Yang lowered his head and asked condescendingly.

Jia Zhang's face was gloomy:

"Qin Yang, just wait, my Dongxu will not let you go."

Qin Yang laughed loudly:

"Mr. Jia Zhang, I wasn't afraid of your son when he was alive, but would I be afraid of him when he died?"

"I told you clearly today that I just want to beat his children, order his wife, and piss my mother off."

"You let him come to me if he has the ability."

"you……"

Jia Zhang was so angry that a mouthful of hot blood rolled in his throat.

"What am I~¨?"

"Next time you get heatstroke, you don't need to borrow someone else's fan, just come to me."

"Guaranteed that two slaps will cure him of his illness."

Qin Yang said with a sneer.

Frightened by his eyes, Stickong retreated into Jia Zhang's arms.

Jia Zhang took several deep breaths in a row, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood with a 'wow'.

She was really hated by Qin Yang this time.

Qin Yang turned his head and looked at Yi Zhonghai and the other three on the other side.

Smiling and said:

"Master Yi, Master Liu, third uncle, what advice do you three have?"

Yan Bugui quickly waved his hands:

"It's gone. It's gone."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong also looked away, not daring to look directly at him.

Qin Yang sneered and said:

"If anything comes to me in the future, don't make things difficult for other girls."

"Next time, I won't be so polite."

Yan Pugui laughed awkwardly and said:

"Look at what you said, it's all a misunderstanding."

"That...it's too hot, I'll go back first."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he left as if fleeing.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong looked at each other and walked away as if nothing happened.

Qin Yang glanced at Jia Zhang who was sitting on the ground and the crying stick, and walked into He Yushui's house on his own.

At this moment, He Yushui still had a tear in the corner of his eye.

She was so angry that she cried just now.

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