Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

I have to say that in this era of no pollution, the summer night sky is really beautiful.

Every household in the courtyard moved out their own beds, put on mosquito nets one by one, and lay down inside to enjoy the cool and chat.

At a glance, it is magnificent.

"Wenwen..."

Just as Jia Wen went out with the trash can, Aunt Yi asked with a smile, "Is the electric fan in your house cool?"

In a word, the eyes of everyone in the compound were immediately attracted.

Electric fan.

People have electric fans, so they don't have to come out at night, and there is constant wind.

Simply bad is too good.

Everyone was drooling enviously.

Jia Zhang's face was dark, and she cursed: "Prodigal...doesn't the electric fan waste electricity?"

They are all grandchildren, one is her own grandson, the other is a fake grandson who has no blood relationship with her, and this unrelated grandson actually lives better and enjoys better than her good grandson.

Jia Zhang was naturally unbalanced.

"It's okay, ha ha!" Jia Wen replied with a smile, "Yi Da Ma", and then took out the garbage at the dung pile.

Although it was night, the moonlight was like water. When he dumped the watermelon rind on the dung pile, the eyes of Jia Zhang, who was close, lit up: "What are you?"

She ran to Jia Wen herself to see the garbage Jia Wen dumped.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when she saw it, she immediately raised her voice, jumping up as if she had been frightened: "Watermelon...your family actually eats watermelon. Why do you eat watermelon..."

Accidentally spoke out what was in his heart.

"what?"

"Watermelon... who eats watermelon?"

"Can you still afford watermelons?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Immediately, the people in the compound looked at Jia Wen again.

Jia Zhang stopped Jia Wen's way and asked, "Why do you eat watermelon?"

Jia Wen laughed at that moment: "I don't care if I eat watermelon?"

"You child, why did you talk to your grandma!" Mrs. Jia Zhang immediately showed the prestige of an elder again: "Quickly tell me, where did your watermelon come from?"

Jia Wen said, "Never mind your business!"

"Did you steal it?"

"none of your business!"

"Stealing watermelons is a crime!"

"none of your business!"

No matter what Jia Zhang said, Jia Wen responded with the four words "it's none of your business".

The angry Jia Zhang directly hurt herself: "You...you...you child, why did you talk to your grandma!"

"Fart grandma!" Jia Wen said, "Didn't you cut off the relationship, you really don't want Bilian!"

After cursing, Jia Wen left directly.

Jia Zhang's chest was heaving with anger.

My grandson can't even eat watermelon, how dare your family eat watermelon?

I'm furious.

"Grandma...Grandma..." The stick lying under the mosquito net said, "I want to eat watermelon too!"

"I'm so hot, I want to eat watermelon, grandma, after eating watermelon, my legs will get better soon..."

Let alone your legs.

As soon as he lifted his leg, Jia Zhang felt even more sad.

My grandson actually broke his leg, so distressed...

"Bang, don't be in a hurry...don't be in a hurry, grandma will get you a watermelon to eat!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang originally wanted to go to Jia Wen's house to order some watermelon, but found that the door was closed, so she ran to knock on it a few times, but Jia Wen and Li Qin didn't intend to open the door at all.Jia Zhang had no choice but to come back.

But what if the grandson doesn't have watermelon to eat?

How uncomfortable is my good grandson?

Huh?

Got it!

Three minutes later, Jia Zhang ran to the dung pile and picked up the watermelon rind that Jia Wen's family had eaten.

Rinse it with water for a while, and then hold it in front of the stick: "My dear grandson, come, eat watermelon!".

Chapter 017: The stick is pulled on the bed!

Chapter 017: The stick is pulled on the bed!

Everyone looked over with disdain.

No watermelon to eat other people's watermelon rind?

Fuck... This is really a physical operation.

will play!

Qin Huairu originally wanted to stop her, but she was instinctively afraid of Jia Zhangshi and dared not speak.

After all, her husband Jia Dongxu didn't speak!

"Can't this be eaten?" Qin Huairu only dared to express his objection in a weak tone.

But Jia Zhang said: "You can eat it, why can't you eat it after washing it, you can try it!"

"Good Le!"

BangGong reached out and grabbed a piece of watermelon rind in the basin.

"Click, click, click..."

The crunchy watermelon skin has a sweet taste.

That's right, don't look at it as just watermelon rind, but it's the watermelon rind on the watermelon rewarded by the Jia Wen system, which is different from ordinary watermelon rind.

It can be said that this watermelon rind can be used directly in cold dishes.

Not only cold, crisp.

The taste is still great.

"Mom...Grandma, this watermelon rind is really delicious, try it!" While eating, Bang Geng took out the watermelon rind for Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi.

Qin Huairu waved his hands with disgust on his face: "I won't eat!"

Jia Zhang also said with a smile: "My dear grandson, I won't eat it, you should eat more!"

Click!

Click!

Click!

Stick stick hugged the watermelon rind and started to eat it.

After eating like this, Yan Jiedi from the Third Uncle's house next door became greedy. She was a little girl who was less than ten years old, and she felt itchy when she saw the stick gnawing on the watermelon rind.

"Mom... I also want to eat watermelon rind!" Yan Jiedi looked at the third aunt.

Snapped……

As soon as the words fell, Yan Bugui slapped him: "You good-for-nothing girl, say one more thing, I'll slap you to death!"

"Woooooo..." Yan Jiedi cried at the time: "Why can sticks be eaten, but I can't!"

Uncle San originally wanted to say something dirty, but seeing how delicious the sticks were, he swallowed his words.

The third uncle did not directly explain, but the rest of the neighbors were not polite.

"Pfft... Chi watermelon rind, what a talent!"

"Watermelon rind is nothing to eat, the key is that it was dumped on the dung heap!"

"Isn't this dirty?"

"It looks good after eating diarrhea!"

The night is starry and the night is low.

The moonlight shrouded the yard like water.

Although the neighbors were talking in whispers, no one knew where the sound came from, so Jia Zhang's face was dark, but he couldn't find the source.

If we talk about the source, there are people talking about it from all directions.

"Crack...Crack..."

The stick is still eating.

One person ate up the watermelon rinds of two watermelons.

"Watermelon rind is so delicious!" After eating it, Stickyong still felt a little unsatisfied and said, "Grandma, why don't you ask Jia Wen for some watermelon rind, I still want to eat... hiccup..."

A full belch came out.

"puff……"

"chi chi chi..."