Siheyuan: violent engineer, dictatorial disobedience

"Silly Zhu also went to watch the night in sackcloth and filial piety. You still have the mind to drink and chat with me here. If you don't keep watch, why are you staying here?"

Liu Jianshe kicked Fan Yu, whose mouth was full of oil.

Only then did Fan Yu reluctantly put down the chicken legs, patted his buttocks and went to watch the night.

Entering the mourning hall, Fan Yu saw the silly Zhu Zhu who was wailing in mourning.

The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer: "If you don't have tears, don't pretend anymore. Everyone is a thousand-year-old fox. Why pretend to be a Liaozhai?"

"Can I not know your thoughts? Isn't it just for the legacy of the old lady?"

"Let me tell you the truth! Don't even think about inheritance, you can't take a penny away!"

Silly Zhu raised his head when he heard the words, and glared at Fan Yu, with a stern expression on his face: "If you treat a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, I, He Yuzhu, will be that villain who is greedy for cheap?"

"When the old lady was alive, you didn't recognize her. Now that she is dead, you jump out and say that the old lady is your adoptive mother, and you are the dirty villain. If the old lady knows anything, she will definitely jump out and dig your face!"

"Isn't it, old lady!"

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the coffin and said.

Fan Yu didn't bother to talk to Sha Zhu, sat cross-legged on the ground, propped his chin with one hand, and began to doze off.

Sha Zhu still wanted to argue with Fan Yu a few more words, but he didn't pay any attention to him.

Silly Zhu didn't even bother to burn the paper, so he lay down on the ground and fell asleep soundly.

After a while, the snoring sounded.

The deafening snoring made Fan Yu unable to sleep.

Fan Yu opened his eyes, rolled his eyes slightly, and then the corners of his mouth began to rise.

"How dare you lie on the ground and sleep in such cold weather? You are lucky if you don't catch a cold tomorrow."

Fan Yu wanted to spoof Sha Zhu, for example, making some scary noises.

But as soon as the thought came to him, his eyelids suddenly began to feel sleepy.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep.

In an instant, the entire mourning hall was extremely silent, only the sound of cold wind coming from outside the door.

Liu Jianshe was sitting at home with a nightmare talisman in his hand.

After selecting the target, Liu Jianshe activated the Nightmare Talisman.

Then close the door and get ready for bed, there is another good show to start tomorrow.

Can't miss it!

Silly Zhu in his sleep slept soundly.

But in his dream, it was another scene.

In the dream, Sha Zhu suddenly heard someone calling himself by his ear.

Silly Zhu opened his eyes and saw that it was none other than the goddess who was thinking about it day and night.

The goddess's eyes were full of spring, and she looked straight at herself.

"Oh shit, it's been a long time since I had such a beautiful dream!"

"Goddess, wait, I'm coming!"

Silly Zhu started to take off his clothes in the dream, but no matter how he took off his clothes, the pants on his lower body just couldn't come off!

"Nimma, I couldn't even take off my own pants in my dream. Is this still my dream?"

In the dream, Shazhu cursed and said, seeing that the goddess was still looking at him affectionately.

Silly Zhu decided not to take off his underpants, and it was okay to have a hand addiction.

In reality, Sha Zhu didn't dare to make a move, but in his dream, he was able to strike hard.

Shazhu smiled wretchedly: "Beauty! Here I come!"

After finishing speaking, he ran to the goddess, but no matter how he ran, the goddess was still one meter away from him.

The distance of one meter is two steps away, but it happens that the goddess cannot be touched.

This made Silly Zhu extremely anxious, it was obviously his own sweet dream, why is it still out of his control?

"I can't control it in my own dream? I don't believe it yet, come here!"

Silly Zhu shouted loudly, and then the dream was finally under his control, and the goddess came slowly with lotus steps.

Silly Zhu wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and rubbed his hands impatiently: "Beauty, let's have fun together! Let's pretend together! Let's make mosaics together!"

Qin Huairu in the dream lowered her head shyly and began to take off her clothes one by one.

When there was only one piece of clothing left, Qin Huairu raised his head and said in a strong voice, "How about I show you a big baby?"

Before Sha Zhu could react, the goddess' face suddenly changed into a scarred face with beards.

"Woo ha ha ha, little silly Zhu, where do you run, let's have fun together! Let's have a long and short together!"

"The opposite sex is only for reproduction, the same sex is true love! Let's be happy together! Let's make mosaics together!"

Silly Zhutou ran out without looking back.

Only a fool will argue with you.

wrong?

Why do you want to run away?

This is my own dream, I can still be bullied by you in my dream?

Thinking of this, Sha Zhu was suddenly full of confidence.

"Scarface, I've put up with you for a long time, didn't I just fight with the bayonet? Let me tell you, even Xu Damao was subdued by me. I'm still afraid that you won't succeed?"

Silly Zhu shouted, and then rushed up bravely.

In an unknown room.

The scarred face in sleep sometimes smiled and sometimes frowned.

Suddenly, Scarface yelled: "I finally caught you, why don't you run away again? See how I deal with you!"

"Scream! The louder you scream, the more excited I am! The bayonet is out of its sheath, but it doesn't turn red, so you can't take it back!"

"Hahaha! I conquered another one!"

In ancient times, Cao Mengde killed people in his dreams!

Later, Wei Zheng will slay the Dragon King in his dream!

Sleeping man with a scarred face today!

Scarface's dream talk instantly woke up the others in the room.

A group of younger brothers were woken up, and they all dared to be angry and dare not speak out. After all, they were their elder brothers, and it was not easy to lose their temper, so they could only continue to sleep covered by the quilt.

On the other side, in the mourning hall, Fan Yu was suddenly awakened by a burst of crying.

Fan Yu rubbed his eyes, took a closer look, and found that Silly Zhu was crying incessantly in his sleep.

He even begged for mercy: "Woooooo, I dare not, please forgive me!"

"Please, let me go!"

Fan Yu: ...

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether Sha Zhu was having a dream or a nightmare.

"Talking about chickens in your dreams at night, can't you live in peace?"

Fan Yu kicked Sha Zhu in the face.

The next second, Silly Zhu woke up directly.

After waking up, Sha Zhu didn't bother to wipe away his tears, hugged Fan Yu and wailed, "I saw your mother hit the wall just now!"

"I dreamed that Scarface wanted to fight the bayonet with me. I couldn't beat him. I wanted to wake up, but I just couldn't."

"It's a good thing you kicked me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wake up!"

Fan Yu pushed Silly Zhu away: "What did you just say? What does it mean that my mother hit the wall?"

Silly Zhu: "It's just a ghost hitting the wall! Isn't your mother dead?"

"Fart! Your mother just died!"

Chapter 333 Who will settle the money for the donkey cart?

The last day of the old lady's first seven.

Fan Yu and Sha Zhu had a serious disagreement over whose mother died.

In a tense atmosphere, the two sides greeted each other's family members and female compatriots with eighteen generations of ancestors.

In the end, the silly Zhu who scolded the red-eyed was the first to make a move!

Naturally, Fan Yu was not to be outdone, and also fought back.

As the saying goes, no funeral is complete without having experienced the fights of filial sons and virtuous grandchildren!

Therefore, the two people who claimed to be adopted sons fought a battle of dignity for men in the mourning hall.

In the end, Shazhu got a pair of panda eyes and Fan Yu's hair was cut off at the price.

This battle is over!

Overall, Fan Yu has the upper hand!

On the second day, as a respected (and bad) old man in a courtyard house.

The old lady's funeral is quite grand.

Yi Zhonghai rented a donkey cart from somewhere.

The donkey cart pulled the old lady's coffin and walked slowly towards the crematorium.

After the cremation, the courtyard is also ready to start preparations.

The old lady has no relatives, so most of the people who eat are residents of the courtyard house.

After eating and drinking, everyone sat in the courtyard one after another, preparing to watch a good show.

After seven days of anticipating the battle for inheritance, the curtain finally kicked off with Aunt Wang's arrival.

As soon as Aunt Wang entered the courtyard, everyone's eyes turned to her.

Aunt Wang was clear in her heart and knew that these people were all ready to watch a good show.

As soon as she walked into the yard, she found that the people in the yard were divided into two sides, clearly separated.

The three uncles led Shazhu to the left, looking at Liu Jianshe and Fan Yu opposite with unkind expressions.

Facing the unkind eyes of several people, Liu Jianshe and Fan Yu did not appear too excited, and stood there calmly.

There is quite a tense atmosphere on both sides, and a fuse is needed to ignite this tense atmosphere.

Aunt Wang sighed and shook her head slightly. Obviously, this was not the first time she encountered such a situation, and it was commonplace.

Ever since she entered the sub-district office, she has often encountered such things as fighting for inheritance and losing her family.

Aunt Wang is also very helpless, the way of the world is like this, and so are the customs, all she can do is mediate.

Of course, whether the other party listens or not is another matter.

"Since everyone is here, let's discuss how to distribute the old lady's inheritance!"

Aunt Wang cleared her throat, looked around, saw everyone nodding, and continued: "Before the assignment, I would like to ask, is there anyone who objects to the intervention of the sub-district office?"

"If there is, the sub-district office can withdraw and leave it to you to negotiate!"

As soon as Aunt Wang finished speaking, someone shouted, "I object!"

Hearing some objections, Aunt Wang breathed a sigh of relief. Some people objected, and the sub-district office was unwilling to intervene in such a thankless matter.

Following the voice, I found that the opponent was a stranger.

Aunt Wang thought for a long time, and asked uncertainly: "Are you a resident of this yard? Why haven't I seen you?"