Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

Not happy.

I forgot to look at Zhang’s electric fan.

"Where did the watermelon come from? Could it be that wicked ghosts eat watermelon at home?"

Jia Zhang heard the sound and ran over quickly.

Seeing some pieces of watermelon in Zhang Bingye's house, Jia Zhang's eyes turned green.

Several old sisters-in-law came over curiously to look around.

Seeing the watermelon on Zhang's dining table, I felt a burst of envy.

Zhang Bingye took a knife and cut a piece of watermelon into seven or eight slices.

Sliced ​​very thin, only half a finger thick.

Put it in a bowl and walk to the door.

Hair one by one.

The child who got the watermelon called out Uncle Zhang.

Quickly put the watermelon in his mouth and licked it, tasting the sweetness of the watermelon juice outside.

All happy eyes narrowed.

"Zhang Bingye, bring over the watermelon on your table."

"This one piece by piece, it will be gone in one mouth, and I'm sending the beggar."

Jia Zhang stared at the large piece of watermelon on the dining table.

The corners of the mouth are about to drip.

"Old godmother, I owe you something, don't I?"

"Get out of here quickly."

Zhang Bingye held the bowl and cursed.

"Look, big guy, Zhang Bingye, a little bastard, hides at home and eats watermelon by himself, is that plausible?"

"I suggest that Zhang Bingye take out the watermelon and let everyone eat it together."

"Do you guys agree?"

Jia Zhang yelled, wanting to find some more people to help.

"Sister-in-law Jia, Bingye owns his own watermelon. He eats it however he likes. You're such a lazy ass."

"That's right, Zhang Bingye doesn't owe you anything."

"You want to eat it yourself, don't involve us, no one is as shameless as you."

Several people scolded Mrs. Jia and Zhang.

The children in their family ate the watermelon distributed by Zhang Bingye and relieved their cravings.

Of course, I have to help Zhang Bingye speak.

"You guys, I understand. You all speak for Zhang Bingye."

"Bullying our Jia family orphans and widows."

"¨`Old Jia, open your eyes and see, none of these people has a conscience."

"Take them away quickly."

Jia Zhang was so angry.

Sitting on the ground, he activated Lao Jia's summoning technique.

"Whoever helps me to report to the police will say that someone in our courtyard is practicing feudal superstition."

Zhang Bingye took out fifty cents and held it in the air.

"Zhang Bingye, your mind is really bad."

"Just wait, you won't be able to get it right sooner or later."

Jia Zhang quickly got up from the ground.

Patted the ashes.

He twisted his body and went back to Jia's house.

"Girl of the Han family, here are two pieces of watermelon for you."

"Tell your mother that you don't need her to return the gift, so as not to torment you."

Zhang Bingye handed the bowl directly to the little girl of the Han family.

There is a shallow nest of watermelon juice in the bowl.

It's fun.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

The girl of the Han family smiled into crescent moons with her eyes.

"Zhang Bingye, where's mine?"

"I've been standing here for so long, won't you give me something to eat?"

The stick is in a hurry.

"Did I make you stand here?"

"Qiao Deng, get out of here quickly."

"Go to your grandma and ask for watermelon."

Zhang Bingye said angrily.

He turned around and went back to the house, closing the door behind him.

Lest other people still worry about it.

Seeing Jia's family, Zhang Bingye became angry.

The Jia family spoke as if Zhang Bingye owed them.

Why? !

"You, you wait for me."

Stick clenched his fists and stared at the gate of Zhang's house bitterly.

He turned around and chased after the girl of the Han family.

Dangdang and Huaihua ran home crying.

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The two children were very sad. Everyone else had watermelons, but they didn't.

"stop!"

"Give me the bowl."

The stick stem stopped the girl of the Han family and stretched out her hand directly.

"No."

The girl of the Han family protected the bowl with both hands.

"If you don't give it to me, I will beat you."

Bang Geng took a step forward and pushed hard towards the girl of the Han family.

"oops."

The girl of the Han family staggered back a few steps, and the bowl in her hand fell on the bluestone board.

Clang.

The bowl was broken into several pieces.

The watermelon inside also fell out and fell to the ground.

The girl of the Han family didn't have time to feel the pain, she hurriedly grabbed the watermelon on the ground.

His fingers suddenly prickled.

A few drops of bright red blood dripped down.

She still ignored it and picked up the watermelon first.

"give me."

Bang Geng squatted down and snatched the watermelon from the Han girl's hand.

Regardless of the ashes on the surface of the watermelon, I ate a slice after a few bites.

The mouth is full of watermelon juice, sweet.

The stick is comfortable.

"woo woo woo woo."

"Give me back my watermelon."

"Give me back my watermelon."

The girl of the Han family cried.

I didn't cry when I was pushed down, and I didn't cry when my fingers were scratched.

Stick snatched the watermelon and ate a slice.

The girl of the Han family finally couldn't help but cry.

She wanted to take these two slices of watermelon home for her parents to eat.

Drink yourself the sweet watermelon juice in the bowl.

Now there is nothing left.

074: Orphaned and Widowed, Zhang Bingye Beats and Kicks

Hearing the crying, Zhang Bingye went out, and saw the girl of the Han family lying on the ground.

There is also a smug stick holding a slice of watermelon.

"What is your watermelon, this is my watermelon."

"If you have any delicious food in the future, send it to me first, you know?"

"If you don't send me off, I will beat you."

Sticky look on his face.

"Look at my eldest grandson, he has been promising since he was a child, and he speaks domineeringly."

"Bang, come here, let me taste the taste of watermelon."

Jia Zhang was overjoyed.

shouting loudly.

Banggen hurriedly ate the remaining piece of watermelon in his hand.

As soon as he finished eating, he felt someone pinch the back of his neck.

His body seemed to take off.

suspended in the air.

"You little bastard, you really lack education."

Zhang Bingye held the stick by the back of his neck with one hand, and swung the other hand.

He slapped stick hard on the cheek.