Zhang Bingye urged.

Old man Han went back with a happy face.

"Tch, if you want to lick Zhang Bingye's ass, even Zhang Bingye doesn't like it. I don't know what there is to be happy about."

Sitting at the door, Mrs. Jia Zhang said in a strange way.

"¨` Mrs. Jia, what do you mean?"

"Why should I... You speak too harshly."

Old man Han's face turned red with anger.

"What's the condition of your family, and you even send eggs to the Zhang family, and lick them up on the pole, am I wrong?"

"It's a pity that Zhang Bingye doesn't like you."

"What is Zhang Bingye's identity? You are an old clapper worker, how can you have the face to talk to him?"

Jia Zhang has a way of cursing people.

Just grab old man Han and do coolies.

Old man Han clenched his fists angrily.

"Why, you still want to hit someone, don't you?"

"If you hit me, I'll lie down if you hit me, can you afford to pay?"

"Hurry up and get away from my door, you stink to death."

Jia Zhang put on airs and pinched his nose.

"No matter how smelly it is, it's not as smelly as your mouth, something that eats dung and sprays dung."

"Brother Han, don't listen to the old godmother's nonsense."

"Her family will no longer have a lunch box, and she is so angry that she wants to quarrel with someone. If you quarrel with her, she will make the noise more intense."

Standing at the door, Zhang Bingye squirted at Jia Zhangshi.

Persuade old man Han.

"Zhang Bingye, you wicked and smoking thing."

"You must have retribution."

Jia Zhang shouted aggressively.

She does want to find someone to quarrel with.

Scolding old man Han, an honest person who can't talk back, doesn't have a high sense of accomplishment.

"Yes, I do have retribution."

"I passed the seventh-level welder exam, went to the technical office, bought a bicycle, and a radio."

"I'm going to find a partner soon, and I will have five or six sons by then."

"If I do good deeds, there will be good retribution."

"Some people do bad things at home all day long, thinking about messing with other people's homes? (九)??????? [Blank] (Linglong) ⑧5⑥⒈0⒐78⒉ When the things come back, there must be bad retribution waiting for her."

Zhang Bingye said coldly.

"You won't be yelling for long, let's wait and see."

Jia Zhang was so angry that he was powerless to refute.

Drop the harsh words and leave.

Old man Han smiled at Zhang Bingye and went back to the backyard.

Zhang Bingye reached into his pocket and took out the mosquito repellent card.

Used on Jia Zhang.

After finishing this work, Zhang Bingye took a small mat and sat at the door to read a book.

The main reason is to see how Jia Zhang will be bitten later.

Jia family.

"This wicked ghost still wants to have five or six sons, but I don't think he can give birth to any of them."

"At that time, he will lose money and let him go bankrupt."

"What's the use of making more money, it's all other people's family."

Jiazhang went back to the house, holding her breath in her heart, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Curse loudly.

"Grandma, when are we going to Zhang's to get food?"

Stick stem asked expectantly.

Today I smelled the aroma of big meat dishes made by Zhang's family.

The stick is really hungry.

Can't wait.

"We still have to wait a few days, when Zhang Bingye gets his salary, we will start."

"It's not very useful to get some meat and vegetables. Let's get all his salary savings back."

"Let's not talk about the partner at that time, if there is no one to help him, he will starve to death."

Jia Zhang said viciously.

Looking forward to it in his heart, Zhang Bingye was dizzy with hunger, and came to Jia's door to beg.

She spit for Zhang Bingye to eat.

129: The army of mosquitoes attacked, and the Jia family suffered again

"The wicked ghost must be very rich."

"Grandma, when the time comes, I will share half of the money I get back."

The stick's eyes lit up.

He secretly made up his mind that if he found the money, he would hide half of it in his hands first.

Then it will be divided equally with Jia Zhang's.

"No, the wicked ghost probably has hundreds of dollars in his hands."

"I'll give you ten dollars at most."

"You are a child, you can't spend so much money."

Jia Zhang said hurriedly.

"That won't work, I got all the money back, and I only get ten yuan?"

Stick stem got angry and pouted.

"What's wrong with ten yuan, I think it's too much."

"How many sodas and small cakes can you buy for ten yuan?"

Jia Zhang also said angrily.

"No, besides small cakes and soft drinks, I also want to eat roast duck and braised pork."

"At least give me 50 yuan."

Stick stems try hard to fight for themselves.

"50 yuan? Why don't you grab it?"

"Absolutely not."

Jia Zhang quit.

"Just give ten yuan, then I won't do it."

Stick stem pulled his small face and turned to one side.

Sulk.

If you get a few hundred dollars back, you only get ten dollars. Only ghosts do this kind of loss-making business.

"Hey, you kid."

Jia Zhang was very annoyed.

The two of them didn't get the money, so they broke up directly because of the money split.

"Mom, stick, what are you two arguing about?"

"Even if you get the money and quarrel again, at least you have something to say. Why are you arguing against the air?"

"Besides, stealing is wrong. If Zhang Bingye finds out again, our family will go bankrupt again."

Qin Huairu heard the quarrel between the grandparents and grandson, and persuaded with a smile.

Stick and Jia Zhang regained their composure.

The two got together again.

This time the two avoided the matter of how to divide the money, and the focus of the discussion was on how to get the money out of the Zhang family first.

Research how much money Zhang Bingye may have, where he saves his money, and so on.

Qin Huairu did not interrupt 420 and them.

In Qin Huairu's heart, she also had a lot of resentment towards Zhang Bingye.

They are already seventh-level welders, with high wages and good benefits, and they still don’t help their Jia family.

And the last time Qinhuai Ruqing wiped the door of Zhang's house, she even specially gave Zhang Bingye some benefits.

Zhang Bingye looked at it, but didn't say anything later.

If the stick can really get money from the Zhang family, Qin Huairu is happy to see it.

If the money falls to Jia's family, no matter how the money is spent on the stick, it will always be spent on the stick.

Snapped!

Jia Zhang stretched out his hand to slap a mosquito to death, and said bitterly: "There are so many mosquitoes in the house, they are all going to bite me to death."

"Qin Huairu, you stupid bastard, why don't you hurry up and order the mosquito killer tablets."

After scolding Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang continued to talk eagerly with Bang Geng.

The sticks kept beating the mosquitoes.

It felt like mosquitoes were coming to bite him continuously.

Qin Huairu lit the anti-mosquito tablet, and thick smoke came out.

The mosquitoes in the house were cleaned up.

Jia Zhang had just said a few words to BangGong, and then the mosquitoes came again.

"Grandma, why are there so many mosquitoes biting me?"

Stick stick stood next to Jia Zhang, patting here and there with his two little hands.

A dozen corpses of mosquitoes were stuck to his hands.

I can't even shoot it.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Jia Zhang was also beating mosquitoes, all over her face, hands, and calves.

"Why are there so many mosquitoes?"

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