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

Jia Zhang yelled at Qin Huairu.

"There are no fish at this spot."

"Don't make trouble, stick. I'll ask Shazhu to keep an eye on it tomorrow, and find a way to come back with some fish to satisfy your hunger."

Qin Huairu coaxed.

"No, I'm going to eat fish, and I'm going to eat it now."

"Wonderful ghosts can eat fish, so I want to eat it too."

The stick yelled non-stop.

He is the grandson of the Jia family, the future hope of the Jia family, and is deeply loved by Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu.

You have to have what you want.

If you don't give it, you will make a fuss. After you make a fuss, you will have it.

003: Idle is idle, waste!

"Zhang Bingye's family has fish, so he can't give it to us."

Qin Huairu felt troubled for a while.

Wicked ghosts, short-lived ghosts, little beasts.

It was the nickname Jia Zhang gave Zhang Bingye.

Stick stems also shouted at home.

"If he doesn't give it, you won't think of a way?"

"What's the use of your head on your neck?"

"It's really stupid."

Jia Zhang looked disgusted.

"Then I'll ask Zhang Bingye to see if he can lend me some."

Qin Huairu licked her lips.

Can't get the fish back, the son makes trouble, and the mother-in-law scolds.

Qin Huairu was also in a dilemma.

"He should have fed us."

"That little bastard should have been crushed to death back then. I have pity for my son who saved him from the disaster."

"He already owes my Jia family, a little fish is nothing."

Jia Zhang's face is straight and confident.

"Grandma is right, the wicked ghost owes our family."

"For such a big fish, he should send half of it to our family."

Stick stem eyes are bright.

"How about giving half of it, there are so many people in our family."

"He can eat a fish head by himself, and the rest should be ours."

Jia Zhang's eyes widened, and he felt that the stick was too stupid.

The stick nodded repeatedly.

Qin Huairu sighed, and walked over to Zhang Bingye's house.

The two houses are separated by a room.

After a few steps, Qin Huairu came to Zhang Bingye's door.

"Bingye, what are you doing at home?"

"Sister has something to discuss with you."

Qin Huairu knocked on the door.

"Just talk about anything."

"I can listen."

Zhang Bingye was cooking fish in the pot.

None of them opened the door.

"You open the door."

"Sister is not a tiger, why are you still afraid of me?"

Qin Huairu felt bitter in his heart.

Posture very low.

click!

The door opens.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Bingye stood in the room with a cold attitude.

"Are you stewing fish at home? It's really delicious."

"Bang Geng is young, greedy, smelling the smell of stewed fish in your house, and clamoring for fish."

"Lend me some sticks to satisfy my hunger, do you think it's okay?"

Qin Huairu first gave a compliment.

Then explain why.

"No loan."

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Bingye directly refused.

In his view, the Jia family is just a leech.

Whoever is glued to by the Jia family will be sucked blood.

It's not just blood sucking, the Jia family is feasting on it, but at the same time they hate the smell of blood.

"Bingye, there's only one person in your family. If you can't finish eating such a big fish, it's a waste."

"You know what's going on at my sister's house, so just do me a favor, and I'll remember you."

Qin Huairu made a gesture of crying.

Very poor.

With this move, Qin Huairu is in every position.

It even made the silly column circle to death.

"Sister Qin, come in and talk."

Zhang Bingye thought about it.

"Bingye, you still have a good heart."

"My mother misunderstood you before and often said something wrong about you. Don't worry, I will tell her when I go back."

"In the future, our two families will visit each other frequently."

Qin Huairu was happy all of a sudden, and hit the snake with the stick.

I thought Zhang Bingye agreed to borrow the fish.

At this moment, I was thinking about how many fish I should have.

"Sister Qin, I can borrow this fish from you, but not in vain."

Zhang Bingye said with a smile.

"Ah? Don't worry, I specified that you can't borrow it for nothing."

"When my family makes dumplings or buns, I'll give you a few."

Qin Huairu perfunctory.

The Jia family never returned what they borrowed.

No one dared to let the Jia family pay back.

Otherwise, I will give you a big hat for bullying orphans and widows.

"Sister Qin, you know my situation, I'm really holding back."

"Your thing is idle if it's idle, it's a waste, why don't you let me have a good time."

"Don't talk about borrowing fish, you can take the whole fish."

There was a smile on the corner of Zhang Bingye's mouth.

"You... you rascal!"

Qin Huairu froze for a moment, and then her face flushed with shame.

She is not a little girl, so she understands immediately.

"Sister Qin, what did you say?"

"It's a waste if I can't finish this fish, and it's a waste if you don't use it."

"Don't worry, you made me feel good, and I will definitely remember your kindness."

Zhang Bingye looked serious.

Return all that Qin Huairu said just now.

"Pooh!"

"shameless!"

Qin Huairu was furious, turned her head and ran away.

I was so angry that I was shaking.

I couldn't stop thinking about wicked ghosts and little animals.

Zhang Bingye suppressed the smile on his face and returned to the stove.

Gently stir a pot of dashi.

There is no other way to deal with the Jia family.

The lower limit of the Jia family is lower, and the lower limit of Zhang Bingye is lower than that of the Jia family.

"What about the fish?"

"Why did you come back empty-handed?"

Jia Zhang saw Qin Huairu come back empty-handed.

The face that was originally full of eagerness immediately turned black.

BangJiao also looked unhappy.

"Zhang Bingye refused to borrow fish, and even talked nonsense."

Qin Huairu has a straight face.

Although in the factory, Qin Huairu is often taken advantage of by other men.

But it's really not so straightforward and vulgar to say those things to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu was terrified when he heard that.

This will not subside.

"This little bastard is really nothing."