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

Yu Li was very embarrassed.

But thinking of the Yan family, they were still waiting for her to bring some food back.

She was full by herself, so she went back empty-handed and couldn't explain.

"There's nothing wrong with that."

"Sister Li, listen to me, take this fish back."

Zhang Bingye grabbed Yu Li's hand and put the porcelain bowl in Yu Li's hand.

"Row."

Yu Li's face turned red all of a sudden, and she didn't dare to look at Zhang Bingye.

Holding the bowl, he ran out of Zhang's house.

After leaving the gate of Zhang Bingye's house, Yu Li let out a sigh of relief.

Heart thumping thumping.

This kid actually grabbed my hand, it must be on purpose, you stinking hooligan.

But he is really handsome, more than a head taller than me.

He spoke so domineeringly just now.

Yu Li was thinking wildly in her heart, and walked over to Yan's house

Just walked to the door of Jia's house.

"Lily, you are amazing."

"Quick, hold it for me, you can rest."

Before Yu Li could react, the porcelain bowl in her hand was taken away by Yan Jiecheng.

"Hey."

Before Yu Li finished speaking, Yan Jiecheng ran into the room.

"I just said that Zhang Bingye is a sensible person, look, am I wrong?"

Yan Fugui smiled proudly.

"Dad, you're really good, you've got it right."

Yan Jiecheng gave a thumbs up.

"Lily is back, you are a great hero today, sit down and eat."

Yan Fugui saw Yu Li coming in and greeted her.

"I finished eating at Zhang Bingye's house."

"You guys eat."

Yuli said with a smile.

"You didn't eat less at Zhang Bingye's house, did you?"

Yan Jiecheng asked a question.

"I ate two bowls of white rice, several pieces of fried fish, and a lot of chicken."

Yu Li had a look of enjoyment on her face.

"Next time you wash your clothes, give them to me."

Yan Jiecheng rolled his eyes, leaned over and said.

"Fuck off."

Yu Li cursed.

"This kid is really willing to eat."

Yan Jiecheng just listened to Yu Li and was envious.

The four children of the Yan family were all raised by Yan Fugui as a teacher before.

All the fine grains at home should be replaced with coarse grains, otherwise it would not be enough.

Yan Xiecheng ate very little of fine grains like white rice.

Not to mention pan fried fish and chicken.

Only during the Chinese New Year can we have a meal.

"Zhang Bingye's salary is 37.5 a month, and when he is promoted to a fourth-level welder, it will be 47.5 a month."

"Eating something meaty is nothing."

"If you live up to your spirits and eat meat every day, I can also enjoy it."

Yan Fugui criticized.

Yan Jiecheng suddenly wilted.

Jia family.

Qin Huairu sighed while washing the dishes.

During a meal in the evening, the sticks made a scene several times.

One will eat fried fish, and the other will eat chicken.

Qin Huairu had a hard time persuading Bang Gauge.

Tired.

Thinking about it, Qin Huairu turned his head and glanced at Banggen.

BangJiao was getting together with Jia Zhangshi, and he didn't know what he was muttering about.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

"Grandma, it's definitely okay to go to the wicked ghost's house to get fish."

"But his house is locked every day, so I can't get in."

The stick is a bit difficult.

The stick stem now is only initially showing the potential of 'Stealth'.

Haven't mastered the lockpicking skill yet.

No, a lock stumped him.

"I've already thought of it."

"Don't worry, tomorrow morning, I won't let that wicked ghost lock the door."

"When the time comes, I'll let you out, and you go inside and get something to eat."

Jia Zhang's expression was like he was holding the pearls in his hands.

"Really?"

"There are so many fish in the wicked ghost's house, how much should I bring back?"

"He still eats chicken today, what if he still has chicken at home?"

Sticky is excited.

The 'Stealing Saint' gene in the body is ready to move.

"If you have anything to eat, take it all back."

"Not at all left to wicked ghosts."

Jia Zhang's five fingers grabbed the air hard.

"The wicked ghost can't call the police, right?"

Stick stems are a little timid.

"What's the point of calling the police? We don't admit it. Even if the wicked ghosts know that we did it, they can only jump."

Jia Zhang smiled sinisterly.

"Okay, let's do that."

Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and Bang Giao decides to do a big job.

After finishing this vote, there are all chicken and fish.

After Zhang Bingye finished his meal, he washed the dishes.

Dry the clothes and sheets again.

He took a book and a ponytail, and sat at the door to read.

There isn't much entertainment these days.

Those who have daughters-in-law are busy making people at home.

Go to bed early if you don't have a wife.

Before the sun went down, Zhang Bingye read a book to pass the time.

027: The little Maza was trampled

What Zhang Bingye read was a book on welding skills.

Now he is at the level of a seventh-level welder, and he still wants to go up to another liter.

If you can be an engineer, you will be a big loser.

There are only a few engineers in the entire rolling mill.

Factory director Yang Liangping treats engineers equally.

Moreover, the top engineers are only registered in the rolling mill and receive their salaries.

The main business is doing research in research institutes or schools.

Thieves chic.

After watching for a while, the sky gradually darkened.

Zhang Bingye has the ability to see things in the dark, so he continued to watch.

"Bingye, it's getting dark and you're still reading."

exclaimed one resident, laughing.

"Ah, I was so engrossed in watching it that I forgot."

Zhang Bingye explained.

Put away the book, get up and go back to the house to continue reading.

If you continue to read books outside, it is easy to be regarded as crazy.

It's okay to read a book in the room, and when the lights are turned off, others can't see what he is doing.

He was so fascinated by reading that he forgot the pony outside the door.

Jia Zhang saw the little Maza at the door of Zhang's house.

A sinister smile appeared on his face.

He ran a few steps to the door of Zhang's house and kicked the little maza hard.

Jump up and onto the pony.

I want to break the ponytail.

It's better for Zhang Bingye to drop his ass the next time he sits down.

Jia Zhang thought about it, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Click.