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

Xu Damao's force is not a thing.

In the original play, Lou Xiaoe, Qin Jingru, and Yu Haitang were all yelled at by Xu Damao.

Those little widows in the countryside, let alone how many there are.

He came over to say good things about it, and appointed him to do something.

"Brother Bingye, you are so right."

"That bastard silly Zhu, you see I won't kill him sooner or later."

Xu Damao seemed to have found a confidant.

They all called Brother Bingye.

"Ha ha."

Zhang Bingye smiled.

"By the way, brother Bingye, do you remember what I told you last time?"

"Come to my house one day and bring your dried fish. I'll prepare wine and let your sister-in-law cook two dishes. We brothers will be happy."

Xu Damao sent an invitation.

"Okay, you set a date, I'm free."

Zhang Bingye nodded.

He was trying to find something for Sha Zhu to do, when Xu Damao ran over.

Coincidentally not.

"Then tomorrow, let's talk about it."

Xu Damao said.

"to make."

Zhang Bingye nodded.

Xu Damao happily left.

Several children walked to Zhang Bingye's side.

He stared helplessly at the small half bowl of lard residue.

"Uncle Bingye."

"Brother Bingye."

I don't know who started it, a group of children called for someone.

"Come, come, have a share."

"one by one."

Zhang Bingye was not in the mood to read anymore.

Distribute lard residue to a few children.

This stuff doesn't taste very good, and he doesn't like it either.

Thinking about making some peanuts, popcorn, broad beans and so on.

Put it in the storage ring when it is ready, and take it out when you want to eat.

Taste will not change.

Bang Geng stood at the door, watching Zhang Bingye divide the lard residue.

He licked his lips.

I am very hungry.

"This dog's heart and liver are all black. He eats and drinks well every day. I don't know how to help our family."

"Look, he will be crushed to death by the machine tomorrow."

Jia Zhang yelled indignantly.

Why would Zhang Bingye not give him a stick if he gave it to other children.

Zhang Bingye put away the chair and books.

Go back to the room with the bowl to watch.

After a while, a fragile girl ran over.

There was a bowl in his hand.

"Uncle Zhang, my mother asked me to bring you a bowl of egg soup."

The little girl said crisply.

"Are you... the daughter of Old Man Han's family?"

Zhang Bingye was somewhat impressed.

"My father's name is Han Youtian."

The little girl corrected.

"Ah, I was wrong."

"Why did your mother ask you to bring egg soup?"

Zhang Bingye knelt down, took the bowl from the little girl's hand, and asked.

"My mother said you can't eat free food, I have eaten you twice."

The little girl said politely.

"That's it."

"Okay, uncle accepts, you wait."

Zhang Bingye took an empty bowl and poured the egg soup into the bowl.

Then pour all the leftover lard residue in the house into the little girl's empty bowl.

"Uncle can't eat free food from your house."

"Take this bit of lard back, and say thank you to your mother for me."

Zhang Bingye knelt down and handed the bowl to the little girl.

Old man Han spoke for Zhang Bingye last time.

Zhang Bingye remembered this.

In addition, the little girl is very polite, a little lard residue, if you give it, you will give it.

"Thank you uncle."

The little girl ran home happily with a small bowl of lard residue.

"Grandma, the wicked ghost gave the Han family a bowl of lard residue."

The stick looked at it with envy.

Hurry up and tell Jia Zhang.

"This dog thing, the meat at home is too much to eat, so I sent it to this house and that house, and it was not delivered to my house when it was wrong."

"Next time you see that money-loser taking things from the Zhang family, you'll catch her and grab the things."

Jia Zhang gritted his teeth.

"it is good."

The stick nodded heavily.

He was full of confidence to teach a money-losing guy who was several years younger than him.

Zhang Bingye was reading a book.

The little girl's voice came from outside the door again.

"Uncle Zhang, my mother asked me to bring you an egg."

The little girl was holding an egg in both hands.

I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it steady.

"Why did you bring eggs again?"

Zhang Bingye couldn't laugh or cry.

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Running at both ends is really embarrassing for this girl.

"My mother said that if you accept your lard residue, you must return the gift."

said the little girl.

"Okay, uncle accepts it."

"This bowl of egg soup, you can drink it, it is my return gift to you."

Zhang Bingye took the egg and handed the bowl of egg soup that he didn't have time to drink to the little girl.

The little girl felt something was wrong, so she hesitated.

In the end, I couldn't stand the aroma of egg soup.

He picked up the bowl and drank it cleanly.

"Thank you uncle."

The little girl ran happily and ran home.

After drinking a bowl of egg soup, she was very happy.

Zhang Bingye looked at the little girl bouncing home, with a smile on his lips.

Although the world is hard, there are still good people.

Poverty cannot erase the kindness in people's hearts.

So those beasts have bad intentions.

It has nothing to do with the lack of materials for riding horses and the difficulties of life.

Standing at the door, Bang Geng saw that the little girl's hands were empty.

He curled his lips and went home dejectedly.

"Bang, you will go to and from school with the third uncle tomorrow."

"He takes you by bike, all this week, you know?"

Qin Huairu pulled the stick and said.

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"I don't want the old nine to take me, I want Zhang's new bicycle to take me."

The sticky face pulled.

Only by taking him to school with a new bicycle can he save face.

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't call him the stinky old nine, call him the third uncle."

"The third uncle can promise to take you, our family paid for it, and he also told the teacher for you, so that no other classmates will laugh at you in the future."

Qin Huairu touched the little head of the stick.

When the child is injured, it is too late for the mother to feel the pain, so how can she be harsh on the child.

"What, that bastard Yan Fugui actually wants money?"

"It's really not a thing, you are also a waste, you will give him money if he asks for it?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, he was furious.

I think Qin Huairu is a loser.