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

Watching the sticks spinning in the latrine, Zhang Bingye's eyes fell on Jia Zhang.

The old godmother should eat shit!

"Sister, hurry home and get the pole, I'm looking at the stick."

Silly Zhu said to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu turned around and ran back.

After a while, I took a pole for drying clothes and came back.

"Banggan, you pull the other end of the pole, and I will pull you up."

Silly Zhu took the pole and handed it to the stick in the latrine.

Stick people almost fainted.

Forcibly raised the last strength, grabbed the pole.

Shazhu pulled up little by little.

Pull the stick to the edge of the latrine.

"Silly Zhu, you get started."

Jia Zhang said again.

Silly Zhu was embarrassed for a second.

He knelt down and took stick hand.

Drag the stick up.

His hands were covered with feces.

Silly Zhu is about to vomit.

"Bang, how are you doing?"

Qin Huairu knelt down and asked hurriedly.

"mother."

Bangjong was crying very sadly, and wanted to hug Qin Huairu.

"Go and wash first, don't touch me."

Qin Huairu quickly hid back.

"You still despise your son?"

"Hurry up and take the stick back."

Jia Zhang urged.

"Sister-in-law Jia, you don't mind hugging me with dung all over my body."

Silly but angry.

Jia Zhang fell silent.

Qin Huairu let the stick get up, and walked back little by little.

Jia Zhang wanted to go back with him.

The stomach growled again.

Well, I have to squat again.

With a bitter face, Jia Zhang stepped into the pit and stepped on a wooden board with one foot.

The other foot was about to step on another plank.

Zhang Bingye melted into the darkness, stretched his legs, and slapped the wooden board lightly.

The boards are offset seven or eight centimeters outward.

Jia Zhang stepped on the air.

Bending over like a bomb, fell into the latrine.

bang.

Jia Zhang poured a mouthful of feces into his mouth.

Zhang Bingye quickly dodges.

In order to avoid the splashed dung water from spraying on yourself.

After leaving the public toilet, Zhang Bingye rushed towards his home.

When he got home, Jia Zhang spat out the feces in his mouth.

"Help, help."

"Qin Huairu, silly Zhu, come and save me!"

Jia Zhang's body was heavy and he sank straight down.

Surrounded by feces and water, there was nothing strong enough to grasp.

Qin Huairu and the others haven't reached the middle courtyard yet.

I heard Jia Zhang's yelling again.

"Bang, wait for a while, I'll go see your grandma."

"Silly, you come with me."

Qin Huairu sighed in his heart.

What's the matter.

The big guys also turned back to the backyard one after another.

Seeing Mrs. Jia and Zhang staying in the latrine, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Sister Jia, why did you go in there too?"

Yan Fugui looked puzzled.

"The stick is young, you can fall into it, you shouldn't."

Liu Haizhong also found it difficult to understand.

"You still talk sarcasticly, so hurry up and drag me up."

"Besides, believe it or not, I'll smear your face with shit."

Jia Zhang was very angry.

He grabbed a handful of dung in his hand.

Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong stepped back quickly.

Who dares to touch this thing.

"Silly Zhu, help me out and pull my mother up."

Qin Huairu begged and said.

"to make."

Sha Zhu repeated his old trick, and handed Jia Zhang the pole in his hand.

Jia Zhang grabbed it.

Climb hard outside.

Almost dragged the silly column in.

"Sister Jia, wait for me to push hard, don't pull me."

Shazhu was so frightened that he sweated.

With such a big cesspit, he didn't want to be company with Jia Zhang in the cesspit.

"Then hurry up!"

Jia Zhang yelled.

Sha Zhu's anger sank to his dantian, and he grabbed the pole with both hands.

Press your body back.

Push the soles of your feet on the ground.

Pull back a little bit.

Jia Zhang's body was pulled out from the cesspit like a carrot.

Just pulled out halfway.

with a snap.

The pole couldn't bear Jia Zhang's weight.

disconnected.

Silly Zhu stepped back a few steps and sat down on the ground.

Jia Zhang's body fell back.

"Silly, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and find something stronger."

Jia Zhang became even more angry.

"I'll find out where I can find something strong for you in a while."

Shazhu's butt hurts badly, and he is also very unhappy.

"Don't the second uncle have a strong wooden stick at home, and he used it to drive his son away yesterday."

Someone said something.

Liu Haizhong's face darkened.

His stick is really strong.

But Jia Zhang and Sha Zhu had feces on their hands.

His family's stick pulled Jia Zhang out, can it still be used?

"Second uncle, please lend us a stick."

"When my mother comes out, I will definitely wash the stick and send it back to you."

Qin Huairu said quickly.

"Okay, you must remember to wash it clean."

"Guangtian, go and get that stick."

Liu Haizhong couldn't wipe his face away, so he ordered.

After a while, Liu Guangtian brought a thick wooden stick over.

"Sister Jia, hold tight this time."

Silly Zhu once again.

The stick used to beat his son in Liu Hai was indeed strong.

This time Sha Zhu successfully pulled Jia Zhang out.

After watching the excitement, the big guys covered their noses and left one after another.

"The bangs are really not a thing, they can be grinded with a stick."

"Look, it's his turn to fall into the toilet next time."

Jia Zhang scolded as soon as he came out.

"Mom, Stick is still waiting for us in the backyard."

"Go back quickly."