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

After eating a brick, Shazhu felt his arm swell.

A little weak.

He Yushui leaned against the window, looking in the direction of Zhang Bingye's house.

"Rain, what are you looking at?"

"Are there flowers over there?"

Silly asked casually.

"The Zhang family bought an electric fan, and they said it was a Watson brand."

"I don't know what it looks like, hey."

He Yushui said with envy.

"What? Zhang Bingye bought an electric fan?"

"Can't you?"

Silly Zhu's body froze, his face stiffened.

"Why not?"

"Zhang Bingye asked for leave this afternoon to buy it, and many old sister-in-laws have seen it."

He Yushui said firmly.

Shazhu's face twitched, and his good mood suddenly disappeared.

I was sweating profusely at night.

Zhang Bingye was blowing an electric fan at home.

Comparing people to people, it makes me mad!

Yan family.

"Did you know that Zhang Bingye already bought an electric fan?"

"I just bought it today. I saw him pull it back with my own eyes. It's still a Watson brand."

"When will our family buy an electric fan?"

The third aunt said enviously.

"Electric fan? Zhang Bingye is too good at enjoying it."

"That stuff is too expensive, he really dares to fix it."

Yan Fugui was sour.

I just took a big mouthful of lemon and couldn't help sighing.

"That's not true, the old landlord couldn't keep up with his 387 good days in the early years."

"But the child is really capable, but it's a pity that Xie Ti is too young."

The third aunt said very disappointed.

Yan Jieti is doing homework.

Hearing this, his face turned red.

"What are you talking about, where did it go all of a sudden?"

Yan Fugui said angrily.

I wondered if I could borrow Zhang's electric fan and use it.

You can borrow it for a day.

Electric fans are so rare.

At the same time, Yi Zhonghai's family, Liu Haizhong's family, and others.

We're all talking about electric fans.

And the focus of their discussion was Zhang Bingye.

I am eating watermelon at home.

Zhang Bingye changed a bucket of cold water halfway, and soaked Coca-Cola in the cold water.

The watermelon soaked for over an hour.

The temperature is just right.

Cut it from the middle, put half in the storage ring and hide it, and cut the half into pieces.

Zhang Bingye grabbed it and ate it.

Sweet and crunchy.

After a short time, he ate a quarter of the watermelon.

Take a break for a while.

Cook later.

On a hot day, eat cold watermelon and drink a few mouthfuls of Coca-Cola.

The electric fan sends a faint breeze.

Just one word: beautiful!

"According to the time, Xu Damao should have had a fight with Shazhu, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Zhang Bingye muttered to himself.

Could it be that Xu Damao was killed by Sha Zhu?

Should not be ah.

...

Xu Damao came back with blood on his face.

His expression was extremely hideous.

"Da Mao, who beat you up?"

"Who made such a ruthless hand?"

Yan Fugui's heart twitched as he watched.

Xu Damao didn't say anything.

Walked to the backyard with a cold face.

Come back home.

"Da Mao, what's the matter with you?"

"Who hit you?"

When Lou Xiaoe saw the blood on Xu Damao's face, her voice trembled with anger.

"Silly Zhu, that dog basket did it."

Xu Damao went to the stove and picked up a kitchen knife.

After thinking about it, he put it down again.

You may not be able to kill Silly Zhu with a knife, but you will definitely go to jail.

Even if he was stabbed to death, he would still be shot.

Xu Damao claimed to be an artist, and he exchanged one with a fool like Shazhu.

Not cost-effective.

Putting down the knife, Xu Damao still couldn't hold back his breath.

"Da Mao, why don't we go find Zhang Bingye."

"With his help, we are appointed to deal with Silly Zhu."

Lou Xiaoe felt that Xu Damao's state was not right, so she persuaded him.

"to make."

Xu Damao thought for a while and nodded heavily.

The two came to Zhang's house together.

"Bingye, I'm your sister Xiao'e, Da Mao and I have something to ask you for."

Lou Xiaoe knocked on the door.

"come in."

Zhang Bingye was half lying on the chair.

It's so comfortable, I don't even bother to move.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe entered.

Seeing Zhang Bingye's casual posture.

There are several large watermelons on the table.

There is an electric fan on the side to blow the air slowly.

It's nice.

"Bingye, you really know how to enjoy it."

Xu Damao secretly scolded a big dog in his heart, with a smile on his face.

"Hey, hang out."

"Oh, Brother Da Mao, what's wrong with you?"

"Who beat you like this? It's too black-hearted."

Zhang Bingye looked 'surprised'.

My heart is like a mirror.

It was appointed that Xu Damao went to check secretly and knew that he was infertile.

If he failed to find Sha Zhu for revenge, he would be manipulated instead.

He just waited for Xu Damao to come to the door.

"Besides Shazhu, who else can be."

"Brother Bingye, you have to help me, I really can't bear this tone."

Speaking of this, Xu Damao burst into tears.

Tooth itching from hatred, feeling like I can't beat it.

It's going to drive him crazy.

"No rush, no hurry, come, eat melon first."

Zhang Bingye gave Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe a small piece of watermelon each.

The thinner kind.

Xu Damao gasped after a few bites.

Smash it, smash your mouth, you can't finish it.

"Tell me, how do you want me to help?"

Zhang Bingye asked about the business.

"Let's rush to Sha Zhu's house together and beat him up hard."

Seeing that Zhang Bingye didn't intend to continue giving the watermelon, Xu Damao began to express his thoughts.

"And then, when you are on the order, will you be punished by silly Zhu?"

Zhang Bingye asked back.