Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

After Jia Zhang's meal, he finally became honest.

Stick stick injured hand also disappeared for a few days.

This afternoon.

Shazhu meets Sticky Joe.

"Bang Geng, you won't be stealing this time, right?" Sha Zhu joked while looking at Bang Geng.

"Hmph, when I recover from my injury, I will steal all your pants."

Stick Terrier sneered disdainfully.

"Okay, you boy, I like your unyielding temperament."

"Whether you want to take revenge, Uncle He will show you the way."

Silly Zhu looked at the backyard with a smirk on his face.

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"Just you, come on."

"You can't even handle my grandma, so stop talking nonsense."

The stick curled his lips.

In his heart, he looked down on Shazhu very much, and he was so stupid all day long that he was almost out of shape.

"Hey, I was underestimated by your kid."

"I can't handle your grandma. Back then, Uncle He and I beat your grandma so hard that she couldn't get up."

"You didn't even have a shadow at that time."

"Your father and your mother were able to get married because of you, Uncle He, and I. Otherwise, you wouldn't be there!"

Silly Zhu didn't take it seriously, he didn't take what a brat said at all.

But he still boasted.

"What kind of skill is beating people?" Sticky looked contemptuous.

"Beating people is not considered a skill, how could it be like you to fight hard, it's like this..."

Sha Zhu raised his left hand and said angrily.

"You kid, don't talk to your Uncle He. You eat so much white flour steamed buns and grow so fat that you can't even beat Song Wu, the youngest son of old man Song in the backyard."

"You're not ashamed, I'm ashamed for you."

"Who, who said you can't beat it?"

The stick was brought up to the point of pain, but the dead duck was stubborn, and looked at Sha Zhu angrily and asked back.

"I can beat you. You have been beaten many times by others."

"I just let him go."

"Come on, if you want revenge, you can follow Uncle He into the house. If you are a coward and don't have the guts to take revenge, you can stay cool and stay there. Uncle He has no time to talk nonsense with you."

Silly Zhu got a little impatient.

Bickering with the kid can kill anger. I was in a good mood just now, but now it disappears all of a sudden.

Silly Zhu turned and walked into the house.

"Hmph, there is nothing in this courtyard that I dare not do."

"Afraid that you are a fool?"

This time, the stick was injured, and he was honest for two days. After the two days passed, not only did he have no fear.

On the contrary, it fueled his courage even more.

Now the sky is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, I saw him valiantly, following Silly Zhu into the house with great arrogance.

I saw Silly Zhu sitting on a chair.

Sticky first glanced around the room with his thief eyes.

Good guy.

I haven't been here for two days, and there are really many good things in the house.

How dare you blatantly let the young master see it?

It seems that Shazhu is really stupid.

I don't have a long memory at all after taking things from him for so many years.

"Speak up if you have something to say, let go if you have to fart, I don't have much time to talk to you."

Stick Terrier sat carelessly opposite Sha Zhu.

Crossed Erlang's legs.

Like staying in your own home.

"Hey, you kid is really kind, much better than your old man."

Silly Zhu gave a sincere admiration.

If it wasn't for the fact that this kid looked exactly like Jia Dongxu, Sha Zhu really doubted whether he was a bastard.

My temper is too high.

The little brat is full of energy.

　407 "That's right, my grandma said that my personality followed her. She also said that if you two don't divorce, I will be like your child. My grandma said that you have a stubborn temper and courage, and you are not afraid of anyone in the courtyard."

The stick stem rolled its eyes.

I praised the fool, this is to pave the way for the next time I come to the house to steal things.

In fact, grandma is the most stupid one.

A stubborn donkey.

Still don't know good or bad.

What the hell! ! !

When Sha Zhu heard this, he felt like shit.

It just came to the bottom of my heart.

In this courtyard, the person who knows me best is Jia Zhang?

Silly Zhu felt very awkward.

"Banggan, it's been a long time since I ate meat. You have suffered such a serious injury. Your grandma is not allowed to cut a piece of meat for you. Make up for it."

Silly Zhu quickly changed the topic.

"Just after the new year, what kind of meat to eat, grandma said my child recovered quickly."

Lift the meat.

Stick stem couldn't help but smacked his mouth, he hadn't eaten meat for many days, and he was already hungry.

Crying and begging for grandma is useless.

The year just passed.

No one has money to buy meat.

Of course.

Except for the old man Song's house in the backyard, there is constant meat every day, and the food on the mouths of a few little wild species is shiny every day.

"Great, are you hungry?"

Silly Zhu asked knowingly with a smile when he saw the appearance of the stick.

"What's the matter, you called me over to eat meat, are you planning to recognize my grandson?"

"Still want to remarry my grandma?"

stick stem asked.

"Fuck your grandma, just mention your grandma and get the hell out of me."

Silly Zhu couldn't stand it anymore.

Just scold.

Jia Zhang has always been a lingering shadow in his heart these years.

I don't know how many nightmares I've had.

Especially thinking of the wedding night with this dead old woman, silly Zhu wanted to die.

A big boy himself.

Get fucked by a shitty old woman in her 50s.

Nausea.

Stick curled his lips, and didn't continue to sprinkle salt on Shazhu's wound.

"Bang Ji, do you want to eat chicken?"

Slowed down for a moment.

Sha Zhu grinned, smiled mysteriously, looked at the stick and asked.

"chicken?"

Hearing this, Bang Geng began to look wildly at the Sha Zhu's house with his thief eyes, and sniffed hard with his nose.

chicken.

He only ate it once in his life.

Much better than pork.

Thinking of the delicious and greasy big chicken drumsticks, Bang Ji couldn't help but salivate.

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh all fell to the ground."

"Look at your prospects."

"Don't smell it, it's not in Uncle He's room."

Seeing the gluttonous look of the stick, Shazhu secretly laughed in his heart.

"Then what did you say?"

Stick rolled his eyes.

"Tsk, Uncle He doesn't have it here, but there is one in the backyard. Isn't old man Song's family in the backyard raising a brood of old hens?"

"Now his son blows up your hand like this with a firecracker, why don't you ask him for a chicken as compensation?"

"At least two, these two fingers."

Silly smirk.

From the year before last, when the family had more children, Qin Huairu built a chicken coop behind the house.

Raised a brood of pullets.

She usually lays eggs for her own children to eat, but Qin Huairu has not been idle for five years.

Basically didn't take care of the chicks.

Qin Jingru has always taken care of it, and Shazhu often sees Qin Jingru feeding the chickens.

In summer, I will take the children out to catch bugs.

Come back and feed the chicks.

It can be said that Qin Jingru took care of it meticulously and put a lot of effort into it.