In Baicun, if you want to talk about rich people, Widow Chen's family is.

Chen Xiaoshui's father, a cadre of a coal mine in the province, died in an accident a few years ago, and the mine gave him several thousand yuan in pensions.

Chen Xiaoxuan and his two younger sisters can also receive child support, which is ten yuan per month each.

In addition, Widow Chen has an uncle who settled overseas in his early years, made a fortune in business, and sent money to the mainland every year. It is said that Widow Chen can get hundreds of dollars a year, including US dollars and Hong Kong dollars.

Widow Chen can calculate, make a living by lending money in the village, make money with money, and the interest is two or three cents, and her small life is prosperous.

Chen Laosan was very troublesome, thinking about Widow Chen and Widow Chen's money.

Dealing with Chen Laosan, he can still make some money, and he is too willing to do it with white hands.

But Chen Xiaozhuan was a little reluctant, white-handed was a disaster, and his mother taught him not to associate with white-handed since he was a child.

Bai Dang enlightened Chen Xiaosan and said, "Little shackles, we can't deal with Chen Laosan." My eldest brother fights hard, and with his help, he can do it. ”

It makes sense, but Chen Xiaoshuan didn't let his hands enter the door, "Then you wait, I'll ask my mother to go." ”

Chen Xiaoxuan turned around to find his mother.

Bai Dang sat under the window of Chen's house and waited.

The white hand was calm, he was still two or three meters away from the door of Chen's house, and sat on the ground against the locust tree.

After a while, Chen Xiaoshuan came back.

"Brother Hand, my mother agreed. My mother said, give Brother Dang two corners per night, you are amazing, give you triangles every night. ”

Brother Hand is white hand, and being a brother is white hand.

After listening to Chen Xiaoshuo, he grabbed Bai Dang's ear with his white hand, "Xiaoshuo gave you two corners, you said that there was only one corner, stinky boy, make a fortune on your eldest brother." ”

"Big brother, I was wrong." Bai Dang hurriedly accompanied the smiling face.

However, Chen Xiaoxuan said: "Brother Hand, you have to stay outside." ”

"I listen to you, and I can stay anywhere." Of course, the white hand did not object, he was persona non grata in the whole village, and no one liked him to enter the door.

Bai Dang said: "Little bolt, this can't be done. Let my eldest brother stay outside, if Chen Laosan enters the house, my eldest brother will not be able to help. ”

Hearing that Bai Dang was reasonable, Chen Xiaozhuan ran to ask his mother again.

As a result, Widow Chen agreed to enter the courtyard with her bare hands, but she could not enter the house.

This is good, stretched out his hand with his white hand, and said unceremoniously: "Xiao Bolt, let's be a villain first and then a gentleman." ”

Chen Xiaoxuan smiled, "Brother Hand, you are so particular. ”

The triangular money went into the pocket of the white hand.

Of course, Bai Dang also got his two corners.

took people's money and eliminated disasters for others, and the two brothers of the Bai family went into ambush separately.

Bai Dang followed Chen Xiaozhuan into the house.

In the yard with white hands, he found a good place, leaned against the straw stack of the house, and drilled into it backwards, which was both hidden and cold-proof.

No, there is no guy at hand, and he can't beat Chen Laosan, who is tall and tall.

He crawled out with white hands, found a bamboo pole in the yard, and returned to the haystack with it.

At this moment, the bell rang in the house, and it rang exactly twelve times.

Bai Shou said, as the old saying goes, after the bad guys do things in the middle of the night, Chen Laosan should also come.

Not to mention, there is real movement outside the wall.

With a tight grip in his white palm, he is familiar with small actions, and he has not let Chen Laosan be fooled, but he can set up an ambush to deal with Chen Laosan, and it is the first time for him.

The courtyard wall of Widow Chen's house is made of bricks, only one meter and a half high, which can prevent gentlemen from villains.

With a snap, Chen Xiaozhuan rested on the wall and the canned bottle fell to the ground, which really came in handy.

The white hand held his breath and remained unmoved.

After a while, someone was digging the wall, and it was next to the straw stack.

The white hand could hear the heavy breathing of the wall-scraper.

It should be Chen Laosan of that dog day.

I only heard Chen Laosan go down the wall, along the rice paddle, and approached the house lightly.

Not to mention, the hiding place he found with his white hands was right in front of Chen Laosan, which could be described as a crooked hit.

The distance is less than a meter.

The moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the moonlight was dim, but the white hand could still see the figure.

This Chen Laosan is sneaky, bent over, not like when he is usually arrogant.

If you do bad things, your heart is empty, and you will be in vain.

On the contrary, the white hand is not nervous, holding the flat shoulder, ready to attack at any time.

Chen Laosan finally came to the windowsill.

It turned out that Widow Chen lived in the East Wing, which was next to the straw stack.

Chen Laosan began to pick the window, he had a knife in his hand, and he was picking the latch of the window door.

Bai Shou said, Widow Chen can live, so rich, and she still uses this old-fashioned glass and wooden window, but it leaves a chance for a bastard like Chen Laosan.

The door latch opened, and there was no reaction in the room, so Chen Laosan slowly opened a window again.

Shot with a white hand.

first moved his body out of one meter, his head and shoulders left the straw stack, and then used all his strength to smash Chen Laosan fiercely with a flat pole.

Poof, there was a muffled sound, hitting Chen Laosan's waist.

Chen Laosan was caught off guard and threw himself on the windowsill, his head just hit the glass window, and he smashed the glass with a bang.

"There's a thief." Widow Chen's screams rang out in the room.

The door of the hall suddenly opened, and Bai Dang and Chen Xiaozhuan both rushed out, one holding a wooden stick and the other holding a hoe, and they didn't make a sound, and rushed straight towards Chen Laosan.

Chen Laosan panicked and retreated again and again.

With a wicked smile in his white hand, he swept Chen Laosan with a flat pole.

This Chen Laosanta was swept to the ground by the flat shoulder of his white hand without being beaten, crawled with a roll, and fled towards the courtyard gate.

Climbed out of the straw stack with white hands, tied up his steps, took the flat as a javelin, roared, and threw the flat pole at Chen Laosan.

It is in the back of Chen Laosan.

Chen Laosan groaned, ignored the pain, and continued to escape.

This sound made the white hand stunned in place.

No, listening to this voice, it doesn't look like Chen Laosan.

Bai Dang and Chen Xiaoshui are young after all, and they don't have much courage, and if they don't chase after them, they will stop, and there is nothing left.

Seeing Chen Laosan snatch the door away.

The more Bai Shou thought about it, the more wrong it became, and without waiting for Widow Chen to open the door and thank her, she pulled her second brother Bai Dang and walked out.

Chen Xiaozhuan chased him out.

"Brother Hand, you can't go, Chen Laosan may come back."

Bai Shou said: "Don't worry, Xiao Bolt, he sees that we have been prepared for a long time, and he will definitely not come again." ”

"But, Brother Hand, that money is one night's wages."

This is also true, you can't be untrustworthy, and you can't give up halfway.

Bai Shou said: "Okay, you two have to go to school tomorrow, you two go to sleep, I will stay here for another three hours." ”

As he said, he sent the second brother and Chen Xiaoshuan back to sleep with his white hands, and squatted on the camphor tree in front of Chen's house.

Where is squatting, in fact, it is a nap, and not long after the white hand sits on the branch, he forgets the cold and falls asleep in a daze.

When I woke up, the sky was polished.

The white hand was afraid that people would see him gossiping, so he got off the tree and slipped home.

It's just that I have a big question in my heart, who was that unlucky guy last night.

Listening to that "ah", the white hand is very familiar, and it is definitely not Chen Laosan of the dog day.

When I arrived at the door of the house, I finally remembered who that person was last night.