Crash!

Jiang Xiaohu domineeringly pushed open the door of the hall and pushed Wang Qiang in.

Wang Qiang stumbled and almost tripped over the threshold. He was very unhappy, but extremely helpless. Who knows how Jiang Xiaohu, the grandson of the turtle, suddenly changed from a thin and bullied kid to a guy who can beat and scold?

Hey, miserable, miserable!

Thinking of me Wang Qiang, I wanted to take the opportunity of repairing the water pipes to please this little widow well, and get a little bit cheaper in the future, and I didn't forget to be a man and go through this world.

But now?

Wang Qiang's heart is bitter, his face is even more ugly, whether he wants to cry or not, whether he wants to laugh or not, it is simply a big bitter melon.

Biyun couldn't bear to see it, and frowned. Wang Qiang saw it inadvertently, and suddenly felt relieved.

"That's right, the little lady is soft-hearted, I might as well be a pitiful look, and let her persuade the little tiger to let me go. If my mother-in-law knows about this, she will have to divorce me. Wang Qiang said secretly.

So, he made a more bitter face, and rubbed his eyes desperately to make himself look like he was crying.

Sure enough, this set of tricks fooled Biyun.

Biyun couldn't bear to see it, how could it be that Wang Qiang had also helped her family a lot. Although I think back now, those broken water pipes and wires are all inexplicable.

She quietly pulled Jiang Xiaohu's clothes, and when Wang Qiang lowered his head to wipe his tears, she said to him: "Xiaohuzi, forget it, you see him crying." I think he probably knows he's wrong, so let's let him go. ”

Jiang Xiaohu smiled: "Sister Biyun, this guy's tears are crocodile tears." ”

"What fish?" Biyun was stunned.

"Crocodile. Jiang Xiaohu said, "Don't worry about this, listen to my bag." By the way, Sister Biyun, do you have a pen and paper here?"

Biyun was stunned again, although Jiang Xiaohu was younger than her, but there was a manly domineering spirit in his speech and demeanor. She couldn't help it, so she took him as the backbone.

Nodding, Biyun hurriedly went to get the paper and pen. After handing it to Jiang Xiaohu, he stood by the door and watched this scene. She was very curious, what did Jiang Xiaohu want Wang Qiang to do?

What can a letter of guarantee do? A good person doesn't need to write a letter of guarantee, and he will never do bad things that he should not do. Even if the bad guy writes 10,000 guarantees, he still does what he should do.

Biyun is a few years older than Jiang Xiaohu, and he has eaten a few more years of dry food, and he still has a thorough understanding of human nature.

When Wang Qiang heard the conversation between the two, he sighed in his heart, and secretly scolded: "Jiang Xiaohu, who is x you, you just refuse to let me go today! Okay, just write! Lao Tzu wrote today, and the little widow's bed will be early in the future! If you don't go to this bed, Lao Tzu will be a turtle bastard, and a green hat will be worn in the next life!"

He made a poisonous wish to himself in his heart.

"I said big electrician, don't do this to show us!" Jiang Xiaohu wore Wang Qiang's trick at a glance, "Hurry up, I said you write." ”

Wang Qiang saw that the plan failed, so he began to pretend to be in pain: "Ouch, hey, my wrist was pinched by you just now, it hurts here, and I can't hold a pen." ”

He also pretended, picked up the pen tremblingly, snapped, and fell to the ground. Then he turned around and looked at Jiang Xiaohu helplessly.

Jiang Xiaohu sneered: "It hurts, right? It just so happens that your brother tiger can massage the bones, and the so-called bell must be tied to the bell, come on, I'll cure you." ”

couldn't help but say, he grabbed Wang Qiang's wrist again. This time, he used all his strength, just listen to the sound of the card, Wang Qiang's wrist bone was almost pinched out of place.

Of course, Jiang Xiaohu still pays attention to proportion. If you want him to hurt, you can't hurt it, otherwise you really can't write.

"Ah~ It hurts, brother, brother, you are my brother!" Wang Qiang's pain was called a cold sweat, and it felt like taking a cold shower in the ditch.

Before this moment, Wang Qiang felt that the biggest pain he had eaten in his life was the moment when he was pressed on the well platform by Jiang Xiaohu. But just now he realized that he was still too young!

Jiang Xiaohu is now beating chicken blood, eating a century-old ginseng, and the energy seems to be endless, and it will never be used up. If this continues, his little bone stick is likely to be destroyed in his hands!

The pain caused Wang Qiang to close part of his brain circuit, leaving only the desire to survive. He hurriedly shouted: "What do you say, I will do, I will write~"

"Really?" Jiang Xiaohu raised his arm a few more inches.

"Whew, I write, I write, grandpa, I write!" Wang Qiang fell to his knees with a thud of pain, tears and sweat mixed together and flowed down his face.

Biyun couldn't bear to see it, don't turn his face, I feel that this person is so ungentleman, he must be a big man in the anti-Japanese era. I thought again, Xiaohuzi is really capable, and his strength is so great.

She couldn't help but turn her head and secretly look at Jiang Xiaohu's silhouette.

The young man is not tall and mighty, but his skin is tight and his muscles are firm, his shirt is close to his skin, and the extremely ordinary fabric outlines the lines of youth.

At that glance, Biyun's eyes were suddenly hot, his ears were hot, his face was red, and his heart was beating hard, as if he was about to rush out of his throat.

Although she was married, she had never experienced such a thing. and her husband, it is a blind date, engagement, marriage, a set of processes, everyone is so logical, Biyun also thinks it is logical.

In the countryside, everyone usually lives like this. Biyun also thinks that a woman should marry a man and have a baby. It's a pity that before the baby was born, the man died.

Before today, she had never felt a heartbeat, and even this young woman in her twenties couldn't figure out what it was like. She only knows that there is such a small seedling that is taking root and sprouting in her heart. She didn't know that this seedling would grow strong and grow in the future, and become a big tree enough to sprout for her lifetime.

A long, long time later, Biyun realized that that feeling was called love.

Jiang Xiaohu pointed to the paper with his finger and read it word by word, and Wang Qiang wrote word by word.

It is said to be a guarantee, but in fact, it also contains a confession. Wang Qiang wrote on the paper about his psychological activities to take advantage of and the matter of blocking the water pipe with cotton strips. Finally, I promised that I would not commit any more crimes in the future, get along with each other in normal times, and sign and draw charges.

Wang Qiang finished writing this big article with tears in his eyes, and after writing, he shook his wrist and said to Jiang Xiaohu bitterly: "Xiaohu, I have been in school for seven years, and I have never written so many words at one time, alas!"

"You just have fun, if I tell the police this time, you have to go to prison, do you know?" Jiang Xiaohu scared him, "But if you don't say it this time, it doesn't mean that Sister Biyun won't continue to pursue it, and don't bully her into a woman's family, understand? Otherwise, don't blame me for stabbing your tigress!"

"Brother, brother is wrong, you have mercy, I'll leave. Wang Qiang hurriedly waved his hand and asked for mercy again and again.

If Jiang Xiaohu almost broke his wrist, then his daughter-in-law would definitely be able to pick off his waist because of this.

Jiang Xiaohu sneered: "Look at your cowardice, if I get married in the future, I will definitely not be a strict wife." ”

"Yes, you can, I believe it!" Wang Qiang was still unconvinced, and he didn't dare to show it, so he only responded sourly, turned around and walked out, and almost bumped into Biyun sitting on the threshold without paying attention.

This time, Wang Qiang didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Biyun, and walked away with a red face. Before going out, he was barked by the dog, and he fell down in fright and got out of the door.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!" Jiang Xiaohu became childish, clapping his hands and laughing.

Biyun was stunned, this guy is still a big boy at all!

The problem is solved, the water pipe is fine, should be happy. But Biyun's heart suddenly became pantothenic and uncomfortable. She lowered her eyebrows, and her eyes were red. Because of outsiders, she couldn't cry out loud, so she secretly decided that when Jiang Xiaohu left later, she would close the door and cry bitterly.

Jiang Xiaohu was happy, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, and when he looked down, Biyun shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head, and his face was almost buried in his hair.

Although he couldn't see her face, Jiang Xiaohu could feel the sadness and helplessness.

In good conscience, Biyun is not the kind of woman who is weak and not frightened outside. When she went to the field, she was no worse than an old man's labor. There was even a time when the water stopped, and Jiang Xiaohu saw her carry two large barrels of mountain spring water to her home.

That mountain road is rugged, not to mention a woman's house, even if he is a young man with strong blood, it is difficult to walk down in one breath. But Biyun not only walked down, but also took two trips in one go.

At that time, the blue clouds were as strong as a piece of granite. But now, she is so weak and helpless, which makes Jiang Xiaohu's heart hurt very much, and he wants to step forward and take her into his arms and take care of her.

However, the idea that men and women are not intimate is firmly engraved in his mind. Even if his heart was surging and his blood was boiling like boiling oil, Jiang Xiaohu's two legs did not move.

It was Biyun, she probably felt something, wiped the corners of her eyes with both hands, and tried to squeeze out a smile, before raising her head.

"Huzi, is he gone?hey, I was a little dizzy just now...... Biyun smiled.

Liar, look at your eyes are red, you have simply cried. Jiang Xiaohu suddenly regretted that he had let Wang Qiang go so easily just now, it was really cheap for him.

He secretly decided that the next time he met Wang Qiang, he would definitely help Biyun avenge.

Biyun got up and walked towards the kitchen, saying as he walked: "You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?" Sister has a strip for you to eat, you wait, don't go~"

This is not a polite tone, Jiang Xiaohu can hear it.

The eagerness, the longing for him to stay for breakfast, was so thick that it was almost visible to the naked eye, and it was palpable.

Therefore, although Jiang Xiaohu had already eaten, he still promised: "Hey, it's good!"

"You sit down first, watch TV, there should be a good show here, right? The remote control is on the table, if you want to drink tea, pour it yourself." ”

Biyun said naturally, as if the room was not an outsider, but his own brother.

Kind, familiar, no need to pretend, very comfortable feeling.