Chapter 89, I entered the small courtyard while it was dark (2 more

Listening to Zhao's voice, Zhu Xiaoyou instantly wanted to go berserk.

Zhu Zhaodi got up quickly and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao pushed Zhu Zhaodi away and walked towards his room.

Seeing that the door was still locked, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Shaking his hand and holding the key, he opened the door, and when he entered the house, he quickly closed it.

Zhu Zhaodi was pushed to the ground, and after standing up straight, her eyes turned red, but she didn't say anything, so she entered the house and lay down next to Zhu Hua'er.

Looking at the roof, tears fell silently.

She doesn't know what other people's mothers look like, but she is really different from Zhu Jinzhi's mother.

Reaching out and touching her heart, she silently asked herself, what was she expecting?

Hope for what?

Zhao entered the house, took the key to open the cabinet, took out the money bag from the corner, looked at the money inside, it seemed that there was no less, and hurriedly put it back and locked the cabinet again.

Sitting on the kang and exhaling, looking at the door in a daze.

Zhu Erlang came back, looked at the bucket at the door, was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything, carried the bucket into the yard, put it at the door, entered the house, and saw Zhao sitting on the kang in a daze, and couldn't help asking, "Wen Niang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhao came back to his senses when he heard this, glanced at Zhu Erlang, didn't say anything, got up and went out of the house, took hot water to take a bath, and after returning to the house, he lay down and fell asleep.

“……”

Although Zhu Erlang was puzzled, he didn't ask much, he went to carry hot water, rinsed it casually, returned to the yard, and saw Zhu Xiao standing under the eaves.

“?”

Zhu Erlang was silent.

Zhu Xiao looked at Zhu Erlang, and he also wanted to speak and stopped.

Turn around and go back to the house.

After walking a few steps, Zhu Xiao still couldn't help it, walked up to Zhu Erlang, and whispered, "That surname Wu is not a good thing, Zhu Mingguang is the same as him, you be careful, don't let him touch our yard at night!" ”

"Tiny?" Zhu Erlang shouted softly.

"Don't believe it, if you don't believe it, you keep an eye on it tomorrow, this guy did a battle to save him, in fact, he designed it himself, ordinary people go out, who will bring so many people, and we are a rare time to go to the town, so coincidentally?" Zhu Wan, when he heard movement next door, turned around and quickly returned to the house.

Zhu Erlang stood in place, silent for a moment, and then returned to his room.

Seeing that Zhao was asleep, he didn't call her, and silently thought about Zhu's words.

There was a sound from the yard next door, he had done a lot of work today, and he was a little tired, so he simply blew out the oil lamp and lay on the kang.

I fell asleep a little groggily, and I thought about Zhu Xiao's words again, and woke up.

The night was already deep.

Zhu Erlang thought, it should be Zhu Xiao thinking too much......

But I heard a slight noise.

Zhu Erlang sat up suddenly, slowly got off the kang, and lay down by the window, under the night light, the two black shadows slowly moved to the three daughters' rooms.

Zhu Erlang wanted to rush out angrily.

"Brother Wu, you are lighter!"

"I know!"

It was Zhu Mingguang's voice.

Zhu Erlang stood up straight, angry and angry, and wanted to rush out and beat Zhu Mingguang, which was terrible to make things big and ruin Zhu Mingguang's future.

Sweep the things off the table in one fell swoop. Only a few knocks were heard.

"What's wrong?" Zhao asked in a daze.

"It's okay, I got up to relieve myself and accidentally got something on the table!" Zhu Erlang said, but he could hear hurried footsteps outside.

Slowly out of the yard.

"Whew!"

Zhu Erlang exhaled.

I found the fire breaker and lit the oil lamp, and habitually looked at the wall, and the position of the magnifying knife was empty.

"Shhh

Zhu Erlang gasped in fright.

When I slept, the big knife was still there.

Who, who stole the broadsword?

stumbled out of the house, and saw Zhu Xiao's room with a bright light.

Zhu Erlang immediately went to knock on the door.

Zhu Zhaodi opened the door and saw that on the kang, Zhu Xiao was holding a big knife in his hand, slowly wiping it with a piece of clothing.

In that way, Zhu Erlang will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, it was all cold.

He was sure that if Zhu Mingguang and the man surnamed Wu entered the house, Zhu Xiao would dare to cut it down with a knife.

"......" Zhu Erlang shook his body and swallowed his saliva nervously, "Xiaoxiao, this knife is very fast, you, you are careful of hurting yourself!" ”

He was even more puzzled, how Zhu Xiao entered his house and took out this stolen thing, he didn't even notice it.

"Hurt yourself? I thought I told you, you can be reliable, but I don't want you to sleep so deeply, you didn't even find out when I went into the house to get a knife, I can tolerate you ignoring our suffering, can tolerate the Zhao family turning a blind eye to us, stealing our money, because you gave birth to me, I endure! But I can't tolerate it, someone wants to destroy our innocence, no matter who this person is, I want him to pay with blood! Zhu Zhu, raised his eyes to look at Zhu Erlang, and whispered coldly, "Tonight, the surnamed Wu and Zhu Mingguang dare to come in, I dare to let them come in erect and be carried out!" ”

Zhu threw the knife to the ground, making a piercing sound.

"Grab your knife and get out!"

“……”

Zhu Erlang had no words.

But it's hard.

Slowly bent down, picked up the knife, and walked out of the house step by step.

As soon as he left the house, the door was shut.

Shows no mercy and does not give him any chance to explain.

Then the lights went out as well.

“……”

Zhu Erlang sat under the eaves with a knife in his hand, and turned his head to look at the big room.

From then on, the owners of the big house, whether they are dead or alive, the glory and wealth have nothing to do with him, they are bullying the door, and he will not let them have a good time.

Zhu Mingguang and Wu Binghua were in the room, both of them trembling.

Almost, almost discovered.

It's really dangerous.

"Brother Wu?" Zhu Mingguang called in a low voice.

"I'll be back to town early tomorrow morning!" Wu Binghua said.

"......"

Zhu Mingguang was a little flustered.

Wu Binghua slowly calmed down, thought for a while and said, "You take the silver, let's make another plan!" ”

Just let it go, he was unwilling.

He had to plan slowly step by step, not only to get the three sisters, but also to get the Zhao family.

Mother and daughter play together, which is more exciting.

"Then I'll go with Brother Wu tomorrow!"

"That's fine!"

The two of them were embarrassed and fell asleep tacitly.

The night passed, and the dawn came.

The genius was bright, so the three sisters got up, rinsed their mouths and washed their faces with cold water, changed into clean clothes, took medicine, and then closed the door and went into the mountain.

Zhu Erlang looked at the closed door, chased out of the house, and looked at the three small figures in the misty morning light, slowly moving away and disappearing.

I just feel that my eye socket hurts.

He raised his hand and wiped his face and went home.

Zhao had already gotten up, was combing his hair, and when he saw Zhu Erlang, he didn't pay attention to him and did his own thing.

Zhu Erlang slowly sat on the kang, "Wen Niang, do you think it's interesting to have a day like this?" ”

“……”

When Zhao heard this, he looked back at Zhu Erlang.

I still have resentment in my heart and don't want to deal with him.

"Wen Niang, do you think I've been lying to you, the three children's bodies are not as serious as I said?"

Zhao took a deep breath, "Isn't it?" How many children didn't come this way? Why can other people's children live well, but they can't? To spend so much money on medicine for them? Are we rich? We're not, we're paupers! ”

Zhao said, whimpering and crying.