Chapter 7: The Chicken Thief
Zhao Guoqiang said a few words, and Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle who was blocked, had nothing to say.
"Zhao Guoqiang. If you have the ability, you can kill Lao Tzu, don't embarrass the uncle. ”
Otherwise, He Yuzhu has no ability and loves to pretend to be forced.
has been beaten up by Zhao Guoqiang, and he still wants to pretend to be big.
"I've seen someone begging for mercy, but I've never seen someone begging for a fight~"
Zhao Guoqiang glanced at He Yuzhu, who was covered in vomit, and felt that he had no way to start, fortunately, the back of this dog thing was quite clean, so it would satisfy him.
"Bang. Bang. ”
Zhao Guoqiang went down a few feet, and He Yuzhu, who was kicking, rolled left and right, and screamed again and again.
"Zhao Guoqiang, you almost got it, and he was also enthusiastic about the pillar......"
Seeing Zhao Guo beating He Yuzhu violently, Qin Huairu hurriedly spoke for him in order to entrap He Yuzhu.
Old Lady Jia glared at Qin Huairu fiercely, stinking. She didn't even look at her when she was beaten just now.
"Then let's get back to business."
Zhao Guoqiang glanced at He Yuzhu, who was looking at Qin Huairu, and couldn't help but smile disdainfully, stupid.
"It's a fact that the stick terrier roasted chicken today, not only did I see it, but I also heard that he went to the back kitchen of the canteen to steal soy sauce, He Yuzhu and Xu Damao both bumped into him, right, Xu Damao?"
Suddenly being named, Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he nodded hurriedly,
"Yes, yes. I was beaten by He Yuzhu at that time. Stick Terrier went to steal soy sauce, I remember. ”
"Made, it turns out that I stole soy sauce to roast my chicken. Little bastard, damn thing. ”
Xu Damao stomped his feet angrily.
Zhao Guoqiang pointed to Qin Huairu's house:
"What are you stunned about, why don't you hurry up and drag people out and ask."
Xu Damao's eyes lit up. Immediately rushed to Jia's house.
Yan Jiefang and Yan Xie glanced at each other, and followed secretly.
This little bastard is not a thing, and they have been trying to clean him up for a long time.
Mrs. Jia screamed and wanted to stop Xu Damao, but unfortunately there were many people watching the excitement, and everyone pretended to be inadvertent, and Mrs. Jia couldn't squeeze out.
"What for. You Sima things, let go of the master. ”
"Xu Damao, I Cao your ancestor. Let go of the master. ”
Xu Damao dragged the stick stalk, and the Yan brothers pulled Xiaodang and Huaihua and appeared in front of everyone together.
"Terrier, let me ask you if you stole our chickens."
Xu Damao asked the stick terrier with a dark face.
"I went to Nima, Lao Tzu didn't steal the chicken."
The stick terrier's eyes are rolling, and he can't recognize it.
"You didn't steal the chicken?"
Zhao Guoqiang snorted coldly, and suddenly asked the stick terrier:
"What kind of rice did your family eat today, fried meat?"
The stick terrier didn't understand what he meant, but he still glanced at Zhao Guoqiang, how could he dare to ask himself a question?
"What's wrong with not eating meat. We only have pickles in our house. I expect you to receive help. ”
Old Lady Jia nodded secretly, worthy of her grandson. It's smart.
At this time, I still remember to sell badly.
"Didn't eat meat? And where did the shredded flesh come from between your teeth? How do you get the oil on your clothes? ”
"What...... What shredded meat? ”
The stick terrier stuttered as soon as he was nervous, and after saying that, he quickly lowered his head and wanted to pick his teeth.
As a result, I didn't expect that Xu Damao was quite capable of dealing with children.
"Ahh
Xu Damao pinched the jaw of the stick terrier and forced him to grow his mouth,
"Big guy, look at it. Between the teeth is shredded meat. He just stole my chickens. ”
"It's also true that the clothes are oily, and they smell fragrant."
Yan Jiefang stupidly leaned over and sniffed it, and came to a conclusion.
Yan Bugui frowned quietly, he could see that Zhao Guoqiang was going to make trouble, and his son came over like this, and he didn't know if it would make Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle, hate him......
But he didn't speak, at this time he opened his mouth to call the two sons back, but it was conspicuous, and it was a big deal to turn around and let them compensate with the first uncle, Yi Zhonghai.
After listening to Xu Damao and Yan Jiefang's words, the others all leaned over and looked at it,
"That's right. This oil is enough to stir-fry dishes. ”
"No wonder I can't find the thief, it turns out to be such a little thief."
"Stealing needles when you are young, stealing gold when you are big. This terrier dared to steal chickens at such a young age, and he got it when he grew up. ”
"Nonsense. My grandson didn't steal the chickens. ”
Old Lady Jia rushed over and pushed Xu Damao away.
"You brutes, just look at our orphans and widows, and deliberately spread rumors about us."
"Tell grandma. Have you ever stolen chickens. ”
Seeing Mrs. Jia squeezing her eyebrows at herself, she said, "Wow." He burst into tears.
"I didn't steal the chickens. I just didn't steal the chickens. ”
He remembered that Mrs. Jia told him that he couldn't understand something, and he didn't take care of it, so he cried and made trouble.
"Zhao Guoqiang, you are a wreck, you slander me."
Originally, Zhao Guoqiang still wanted to see how this family behaved as a demon.
But now the stick terrier dares to scold himself directly in the face.
Then he'll have to make him remember it a little longer.
"Bang."
Zhao Guoqiang kicked away the old lady Jia, grabbed the collar of the stick terrier with one hand, and lifted him up.
"Let me ask you again, did you steal chickens?"
"I didn't eat meat. You slander me. ”
Zhao Guoqiang sneered and glanced at the clothesline in the courtyard.
The rope is called a sturdy one, and it's still easy to hang a person.
"Ahh
The stick terrier screamed, and Zhao Guoqiang hung his head down on the clothesline.
"Xu Damao, give him a good throat."
Zhao Guoqiang spoke, and Xu Damao was obedient.
A small branch was stuffed into the mouth of the stick terrier by Xu Damao, and he just shook it twice, "yue." ”
The stick terrier spat out.
Xu Damao's shoes and pants are full of sour pickles.
"Eight lambs."
Xu Damao doesn't care about whether it is dirty or not.
He watched as the stick stalk spit out, and there were no more chewed pieces of chicken.
"Everybody is coming to take a look. It's not what chicken is. Little bastard, you steal your things. ”
Everyone gathered around to take a look and couldn't help but be speechless.
This little brute can really spoil things, and he gobbles up such good meat.
If you give it to your home, you have to eat it slowly for half a month.
"Woo woo~ I don't want to vomit, my brother gave me a chicken paw ~ Don't let me vomit ~"
Huaihua looked at the appearance of the stick terrier and was frightened.
Whimpered and cried.
Xiaodang was also frightened, and immediately shouted:
"I only ate a chicken paw. Uncle Zhu saw it. I'm not lying. ”
As soon as these words came out, what else was there to say.
"Okay, you He Yuzhu, feelings, you know that it was the stick terrier who stole my chicken, you?"
Xu Damao sneered and walked in front of He Yuzhu:
"I said why did you admit to stealing chickens so neatly, it turned out that you wanted to protect the Jia family... No, protect Qin Huairu, you? ”
Everyone looked at He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu's eyes wrong,
Old Lady Jia glared at Qin Huairu, turned her head and gave Xiaodang and Huaihua a slap.
"Just you two dogs."