Siheyuan: The Final Winner Chapter 65

  Chapter 65 Sticks crying

  Jiang Pingan lit a cigarette.

   took a deep breath, exhaled the smoke, and muttered:

   "I visited Nantai Commune several times before I went to the countryside, so there should be nothing left."

   "So I'm going here today, just try my luck, it doesn't matter if I can buy something or not."

  Qin Huairu frowned and said: "Since you can't buy much, then don't go, aren't you tired from running around?"

   "You don't understand this matter after talking about it, so don't meddle in the affairs of the gentlemen!" Jiang Pingan gave her a blank look and said.

  He actually wanted to see if the family that kept bees was there.

  If you are here, you can buy some bees and keep them in the space.

   "Okay, then I'll cook first, and you get up earlier." Chun Huairu said with a smile.

   In the morning, I ate steamed buns and corn porridge.

  Qin Huairu really did what he said, and put away the flour and rice early in the morning.

   "The stick noodles you brought this time are very delicate, and made into steamed buns, the taste is no worse than white noodles." Qin Huairu said with a smile.

  Jiang Pingan laughed and said, "Then you should eat more."

   "Don't just make steamed buns, you can also make muffins, pancakes, hair cakes, flower rolls, etc., and eat them side by side."

  Qin Huairu thought for a while, then nodded and said, "That's right, I'll just focus on making steamed buns."

   "Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do at home. When Jingru comes over, I will make some muffins with her first."

  Then, she was stunned suddenly, and said in doubt: "It's strange to say that Jingru didn't come to play yesterday."

   "I was busy cleaning the house yesterday, taking a shower, washing clothes, and washing sheets, but I forgot about her."

  Jiang Ping'an gave her a blank look, and said, "You are allowed to clean and wash clothes at home, but she is not allowed to do it?"

   "I passed by her house yesterday when I came back, and saw her drying clothes."

  Qin Huairu nodded, smiled and said: "Yes, the weather is rare these days, and every household is washing clothes and drying quilts."

   I had breakfast.

  Jiang Ping'an pushed his bicycle out and went straight to Nantai Commune.

  Nantai Commune, Jiuxiang Village.

  At the east end of the village, seven or eight children were beating sticks in the snow.

   "I told you to spy on our hen, I will kill you!"

  A ten-year-old child pressed his stick's head, hit and pinched, and kept cursing.

   "Your grandma called me a bastard, I can't call her an old bastard, can't I beat you, a little bastard?"

  Another child who was about the same age as the stick was cursing and kicking the stick's ass.

  The remaining children were not to be outdone, they were all filled with righteous indignation, punching and kicking sticks, cursing while beating.

   "Let you sue us, beat him, beat him hard, and sue us if you don't hit him!"

   "He pulled me, I will beat him to death!"

   "He also stole sweet potatoes from our house to eat. He is a thief and will never be forgiven!"

   "He imitated our dog to drink water and scared our dog!"

   "He still eats boogers, it's disgusting!"

   "He still eats chicken feces secretly, I see it straight, vomit..."

  Everyone chattered, yelled at the stick, and even killed people, talking about his embarrassment while beating.

   "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ups

  At this moment, the Thief Saint has not yet awakened his domineering posture, and when he is beaten, he can only cry.

  Bside the road, Jiang Ping'an suppressed a smile and almost twitched.

  After he couldn't bear it any longer, he shouted loudly: "Hey! Stop those little bastards, or I'll call you sir!"

  The children were startled when they heard the shout, and turned to look at Jiang Ping'an, all smiling in surprise.

   "Brother Ping An is here! Brother Ping An is here!"

  The children cheered happily, threw sticks one after another, and came over to chatter around Jiang Ping'an.

  Jiang Ping'an laughed loudly, rubbing this child's head for a while, and pinching that child's face for a while.

   "It's all gone, go home soon, or wait for grandma to find you later!"

   Everyone froze for a moment, then turned around and ran away, scattered in all directions in a panic, and went straight back to their homes to seek shelter.

  Jiang Ping'an was overjoyed.

   It seems that Mrs. Jia Zhang has not been idle after arriving in the country, and her skill has reached the point where a child can stop crying.

   Stick stem sits on the ground and hasn't left yet.

  His hair was disheveled, his face was covered with mud, as well as numerous scars and blood, and he looked miserable.

  The cotton-padded jacket and trousers on his body were soaked in snow water, dirty and cold, and made him shiver.

  After seeing Jiang Ping'an, he stared eagerly, moved his lips, and held back for a long time before saying: "Uncle Ping'an".

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and nodded, then said:

   "Take me to your grandma!"

   Mrs. Jia Zhang is living a hard life. If he doesn't go and have a look, he will always be unable to meet his expectations.

   Stick stem heard the words, stumbled to his feet, and walked slowly ahead to lead the way.

  Jiang Ping'an saw his listless look and asked:

   "Bang, how hungry have you been?"

   "I drank some stick porridge last noon, woo woo..."

   Stick was very wronged and cried again.

  Jiang Pingan smiled secretly.

   After thinking for a while, he took out a pesized maltose and handed it over, exhorting:

   "Eat it quickly, don't let your grandma know, or she will rob you."

   "Yeah!" Stick nodded fiercely, took the candy and immediately threw it into his mouth, and then thanked:

   "Thank you, Uncle Pingan, you are the one who treats me the best in the whole courtyard!"

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and said: "Know that I treat you well, just keep it in your heart."

   "Don't let others know, or I won't give you delicious food in the future."

   "Yeah, I won't tell anyone!" BangGong gritted his teeth and promised.

   This kid, Bang Giao, has been smart since he was a child.

  If anyone treats him well, he will slap him hard.

   Don't think that Sticky really listens to Jiang Ping'an.

  He had been secretly beaten up by Jiang Pingan since he was a child, and he had a shadow in his heart. When he saw Jiang Pingan, he was very obedient.

so.

  Jiang Ping'an often talks about how smart he is, but he still knows that he will be beaten if he doesn't obey, which is really unexpected.

   Even more surprising.

  Jiang Ping'an was often beaten with sticks. Not only did this kid not hold grudges, but he got closer to him, which is really weird.

   "My grandma doesn't love me, and doesn't let me have enough food, woo woo..."

  Bang Geng was sad, and cried to Jiang Pingan.

   "My mother doesn't love me, she throws me away and doesn't care, I hate her to death!"

   "My father is even more hateful. He was popular in the city and drank hot food, and drove me to the countryside to suffer."

   "When I grew up, I also drove him to the countryside and let him live a hard life."

  Jiang Ping'an felt chills when he heard that.

  This kid has a vicious mind since he was a child, and he is simply a born white-eyed wolf.

   "Well, Sticky is really sensible!" Jiang Ping'an praised.

   "But you can only say these things to me, not everywhere."

   "If your grandma and parents find out, they will not only beat you, but also deny you food."

  Bang Geng nodded again and again, and replied: "I only tell Uncle Ping An about these things in my heart, and I don't tell anyone else!"

   "What a sensible and good boy!"

  Jiang Ping'an touched the back of the stick and praised it with a smile.

  Band Terrier was very happy when he heard this, and jumped up and down in front to lead the way.

   Soon, Jiang Ping'an was taken to the ruins of a house by the stick.

  Jiang Ping'an frowned, wondering in his heart, why did the stick bring him here?

   At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a grass shed in a hidden corner, and couldn't help but think:

   "No way, Mrs. Jia Zhang lives in a grass shed with a stick?"

  (end of this chapter)

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