Siheyuan: Brother Silly Pillar, your breathing will become stronger!
45 He Ye was beaten up with a stick, and Jia Zhangshi was angry and cut He Ye.

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He really had everything he wanted.

Whatever he said was true.

No one had ever disobeyed him.

Even if Qin Huairu was angry and wanted to beat up the stick, Jia Zhangshi would still protect her from the side.

Therefore, ever since he was young, he had never been beaten up.

However, after He Ye returned, he had already been beaten up twice.

This made him so angry that he completely hated He Ye.

This time, he wanted to steal more of He Ye's family's things so that He Ye's heart would ache when he came back.

Moreover, He Yuzhu had not brought anything for their family for the past two days.

I can't eat enough every day.

He was so hungry that he couldn't take it anymore.

Stealing things from He Yuzhu's house was no different from taking his own things.

That was why he came to He Yuzhu's house to steal without any fear.

The stick found a piece of pork and half a bag of rice.

There were even leftovers in the cupboard.

He also bet 20 yuan on the leftovers.

When he saw the 20 yuan, his eyes turned green.

This was not a small sum. It was equivalent to Qin Huairu's monthly salary.

In addition to the rice and meat.

It was enough to last a long time.

The stick had already thought it through. When he returned, he would give the pork and half a bag of rice to Jia Zhang-shi.

She asked Jia Zhang-shi to hide it and then secretly eat it.

It was completely unnoticeable.

It was a little difficult for him to carry a piece of meat and half a bag of rice.

However, the stick was not small anymore.

He could still carry these things.

With these things in his hands, the stick opened the door and said to Little Dang, who was standing guard at the door,"Come over and help. I found a lot of good things. We can have a good meal tonight.”

When Little Dang saw that the stick had actually taken so many things, he could not help but cover his mouth.

She was afraid that she would make a sound and alert others.

When had she ever seen so much food?

She was so frightened that her heart was beating fast.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and come over to help. If someone comes back, we're finished.”

When Little Dang heard this, he did not dare to be negligent. He quickly went over and grabbed the lunch box and half a bag of rice from the stick.

"Brother, did you take too much?”

"What more?" We had a part in this. I only took back what belonged to me.”

"I'm telling you, Mom isn't here now. When you go back, quickly give these things to Grandma and ask her to hide them.”

"We won't be hungry for a while.”

"Let me ask you, are you willing to starve or eat your fill?”

"Of course I'm willing to eat my fill," said Little Dang.”

" That's it, then. Remember, no one can tell anyone about this. Only you, me, and Grandma know."”

"Even if Mom asks, you can't say a word.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have a sister like you.”

"I understand." Little Dang nodded.

"Hurry up and leave. It'll be over if someone finds out."”

As he spoke, he walked towards his own home.

"Stop!"

Suddenly.

A cold voice sounded behind the stick.

The thug's body stiffened, and then without looking behind, he said to Little Dang,""Hurry up and run!"

"Heh, you still want to run!"

He Ye looked at the stick and Little Dang. When he ran, he didn't forget to hold the things in his hands.

It was as if it was already theirs.

"Bang!"

He Ye kicked the stick.

Immediately, the stick turned into a gourd and rolled on the ground a few times.

The meat in the bag fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

The stick let out a miserable cry, then clutched his waist and howled in pain on the ground.

"Ah, ah, ah, sob, sob.”

The stick kept rolling on the ground.

She was in so much pain that her tears could not stop flowing.

It howled like a pig with a hook through its nose.

The place where He Ye kicked happened to be at the edge of the stick's stomach. Not only could it make the stick feel very painful, but it would also not hurt the stick's bones and muscles.

Even if he went to the hospital for a checkup, it would at most be a minor injury.

If he was late, the bruises might have healed.

But it did hurt.

He Ye had specially found an acupuncture point on the human body to kick.

After shouting a few times, the stick began to vomit, but he didn't eat much to begin with.

He couldn't spit out anything.

Little Dang was frightened.

The bag of rice in his hand fell to the ground.

"Wuwu, wuwu, wuwu."

Little Dang started to cry.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to move. She saw the miserable appearance of the stick and was afraid that she would be beaten up by He Ye.

Jia Zhang-shi heard the commotion outside and quickly ran out of her room.

At a glance, he saw the stick that was rolling around in the courtyard.

"Aiya, my good grandson, what's wrong?”

Jia Zhangshi quickly ran to the stick and helped him up.

Her face was so painful that she could not even speak.

Jia Zhangshi was frightened. Don't scare Grandma. Grandma is old and can't stand being scared.”

After a short while.

Only then did the thug recover. Then, he cried and pointed at He Ye."Grandma, he hit me. It hurts. Grandma, you have to avenge me.”

Jia Zhangshi replied,"Don't worry, I'll help you vent your anger even if I have to risk my life."”

"Awesome, let's go. I'll take you home first.”

The stick shook his head." Grandma, I'm fine. I'll stay here. You have to help me vent my anger. Otherwise, I don't want to live anymore."”

Jia Zhang-shi nodded repeatedly." Good, good, good. Stand still and watch Grandma vent your anger for you."”

She turned to look at He Ye, and her face darkened."He Ye, you actually dared to hit our family's stick, and you even hit it so hard.”

"Watch how I deal with you!"

With that, Jia Zhang-shi returned to her own room, picked up the vegetable knife, and walked out of the room.

Then Jia Zhangshi rushed towards He Ye, the knife in her hand also slashed towards He Ye.

"Humph! You're courting death!"

He Ye snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Stop!"

At the same time.

The noise was too loud.

Yi Zhonghai heard the noise and rushed out of his courtyard to the courtyard where He Ye and the others were.

When he passed through the arch, he saw Jia Zhangshi holding a kitchen knife and chopping at He Ye.

It was not just Yi Zhonghai.

Liu Haizhong, the 2D master, and Yan Bugui, the 3D master, had all returned from their respective units.

When they heard the commotion in He Ye's courtyard, they all ran over to take a look.

He could clearly see Jia Zhangshi holding a kitchen knife and preparing to chop He Ye.

Jia Zhang-shi heard Master D's shout and stopped what she was doing.

"Put down the kitchen knife!" Yi Zhonghai shouted.

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