"What sin have I committed!"
When Qin Huairu saw He Yuzhu walking on the road, tears immediately flowed down her face.
As she cried, she secretly looked at He Yuzhu as if her family had been wronged.
She was the one who called for He Yuzhu.
Qin Huiru knew that things were bad when she found out that the stick had stolen He Qing's things.
He Qing wasn't He Yuzhu, who could be manipulated by her.
Therefore, she could only place her last hope on He Yuzhu, hoping that he could control her younger brother.
In the past, as long as she showed the trick of shedding tears, she would be able to subdue He Yuzhu.
Qin Huairu firmly believed that this time was no exception.
Just as she had expected, when He Yuzhu saw Qin Huairu's tearful face, the anger in his chest instantly vanished.
"He Qing, forget it. The stick is still a child.”
He Yuzhu walked to He Qing's side and patted him on the shoulder.
"What he calls it is his own business, but what about my bracelet?”
He Qing was speechless at He Yuzhu's bootlicking behavior.
However, he also knew that it would take a long time to change this situation.
Anyway, he had plenty of time. He just needed to slowly train him.
"Was that bracelet really stolen by a stick?”
He Yuzhu asked softly.
In fact, he knew that it must have been the stick that stole it, because the stick had been stealing from his house every other day.
In the past, he didn't care about it, but this time, he stole it from He Qing, which caused a big fuss.
He Yuzhu knew that he was not confident enough and could not persuade him.
However, when he saw Qin Huairu's tear-stained face, he could not bear to see her like that. He could only look at He Qing pleadingly.
How could He Qing let him get what he wanted?
This was a great opportunity to separate He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu. He would not give it up.
"Go to the door and take a look. Then go to the house and see if those footprints are from sticks.”
He Qing ignored He Yuzhu's gaze.
He was talking to He Yuzhu, but the neighbors in the courtyard all approached He Qing's door.
"Aiya, it's really a child's footprint. The children in the courtyard are so old.”
"Look at those footprints. They were made by cotton shoes.”
"It's true. I remember that when the Jia Zhangshi put the soles of their shoes in, they would leave a few more holes. Look at the holes on the footprints.”
There was irrefutable evidence!
Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi were rendered speechless.
But Jia Zhang-shi still wanted to struggle a bit, so she pretended to be impatient and said,"
"So what if it's a meme? He's still a child. I'll just return him to you.”
This sentence angered everyone.
The neighbors began to criticize him.
"Jia Zhang-shi, are you being unreasonable? It was precisely because the meme was still a child that he needed to be educated.”
"That's right. The higher-ups have already said that education starts from children. Why is your boy an exception?”
Jia Zhang-shi was annoyed by everyone's words. She opened her mouth and scolded,
"You don't have to care about our stick. Isn't it just a broken bracelet? I'll compensate you."
He Qing sneered,
"My bracelet is worth five thousand yuan. Can you afford it?”
Hearing this, Jia Zhangshi was speechless.
However, she immediately reacted and said with her hands on her waist,
"You said 5,000, so 5,000? Who knows how much it's worth?”
He Qing did not care about Jia Zhangshi's attitude and said indifferently,"
"If you don't believe me, go and ask an expert.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Zhangshi wanted to say something more, but the stick behind him jumped out and shouted,
"That broken bracelet was what Yours Truly took, right? I won't pay."
Pa!
He Qing's expression turned cold when he heard this.
He took a big step forward and pulled the stick over. Then, he slapped the stick on the face and carved a red palm print, causing the stick to be stunned.
"Surnamed He, you dare to hit me? When I grow up, I will kill you and Silly Zhu. You stupid guy, I will also kill you!”
After being slapped, the stick was stunned for a few seconds before struggling to punch and kick He Qing.
"Heh, you're already thinking about killing people at such a young age?”
He Qing was even more furious at this moment. He slapped the stick to the ground.
"He Qing, you bastard, you won't die a good death. You dare to hit my good grandson, I'll fight you to the death.”
Jia Zhang-shi looked at the miserable appearance of the stick, and clawed at his face with her claws bared.
Pa!
He Qing slapped her directly to wake her up.
He Qing was even more furious at this moment. He slapped the stick to the ground.
"My brother provides for your family. Although he's not your man, what's the difference between what he does and what your man does? It's fine if you don't know how to be grateful, but I don't expect you to acknowledge his kindness. But I can't stand the stick guy shamelessly saying that he wants to kill him.”
After saying that, he turned to look at the neighbors and said indignantly,
"Everyone, we have to talk about this matter. There are children in the courtyard who want to kill people when they open their mouths and shut their mouths. I wonder which one of them can live in peace.”
He Qing scolded the stick first, then finally changed the topic to the neighbors.
He wanted to provoke everyone's anger.
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