In the courtyard house.
In the front yard, Yan Bugui's family was sitting around a stove, listening to Yan Bugui's explanation of how to live a careful life.
Third Aunt wanted to take a pen and write it down. Yan Jiecheng and his brothers didn't dare to say anything. Yu Li secretly pouted.
In Liu Haizhong's house in the backyard, Liu Haizhong was sitting in the middle, drinking wine and eating scrambled eggs, worrying about the world.
Liu Guangtian and his brother were too ignorant, so they didn't have any eggs or wine.
Xu Damao went somewhere to relax, and Lou Xiao'e was quietly tidying up the room.
In the middle court, Yi Zhonghai and his wife did not come out of their room. It was unknown if they were discussing how to retire.
In the sky above the courtyard house, the stench brought by Jia Zhangshi had already dissipated. Occasionally, a flock of pigeons flew across the sky.
Under the white clouds, only the rhythmic cries of the people could be heard throughout the courtyard.
The joys and sorrows of humans were not interlinked, and others only felt that it was a joke.
Meanwhile, Lin Huan was listening to He Yushui's giggling story of how he had been beaten up.
It was the third day of the new year, and it was still in the festive atmosphere.
The snow on the street had not melted yet, and it was swept to both sides of the road.
At that time, Jia Zhang-shi had already recovered very well. After all, she was a person blessed by the gods.
She prepared to go to the toilet alone. During the past few days, she had been eating, drinking, and defecating in her room. The smell lasted for a long time. Even the smallest locust flower was more sanitary than her.
At that time, Jia Zhang-shi was dressed especially thick, even covering her face.
After experiencing the incident of falling into a manure pit and filling feces and urine, she was a well-known existence on this street.
She was so famous that she had the burden of an idol, so she covered her face very tightly and did not want others to recognize her.
That afternoon, she went out on the street, trembling. Her filial grandson was supporting her.
The grandfather and grandson walked on the street, putting on a scene of deep affection between the grandfather and grandson.
At that time, no one recognized Jia Zhangshi, but they all recognized the stick that was supporting Jia Zhangshi…
Therefore, everyone knew that the person who had fought in the manure pit and bravely ate feces and urine had gone out.
At that time, the streets were also very lively. After all, it was only the third day of the new year, and the festive atmosphere was still there.
A group of children happily followed behind their grandparents and grandchildren. Everyone was comparing themselves. Some said that they peed the most that day, others said that they pooped the most, and some even said that they peed the most because they had pooped that day.
Jia Zhang-shi and the stick were walking on the road, and anyone who saw them immediately made way for them--this was the treatment of the strong, let alone two strong people traveling at the same time.
Like an emperor on patrol, Jia Zhangshi went into the public toilet alone, trembling.
Then, he skillfully took out a firecracker and a match…
He skillfully lit it and skillfully threw it into the latrine pit…
The firecrackers were damp, and they were small ones. Their power was less than one-tenth of that day.
Jia Zhang is fine.
People would fire at the same place twice, but they would not fall in the same place twice, much less fall into the same latrine pit twice.
Jia Zhangshi came out of the public toilet angrily and found that the perpetrator had been beaten down.
Just as she was about to give him another kick, she realized that it was her grandson who had been hit.
"I asked my grandson to do this!”Jia Zhangshi began to defend the stick.
Fine, now that he said that, outsiders couldn't fight anymore.
He only left behind a sentence," You two have a tacit understanding." Then, the crowd dispersed amidst laughter.
When they got home, Jia Zhangshi did not dare to tell Qin Huairu about this matter. However, Yan Jiekuang had a big mouth and ran to the courtyard to tell her about it. He laughed and laughed as if he had just picked up two hundred yuan.
Then, Qin Huairu punished the stick stick by making it kneel. After interrogation, she found out that the stick had picked up the firecrackers in the courtyard, and the match had been prepared long ago.
Thus, the stick once again had intimate contact with the feather duster, and his wails resounded throughout the entire courtyard.
"Sigh, no matter what, you can't hit a child!”As Lin Huan listened to He Yushui's account of the incident, a compassionate smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Huan, if you don't smile, I'll really believe you.”He Yushui said with a smile.
Lin Huan was speechless.
This incident was Lin Huan's mistake. At that time, he planted two hints on the stick, but the hints lasted for five to ten days. The duration and intensity varied according to the person.
The two hints were:
When you see your grandmother enter the public toilet, throw firecrackers into the latrine pit;
When you see Shazhu go back to his room to sleep, throw firecrackers into his bed.
When Lin Huan left, he forgot to cancel the cue for the meme. It was a mistake…
Sigh, sorry.
He had to bear so much at such a young age, but it was also because of this that his life experience and height at this age had already far surpassed his peers.
"Then why is the meme still crying today?”Lin Huan asked curiously again. He thought to himself,'There's another hint. Why didn't the great meme blow up the blanket…'
Could it be that the meme had been sleeping early, so he didn't trigger the hint at all?
"Don't mention it!" He Yushui shook his head." At that time, the stick was kneeling until midnight. My brother went to persuade him, and then he went back to his room to sleep. In the end, he realized that the stick was following him with firecrackers in his hand, but there was no fire. He lit it on the stove in my brother's room. Fortunately, my brother discovered it quickly.”
"Then the meme was beaten up again!"
"Qin Huairu hasn't allowed the meme to go out for the past few days. The meme was obedient at first, but it started to cause trouble later on.”
"After that, he was tied up at home. Grandma Zhang said that he was possessed and wanted to find a god dancer.”
"These few days, the memes are like the ticking of a clock.”
He Yushui was helpless." I woke up from my afternoon nap.”
So many things happened while I was away. It really makes me want to laugh.
Lin Huan shook his head and sighed. He felt that it was a fly in the ointment because he lacked a sense of participation.
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