"Damn it, that bastard Lin Xiao fried the eggs. He must have caught some pheasants.”
The stick had almost turned the outer room upside down.
The basin, table, and chairs were all smashed onto the ground.
The scene was chaotic.
This fellow was the tyrant of the Siheyuan and was not afraid of causing trouble at all, so he did not attack lightly or heavily.
As long as he stirred up trouble, that fool He Yuzhu would definitely settle things for him. This was also the reason why he was fearless.
He Yuzhu was the one who had spoiled him so much!
Everyone in the courtyard locked their doors when they went out. Only He Yuzhu's house was not locked. What was his motive?
It was so that it would be more convenient for the stick to go to his house to steal food!
Every time the residents of the other courtyards mentioned this matter, He Yuzhu would be indignant, boastful, and shameless."I'm just willing to let the stick come to my house to steal. What can you do?”
Ever since he was young, he had been influenced by Qin Huairu, the tea master, and Jia Zhangshi, the vicious woman. His temper had long been bad.
Moreover, He Yuzhu, this idiot, was helping the wicked!
This bastard was so young, but it could be said that he was already so evil and poisonous!
"Lin Xiao is so poor, he doesn't have any food at home!”
The stick had already rummaged through all the items, but he couldn't find anything to eat. He kicked the thermos flask angrily.
With a bang, the thermos bottle flew out and the hot water spilled all over the ground!
"I wonder if this pauper has money?”
"If you can't find pheasants, you can find some money to buy candy!”
The stick kicked the basin beside him in displeasure and walked into the room.
This kid was so bad that he couldn't be saved. Just because Lin Xiao didn't give him any eggs when he was frying them, he came to Lin Xiao's house to cause trouble. He wanted Lin Xiao to die immediately!
The little shrew hid in the darkness and looked coldly at the stick.
It still remembered its master's orders. Don't leave the room at will, don't let anyone find out, and don't attack anyone casually...
Therefore, no matter how much chaos the stick terrier caused in the house, the little shrew restrained its ferocity and endured it.
However, when he saw the stick climbing onto the bed and flipping through the bedding.
The little shrew couldn't take it anymore!
In the little shrew's mind, the area outside the house was its and its master's territory.
And on the brick bed, it was the nest where it slept with its master!
You came to my territory to cause trouble. I listened to my master and endured it.
However, if you come to my nest to cause trouble, that would be too much of a bully. I can't stand it!
The little shrew suddenly became fierce. With a whoosh, it jumped onto the brick bed and bit down fiercely on the stick's arm!
"Rats, there are rats!"
When he saw the little shrew, he was shocked, but when he realized that it was just a little mouse, he calmed down.
It was just a mouse, he was not afraid at all.
In this era, rats were also a type of food.
When there was really no food, they would often catch it and roast it.
Therefore, the stick was not afraid of this little mouse at all.
He only threw the little shrew away with one arm and continued to rummage through the bedding to find money.
However, not long after, a heart-wrenching howl was heard.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
The stick looked at his arm. There were two clear rat teeth marks on it, and it was still bleeding.
Not only that, but his arm also swelled up rapidly, like a large radish. It was swollen and painful.
At this moment, he immediately panicked and cried loudly.
" Grandma, save me! Grandma, save me! I'm going to die…"
The little shrew was not an ordinary mouse.
It was a shrew.
His saliva was poisonous.
Unfortunately, it was not a deadly poison. If it bit someone, it would at most cause the injured part to swell up. The swelling would go down in a few days, and it would not kill the person.
If this was a highly poisonous creature, the stick might have died here today.
Under the cupboard, the little shrew looked at the escaping stick with a puzzled expression.
It was wondering why this guy wasn't dead.
In the past, before their master found them, those small fish and prawns would die immediately if they were bitten by him in his 'home'!
Why didn't this bad guy who looked like Master die?
The little shrew looked dejected and unhappy.
I'm finished. I'm not strong anymore. I can't even bite people to death.
……
"Grandma, save me!"
"Grandma, save me!"
The stick ran home crying.
Jia Zhang-shi was sunbathing at the door. When she saw her precious grandson running back crying, she quickly got up and asked,"What's wrong? Who bullied you again? Grandma will help you vent your anger!"
"There's no justice in this world, bullying us orphans and widows. Dongxu, look, after you died, someone bullied your son!”
Jia Zhang-shi was throwing a tantrum and rolling around in the courtyard, acting like a scoundrel.
"Grandma, I was bitten by a mouse."”
Hearing this, Jia Zhang-shi stopped howling." Look at you, what are you afraid of if you're bitten by a mouse!"”
She thought that her grandson had been bullied, so she would definitely throw a tantrum and roll around. She would not let him off and would definitely extort some benefits from him.
But was his grandson bitten by a rat?
This was nothing!
What was there to be afraid of?
The stick guy lifted his clothes, revealing his arm that was swollen like a big radish. He cried,"Grandma, am I going to die?”
Jia Zhang-shi was shocked when she saw the stick's arm. She shouted,"Good heavens!" His footsteps were unsteady and he fell to the ground.
She had never seen such a scene before and was almost scared silly.
She hurriedly got up in a panic, tears and snot flowing down her face. She hugged the stick and looked at its swollen arm. She panicked and said,"Go to the hospital quickly. Don't be afraid. Grandma will take you to the hospital now.”
"Let's go to the factory to look for your mother first and ask her to take us to the hospital!”
She hurriedly pulled the rod and ran to the rolling mill.
Nothing must happen to the meme!
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