"
Alright, Third Uncle, I won't chat with you anymore. I still have to go back and tidy up the room.”
"Go on, it's what you should do. The little doll who blew snot, bubbles, pee, and mud back then has grown up now.”
Donald walked from the front yard to the backyard. Everyone he met drooled when they saw his new bicycle.
This was a really big deal.
Ordinary people could not afford it.
Even if it was a dual-income family, they would have to consider it if they wanted to buy it.
Sometimes, she really couldn't bear to.
The money spent on a bicycle was enough to feed a family of three for a year.
People nowadays were not like those in 2021, who were full after eating half a bowl of rice.
At this time, the strong laborers could eat five or six large cornbread buns in one meal. They were solid and hard.
He had a huge appetite.
Donald gladly accepted their gazes.
Go ahead and be envious.
I am rich, but I still want to marry a wife.
When he arrived at the door.
Suddenly, a small black shadow darted out from inside.
It was a conditioned reflex.
Donald blocked the small shadow.
The little black shadow crashed into Donald and fell backward, rolling on the ground.
"Aiyo, my leather drum!”
Only then did Donald see the person in front of him clearly.
Widow Qin's son was awesome.
This little doll was born in the year of spinning top and deserved a beating.
In the original plot, there was no need to mention his ungrateful behavior. Anyway, it had nothing to do with Donald, and the one who was tricked was Silly Pillar.
This little thing was holding a small cloth bag in its hand.
This cloth bag was too familiar. It even had Donald's surname on it.
This was how things were in this era.
All the pots and pans had their family names painted on the bottom, and even their full names.
All the tables and chairs were marked.
The bags of rice and flour were no exception.
"You little brat, you've become a thief! Stealing my flour, I'll beat you to death!”
"I didn't steal it. I picked it up from the ground.”This little dog thief's mouth was still very tough. He refused to admit that he had stolen it.
The sound of their argument attracted an auntie.
"What's going on, Lil Tang? Why are you arguing with a child like him?”
a middle-aged woman asked.
"Look at what he's holding in his hand.”Donald snapped.
"Is this your bag of rice?"
"That's right. My words are all on it.
I just bought this bag of flour from the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday. I didn't eat it for a meal, so it's a total of 8 catties. This little bastard, this little thief, took it all away, not even letting go of my bag.”
"Awesome, return the things to your Uncle Tang, hurry up!”A middle-aged woman shouted loudly,
At this moment.
Jia Zhang-shi, the rat sh * t in the courtyard house, had arrived.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?
Aiyo, my good grandson, who hit you?
Hurry up and get up. Don't sit on the floor. It's dirty.”
Jia Zhangshi helped the stick stick up and patted his back twice to brush off the dust.
"Damn it, tell me what to do about this. Your grandson stole my flour. This is my food for a week.”Donald said seriously.
"Explanation? What explanation? A child was hungry and wanted to find something to eat. What explanation did he need?
I've heard that you've already become a Level 8 fitter. Your monthly salary is 92 yuan. You don't lack this.”Jia Zhangshi said matter-of-factly.
"Oh, so it's my fault that I became a Level 8 fitter. Because I became a Level 8 fitter, your grandson came to steal my flour. Cut the crap. Either I call the police or compensate me with 20 yuan.”
There was no reason to reason with such a person, and Donald did not want to reason with her.
"My poor son, look at you. You left so easily, leaving behind an orphan and a widow. Now, the people in the courtyard are bullying us.”
Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes and sat down on the ground, starting to throw a tantrum.
"Jia Zhang-shi, you don't have to do this. If throwing a tantrum and rolling around can solve the problem, then why do you need the police?
I'm telling you, 8 pounds of flour is enough to put your grandson in the juvenile detention center for a month.
You can either give me 20 yuan and I won't call the police, or I'll let your grandson stay in the juvenile detention center for 30 days.
As for whether he would be scolded by others in school or become a thief, it was hard to say.”
Donald crossed his arms, not caring if she was throwing a tantrum or not.
"Tang kid, you're so heartless. 8 catties of flour is only 1 yuan, and you want me to pay you 20 yuan? You're such a bastard.”
Jia Zhang-shi stood up and pointed her fingers at the crowd, perfectly portraying the image of an old shrew.
"You don't want to give it to me, right? Then I'll call the police and you'll be waiting for me.”
Donald removed the bicycle's legs and stepped on it, intending to ride it out.
"Don't, don't, don't, don't. We can discuss things. Don't call the police so easily. We're all in the same courtyard and we see each other all the time. Don't worry, Lil Tang.”A middle-aged woman grabbed Donald.
At this time, the uncles in the courtyard had not gotten off work yet.
It was obviously impossible for them to uphold justice.
Moreover, it was too late. Lil Tang was obviously going to call the police now.
"Jia Zhangshi, for the sake of your grandson's future, you should take out the money. At that time, he would really be locked up in the juvenile detention center for ten days to half a month, let alone a month.
How is your grandson going to behave in school in the future? Would he still be in the mood to continue reading?
At that time, he could only drop out of school and become an illiterate.
"If you want your grandson to become illiterate, then pretend I didn't say anything,"
an auntie turned her head and said to Jia Zhangshi.
"Auntie, it's not that I don't want to give it to you, but 20 yuan. My daughter-in-law's monthly salary is only 27.5 yuan.
Why don't you just give me a dollar?”
Donald was so angry that he laughed.
"One yuan? Are you trying to get rid of a beggar? Let me tell you, I don't lack this one yuan. I just want to send your grandson to the juvenile detention center. Just you wait.”
"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. This is like doing business. You name a price and he'll bargain. If you think this price isn't enough, you can ask for another bite.”
A middle-aged woman still grabbed Donald's bicycle handle tightly.
"Auntie, you're wrong. This isn't some business negotiation. It's only 20 yuan.”
"Jia Zhang-shi, you heard it too. Little Tang doesn't usually have any disputes with the people in the courtyard, so you don't know him very well.
Since he said so, there was definitely no room for negotiation.
Do you want 20 yuan or do you want your grandson to stay in juvenile detention for a month?”
"I'll give it to you! Just wait and see.”
Jia Zhangshi returned to her house and dug out a loose brick from the wall in a corner.
Inside was a cloth bag.
He opened the cloth bag.
It was all money.
A lot of money.
At least 500.
Back then, his son was a Level 4 fitter.
He had saved up some money, but after he died in the factory, the factory had to express their gratitude. It was a sum of money.
The consolation money was a year's salary.
42 yuan a month, a total of 504 yuan.
The widow Qin Huairu had never even touched this money.
All of them were kept by this old woman.
However, in the past two years, she had secretly spent some of it.
It was originally more than 600 yuan.
She fished out two big black tens from inside.
At this moment, Jia Zhang-shi's heart was bleeding.
"This little bastard is too greedy. It's just 8 pounds of flour. He doesn't lack this mouthful. My grandson is growing. What's wrong with taking 8 pounds of flour from him?
This kind of person will die a horrible death for bullying us orphans and widows.”
Jia Zhang-shi was still mumbling as she walked towards the backyard.
When they arrived at Donald's house, Jia Zhangshi threw two 10-yuan notes on the ground.
"I'll give it to you to spend."
As he spoke, he held the stick in his hand and the bag of flour in his other hand.
"What are you doing? Put the flour down!" Donald scolded angrily.
"I already gave you 20 yuan. This bag of flour is only one yuan.”
"Even if it's only worth a dime, what does it have to do with you? That's my thing, this 20 is your compensation, not the money you use to buy flour, you're stealing, can't take, want to rob, is it? Should I call the police again?”
"You heartless little brat, you will die a horrible death.”
"This has nothing to do with you. You should bring your grandson home and educate him well. Today, he stole a bag of flour, and tomorrow, he might steal money. It's fine if he's in our courtyard.
If he stole from someone else's courtyard or directly stole from the government, he would be living in a fenced courtyard and eating free food.”
Donald did not mind the money that fell on the ground.
He picked it up and blew on it.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to earn 20 yuan after taking a day off today. Awesome, come steal more things from me in the future. I welcome you warmly.”
Donald took the flour and 20 yuan and returned to his small courtyard like an old Onmyoji.
Jia Zhangshi was still cursing Donald.
The puppy was a little mischievous. His eyes revealed a kind of hatred that he should not have at his age.
This matter was probably not over yet.
Naturally, Donald didn't know what these two were thinking. Even if he did, he wouldn't be afraid.
When the soldiers came, he would block them. When the water came, he would cover them with earth.
I'm a transmigrator with a system. Why would I be afraid of a shrew and a little thief like you?
If you annoy me, I'll just break down the remaining lifespan of the stick and let him die of old age at the age of 15. How about that?
Donald was busy cleaning his house.
Even the most remote corners were swept clean.
Not a single one of those old cobwebs fell.
All the furniture was wiped three times with a rag.
To reach the level of spotless and
The withered grass in the small courtyard was also scraped clean by a small hoe.
Next was the paper-cutting.
On his way back from the factory, he had bought some red paper from the supply and marketing cooperative.
Because he had the skills of a Level 8 fitter, his hands were very stable.
Cutting some window grilles and Double Happiness was a small matter for him.
The sky slowly darkened, and the rolling mill was closed.
The workshop workers were the first to get off work. They were also the first to arrive at the courtyard house.
Qin Huairu had just arrived home.
Jia Zhang-shi began to talk about today's matter. As she spoke, she was still cursing and swearing.
"Mom, I'm going to work. You stay at home and teach the child well. Don't let him develop the habit of stealing.”
"What are you saying? Which side are you on? Or is it that you have an affair with someone else? You don't help your own son or your mother-in-law, but you help an outsider.
Son, take me away too. Your wife has broken her shoes!”
To Jia Zhangshi, Rolling and Throwing was a normal attack. It wasn't even a skill. It didn't need a cooldown and could be used continuously.
"Alright, Mom, we definitely won't be able to get the money back. When the time comes, let Silly Zhu Zi bring more leftovers from the canteen. Otherwise, we'll have to live on air this month.”
Qin Huairu took it for granted that she had sucked blood from Silly Zhu.
This little widow was so smart.
Silly Zhu was being controlled by her.
There was no other way. Who would be so foolish as to let Zhu Zi covet her body?
Yes!
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