Courtyard.
After He Yuzhu pushed Jia Dongxu to the hospital, everyone went to work.
The stick pulled Little Dang and sneakily came out.
"Brother, where are we going to play?”
Little Dang raised his head, his dirty face full of confusion.
"Hehe, Little Dang, do you want to eat roast chicken?”
The God Thief Stick Stalker opened his mouth and smiled slyly. He lowered his voice and hugged Little Dang.
"Yes, I really want to eat roast chicken, but we don't have money.”
When Little Dang mentioned the roast chicken, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and his stomach grumbled.
These days, the Jia family's days were very difficult. They ate porridge for three meals. The two children were about to become as thin as monkeys, and their mouths were very greedy.
"Xu Damao, that bastard, even scolded our father today. Today, we'll go to his house to catch a chicken and roast it.”
"Those two old hens are very fat. I wanted to catch them last time.”
The stick pulled Little Dang and quietly went to Xu Damao's house in the backyard.
Ever since he had eaten the roast chicken at Li Jianjun's house, he had been eyeing the old hen at Xu Damao's house.
There was no one at home today, so he finally got the chance.
"Lou Xiao'e doesn't seem to be at home either. Little Dang, keep an eye on her. Call me if she comes out.”
When the stick saw that Xu Damao's door was closed, he became even bolder. He asked Little Dang to watch the door while he went to the chicken coop to catch the old hen himself.
"Ha!"
The stick reached into the chicken coop and twisted the old hen's neck. No matter how the hen flapped, it refused to let go.
"Let's go!"
The stick found a bag to wrap around the hen and ran out.
....
Steel Rolling Mill.
"Beep beep beep!"
He Yuzhu was in a very good mood today. Jia Dongxu seemed to be going to be a eunuch, and Qin Huairu was acting coquettishly at him again. Her delicate appearance made his heart itch. It was as if he had drunk honey water, and he felt very happy.
"Master, you're so happy today. Did you find a wife?”
Ma Hua teased He Yuzhu.
"Go, hurry up and get to work. Don't babble here.”
He Yuzhu glared at everyone and pretended to be angry. He was holding a teacup in his hand. His facial features were ferocious and he looked really fierce and scary.
"Master, there's a thief."
At this moment, Ma Hua saw a dirty child open the cupboard and take out a bottle of soy sauce and pour it into his own bottle.
"Oh my god, you little thing actually came here to steal soy sauce.”
At this moment, He Yuzhu realized that the stick had snuck in and was filling a bottle with soy sauce from the canteen.
"Silly Zhu!"
The stick was really big hearted. He even called out to Silly Zhu, unhurriedly screwed the cap of the bottle, turned around, and ran out.
"Little thing, how dare you."
"Swoosh!"
When He Yuzhu saw this, he felt that his authority had been challenged. A nameless anger suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.
"You still want to run?"
He Yuzhu didn't say anything. He picked up the large tea cup and threw it out as if he was venting his anger.
"Bang!"
"Ouch!"
Coincidentally, the cover at the door was suddenly opened. A shifty-eyed, mustached Xu Damao walked in from outside.
The teacup flew toward him and hit his head.
The tea leaves and water were poured over the person's head, and he instantly became a drenched chicken, looking extremely miserable.
"Who is it?"
"I'll fight whoever tries to hit me.”
At this moment, Xu Damao had already reacted. He covered his forehead, his eyes widened in anger, and he cursed loudly.
"Hahaha, it was your grandfather who smashed it.”
He Yuzhu pointed at Xu Damao and laughed smugly. He was happier than if he had smashed a stick.
"Bang bang bang!"
"What the hell is this?"
Xu Damao was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked away the teacup that He Yuzhu had used for several years.
"Silly Zhu, are you courting death?”
Xu Damao covered his forehead and realized that there was a bump. He was so angry that he almost rushed over to beat He Yuzhu up.
"Oh, I was wondering who it was. So you're Xu Damao, the one who raises a hen but doesn't lay eggs. You really deserve a beating. I'm the one who smashed the thief. What are you doing here?”
"Could it be that you're in cahoots with the stick and came here to steal the soy sauce from the government? You covered for him and let the stick escape smoothly.”
He Yuzhu wasn't stupid. She was smart. She smiled and mocked Xu Damao, pushing the basin of feces on his head.
"You... You're slandering me."
"You idiot, do you know who invited me here? It's the factory manager!"
Xu Damao was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He could only use the factory manager to scare He Yuzhu.
"Who are you trying to scare? Don't put your warm face on someone else's cold buttocks. The person called you over to ask if they could play a small movie tonight.”
He Yuzhu smiled and exposed Xu Damao's lie without hesitation.
"Hmph, I can at least get a glass of wine to drink. I'm not like a lousy chef like you.”
"Bang!"
Xu Damao had just finished speaking when He Yuzhu smashed him with a cucumber again.
"Bastard!"
"Silly Zhu, just you wait.”
"I'll get Jianjun to deal with you later."
Xu Damao covered his head and fled like a rat. He did not dare to continue challenging He Yuzhu. A wise man would not fight when the odds were against him. He turned around and ran out.
Xu Damao knew that he couldn't beat He Yuzhu, so he could only use Li Jianjun.
"If you have the guts, don't run. Do you really think I'm afraid of that bastard Li Jianjun?”
Seeing Xu Damao running away in a sorry state, He Yuzhu suddenly felt bored. She sat on the chair again and stared at everyone cooking.
******
After work.
As usual, He Yuzhu used a net bag to carry some food back. This time, he was very ambitious. He secretly kept half a chicken and wanted to take it back to make soup.
He was in a good mood and whistled along the way, as if he had picked up a hundred pounds of meat.
"Eh, what's that smell?"
Halfway through the bridge, He Yuzhu suddenly smelled the fragrance of roasted meat.
He Yuzhu followed the fragrance and found that the stick stalk was hiding in a corner with Little Dang, eating chicken.
"Little thing, where did you steal the chicken? So you stole the soy sauce to eat the chicken.”
Seeing this, He Yuzhu finally understood. The reason why he stole the soy sauce was to eat chicken dinner with his sister.
"Awesome, where did you get this chicken?”
He Yuzhu walked over and stared at the stick.
"Alright, you can do whatever you want."
The stick glared at He Yuzhu and continued to eat the chicken.
"Little brat, you stole this chicken on time, right?”
Seeing that he could not get any answers, He Yuzhu did not continue to ask and turned to leave.
"Pfft!"
"Isn't it just some soy sauce? As for chasing me with a tea cup and a rolling pin?”
The stick looked at He Yuzhu's back, spat, and cursed fiercely.
"Brother, the roast chicken is really delicious."
Little Dang was holding a chicken wing. His mouth was full of grease, and his expression was very satisfied.
"Mmm, it smells so good!"
"But it's still not as delicious as the roast chicken at Li Jianjun's house.”
The stick was also missing Li Jianjun's roast chicken. He mumbled as he ate. From his tone, he sounded disgusted.
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