"Wu, how dare you hit me? Don't think I'm afraid of you. I only let you off because I saw you die once. Otherwise, I could beat you up with one hand!”
The stick meme pointed at Wu Ziqiang with his other hand and said stubbornly.
He didn't want to admit that he couldn't beat him, so he found an excuse to give himself a way out.
"Awesome, before I kill you, you'd better get lost!”
"Watch your mouth in the future!”
Wu Ziqiang said coldly.
His aura was completely different from before. He was like a furious tiger.
His gaze was filled with a strong sense of intimidation.
She glanced at the meme and didn't intend to pay too much attention to him.
He only remembered the meme in his heart.
The original owner was ridiculed by the stick and jumped into the well. Usually, she was bullied quite a lot. Now, this beating was only to recover some interest.
Right now, his top priority was to get some food for his family. He would teach him a lesson when he was free.
The meme was slightly stunned, and he shivered under Wu Ziqiang's sharp gaze.
This feeling was difficult to describe. It was a feeling of authority without anger, and it made the stick's scalp go numb.
In the past, Wu Ziqiang was a soft bun.
In the courtyard, anyone could bully them and let them do whatever they wanted. They never dared to talk back.
Now, he actually had the ability to tell him to get lost!
How dare you beat him up!
It seemed that his strength had also increased. Could it be that he had a soft personality in the past and restrained his strength?
He had died once, and his personality had changed?
It was said that after experiencing death, many people would be enlightened and their personalities would undergo major changes.
Perhaps this was the case with Wu Ziqiang.
What if Wu Ziqiang went crazy and really came up to beat him to death?
It seemed that he was completely unable to win in this exchange just now!
The meme instantly imagined that scene and immediately cowered, cowering there like an ostrich.
Seeing that he did not say anything, Wu Ziqiang snorted coldly and left.
Only then did the meme dare to whisper to Wu Ziqiang's back.
"F * ck, Wu Ziqiang, your father is dead. I'm not afraid of you. If you dare to hit me again, I'll beat you up.”
"What bad luck, my nose is bleeding.”
Wu Ziqiang clicked his tongue and unconsciously turned his head to look at the meme.
With just this ordinary glance, his heart instantly tightened, and his hair stood on end.
He hurriedly kept quiet. It was so far away. Could this kid still hear him?
Clairaudient?
The stick shrunk his neck. He was shocked by Wu Ziqiang's imposing manner and quickly slipped back home.
Wu Ziqiang glanced at the stick, not knowing what the other party was muttering just now. However, judging from his expression, it was definitely not something good.
He ignored her and walked straight to the suburbs.
The stick entered the room and threw the net bag containing the lunch box on the table with an unlucky expression.
The food inside had been scattered because of the fall just now. It seemed that he could not eat it.
The stick casually grabbed a towel and wiped his nosebleed with a grimace.
He was very unhappy.
Little Dang brought a pot of stir-fried cabbage from the deaf old lady's courtyard.
When she came in, she saw that the stick was wiping away his nosebleed and his face was swollen.
"Brother, who hit you? Your face is swollen like a pig's head?”
Little Dang had a straightforward personality. He had a refreshing ponytail and his sixteen-year-old face was full of protein as he smiled.
"I tripped at the door and fell on my own."”
"Brother, Wu Ziqiang chatted with you for a long time in the middle court just now. I don't think your injury was caused by a fall.”
Little Dang obviously didn't believe him. He carefully moved in front of the stick and stared at his swollen head as he spoke.
"Wretched girl, get lost. How can I not be able to defeat Wu Ziqiang?”
The meme was annoyed when he thought about how he was beaten up by Wu Ziqiang.
He was actually beaten up by the weakest chicken in the courtyard house. If this spread, where would he put his face?
Although the stick meme was beaten up quite badly, he did not dare to say anything and could only be depressed in his heart.
When Little Dang saw the reaction of the stick meme, he was sure that the stick meme had been beaten up by Wu Ziqiang.
"Brother, you're too weak. You can't even defeat Wu Ziqiang. You're too useless."”
Little Dang had been beaten up a lot when he was young. When he saw his swollen face, he gloated.
The meme exploded when he heard that.
He got up and was about to hit someone.
Little Dang saw that something was wrong and quickly ran out.
She bumped into Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai, who were on their way home for dinner.
"Silly Dad, my brother wants to hit me!"
Little Dang had a sweet mouth as he hid behind Silly Zhu and called out.
Silly Zhu and Qin Huiru had never registered their marriage because of the stick and Jia Zhangshi, but they ate together.
Hearing Little Dang call him silly dad, he was very pleased.
Silly Zhu protected Little Dang like an eagle protecting a chick and said with a straight face,""Awesome, how old are you? You still hit your sister. You have to act like a brother.”
Yi Zhonghai also put on the demeanor of a master."Awesome, you're the older brother, and Little Dang is your biological sister. Let's talk things out. Don't hurt the harmony.”
Aunt Yi's health was very poor now, and she was almost always hospitalized. Hence, First Uncle decided to have dinner with Qin Huairu's family.
The stick meme originally had no place to vent his anger, but Little Dang hit the muzzle of the gun.
Now that Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai were here, he didn't dare to make a move.
He could only say," First Master, Silly Uncle, Little Dang, this girl's mouth stinks like she ate feces. She should be taught a lesson."”
Little Dang had someone backing him up, so he boldly retorted,""Silly Dad, I'm just telling the truth. Brother, do you dare to say that you weren't beaten up by Wu Ziqiang?”
The meme was speechless. He was indeed beaten up by Wu Ziqiang, but he would not admit it.
He glared at Little Dang and said,"Shut your stinky mouth. I can't be bothered with you."”
Silly Zhu and Yi Zhonghai didn't take it seriously, treating it as a fight between two siblings.
After all, in their impression, it was impossible for Wu Ziqiang to fight with the stick, let alone injure it.
That child didn't even dare to greet anyone. He was very timid and blushed whenever he spoke. It was impossible for him to fight.
"It's time to eat. How old are you?”
Qin Huairu carried a bowl of tofu soup and walked in while swaying her hips.
Behind her was Jia Zhangshi and the little loli Huai Hua with her twin ponytails.
The whole family sat together to eat. Silly Zhu's lunch box was knocked out, and there were not many dishes.
Jia Zhang-shi had put a lot of food into the bowl. When she heard that the stick had fallen, Jia Zhang-shi's heart ached so much that she almost broke the stone slab at the door.
Yi Zhonghai drank the tofu soup and said,""The street office has informed us that they will be mobilizing the educated youth to go to the countryside in the next few days to receive re-education for the poor and lower-middle peasants.”
"For example, in a family with many women, only one can stay. The other children have to go to the countryside.”
In the courtyard house, there were three stewards, and Yi Zhonghai was one of them. Everyone called him First Master.
Yi Zhonghai had a lot of prestige in the academy.
In fact, in the 1950s, he had more authority.
At that time, because the household registration system was not perfect, in order to prevent enemy spies from sneaking in, three stewards were elected. If they discovered anything unusual, they had to report it immediately.
Now that it was gradually perfected, he would help to deal with some trivial matters in the courtyard and also assist the street office with some work.
Therefore, Yi Zhonghai immediately learned about the policy of going to the mountains and villages from the street office.
"Is there a need to think about it? It has to be my eldest grandson who stays in the city. Why don't we just let Xiao Dang and Huai Hua, the two money-losing goods, go to the countryside?”
Jia Zhangshi blurted out without thinking.
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