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10 Braised Pork Breaks Defense

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Yi Zhonghai brought dumplings to the Deaf Old Lady.

Pork and cabbage filling.

Today, the two of them joined forces, but they failed to suppress Zhang Bingye. Instead, they damaged the old lady's prestige.

Yi Zhonghai expressed.

"Old Madam, Zhang Bingye is too arrogant.”

"He doesn't even listen to you. He doesn't respect his elders at all.”

Yi Zhonghai looked indignant.

"This child is stubborn and difficult to deal with.”

The deaf old lady picked up a dumpling and put it into her mouth, chewing it slowly.

His turbid eyes were filled with anger and fear.

In the courtyard house, Yi Zhonghai was the master, and Silly Zhu was the vanguard under Yi Zhonghai.

Basically, he could do anything.

Even if the two of them couldn't figure it out, the old lady would make a move.

With the name of an elder and the persuasion of everyone, there was no one who could not be suppressed.

Xu Damao had been beaten up by Silly Zhu many times, but every time, it was a big matter that was reduced to a small matter.

It couldn't cause any waves.

There was only one exception.

That was Zhang Bingye.

When Jia Dongxu died, the Jia family wanted Zhang Bingye to compensate them.

Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu chimed in and failed to get Zhang Bingye to take the money.

The old lady stood out and said. The other people in the courtyard also tried to persuade her.

The Jia family's son had died, and the neighbors had to compensate him.

Zhang Bingye would rather fall out with so many people in the quad than call the police.

He didn't let the Jia family gain any advantage.

Ever since that incident, the Deaf Old Lady had felt that Zhang Bingye was a thorn in her side.

It was fine if he didn't provoke him.

If they provoked Zhang Bingye, even the heavens wouldn't be able to do anything.

This time, the old lady stood up again, but she still did not get anything good.

"Why don't I discuss it with Old Liu and give him some trouble?”

Yi Zhonghai's eyes flickered.

Liu Haizhong was a Level 7 Welder in the Welder Team. He had a lot of experience and high technical standards.

He was Zhang Bingye's senior at work.

"Liu Haizhong can indeed make things difficult for Little Zhang, but it's not easy to borrow his favor.”

"You decide."

The deaf old lady continued to eat her dumplings.

There was a lack of supplies these days, and there was little oil and meat.

The Deaf Old Lady was a glutton and ate every meal.

"Who's making braised pork?”

"It's not the New Year, it's not the festival. It's strange to cook braised pork.”

Yi Zhonghai's nose twitched a few times, and his voice was a little sour.

As the eldest son of the quad, his monthly salary was 99 yuan.

It wasn't even that extravagant.

The Deaf Old Lady put down her chopsticks and stood up.

He walked in the direction of the fragrance.

Someone made braised pork, and she, the old ancestor of the quad, went over to take a walk.

He would probably eat two pieces.

Yi Zhonghai accompanied him from the side.

The two of them walked to Zhang Bingye's door. The rich fragrance of meat was intoxicating.

"This kid is actually making braised pork at home.”

"Squandering thing."

Yi Zhonghai's heart ached even more.

The Deaf Old Lady's expression changed a few times, but in the end, she couldn't wipe her face.

He turned around and left.

After quarreling with Zhang Bingye, she could not bring herself to knock on his door.

However, the aroma of the red braised pork was like a worm, drilling straight into the Deaf Old Lady's heart.

The Deaf Old Lady was craving for it.

"Old lady, I'll bring you a few pieces of red braised pork tomorrow.”

Yi Zhonghai said with a smile.

"I'm half an old woman with one foot in the ground. Why would I eat braised pork?”

As the Deaf Old Lady spoke, a smile appeared on her face.

The two of them returned to the backyard.

"Grandpa Yi, who's making braised pork?”

"It smells so good."

Liu Guangtian stood at the door and asked.

"It's Zhang Bingye's house."

Yi Zhonghai replied coldly.

Liu Guangtian ran home.

"Dad, the fragrance comes from Zhang Bingye's family.”

"Aren't you his senior? He must have sent you a few pieces of meat.”

Liu Guangtian was excited.

Liu Haizhong's face darkened. He picked up his chopsticks and hit Liu Guangtian's hand.

Bang!

Liu Guangtian jumped up in pain. A red mark appeared on the back of his hand.

"The child just said something. Why did you hit him?”

Second Aunt was unhappy.

"Go and pour me half a glass of wine and fry an egg.”

Liu Haizhong glared at Liu Guangtian and ordered the Second Aunt to work.

Zhang Bingye was in the same group as Liu Haizhong.

However, the two of them did not have much interaction.

Even if they had some interactions at work, Liu Haizhong deliberately kept it a secret and did not tell Zhang Bingye.

Now that Zhang Bingye had made braised pork, Liu Haizhong knew that he would not get a share.

Liu Guangtian had touched the sore spot in his bangs, making him feel very embarrassed.

Silly Zhu's house.

"This kid just splashed a pot of fish and now he's making braised pork.”

"You really deserve a beating."

Silly Zhu looked at Zhang Bingye's door indignantly.

"Brother, eat something good at home. Why are you asking for a beating again?”

He Yushui pouted.

"Can't you tell? He's just showing off on purpose.”

"Isn't it just a second-grade welder? What's the point of showing off?”

Silly Zhu had a wise look on his face as he felt that he had seen through Zhang Bingye.

He despised her even more.

Yan Fu's noble house.

"Tsk, tsk."

Yan Fugui couldn't help but smack his lips and swallow the saliva in his mouth.

The red braised pork was really too fragrant.

He couldn't eat it.

Yan Fugui stood up and took out half a salted duck egg from the cupboard to satisfy his craving.

"Dad, aren't you good at scheming? Count how many pieces of braised pork Zhang Bingye's family has.”

Yan Jiecheng was also extremely greedy.

The Yan family had a total of four children. Jie Fang, Jie Cheng, Jie Kuang, and Jie Ti were supported by Yan Fugui as teachers.

The number of times they ate meat in a year could be counted on one hand.

Smelling the fragrance of the red braised pork, he really couldn't stand it.

"Do you think I'm a god? I can get the meat from his house.”

"If you want to eat meat, you should learn from Zhang Bingye. He's already a second-level welder now. Look at you, you're still an apprentice.”

Yan Fugui cursed.

Her son was disappointing and still wanted to eat good food.

He should eat his mouth.

Yan Jiecheng tilted his head to the side.

He calculated in his heart and ordered some meat to satisfy his craving.

Jia family.

"I want to eat meat, braised pork."

The stick was rolling on the ground.

"Qin Huairu, hurry up and get some red braised pork.”

"As a mother, you really have no ability at all.”

Jia Zhang-shi's beady eyes shone.

She craved red braised pork too.

"Mom, the braised pork was made by Zhang Bingye. We just quarreled with him. I don't have the face to look for him again.”

Qin Huairu tilted her head and decided not to go.

If she went, she would have to listen to Zhang Bingye's blushing words again. She didn't want to.

"Fine, if you don't go, I'll go!"

"This dog's fish caused my teeth to break. He should compensate us with the red braised meat.”

Jia Zhang-shi smelled the fragrance and really couldn't hold it in.

She dragged her fat body and staggered to Zhang Bingye's door.

"Zhang Bingye, open the door for me."

"You were cooking fish just now, and now you're cooking meat. You're deliberately coveting my eldest grandson, aren't you?”

"Let me tell you, if you don't give the meat to our Jia family today, I won't forgive you!”

Jia Zhangshi shouted.

After shouting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

Jia Zhang-shi couldn't help but push the door open.

Only then did he realize that there was a lock on the door.

"Dog, you actually went out."

Jia Zhang-shi then realized that she had been shouting at the air for a long time.

Suddenly, his teeth ached again.

Jia Zhangshi looked around and coughed.

HeTui!

He spat on the door lock of Zhang Bingye's door.

Thinking of Zhang Bingye going home to unlock the door, he spat on his hand.

Even eating meat would definitely make him lose his appetite.

Jia Zhang-shi felt good.

If I can't eat it, you can forget about eating it well!

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