Siheyuan: Taking advantage of the funeral to collect wool? You're courting death!
30 Let’s be unlucky together

Yan Chou,

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He quickly turned around and said with a guilty conscience,"I, I'm an old woman. I'm too weak.”

When everyone heard this, their faces revealed a disapproving expression. Let alone how heavy a seven or eight-year-old brat could be.

Even Jia Zhang-shi was not as weak as she said.

Other than a few people in the courtyard, even some men did not have as much strength as her when she snatched things.

Now, he looked like a weak old man.

Third Aunt could not help but mutter softly,"Now you say you don't have any strength. Last time when you snatched something from me, you were quite strong.”

Jia Zhangshi didn't hear what Third Aunt said clearly, but from her expression, she knew it wasn't anything good.

She glared at Third Aunt fiercely.

"Alright, Old Lady Jia, stop talking nonsense here." Fang Zhenhua said in a bad mood.”

"If you keep talking, your boy is going to drown in the manure pit.”

"Besides, saving people is mainly your own business. Even if everyone wants to save them, they will help you.”

"You can't just watch from the side while everyone takes the initiative to save you, right? Whose grandson is he?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another. Second Aunt said with certainty,"Although Fang Zhenhua is stingy, there's nothing wrong with his words.”

"That's true. Grandma Stick, no matter what, you have to do it first.”

In fact, everyone felt a little disgusted, especially the old women in the city.

They could accept some of the filth in life, but they had to go to the manure pit to save people or do something.

That was definitely not possible. Not to mention whether it was dirty or not, just the smell alone made everyone retreat.

The aunties were all standing at the side and watching with disgust. Most of the men had not returned from work yet.

As for Fang Zhenhua, it was already good enough that he did not poke him with a stick.

Seeing that everyone was watching the show with disgust, Jia Zhang-shi pouted and immediately burst into tears.

"You bastard! You're the only one here!" he cried as he pointed at Fang Zhenhua.”

"You actually didn't even save a child in trouble. You're simply inhumane!”

"What you said is very funny, Grandma Awesome." Fang Zhenhua sneered when he heard that.”

"What obligation do I have to save him? Let's not talk about anything else. Just what your family has done to me these past few days.”

"I've already done my best not to kick him when he's down. You still want me to save him?”

As he spoke, he pointed at the stick in the manure pit and said to Jia Zhangshi in a bad mood.

"Besides, look at him. This shit pit isn't as deep as him.”

"He stood up straight. His head is almost higher than the edge of the pit.”

"As a grandmother, you can pull him up with just a hand.”

"But you don't do it. You're just like a mad dog here, biting whoever you catch. Are you hoping that your stalker will drown in the manure pit?”

As he spoke, he pointed at a piece of meat in the grass diagonally in front of him and said,"Look, that's the meat that your stick stole from my family.”

"Your family really has a 'fine tradition'?”

"You still expect me to save a thief who has been harboring ill intentions towards me since he was young?! Is that possible?"

Jia Zhang-shi was stunned when she heard this, but she immediately came to her senses. She shook her head and cursed fiercely.

"Impossible, my idol is only so old. How could he steal meat from your house?”

"Don't talk nonsense here. You want to splash dirty water on my stick.”

"Good, good, Fang Zhenhua. My stick fell down. Did you throw it down?”

Fang Zhenhua had yet to speak, but at this moment, the stick could no longer stand the stench in the manure pit.

She wanted to climb up, but was afraid of falling down again. When Jia Zhangshi jumped up, she was standing by the pit. He said.

"Impossible, my idol is only so old. How could he steal meat from your house?”

"Don't talk nonsense here. You want to splash dirty water on my stick.”

"Good, good, Fang Zhenhua. My stick fell down. Did you throw it down?”

Fang Zhenhua had yet to speak, but at this moment, the stick could no longer stand the stench in the manure pit.

She wanted to climb up, but was afraid of falling down again. When Jia Zhangshi jumped up, she was standing by the pit. When he looked over again, he saw Jia Zhangshi and the stick guy rolling around for a long time.

Finally, the two of them showed their heads, but the stick meme said with a sad face,"Grandma, why did you come down too?”

Jia Zhang-shi was furious. She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, her mouth was full of reincarnation items.

He immediately spat out a mouthful of air and only managed to catch his breath after a long time. He cursed,"Didn't you pull me down?"

"Ugh, save…Help!"

The tank in the pit had been washed for years and became very smooth.

Jia Zhang-shi was like a ball, and she was too flustered. She struggled for a long time but could not stand up.

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