Jia Zhang-shi felt a burning sensation on her face and a rusty taste in her mouth.
She was so furious that she howled and wanted to hit Zhang Ping 'an.
Zhang Ping 'an said without hesitation,
He grabbed her neck and lifted her up.
"What are you doing? Are you playing with me?"
He chuckled and said with a cold gaze.
At the same time, he continued to exert strength.
silence
A deathly silence.
Time seemed to freeze.
Ever since Zhang Ping 'an returned to the courtyard house, he had been smiling at everyone. He would either call them aunt or smoke.
Therefore, everyone in the courtyard seemed to have forgotten what happened before he joined the army.
However, at this moment…
He looked at Jia Zhang-shi's neck, which was tightly strangled like a Rakshasa.
Everyone immediately remembered.
This was the former overlord of the Dongcheng Area!
Even his father, Zhang Heping, couldn't control him.
The little tyrant that could only be sent to the army!
Seeing Jia Zhangshi being strangled, no one in the courtyard dared to persuade her.
Yi Zhonghai and Shazhu looked at Grandma Zhang pleadingly.
However, he realized that the latter was actually dozing off with his eyes closed.
He did not see his grandson strangling someone at all.
Thus, the two of them completely gave up.
"Can't you talk nicely? Can't you talk properly now?"
Zhang Ping 'an freed a hand and patted Jia Zhangshi's cheek as he asked.
This action was extremely insulting.
Jia Zhang-shi was strangled and couldn't speak. She could only nod desperately.
Zhang Ping 'an saw that the old woman's face had turned from black to white, until it was as pale as paper.
Only then did he let go.
Bada.
Jia Zhangshi sat on the ground, her eyes lifeless.
A fishy smell began to pervade the courtyard.
Everyone lowered their heads and saw that Jia Zhangshi had wet her pants.
Zhang Ping 'an looked coldly at Jia Zhangshi.
"If you want to be unreasonable, you have to have the capital to be unreasonable. You only know how to be unreasonable and shameless. If you meet someone who is really unreasonable, you won't even know how you died.”
"I, I'll get lost immediately. I won't dare to do it again…" Jia Zhangshi immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Ping 'an.
At the same time, he could not help but hate Qin Huairu.
If Qin Huiru hadn't said that Zhang Ping 'an had become much more amiable this morning,
How could she dare to provoke him?
This b * tch, let's see how she'll deal with her when we get back!
After dealing with Jia Zhangshi, Zhang Ping 'an looked at the stick." I ask, you answer, understand?”
The latter had seen him almost strangling his grandmother to death with his own eyes.
He was already trembling in fear.
"Did you steal the chicken?" Zhang Ping 'an raised his eyebrows.
The stick nodded like pounding garlic
"Do your mother and grandmother know?"
"I... After dinner, they found out…My grandmother said that we're not allowed to tell anyone..." The stick stuttered as he explained the matter clearly.
Actually, Zhang Ping 'an knew all of this.
But he still wanted to ask.
The purpose was to let everyone in the courtyard hear it.
He wanted to see what this old woman was.
One had to know that in this era, theft and instigation of theft were enough to be poked in the spine for a lifetime.
"You'll go to jail for stealing, don't you know?”He looked at the stick and asked again.
"I... No, I don't want to go to jail. Uncle, please spare me…I was wrong…"
The stick was so scared that he knelt on the ground and hugged Zhang Ping 'an's leg, begging.
Qin Huairu rushed over as well, crying as she pleaded,
She expressed that she was willing to compensate Zhang Ping 'an and Xu Damao for all their losses. She only hoped that her son would not be sent to jail.
In the end,
Zhang Ping 'an raised two conditions.
First, the Jia family would compensate him with ten yuan for the chicken.
Second, if the stick was used again, he would be sent to the police station directly. No matter who begged him, it would be useless!
Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi agreed to his conditions with gratitude.
Qin Huairu said that she did not have any money on hand now, but she would personally send the money to the Zhang family tomorrow.
The stick meme repeatedly expressed that he would not dare to steal anymore.
In the end,
The entire assembly ended just like that.
The moment the meeting ended, Grandma Zhang opened her eyes and woke up.
Zhang Ping 'an stood up and helped Grandma up, then walked to the backyard.
The matter ended here.
In fact, he didn't really plan to send the meme to prison in the beginning.
Although he had read a lot of doujinshi in his previous life,
The memes were written as heinous crimes, and they wished they could use the Immortal Slaying Sword to kill them.
However, after living in this world for a long time,
Zhang Ping 'an knew that this guy was a selfish little bastard who was spoiled by his family.
However, if he was really guilty, he had to be killed.
That was really not the case.
Two yuan for a chicken.
The Jia family compensated him with ten yuan.
Scaring the stick meme and the old hag was enough.
After returning home, Zhang Ping 'an lay on the bed after burning his feet.
With a thought, he began to check the system warehouse.
He found that the bowl of hot water inside was still steaming. He touched it and found that it was at least 80 degrees Celsius.
The bowl of white snow was still full and showed no signs of melting.
Zhang Ping 'an nodded. It seemed like a frozen space.
The next morning, the sky was bright.
Zhang Ping 'an got up and went to the breakfast shop at the alley. He brought back two bowls of tofu pudding and five fried dough sticks.
After dinner with Grandma,
He told Grandma that he wouldn't be back for dinner and left home to go to work.
After leaving the Moon Gate, he went to the middle court and found that the neighbors here were more polite to him than yesterday.
If it was because he was the driver yesterday, they wanted to curry favor with him and take advantage of him.
So today,
It was the kind of politeness that carried fear.
He didn't want to take advantage of her, he just wanted to avoid trouble.
Zhang Ping 'an could not help but smile playfully.
As expected,
When you are gentle, the world is overbearing.
When you start to be unreasonable, the world will become gentle.
......
Zhang Ping 'an had just arrived at the rolling mill when he received a mission notice.
"Pingan, I received a call from my superior today. They need to deliver a truck of coal to Red Star Commune. Can you make a trip?”
Although the fleet was from the rolling mill, there were few trucks in this era.
Therefore, some units and communities would borrow cars from the factory to transport goods.
Zhang Ping 'an agreed without hesitation.
Since he had done this job, he was naturally duty-bound.
"A short trip costs 60 cents. As for lunch, you can eat at their community…"
"You're a local of Beijing, so you should be familiar with the roads, right?”
After all, it was Zhang Ping 'an's second day of work. Qian Ba Cao was a little worried and nagged.
Zhang Ping 'an nodded." I'm familiar with the road. When are we leaving?”
"You can do it now. The car is already loaded.”Qian Bacao said as he brought Zhang Ping 'an to the parking lot.
A car loaded with coal was already ready to go.
Beside him stood an apprentice called Little Wang, who was holding an iron shake in his hand.
It was obvious that he had started the car with the handle.
Normally, when the starter and battery were in good condition, there was no need to shake the car.
However, in order to protect the battery, they had to shake it (usually the co-pilot and the apprentice were responsible).
Not only did it require a lot of strength,
The engine oil was thick in the winter in the north, and the car was quite heavy at first.
He also had to have a certain level of skill and quick reflexes. If he felt that something was wrong, he would quickly retreat.
The most feared thing was the sudden reversal of the engine ignition too early.
If he turned the handle around, he might injure his arm or even break a bone.
Zhang Ping 'an nodded at the apprentice,
Then, he jumped into the car, waved at Qian Bacao, and started the car.
Great Liberation immediately roared and drove towards the gate of the rolling mill.
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