"What are you two little brats doing?!"
Uncle Wu Xie's voice came from the other end of the phone. Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen looked at each other, and then asked: "Third uncle, Xiaohua and I hanged together. We can only save one, who do you save?"
You must be sweating profusely, Third Uncle.
Jie Lianhuan on the other side of the phone was not sweating, but it was true that he wanted to kill Wu Xie, the little bastard.
If Wu Xie was making trouble alone, he wouldn't care at all. He would just have someone knock him out and lock him up in his home. He would also give him a warning in a small dark room, and there happened to be a little flower.
He knew this kid's temperament. If he said he would hang himself... maybe he would really hang himself.
But he didn't expect that the Jie Yuchen of today was no longer the Jie Yuchen of the past.
He is now Niu Colu Xie Yuchen Haiyan II.
After all, there is a saying that goes well, reputation is good and bad, it was before, it is abnormal now.
After this time, he discovered that sometimes it is really good to be simple.
For example, when someone troubled him before, he had to think about a lot of things, and even had to make all the plans perfect before taking action.
He is much simpler now.
If he can't solve the problem, he will get rid of the person who caused him the problem.
It doesn't matter if you can't plug his mouth, then plug his buttocks. If he can't solve the problem, then help him solve the problem of urination and defecation, so that he won't have to worry about his back in the future. When the time comes, he can I can figure it out.
In the past two months, Xie Yuchen has tried several times, and each time he felt an unparalleled sense of comfort. As a result, his reputation in the capital has skyrocketed. After all, fewer and fewer people dare to say bad things about him. .
For the remaining few that he dares to say, he can't do it yet, but it doesn't matter. Sooner or later, he will save them the cost of buying Kaiselu.
"Third Master, it's okay if you don't want to answer Wu Xie's question, but I think you have to answer my question."
"Xie Yuchen!" The third master shouted in a very serious tone.
Then he said: "Guard your home, you don't need to take care of other things."
Xie Yuchen laughed when he heard this.
If his guess was correct, the caller should be Ji Lian Lian.
"Third Master, if you want to say that, then I can only answer you with actions."
Xie Yuchen paused, looked at Wu Xie and said: "Get on the rope, we two brothers will perform a hanging and kicking the stool for the third master today."
Wu Xie started to put ropes on the beams, and Pan Zi over there started shouting to the third master, "No, the third master can't do this... I beg you, the third master..."
Those who didn't know better thought Wu Xie was forcing Pan Zi to do something inappropriate for children.
Jie Lianhuan didn’t know whether he had taken it or not.
After being silent for a long time, he said: "I'm going somewhere next month. You guys will follow me. Whatever you want to know, we can talk about it after everything is over. That's it for now."
"Also, don't fucking hang yourself in my shop. Go back to your own house and hang yourself. No one will care about you two bastards until you hang yourself."
After the call was hung up, Wu Xie and Xie Yuchen looked at each other and smiled.
Sister Yan is really awesome.
After leaving the shop, Pan Zi looked at the two ropes and had the urge to hang himself up. If he comes here two more times, he won't have to look after the third master's shop. He will have a heart attack and be frightened out by these two young ancestors.
"By the way, do you have any news about Zhang Haiyan? After I came back from Qinling, she didn't answer my phone calls."
Wu Xie asked Xie Yuchen about Zhang Haiyan while walking.
Xie Yuchen paused, then smiled lightly.
"She should be busy. Maybe she will be back after a while."
Jie Yuchen didn't say anything more, but strode towards the car parked outside. After getting in the car, he looked at Wu Xie who was still and asked, "Do you want me to see you off?"
Wu Xie shook his head.
"No, I'll take a walk for a while, you go back first."
Xie Yuchen nodded, then closed the car door and drove away.
Wu Xie sighed, and then wandered on the street. He didn't know how long he walked. When he looked up, he found that he had walked to the West Lake. Looking at the familiar pavilion, he remembered the night when he and Lao Chu met Zhang Haiyan.
Why do you all like to hide things from me? Why are you all unwilling to tell me the truth?
I really want to smash their bowls.
Otherwise, I'll call them one by one to report their crimes. Then I won’t have to look for my third uncle, I’ll let the police officer do the searching.
Ahhhh, I really want to send them all in for a reunion.
Normal person -2.
…………
Zhang Haiyan tried to sit up in a daze, but as soon as he raised his head slightly, he hit his head with a bang and bounced back.
Zhang Haiyan, who was rubbing her forehead before she fully woke up, murmured in a low voice: "It was so violent that it hit the ceiling."
She came back to her senses the next moment, and quickly stretched out her hand to touch it, and found that the top of her head seemed to be a flat plate. Zhang Haiyan was puzzled.
[The ceiling collapsed? Shall I wipe it? Didn't you notify me when the house was demolished? What about the demolition money? Where is my demolition payment? 】
Zhang Haiyan touched around her again and found that the surrounding area was surrounded by neat wooden boards. The space was so narrow that she could only lie down and turn around, not even raising her head or stretching.
Zhang Haiyan couldn't help but be stunned, and then tried to hold up the wooden board above her head, hoping that she would not be nailed to death as she imagined, or simply buried.
The wooden board was not very heavy, and she pushed it aside with a little force.
【Depend on! Who put me in the coffin? 】
Zhang Haiyan stepped out of the coffin with a confused look on her face. She thought she would step on the ground, but instead she missed the step and hit the ground from a height of more than one meter.
【…………】
The window was sealed tightly with a piece of black cloth, completely blocking the light. The only light source came through the gap in the door.
Zhang Haiyan gritted her teeth, got up from the ground, and groped around on the wall. When she touched a switch, she subconsciously pressed it. After a flash of incandescent light, it turned on completely, shaking Zhang Haiyan to tears.
After she finally adapted to the brightness, she began to look at the environment here again.
Looking at the simple coffin placed on the bed, Zhang Haiyan smiled slightly.
[Don't let me know who put my coffin on the bed. I have to smooth the dirt on his grave. 】
The room was about ten square meters, with a simple coffin placed on a single bed.
Next to it is a table.
Zhang Haiyan took a look and saw a bowl that had been there for a long time. There was still some dried dark brown stuff at the bottom of the bowl.
Zhang Haiyan frowned slightly and threw the bowl into her coffin.
"You don't know how to wash the dishes after dinner. Why are you waiting for me to climb out of the coffin and wash them for you? Damn it."
Zhang Haiyan, who had just reached the door of the house, suddenly returned to the coffin where she had just been lying. When she saw the bankbook placed in the coffin, she picked it up and glanced at the balance on it.
[One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, father, grandfather, ancestor...]
