"You have forgotten that when my cousin wanted to get married, we didn't have any rice to cook with, so we borrowed some from our family. Cousin, you have also seen today that our family spent a lot of money on my brother-in-law's funeral.
Big money,"
Zhou Zuorang grabbed his arm tightly and helped him out, and said sadly: "Last year was another disaster year, and this year's summer grain has not come yet. Now the wheat for the banquet we make is borrowed from people in the village, so I
Uncle, how about you return the rice you lent me back then."
Zhang Laoer struggled to break away from Zhou Lang's hand and said seriously: "I don't remember such a thing. Did you remember it wrong?"
"Impossible, cousin, my memory is very good."
"You are too young to remember this. Otherwise, if you wait for me to ask your father, your father will definitely not know about this."
After saying that, he hurried away.
Zhou Erlang curled his lips, turned around and went back.
Zhou Lang took the steamed bun out of his mouth in disgust and gave it back to him. Zhou Lang took it and ate it, still despising Zhou Lang, "Now I know I dislike it. You grew up eating my saliva before."
Zhou Lang almost vomited, "Second brother, you say it again!"
Zhou Erlang stopped teasing him.
Man Bao poked his head from behind Zhou Lang to see the Zhang family who were looking around in the yard, and said curiously: "I have never seen them."
"That's your grandma's natal family. Our two families haven't interacted with each other for several years. It's normal that you don't remember."
Zhou Dalang thought of something and his expression changed, "Oh no, Man Bao's room."
When Wu Lang and Zhou Lang heard this, their expressions changed and they ran to the small courtyard next door.
They knew that there were many silver ingots in Manbao House.
The two brothers rushed to the small courtyard next door like calves, and saw that the door of Manbao's room was closed tightly with a lock.
The two brothers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then felt a sound coming from their room not far away.
The two looked at each other and walked up quietly. Wu Lang opened the door with a bang, and saw a dirty child digging through the bamboo box where he kept his clothes, and the quilt that was originally placed on the bed was also
It was turned into a mess.
Wu Lang screamed, rushed forward, held the child down, and searched his clothes.
He was about to call Liu Lang to help, but he saw Liu Lang rushing out in a hurry, and an unfamiliar shout came from the yard.
Wu Lang directly covered the mouth of the child below, and shouted outside: "Cover his mouth, search him, search him quickly. I didn't believe what the third brother said at first, but it turned out to be true. Are all your Zhang family thieves?"
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Wu Lang searched the man and finally found the eight cents he had hidden in his clothes.
It was the first time in Wu Lang's life that he saw a thief who stole money. He was so angry that he immediately beat him, "I told you to steal money. I told you to steal money. I hid it in my pillow and my father didn't even take it away. You are better than me."
Dad still has a face."
In the yard, Saturday Lang screamed and shouted: "Fifth brother, please help me -"
Wu Lang gave Hei Zi a slap in the face for the last time. When he rushed out, he saw his sixth brother being suppressed and beaten. He was so angry that he rushed towards him...
When Zhou Lang and Zhou Lang ran over, they saw their two younger brothers pressing down a young boy and beating him. They also tore the boy's already tattered clothes and found a few pennies from a pile of cloth strips.
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Zhou Lang & Zhou Lang:……
Zhou Lang and Zhou Lang worked together to beat the two lousy children away, and then looked carefully at other rooms. Only then did they realize that among the rooms in the small courtyard, only Zhou Lang and Man Bao's room were locked, while the other rooms were all locked.
Searched.
The flowers that Da Ya, Er Ya and San Ya originally placed in the room as a gift from Man Bao disappeared.
The two brothers were so angry that they turned around to find their parents.
Zhou Lang quickly stopped the person, "Are you stupid? It's useless to go to your parents for such a matter. Come on, third brother will teach you. You go to Daya and the others..."
Zhou Lang imparted his experience to the two of them, probably because he was afraid that they would suffer a loss. He even looked at Zhou Lang specifically and shook his head after hesitating for a moment.
Zhou Lang said: "Third brother, what do you mean by shaking your head?"
"It's a pity that you got married, otherwise you would still be a 'child'," Zhou Lang sighed: "But you are the father of the child now. If you do something like that, my cousin will definitely not let him go if they catch him, so I still
Forget it."
Zhou Lang rolled his eyes and gave Wu Lang an idea, "Where are your friends? Call them in. Damn it, they bullied our old Zhou family and came to our house. Do you think we are still children?"
Liu Lang was the youngest, and he knew that his cousin's family was not good. In his memory, he would be bullied every time he was with his cousin's family, but those memories were long ago.
After all, the two families haven’t interacted with each other for many years, right?
But this time, the scene of being bullied in my memory was not only brought back to mind, but also became more intense than before.
Zhou Lang's eyes were red, he rolled up his sleeves and cried out in grievance, "I have friends, I'll go find them!"
Of course Wu Lang is with him. They have always been the kings of children of the same age in the village. Over the years, because they are rich and powerful, they have developed an aura. How can they silently tolerate this?
Wu Lang and the others went looking for someone aggressively, while the courtyard across the wall was also turbulent.
The Taoist priests from the Taoist temple come down the mountain. They will have a meal here, and then hold a soul-calling ceremony. After the soul-calling, they will be buried.
Yesterday, Mr. Qian went up the mountain with Zhou Yin's birth date and asked about the auspicious time for burial, and made an appointment for the time to summon the soul. At this time, the Taoist priests arrived at the bottom of the mountain, and Lao Zhoutou and Mr. Qian went to greet them.
Man Bao followed behind him like a little tail, Dao He grabbed Man Bao and whispered: "Your house is so lively."
Man Bao nodded perfunctorily.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Dao He sighed and said, "Please be patient and accept the change."
Man Bao nodded seriously.
While waiting for the Taoist priests to eat, Lao Zhoutou sat back on the mat beside the coffin, and Man Bao sat beside him.
Zhang Lao Er and Zhang Lao Er wandered in from outside the gate. When they saw the Taoist priest sitting in the yard, they couldn't help but squint their eyes.
The two of them entered the mourning hall directly, without taking off their shoes, and sat directly on the mat.
Man Bao frowned.
Boss Zhang stood next to Lao Zhou and sighed: "Cousin, you haven't been to my house for several years, right?"
Lao Zhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.
Although he can't kick people out or quarrel with them, he can ignore them.
Boss Zhang didn't mind either. He sat up with his legs crossed, his dirty shoes rubbing against the mat. Lao Zhou simply turned his head to the side, keeping his eyes out of sight.
Boss Zhang also raised his head and looked inside. He thought he was looking at a coffin, so he asked: "How can a good person be gone just like that?"