About ten minutes later, Xu Qing walked over slowly and pulled Xu Damao.

It’s okay to hit someone, but of course you need to teach someone a lesson.

But if you are beaten to death and a life-threatening lawsuit arises, it will be troublesome.

Xu Damao saw Xu Qing grabbing him. He lowered his head and saw Lao Yang curled up on the ground. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His head was smashed by the iron hook on the pole, and blood gushed out. After giving him a fierce look, he stopped.

Hand.

However, I did not throw away the pole in my hand.

I'm afraid that this bastard, Lao Yang, will take advantage of him unprepared and do something evil.

At this time, the movement in the room was even louder than in the courtyard.

Sanhuzi and a few people rushed in with bricks and were cleaning up the drunken gangsters.

For a time, wailing, cursing, and begging for mercy were mixed together and came from the house.

It's just that this single-family house is in a dead end, and it's in a remote location, with not many neighbors around.

Even if someone hears it, they won't come to find out.

Before liberation, Lao Yang was a well-known second-rate man in Sijiu City.

Now that I am in my forties, I don’t do anything serious, but get into fights and petty thefts. If I don’t get into trouble three or four times a year, it’s like I haven’t eaten dumplings during the Chinese New Year.

Whoever wants to see such a person, who dares to live here with their children, and whoever can move out as soon as possible will have already left.

What's more, Lao Yang is also lazy, greedy and slippery, and there are always a group of delinquent young people in their early twenties in the courtyard.

You can hear the sounds of fighting every now and then.

Even the street office in the area where he lives does not come once every ten days, half a month, or even half a year.

Because everyone knows that such people are almost hopeless.

Asking him to change for the better would be even harder than reaching the sky.

At this moment, Xu Qing looked at Lao Yang coldly and asked Xu Damao to call out Sanhuzi and the others.

Don't make the matter too big, it won't end well.

Xu Damao was a shrewd man and immediately understood what Xu Qing meant. He said yes, turned around and walked towards the house.

But after walking to the door of the house, Xu Damao returned to Xu Qing and gave Xu Qing the pole in his hand to guard against the bastard Lao Yang.

Then he rushed into the house again and asked Sanhuzi and the others to stop.

The room was now in a state of chaos.

Sanhuzi and his men were wearing shoes, standing on the kang, waving bricks, picking up a few gangsters, and opening ladles one by one.

The tables, chairs and benches on the floor had long been overturned, and the smelly bedding on the kang had also been thrown off the kang. As for the stove set up in the room, someone kicked it down.

The red briquettes are on the wet ground, emitting acrid white smoke and choking gas.

Xu Daimao covered his nose and nose, shouted, and raised his hand at the same time.

Seeing this, Sanhuzi and others jumped off their puppets, and they threw all the bricks in their hands on the scar face.

Then he scolded with a ruthless voice:

"There are scars on your face, listen to Grandpa, and in the future, you dare to help Lao Yang's old things badly, bullying us, next time, grandpa has to peel your dog skin!

"

The scar face does not know how many plate bricks have been suffered, Yin Hong's blood along his hair, full of the entire face.

The corner of the scaredness, the fart dare not put one.

Don't look at them are also mixed, but compared to Xu Damao, Sanhuzi has been washed his hands in golden pots, not a little bit.

That is, yesterday, Xu Daimao did not have the one with the Sanhuzi, otherwise, it may be who was opened.

After cleaning up Lao Yang and the scarring face, Xu Qing and Xu Damao and Sanhuzi were out of the courtyard and quickly turned to the street.

Today Xu Damao reported his revenge, and his heart was called Shutan, happy.

As for Lao Yang's group of people beating, would he call the police? Xu Damao didn't care.

First, this is the head of his old Yang first. Xu Daimao is regarded as a teeth today with his teeth, and blood is returned with blood.

Second, Lao Yang also touched the second trafficking of the second dealer, and called the police, which was equivalent to the self -voting network.

Yesterday, Xu Daimao was hit, and he didn't dare to call the police. Lao Yang was almost regarded as a family. Naturally, he naturally knew what the consequences would be.

In fact, there is one point, Xu Damao does not know.

But Xu Qing knows that it has not been monitored this year, even if Lao Yang called the police.

The police will not believe an old mix, and the words of a few little mixed.

Some tossing, the sky was in black at this time, and the pedestrians on the street were not as much as they just got off work.

Instead, the vendors who set up stalls on the street, burst belly, and cakes did not take the stall in a hurry. Today, there is no snow. They all want to keep for a while and make more money.

Xu Qing was sitting on the back seat of Xu Damao's bicycle, frowned slightly, shrinking his neck, hiding the cold wind on the face, and wanting to go back quickly.

The three small in the room only waited for him to make dinner. Although the younger brothers and sisters burned fire and hot buns, these simple things would do.

But stir -fry, steamed steamed buns, they helpless.

It was just that Xu Damao was happy and didn't hurry to return to the courtyard. When I passed a slightly larger brazen stall, I saw that there were sesame cakes for sale. As soon as I pinched the bus, I stopped the bicycle.

Xu Daimao turned his head to Xu Qing and Sanhuzi and others.

"This is how many brothers, my brother, I invite you to eat braised."

After hearing this, San Huzi and several other people were all smiles on their faces. They all put their bicycles down against the wall happily, rubbed their cold hands, and gathered around the braised pork stall.

Xu Qing was not in the mood to eat braised pork. He was thinking about the three little ones and said directly to Xu Damao:

"Brother Damao, why don't I go back first and you guys can eat? My younger brothers and sisters are still waiting for me."

Xu Damao slapped his forehead and said apologetically:

"Oh, brother, I forgot about this, blame me!"

"Well, Qingzi, I'll ask the shopkeeper to prepare four portions of stew for you first, and then some fires. You ride my bike and take it back quickly, so as not to starve Ai Guo, Feng Ming and the little girl."<

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After Xu Damao finished speaking, without waiting for Xu Qing's reply, he turned around and asked the shopkeeper to quickly scoop out four portions and cook them first, then wrap ten portions for fire.

Xu Damao mainly invites Xu Qing today.

After all, when he was in Lao Yang's courtyard, if Xu Qing hadn't pushed him in time and avoided the rusty kitchen knife, he might have been admitted to the hospital.

In no time, four portions were stewed and ten portions were cooked over fire.

Xu Damao kicked Sanhuzi and asked him to quickly take out his net bag.

San Huzi hurriedly stretched out his hand to feel around, pulled out a net bag, and Xu Damao put the stewed and roasted food into it.

Hanging on the handlebar of his bicycle, he said to Xu Qing:

"Qingzi, then you should ride back first, don't let your younger brothers and sisters wait in a hurry."

Xu Qing hummed, stepped across the crossbar, pedaled his bicycle and left first.

Because there is residual snow on the ground, and there is also a net bag hanging on the bicycle.

Xu Qing rode carefully all the way, but his speed was not slow at all, and he quickly returned towards the compound.

It wasn't until he returned to the alley that Xu Qing got off the car and pushed his bicycle back toward the courtyard.

There are many people on the street, and after a day of trampling on the snow, there is almost nothing left, but there is still some in the alley.

When Xu Qing pushed his bicycle back to the courtyard, all the lights in the courtyard were on.

However, no one could be seen in the front yard and middle yard.

Just after Xu Qing returned to the backyard, the second aunt opened the door curtain with a washbasin and walked out.

When the second aunt saw Xu Qing coming back, she reminded:

"Xiaoqing, your classmate has come to see you. I have been waiting for you for a long time, and it seems that you haven't left yet."

Xu Qing thanked the second aunt and pushed Xu Damao's bicycle to the door of his house to stop.
Chapter completed!