Siheyuan: Kick the deaf old lady to death with three kicks, it feels so good

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Chen Xiangdong looked at Jia Dongxu's maroon coffin and couldn't help but sigh.

"Wow! Could this be Brother Dongxu's coffin? It's quite magnificent."

"How much did you buy this coffin? It's well made. Why don't you buy two more and keep them at home as spares?"

Then he looked at the several pounds of pork in Yi Zhonghai's hand and continued to mock.

"Your pork is pretty good, uncle. What happy event is going on at home that requires you to buy so much pork to celebrate???"

Yi Zhonghai's face turned dark. Jia Dongxu had not been buried yet, and he didn't want to quarrel with others in the yard.

With a dark face, he called upon the people carrying the coffin to go inside.

"Let's go!"

Yi Zhonghai roared in his heart.

Chen Xiangdong, just wait for me. After Dongxu is laid to rest, I, Yi Zhonghai, will never let you go!!!

Yi Zhonghai took the people who were carrying the coffin in, and Chen Xiangdong no longer stayed in front of the door and pushed his bicycle towards home.

Looking at the maroon coffin in front of him, he liked it more and more. It was a pity for Jia Dongxu to use such a good coffin. It would be better to give it to the deaf old lady.

Chen Xiangdong began to think about how to get the coffin out of the Jia family.

It’s definitely not possible to go there in broad daylight with so many people around. I guess we have to wait until night.

It was not until the afternoon that the workers working in the steel rolling mill in the yard started to go home one after another.

Yi Zhonghai invited everyone to go to the Jia family to help. He said it was to help, but in fact he was hinting that they should pay their share of the money.

Jia Dongxu will be buried tomorrow, and he has to tell everyone in the compound about this. Otherwise, if someone doesn't pay their share of the money, he will suffer a great loss. He even bought several kilograms of pork for this purpose.

Now the country has broken away from feudal superstitions and everything is kept simple.

So there was no grand celebration, not even a suona player was invited. There were just a few pieces of white cloth hung in the Jia family's living room. Jia Zhang, dressed in white, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. A photo of Jia Dongxu had been placed on the table in front of her at some point.

When Yi Zhonghai entered the room, he bowed to Jia Dongxu's photo and then pretended to cry a few times before getting up from the ground.

Then he took out an account book from somewhere and asked everyone to pay their share of the money.

It was a year of great famine and many people could not even get enough food to eat, so how could any family have any money? In addition, the Jia family had always had a bad reputation in the courtyard, so they did as they had agreed beforehand and each of them paid only one cent.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the pennies one by one, and while he said thank you, he was already cursing in his heart.

He even bought several kilograms of pork, so they just accepted this small amount of share money?

After paying their share of the money, everyone did not stay any longer. No one stayed to help, and they all went home to cook.

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As evening approached, Jia Zhang's throat had already dried up from crying. She got up from the ground, walked to the kitchen, took the water scoop and emptied two large scoops of water in a row. Only then did she come out of the kitchen, wiping her mouth with satisfaction.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai counting money, Jia Zhang asked.

"Uncle, how much money did you collect in total?"

Yi Zhonghai finished his dinner early and came to the Jia family. He was counting the money for the people in the compound in the living room.

Yi Zhonghai counted it over and over again, and seeing that the share of money was so small, he thought he had counted it wrong.

I counted it several times before I was willing to accept the reality.

he said with a sigh.

"The total share money is 26 cents..."

"How many??"

Jia Zhang opened her mouth wide; this amount was unacceptable to her.

She expected the share of money to be at least a dozen yuan, not much.

The total was only 21 cents, which she couldn't accept.

"Why is it just that little?" Jia Zhang roared angrily.

Yi Zhonghai said helplessly.

"They are all pennies..."

"One cent? One cent, who are you looking down on? Isn't this looking down on our Jia family? No, I can't stand it. I'm going to go out and give them a good scolding."

As she spoke, Jia Zhang was so angry that she wanted to walk into the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai advised from behind.

"Sister-in-law, please don't go out and make a scene. Dongxu's funeral is tomorrow. If you go out and make a scene now, won't it make them laugh at you?"

"Listen to me, just bear with it."

After Yi Zhonghai glanced around and found that there was no one around, he walked up and hugged Jia Zhang from behind.

Jia Zhang felt Yi Zhonghai's strong arms and her heart was in turmoil.

Then Yi Zhonghai blew a breath of hot air into Jia Zhang's ear.

Subsequently.

Subsequently.

The two of them closed the door, and in front of Jia Dongxu's coffin, facing Jia Dongxu's photo, they staged the act of digging into the cellar again.

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late at night.

Chen Xiangdong opened his eyes while lying on the bed, checked the time on the watch on his wrist, got up from bed and got dressed.

Then he tiptoed out of the room and went to Jia's house.

At this time, all the lights in the Jia family were out. Logically speaking, the lights in the living room should be always on when there is a dead person in the house, and it is impossible to turn them off.

I think Jia Zhang probably turned it off because she felt bad about the electricity bill.

What surprised Chen Xiangdong was that Jia Zhang did not close the door, but left it wide open.

Originally, Chen Xiangdong was planning to pry open the window to go in, but now he can just go through the front door.

For a moment, Chen Xiangdong felt that Jia Zhangshi was a pretty good person. She even opened the door when she knew he was coming to get the coffin.

Then Chen Xiangdong walked into the Jia family and looked at the maroon coffin placed in the living room. He rubbed his hands and opened the coffin lid and put it into the space.

Then he threw Jia Dongxu's body aside, and finally put the coffin back into the space. After doing all this, Chen Xiangdong clapped his hands with satisfaction.

After arriving at the space farm and throwing the body of the deaf old lady into the coffin, Chen Xiangdong saw that such a large coffin was in the way in the space farm, so he simply took it out of the space.

As for where to put the deaf old lady and the coffin, there is no doubt that they must be placed in the deaf old lady's home.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Jia Zhang got up from bed and walked into the living room. When she saw the scene in front of her, she was stunned.

The maroon coffin that was originally placed in the living room disappeared, and Jia Dongxu's body was casually thrown onto the table.

She knew that the house had been robbed and Jia Dongxu's coffin had been stolen.

Suddenly, a miserable roar echoed throughout the courtyard.

"Who! Who is it?"

It was just daybreak at this time, and all the residents in the compound were awakened from their sleep by Jia Zhang's shout.

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