Struggle with God, the joy is endless.

Struggle with the earth, the joy is endless.

Struggle with others is endless fun

Ma Guangyong collapsed, and He Yuzhu walked like a tiger and a tiger.

Back in the courtyard, many people had returned from get off work.

He Yuzhu said hello to the third uncle at the door and was about to walk in.

The third uncle suddenly said with a smile: "Zhuzi, you came back a little late today. You didn't see the excitement in the courtyard just now."

"What's going on in our courtyard, third uncle?"

He Yuzhu asked curiously, on weekdays, the courtyard is quite quiet, but there is something lively and exciting that you can't miss.

"Didn't Xu Damao bring back two old hens yesterday? Someone stole one of them," the third uncle laughed a little uncontrollably.

He Yuzhu felt that these three uncles were taking pleasure in others' misfortune.

In the TV series, Xu Damao married a rich girl. He lived his daily life and liked to use money to win people's hearts. He often gave gifts to the third uncle.

But now, He Yuzhu stole Xu Damao's tower and married Lou Xiao'e first.

Xu Damao married his beautiful daughter-in-law Yu Li.

Although Yu Li also worked, she and Xu Damao often spent money on medicines and could not save much money.

When Xu Damao lived his life, it was natural for him to do everything he wanted.

Every time he came back from the countryside, he would carry things in big and small bags, and he would never say anything to give to others.

The third uncle has nothing to gain, so why don't he just take pleasure in the misfortune that happened to Xu Damao's family?

"The chickens were stolen from Xu Damao's house? Then he didn't cause chaos in the courtyard?"

He Yuzhu immediately remembered Banggeng going to the kitchen in the cafeteria to steal soy sauce in the afternoon.

It seems that the plot in the TV series is still happening.

"Isn't that right?" The third uncle chuckled. After laughing for a while, he also knew that his laughter was not very solemn. He restrained himself for a moment and then said: "Because both Xu Damao and his wife work, there is no one at home all day, and there is no need to worry about it."

I don’t know when it happened, Xu Damao has already gone to the police station to report the case."

"It's better to report the crime, it will save you a meeting."

He Yuzhu thought about the plot and knew that without Shazhu's help, the Jia family's life would be very difficult.

But no matter how difficult it is for the Jia family, it has nothing to do with me.

There are so many needy households in the courtyard house that the Jia family is not even included in the list.

After chatting with the third uncle for a few more words, He Yuzhu went home.

In the middle courtyard, Lou Xiao'e was holding little He Yong in her arms and chatting with several neighbors.

As for the eldest son, He Xiao, he was riding a small wooden cart, holding a small wooden stick, and "rushing into battle to kill the enemy" in the yard.

"Auntie Chen."

He Yuzhu said hello to everyone, kissed his son, and went back to the house to cook.

Lou Xiao'e really has no talent for cooking. After trying it several times, she stopped going into the kitchen.

However, although Lou Xiao'e can't cook, Lou Xiao'e cleans the two rooms at home, and takes out and washes clothes, quilts, etc. in time.

This girl, He Yuyu, brings a bag of dirty clothes every time she comes home from school.

He Yuzhu scolded this girl several times, but Lou Xiao'e still favored her.

Just after frying two dishes, He Yuzhu was preparing to bake pancakes when a burst of noise suddenly came from outside the door.

He Yuzhu listened and found out that Xu Damao's grandson actually invited the comrades from the police station.

That’s fine.

By seizing Bangge, the "Holy Thief" of the Siheyuan, you can live your life with less worry.

The police comrades were indeed professionals. They asked several neighbors and then saw that only one hen had been stolen from the cage at Xu Damao's house. They were sure that it must have been done by someone in the yard.

The search scope suddenly became smaller.

Let’s investigate each household again.

The three children, Banggan, Xiaodang, and Huaihua, who had just come back from eating and drinking outside, were still stained with oil.

These three children directly became the focus of inspection by the police comrades.

"Whose child is this?"

"Comrade, this is our child."

Qin Huairu was cooking at home after get off work, so she didn't throw anything away from Xu Damao's house and thought of it for her own children.

However, after the three children, Bangjian, Xiaodang, and Huaihua, were stopped by the police.

Qin Huairu's heart jumped wildly.

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Qin Huairu, and I am a worker in the steel rolling mill."

Qin Huairu was usually eloquent when flirting with male workers in the factory, but at this time she was submissive.

Ms. Jia Zhang stood aside, her heart almost beating out of her chest with anxiety, but she didn't have the guts to mess with the police, just because she was anxious.

"Comrade, have you found the chicken thief?"

Xu Damao was in the backyard inquiring about information with another policeman. When he heard the noise in the middle courtyard, he ran over.

Seeing the oil stains on the bodies of Banggeng and the other three, Xu Damao suddenly became angry: "Qin Huairu, okay, it turns out it was your Jia family who stole our old hens. I, Xu Damao, have never offended you, have I?"

"I'm sorry, comrade, brother Damao, I don't know what's going on," Qin Huairu was a little confused at the moment. After apologizing repeatedly, she turned around and yelled at her son Banggeng:

"Banggen, did you steal your uncle Xu's old hen? Talk to me!"

Qin Huairu was so anxious that she was shocked when she saw that Banggeng not only did not answer, but also had a look of hatred and malice in her eyes.

This kid dared to look like that at the police. He was seeking death.

Fortunately, I blocked it.

Qin Huairu was anxious and panicked at this time. She picked up a wooden root nearby, pressed the stick on her thigh, hit the child on the buttocks, and beat her violently.

Bangge was quite strong at first, but after all, he was only a ten-year-old child. His butt was beaten to pieces, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and he began to scream:

"I didn't steal it, I picked up that old hen!"

"How dare you kid to quibble!"

Qin Huairu didn't dare to stop and continued to hit.

Mrs. Jia Zhang, who had been silent at first, finally couldn't help but ran over when she heard her grandson's cries.

"Qin Huairu, you, the mourning star, want to beat my grandson to death so that you can remarry, right?"

Although Jia Zhang was old, she still had strength in her hands and actually snatched the stick stem from Qin Huairu's arms.

Qin Huairu was robbed of her child, covering her face and crying.

Because the police were present, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang did not dare to make any fuss, but they had a tacit understanding, one cried bitterly and the other cursed.

The two widows expressed the Jia family's difficult life very clearly in their cries and curses.

"Comrade police, I'm telling you a joke," the elder finally couldn't help but came out to intercede.

Let’s not talk about the relationship between the first uncle and the Jia Zhang family. Let’s just say that they have lived in the courtyard for decades and have been neighbors for many years. It’s not like they forced a family to death because of an old hen.

"Who are you?"

"I am the chief steward of this courtyard. Do you think we can let our courtyard solve this matter ourselves? After all, it's not a big deal. It's just an old hen."

The uncle wanted to make a big deal out of a big deal, but Xu Damao didn't want to do it at first, but his sleeve was pulled by his wife Yu Li.

Although Xu Damao and Yu Li often quarrel, they still have a tacit understanding in life.

Yu Li believed that the origin of this old hen was somewhat disgraceful, so it would be better not to cause too much trouble as long as it didn't alarm too many people.

Xu Damao groaned and said nothing, but his eyes were a little gloomy.

The two policemen who came to handle the matter did not say anything when they saw the victim. They also knew that the matter of an old hen was indeed not a big deal and that it was a child who made a mistake. They were willing to reconcile and save themselves trouble.

However, before leaving, the policeman still gave him a lecture and said that if the incident happened again, he would definitely send Bangge to a juvenile detention center.

The Jia family members, who were hugging each other and crying, gradually became silent when they heard the police left.

"Master, my old hen was stolen by the Jia family. You persuaded the police to leave. Who will compensate me for the old hen?"

Xu Damao knew that the Jia family was in trouble. If he waited for the Jia family to lose money, there was a high probability that the matter would be settled. In the end, the best he could do was go to the market and buy one as a gift to himself.

It is more likely that she will be fooled by the old shrew Jia Zhang.

Xu Damao didn't want to suffer in vain, so he grabbed the first man and asked him to solve the problem for him.
To be continued...