"You forgot, back then my cousin said he was going to get married, and there was no rice for the pot at home, so he borrowed some from our family, uncle, you have seen it today, for my uncle's funeral, my family spent a lot of money. Big money,"
Zhou Zhoulang held his arm tightly and helped him out, and said sadly: "Last year was a disaster year again, and this year's summer grain hasn't come yet. Now we borrow the wheat from the people in the village, so express Uncle, why don't you return the rice you borrowed from my house back then."
Zhang Laoer struggled to break away from Zhou Zhoulang's hand, and said seriously: "I don't remember such a thing, did you remember wrongly?"
"Impossible, cousin, my memory is pretty good."
"I don't remember things when I'm young, otherwise you wait for me to ask your father, your father definitely doesn't know about this."
After all, he hurried away.
Zhou Zhoulang curled his lips, turned around and went back.
Zhou Zhou Lang took the steamed bun out of his mouth in disgust and gave it back to him. Zhou Zhou Lang took it and ate it, but also despised Zhou Zhou Lang, "Now I know I hate it. You used to grow up eating my saliva."
Zhou Zhoulang almost vomited, "Second brother, talk about it!"
Tuesday Lang stopped teasing him.
Man Bao poked his head from behind Zhou Zhoulang to see Zhang's family looking around in the yard, and said curiously, "I haven't seen them before."
"That's your grandma's natal family. Our two families haven't been in touch for several years. It's normal if you don't remember."
Zhou Dalang thought of something, his expression changed, "Oh no, Man Bao's room."
Zhou Wulang and Saturday Lang's expressions changed when they heard the words, and they ran to the small courtyard next door.
They knew that there were a lot of 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, and a lock locked the door.
The two brothers breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and then felt that there seemed to be noises in their room not far away.
The two looked at each other and walked up quietly. Wu Wulang opened the door with a "bang", and saw a dirty child turning over the bamboo box where he put his clothes, and the well-placed quilt on the bed was also gone. It was turned upside down.
With a groan, Zhou Wulang rushed up to hold the child down, and searched his clothes with his hands.
He was about to call Saturday Lang to help, but saw Saturday Lang rushed out suddenly, and a strange shout came from the yard.
Wu Wulang directly covered the mouth of the child underneath, and shouted outside: "Cover his mouth, search him, search him quickly, I didn't believe what the third brother said, it turned out to be true, are your Zhang family members all thieves? "
Wu Wulang searched the people again, and finally found out the eight coins he had hidden in his clothes.
It was the first time in Zhou Wulang's life that he saw a thief stealing money, and he was so angry that he beat him up, "I told you to steal money, I told you to steal money, I hid it in the pillow, and my father didn't even touch it, you are better than me!" Dad still has face."
In the yard, Saturday Lang wailed and shouted, "Fifth Brother, help me—"
Wu Wulang just slapped Heizi and gave Heizi a slap at the end. When he rushed out, he saw that his sixth brother was being suppressed and beaten. He was so angry that he jumped on him...
When Zhou Zhoulang and Zhou Zhoulang ran over, they saw that their two younger brothers were beating up a boy, tore up his tattered clothes, and found a few pennies from a pile of cloth strips. .
Wednesday Lang & Thursday Lang: …
Friday Lang and Saturday Lang worked together to beat the two poor children away, and then looked carefully at other rooms, only to find that only Zhou Zhou Lang and Man Bao's room was locked in the row of rooms on the side of the small courtyard, while the others' rooms were locked. rummaged through.
The flowers that Daya, Erya and Sanya had put in the room from Man Bao disappeared.
The two brothers were so angry that they turned around and went to find their parents.
Zhou Zhoulang quickly pulled him back, "Aren't you stupid? It's useless to ask your parents for such a thing. Come on, third brother will teach you, you can go to Da Ya and the others..."
Zhou Zhoulang taught the two of them his experience, probably because he was afraid that they would suffer a disadvantage. He even took a special look at Zhou Zhoulang, hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head.
Zhou Zhoulang said: "Third brother, what do you mean by shaking your head?"
"It's a pity that you are married, otherwise you would still be a 'child'," Zhou Zhoulang sighed, "But you are the father of the child now, if you do something like that, the uncle and the others will definitely not let you go if they catch you, so forget it."
Zhou Zhou Lang rolled his eyes and gave Zhou Wu Lang an idea, "Where are your friends? Call them up, damn it, bully our old Zhou family and come to our house, treat us as children?"
Liu Liulang is the youngest. He knows that his cousin's family is not good. In his memory, every time he is with his cousin's family, he will be bullied, but those memories are long gone.
After all, the two families haven't been in touch for many years, have they
But this time, the scene of being bullied in memory was not only recalled, but also more intense than before.
Saturday Lang's eyes were red, rolled up his sleeves and cried out in aggrieved voice, "I have friends, I'll go find them!"
Of course Wu Wulang was with him. They have always been the kings of children of the same age in the village. Over the years, because of their wealth and power, they have already developed an aura. How could they bear this tone silently
Zhou Wulang and the others rushed to find someone aggressively, and the compound separated by a wall was also in turmoil.
The Taoist priests from the Taoist temple came down the mountain. They would have a meal here, and then they would hold a soul-calling ceremony. After the soul-calling, they would go to the burial.
Yesterday, Mrs. Qian took Zhou Yin's birthday horoscope up the mountain to ask about the auspicious time for the burial, and made an appointment for the time of summoning the soul. At this time, the Taoist priests had just arrived at the foot of the mountain, and old Zhou Tou and Mrs. Qian went to greet them.
Man Bao followed behind like a little tail, Daohe grabbed Man Bao, and whispered: "Your house is so lively."
Man Bao nodded perfunctorily.
Seeing that she was absent-minded, Daohe sighed and said, "Your condolences have changed."
Man Bao nodded seriously.
While waiting for the Taoist priests to eat, old Zhou Tou sat back on the mat beside the coffin, and Man Bao sat beside him.
Zhang Boss and Zhang Lao Er wandered in from the gate, and seeing the Taoist priest sitting in the yard, they couldn't help squinting their eyes.
The two of them went directly into the mourning hall without taking off their shoes, and sat on the mat directly.
Man Bao frowned.
Boss Zhang leaned against Old Zhou, sighed and said, "Cousin, you haven't been to my house for several years, right?"
Old Zhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but said nothing.
Although he can't drive people out or quarrel with them, he can ignore them.
Boss Zhang didn't mind either, and sat up cross-legged, with his dirty shoes rubbing against the mat, and old Zhou Tou simply turned his head to one side, out of sight.
Boss Zhang also looked up and thought he was looking at a coffin, so he asked: "A good person, how can you say that if you don't die, you'll be gone."