Everyone left at once, and Tian Lao Er stood alone in the alley without feeling lonely but angry, because just now, whether it was Master Zhao or his eldest brother, the look in his eyes was the same as the silly uncle.
They treated themselves as idiots, which made Xiang's self-defeating Tian Lao Er almost not blow his own lungs.
Walking out of the alley, the whole cottage is already full of smoke in the setting sun. When you have a family, you are all making a fire and cooking. A widow like Tian Erlang who has no family can only go to the cafeteria in the village to eat big pot of rice.
Tian Lao Er spit fiercely and walked toward the cafeteria of the stockade. As for Zhao Yi before leaving, he asked him to pay attention to the abnormal movement in the stockade. At this time, he didn't take it seriously. This emperor is not bad for hungry soldiers. ! No matter how urgent you are, you have to wait for me to eat before talking!
Suddenly a broken bowl fell to his feet, and the soup in the bowl splashed on his shoes.
Turning around, I saw that a dirty kid probably ran in a hurry when he went out, and finally tripped over the threshold, and the broken bowl in his hand fell to his own feet. .
The child watched all his broth spilled, and when he was about to cry on the ground, he was glared at by Tian Lao Er, and the tears that he had fluttered back again.
"What do you look at?"
Tian Lao Er was in a bad mood at first, but the soup that was splashed by this kid was naturally very bad all at once.
This unlucky child is only four or five years old. The tears that had already been held back were finally poured out by Tian Lao Er's roar and the flood that opened the gate with a wow. The kid who cried all the time was called a heart-piercing lung. , Alarmed the adults in the room and also alarmed the neighbors around him, and also made the group of anger in Tian Lao Er's heart suddenly aroused.
Tian Lao Er walked over and grabbed the child from the ground. He held it in front of his eyes and shook it vigorously. "Why cry? I'm so tired of crying, don't shut your mouth, believe it or not, I will kill you! "
A middle-aged man with a shaggy beard and a dirty turban on his head just came out of the house when he saw his son shaking like a dice cup in the hands of the second child of Tian. The second master calmed down his anger, and the second master calmed down. My second dog ran into the second master and asked the second master to raise his hand."
Hearing the voice of the adult, the child cried more suddenly, which made Tian Lao Er, who wanted to yell at his dad even more irritated, regardless of whether the unlucky child raised his hand and slapped it.
The child's father was immediately frightened, and he desperately wanted to rush to protect his child, but his speed was faster than that of Arita's second child.
Seeing that the hapless child was about to be slapped to death by Tian Lao Er, his hand was indeed grabbed by He Lao Wu who was squatting at the door eating noodles.
"Ho Lao Wu what are you doing?"
He Laowu said angrily: "What do you say I want to do? Such a small child can withstand your slap?"
Tian Lao Er also said angrily: "What's the matter with Lao Tzu? If you know it, let Lao Tzu go quickly, or Lao Tzu will clean up with you."
He Laowu handed the noodle bowl in his hand to the hapless child's father: "Lao Wei, help me take the bowl."
"Why do you dare to move with Lao Tzu..."
Tian Lao Er's words were not finished yet, but He Lao Wu who put down the bowl backhanded him with a slap and slapped his eyes at Venus. The unlucky boy also let go and was caught by He Lao Wu and immediately threw it back to Lao Wei: " Old Wei be careful of my bowl, don't knock my bowl."
Tian Lao Er was slapped with a slap. He shook his head and waited to wake up. He just saw He Lao Wu rolling his sleeves calmly in front of him. He didn't expect that He Lao Wu, who is usually an honest friend, was actually true. He dared to do something with him, was surprised and blasted at He Lao with a punch.
In a blink of an eye, the two of them became a group on the road among the onlookers of the Zhaizhong brothers...
In Wu Zheng's small courtyard, Xiao Xianger held twenty taels of silver in her hand and smiled happily: "Miss, you said that Zhao Yi is not stupid, actually willing to spend twenty taels of silver to listen to my uncle."
Seinfeld looked at the twenty taels of silver, but she also felt a little puzzled in her mind, but she still smiled and said, "You don't know who Zhao Yi is. His willingness to pay the twenty taels of silver can only show your uncle. Capable."
Xiang'er nodded and said: "Yes! Uncle did not expect you to be so powerful, so he easily took twenty taels of silver from Zhao Yi's hand. This money can buy four acres under the mountain... ... (End of this chapter)