Chapter 349

Gentle as water, Yu Li.

It melted Shazhu's heart, which was filled with endless regret and obsession.

The Siheyuan's war god's chest-full of sorrow, in Yu Li's gentle, water-like care, turned into clouds scattered by the wind, vanishing with the breeze.

He squeezed a hint of a smile onto his face.

His gaze also grew soft.

No wonder the ancients often used the saying 'heroes find it hard to pass the beauty's gate' to describe this.

Gentle mound!

"I'm fine!"

In Yu Li's eyes, there still shone urgent concern.

This woman.

She actually didn't believe his words.

To your man.

You lack so much confidence.

Shazhu turned his body, looked at Yu Li, and a most sincere tone flew out of his mouth.

"Wife, I really am fine."

"Weiguo's father, I don't mean anything else; I just want you to know that you still have me, you have Weiguo. When something happens, no matter whether I can help you, you should speak it out—far better than keeping it bottled up inside."

"I promise to listen to my wife's words."

Having responded, Shazhu, together with his wife snuggled against him like a little bird, began watching the Jia family drama unfolding inside.

Thanks to Bangeng's backstab.

Jia Zhangshi thoroughly experienced what it means to be socially dead on the spot.

If it were the past.

She wouldn't have been so torn; it's just that among the crowd watching the spectacle now, there's an extra target for Jia Zhangshi to leech off—Qin Huairu's cousin, Qin Jingru.

The words shouted a few hours ago, "Please come eat dumplings."

In fact, it was just an excuse Jia Zhangshi fabricated to leech off Qin Jingru.

They had thought the Jia family could hitch a ride on Xu Daming's coattails via Qin Jingru, then cling to Shazhu's golden thigh, and live well forever—but they didn't expect Bangeng's words to turn Jia Zhangshi's thoughts into a river flowing east, instantly. Even using her butt to think, she could figure out the reason.

Given the fact that the Jia family's blood-sucking plan has been exposed, Jia Zhangshi probably has no chance left to get close to Qin Jingru.

Qin Huairu also won't work.

Countless wealth.

Countless supplies.

Just like that, it flew away from right before Jia Zhangshi's eyes, which were within easy reach.

The fire in his heart.

One can imagine.

Just as he was about to thicken his skin and deny it, using Bangeng's claim that it was children's talk as an excuse, he didn't expect Xu Daming to seize the initiative first.

Xu Daming, who had just eaten a meal of dog food with Shazhu and Yu Li, took the opportunity, in front of all the neighbors, to hurl harsh words at the Jia family, vowing never to have anything to do with them again.

"Well done, Jia old woman, you take one step and count three. I said we'd nicely invite our couple to eat dumplings, but you're actually plotting to make us repay a hundred meals for just one. Even if I, Xu Daming, am a film projector operator at the steel plant, I can't afford this Jia family dumpling meal. In front of the neighbors, I'll say something I'm not afraid of being laughed at for. Jia old woman, it's best our two families have no further dealings—I, Xu Daming, dare not and have no guts to have relatives like you who scheme."

Courtesy shown to others always seeks something in return.

To avoid being gossiped about.

Xu Daming also knows how to behave.

He took out two unopened packs of Daqianmen filtered cigarettes from his pocket and handed them out one by one to the people present.

"My wife Qin Jingru is Qin Huairu's cousin; logically I, Xu Daming, should call Qin Huairu 'aunt.' But Bangeng's words just now were heard by all the neighbors—this is a blatant scheming ploy. Nobody's stupid; you're treating me, Xu Daming, as a sucker, and you're getting happy too soon."

His voice rose.

He deliberately glanced at Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

"As I said, from now on, my wife and I and the Jia family and Qin Huairu are no longer aunt and niece relations—just neighbors in the same courtyard. Don't harbor designs on me, Xu Daming; I can't afford to climb up to relatives like your Jia family and Qin Huairu. You know what kind of person I am; if pushed, I'll do anything."

Eat someone's food, and your mouth goes soft.

Take someone's hand, and your reach is short.

The neighbors smoked Xu Daming's filtered cigarettes.

Once again, Xu Daming stood firmly on the side of reason.

Things that go with the flow.

They will naturally be done.

At once, following Xu Daming's meaning, they spoke firmly, saying they would serve as witnesses that Xu Daming, the Jia family, and Qin Huairu had severed ties.

Moreover, someone spoke up, blaming Jia Zhangshi.

"Jia old woman, your scheming against Xu Daming, if spoken from our neighbors' mouths, could be us spreading rumors about your Jia family—but these words didn't come from us; they came from your dear good grandson Bangeng. Now we definitely can't be accused of spreading rumors."

"Bangeng has a bit of a petty thief habit, but this kid also has a merit: he can't keep things in his heart; whatever he has, he says."

Shazhu let out a cold snort in his heart.

This clearly says Bangeng lacks brains.

Indeed it is.

Anyone with a little sense wouldn't possibly, in public, sell out his grandmother; this isn't selling his grandmother—it's trampling the Jia family's last shred of face into the mud.

"I believe Bangeng's words; Bangeng disdains to tell lies."

"A grandmother like Jia Zhangshi is rare in the world; teaching her grandson to steal is already strange enough, but instead she taught her grandson to lurk by people's walls, and Bangeng not going in—he's letting down her good intentions."

Jia Zhangshi wanted to cry but had no tears.

Suddenly there was a kind of yellow mud that fell into the crotch.

It's not feces, but it feels like feces.

Besides, Bangeng does not tell lies.

What he is saying now is a lie.

His gaze suddenly fell on Xiao Dang beside him, and his heart instantly leapt with joy.

Bangeng said all this was Jia Zhangshi's idea; when he had volunteered earlier to teach Xu Daming a lesson, Xiao Dang was inside the house, and Bangeng had made those promises to Jia Zhangshi, which Xiao Dang heard.

"Xiao Dang, you were there too then; tell me, is it as your brother said, that Grandma had Bangeng squat by the wall of your uncle and aunt?"

Don't think Xiao Dang is only eleven or twelve years old.

But in his heart he had proper intentions.

Following Bangeng, there was meat to eat; over these years, the things Bangeng stole by stealing chickens and dogs, Xiao Dang didn't miss out either, all were shared with Bangeng.

This feeling of being cared for and loved by an older brother was not felt from Jia Zhangshi, nor from Qin Huairu.

Although he clearly knew Jia Zhangshi was asking for his opinion, he blurted out a lie without thinking.

Because she knew.

Protecting Bangeng is important.

If you offend Bangeng, Bangeng will likely not share the things he steals in the future with Xiao Dang; as for Jia Zhangshi, it seems since Xiao Dang could remember, Jia Zhangshi never really cared about her feelings, not to mention food and drink; it has always been Bangeng first, Jia Zhangshi second, Xiao Dang third.

Whether you try to please Jia Zhangshi or not, the result is the same.

Anyway, nothing is as important as Bangeng.

Thus.

She naturally would not go along with Jia Zhangshi's meaning to speak.

On the contrary.

Moreover, like Bangeng, she also put Jia Zhangshi in an awkward spot.