novelraw Chapter 217 produced a pile of small bean buns.
Chapter 217 produced a pile of small bean buns.
Like someone chasing him, Guo Erluzi rushed into the house and searched the whole place for a place to hide.
Zhang Changyao and his group were stunned, completely bewildered.
Several people followed Guo Erluzi, who had run out, to see what was going on.
Guo Erluzi pressed one hand against the wall and flew into the garden without touching the wall with his legs.
He plunged headfirst into the firewood, not forgetting to smooth out the hole he left behind when he plunged in.
The donkey cart was still at the door, so Zhang Changyao quickly pulled it in and tied it up, waiting for the person Guo Erluzi was talking about.
A few minutes later, several tin flashlight beams crisscrossed as they walked towards them from the road to the south.
"Brother, there's another chicken here. Look at these tire tracks; it came this way."
"Brother-in-law, I told you it was this donkey cart, but you didn't believe me."
"Quiet down, everyone. Listen carefully. If it weren't for the snow clearing today, we wouldn't have found it even if we worked ourselves to death."
In the darkness, the voices of several men could be heard approaching from afar.
Before the people arrived, Zhang Changyao quickly unloaded the donkey cart and tied the donkey to the donkey pen.
Looking back, I saw a hen struggling on the tarpaulin, flapping its wings.
He didn't care about anything else and just handed it to Yang Wuni, who was also stunned.
Touching the edge of the cloth strip, he tore it open and threw the chick into the chicken coop.
Yang Deshan, an old man with plenty of experience, picked up a broom and swept around the yard.
They even swept their own front door spotless.
"Brother, it has to be this house. Who the hell doesn't sleep at night and sweeps their yard?"
A man with a pointed head, wearing a cotton-padded jacket with holes, pointed at Zhang Changyao's yard.
"Let's go in and take a look. They may run away, but they can't hide. If they catch them, beat them to death."
A tall, thin man with a stubble was the first to rush in.
"Second brother-in-law, just you wait! We won't stop until he peees out."
A man, not as tall as a soy sauce vat but thicker, with a hoarse voice, followed behind the skinny man.
To avoid suspicion, Zhang Changyao and Yang Wuni went inside and sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), looking out the window.
Yang Deshan continued sweeping the yard, ignoring the people who had entered.
"You old geezer, did you steal my chicken?"
Don't think that just because you swept the yard clean I won't recognize you.
I can tell just by touching the donkey; you can't deny it.
The tall, thin man walked up to Yang Deshan, stepped on the broom head, and asked him a question.
Upon hearing his brother-in-law's words, Di Chuliuzi quickly went to the donkey pen and felt the inside of the donkey's hind leg.
The donkey's thighs were still damp with sweat from running so fast; they weren't completely dry.
"Second brother-in-law, don't be polite with him. It was this old bastard who stole our chickens."
He slipped out of the ground, holding up his still-wet hand, and let the tall, thin man touch it.
"You damn fool, my donkey just finished mating, what are you touching? Figure it out yourself."
You bunch of kids ran around my house causing trouble, hurling insults at me, an old man. I'll break your legs!
Yang Deshan threw down the broom in his hand and picked up the shovel behind him.
"You old fool, I told you to be stubborn. Go wipe your face and see if it's sweaty."
The tall, thin man and the man with the pointed head pushed Yang Deshan into the donkey pen.
Yang Deshan and the tall, thin man were on the right side of the donkey, while the pointed-headed man and the ground-sloping man were behind the donkey's rump.
Yang Deshan obediently reached out and touched the donkey's legs; sure enough, they were sweaty.
He had a sudden inspiration and pinched the donkey's testicles hard.
Just like humans, donkeys have very fragile testicles, which couldn't withstand Yang Deshan's full-force pinching.
Startled by the pain, both of the donkey's hooves flew into the air, causing it to stumble.
They kicked the pointed top and the ground-level slipper onto the back wall of the donkey pen.
"Ouch! My God!" The two of them cried out in pain at the same time.
The boy with the pointed head was tall, clutching his stomach, and couldn't catch his breath.
The man who came out of the ground was short, and the donkey's hoof kicked him right in the groin.
He clutched his scrotum, his face contorted, and beads of sweat visibly rolled down his forehead.
"What's wrong with Uncle?"
Zhang Changyao saw several people shoving Yang Deshan through the window and was the first to rush out.
"Son-in-law, they say our donkey Kaba's crotch is wet, and they insist on touching it."
Yang Deshan was held by the tall, thin man and couldn't get out, so he could only turn around and tell Zhang Changyao.
"Uncle, what did they do to you? You came to my house and bullied my uncle, are you tired of living?"
Yang Wuni didn't have Zhang Changyao's composure. She grabbed a fire poker from the floor of the outer room and rushed into the donkey pen.
They didn't care about heads or butts, they just showed off to the tall, thin guy.
"Damn it, what kind of family is this? They just come up and start beating us up?"
The tall, thin man kept dodging Yang Wuni's stick in the donkey pen, sometimes covering his head, sometimes protecting his buttocks.
"Brother-in-law, it's over, my balls must have been kicked and crushed by his donkey."
After sliding down the ground a little, she cried and said to the tall, thin man.
The tall, thin man who was holding the stick in Yang Wuni's hand immediately got angry when he heard this.
Regardless of whether Yang Wuni was a woman, he raised his hand to slap her across the face.
Zhang Changyao had sharp eyes; he wouldn't let Yang Wuni suffer any losses.
He rushed in, grabbed the tall, thin man's raised arm, and bit him.
"Damn it! You're like a dog, sneaking up and biting people."
The tall, thin man dropped the stick he was holding, grabbed Zhang Changyao's hair, and pulled him back forcefully.
Zhang Changyao knew he was no match for these men in a fight, so he gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
How could Yang Wuni watch Zhang Changyao being grabbed by the hair and swung at with a fire poker?
Like striking a wooden fish, a bunch of little bean buns were struck on the head of the tall, thin man, making a "dang, dang, dang" sound.
"Oh no! I can't take it anymore, can you please do something about whether I live or die?"
He slipped out of the donkey pen, one hand covering his crotch, the other hand supporting himself against the wall as he stood up.
Pointy-headed guy ignored the tall, thin guy and slid into the house.
The two of them collapsed onto the kang (a heated brick bed) next to Liao Zhi and started playing.
Seeing that the three people were both engrossed in their own conversations and none of them would let go or stop, Yang Deshan quickly went inside to check on the child.
"Let go, just let go."
After Yang Wuni finished speaking, she pinched the tall, thin man hard in the armpit, the innermost part of his armpit.
The meat in that area was tender, and the tall, thin man cried out, "Ouch!" as he released his grip on Zhang Changyao's hair.
Guo Erluzi, who was hiding in the woodpile, listened intently and found that there was no sound in the yard.
He thought the person had been driven away, so he bent over and backed out.
"Fuck your mother, you dare hit my uncle-in-law, I'll crack your skull off."
When Guo Erluzi saw Zhang Changyao with his head down in the donkey pen, he assumed that the tall, thin guy was beating him up.
He rushed over in a few strides and shoved the tall, thin man's fan at his ribs twice.
When Yang Wuni saw Guo Erluzi coming to help, she quickly went back into the house to check on the children.
"Oh my god! Are all the people in this village fucking thugs?"
"He didn't even look properly before he started banging on me. Didn't his dad punch him in the eyes?"