Xu Damao panicked and turned around to run, but was stopped by Liu Haizhong.

"Xu Damao, what are you doing? What happened over there? As a neighbor, how can you run away when you see something happening?" Liu Haizhong acted very seriously as if he was an official.

He watched Xu Damao come back and pulled him to the central courtyard without much joy.

But Liu Haizhong accidentally resolved his crisis.

He thought that since Liu Haizhong could testify for him, he would not be afraid even if someone betrayed him.

Thinking of this, Xu Damao straightened his chest, put his hands behind his back, and followed behind Liu Haizhong with a happy look on his face.

At this time, the noise, crying and wailing in the middle courtyard were mixed together.

People from the front and back yards rushed to the middle yard following the sound.

Qin Huairu was crying and almost falling down while holding onto the stem, her tears as big as beans falling down like snow beans.

Jia Zhang was holding Bong Geng's feet, which were clamped by mouse pliers.

The rat clamp was clamped on the back of his foot, and his hands, face, feet and clothes were all covered in blood.

How could a person who grew up in pampering have ever experienced such pain?

Peng Geng pushed Qin Huairu away and rushed to Jia Zhangshi, "Grandma, is my leg broken? Grandma, it hurts so much, oooooo... Grandma, please help me take away the pliers, it hurts so much!"

When Jia Zhang heard Peng Geng crying and shouting in pain, she felt so distressed that she started crying too.

"Ouch! My dear grandson, my poor dear grandson! My dear, it hurts, grandma will give you a blow, and it will stop hurting after a blow."

After Jia Zhang finished speaking, she really blew on his feet.

But looking at the rat rack stained with blood, she was too scared to pry it open.

She cried and yelled anxiously while shouting, "Qin Huairu, you murderer of the Heavenly Blade, you can't even take care of a child, what's the use of you?"

As Jia Zhang spoke, she pinched Qin Huairu, pinched and hit her, and pinched hard with gritted teeth.

Qin Huairu moved back in pain, not daring to say a word, but she was only concerned with praising the joke.

Yi Zhonghai, who arrived shortly afterwards, pushed through the crowd, rushed to Pengde and scolded Jia Zhang.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, the most urgent thing now is to remove the mousetrap on Peng Geng's foot."

Jia Zhang wanted to throw a tantrum, but was held apart by the first and second aunts.

The auntie angrily scolded Jia Zhang, "Stop making trouble and let the men find a way to get the clamps open."

The mousetrap was finally opened with the joint efforts of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

Peng Geng screamed even louder in pain, closing his eyes and howling, "Grandma, my foot is broken, your darling grandson will be a cripple from now on."

“Wuwuwu… Grandma, I don’t want to be a cripple, I don’t want to be a cripple, grandma, please save me, please save me.”

In Peng Geng's heart, only Jia Zhang in the old Jia family treated him the best, and only Jia Zhang loved him unconditionally.

No matter what he did, Jia Zhang would always stand by his side.

Even if he made a mistake or did something wrong, Jia Zhang would help him settle it.

Jia Zhang also treated his mother Qin Huairu very well.

Therefore, Peng Geng believed that only Jia Zhang could save him.

When Jia Zhang heard Peng Geng's cries, she felt so heartbroken that she burst into tears.

Ouch! Peng Geng is the treasure of the Jia family. He is to carry on the family line. Nothing can happen to him.

What's more, the Jia family only has this one child, so she would never allow him to be crippled or not.

Jia Zhang broke free from the restraints of the first and second aunts, pushed through the crowd and rushed in front of Bong Geng.

Jia Zhang hugged Peng Geng tightly and said, "My dear grandson, don't be afraid. I'm here for you. I won't let anything happen to you."

"Jia Zhang..." Yi Zhonghai wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Jia Zhang.

"Uncle, you are the head of the family in the courtyard. I don't know which bastard wants to harm my grandson. You have to stand up for us, the orphan and the widow."

"Ms. Jia Zhang, you go first..." Yi Zhonghai's words were interrupted by Mrs. Jia Zhang again.

"A monster! After my Dongxu left, all kinds of people came to bully us, an orphan and a widow."

"I don't know which bastard wanted to harm the only child of my Jia family. Dongxu, why did you die so early?"

"After you left, Penggeng and I were bullied terribly! Now Penggeng's leg is broken, you must come back and stand up for us!"

"Dongxu, please come back soon! Your son, my beloved grandson, has been bullied and has no way to seek justice."

"Dongxu! You..."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry at Jia Zhang's necromancy that his face and brows twitched and his heart skipped a beat.

If this necromancy technique gets out, there will be no chance for the Siheyuan to be selected as an advanced courtyard. Not only will he be disqualified as the boss of the courtyard, he will also be held accountable.

He will have to pay the price.

Hearing her talk getting more and more outrageous, Yi Zhonghai was worried that she would get into trouble, so he angrily said with a dark face: "Jia Zhang, that's enough."

"If you can't control your mouth, then we won't care about your good grandson either."

Threat!

This is a naked threat!

But to hit a snake, you have to hit it at its most vulnerable part, and the weak part was Jia Zhang's. After Yi Zhonghai said this, Jia Zhang really shut up.

Jia Zhang was very smart. Her goal had been achieved, so there was no need for her to cry out in despair anymore.

"Old Tan, go back and get the medicine box." After hearing Yi Zhonghai's instructions, the aunt nodded and went home.

"Although there seems to be a lot of bleeding, it should be just flesh wounds and no bones are injured." Liu Zhonghai frowned and stated his conclusion.

"His feet can still move, so the bones should not be broken. I think it is an external injury. He just needs to be treated and rest for a while." The third uncle Yan Bugui nodded and said.

"Yes, yes. Although the wound looks a bit ugly, fortunately, the bones are not broken."

"Three uncles, is it true that the jokes didn't hurt any of your bones?" Qin Huairu said as she wiped her tears with her sleeves and cried hesitantly.

The old man looked at her with a look of distress in his eyes, and said, "Don't worry, it's fine. If you are worried, go to the health center for a checkup tomorrow morning."

"Of course we have to check. We have to check my daughter Peng Geng's whole body carefully, and we have to find out the culprit and hold her accountable." Jia Zhang took the opportunity to say.

"I say, why are you all crowded in my room instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?" He Yuzhu, who arrived late, interrupted the chattering of the crowd.

Everyone's eyes were directed towards He Yuzhu.

I saw He Yuzhu, leaning against the door frame, looking as if he was enjoying a show.

When Jia Zhang saw He Yuzhu standing up, she glared at him, pointed at him viciously, and cursed:

"Silly Zhu, you are not a human being. You have harmed my beloved grandson, and you still dare to show up."

"When Dongxu was around, he treated you like a real brother. He always thought of you when he had delicious food and drinks."

"Now that he is gone, you continue to bully us, an orphan and a widow, over and over again."

"Now you've broken my grandson's leg. How did Dongxu wrong you that you would hurt his only child like this!"

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