Siheyuan: At the beginning of the game, Jia Zhang was so angry that he was hospitalized

(Balance of negative emotion value: 3156)

At the door of Yi Zhonghai's house, Xiao Dang was saying goodbye to him cordially.

"Goodbye Grandpa!"

Yi Zhonghai felt very comforted by saying "grandpa". He put down the cigarette in his hand, and stroked Xiaodang's hair with a smile.

Now Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang are both staying with Banggen in the hospital, while Xiaodang stays at home as if they had forgotten about him.

Yi Zhonghai had intentions in this regard, so how could he miss such a good opportunity and let Xiao Dang eat noodles at home.

Noodles are fine grains, so Yi Zhonghai made a fool of himself this time.

Xiao Dang didn't want to continue living with Qin Huairu's family. She knew Yi Zhonghai's intentions, so she followed his wishes, behaved well-behaved and sensible, and was willing to get close to him.

There are other sounds in the yard, such as the sound of hitting a child in Liu Haizhong.

There is no other reason, it's just that I didn't take advantage of the fight with Xu Damao today.

There was also the broken voice of Yan Laoxi asking for debts from the children.

Naturally, He Yuzhu couldn't hear it, otherwise why install this sound insulation facility, he is sleeping with his arms around his wife right now.

……

Waking up from sleep, the state is full!

He came to the factory by bike, but the one who was happiest today was not him, but Mahua.

At the moment, Ma Hua is walking with demonic steps, humming an unknown song.

He Yuzhu sat on the small bench, seeing such a devilish pace, couldn't help asking:

"Mahua, what's wrong with you today, are you eating candied chicken shit?"

Ma Hua, who was still indulging in his own world, was woken up by He Yuzhu's voice.

"Hey! Master, you are here. Are you out of water? Or out of tea? Or is the bench broken?"

"It's all good. Seeing that you are so happy today, what's the matter? Does your father-in-law recognize you?"

Ma Hua showed embarrassment, but couldn't help laughing: "Not yet, but I guess it will be soon. Director Qian asked me to visit his house tonight."

Ma Hua regards his agreement with Director Qian as the fruit of his own hard work, no wonder it's like eating honey.

He Yuzhu didn't point it out, so let him have fun.

I made a mask with the five-pointed star cucumber slices sent by the little fat man.

It has to be said that Fatty's knife skills have improved, and now he can achieve the same size, but there is still a big problem with the thickness.

After making the mask, I came to the factory manager's office. The first thing I do every morning is to ask the factory manager about my daily spare time activities, in case there is a situation that the jelly people can't handle.

……

Ran Qiuye had already removed the gauze, and was currently gnashing his teeth as he read a newspaper.

The first photo was a big group photo of her with the zongzi head and He Yuzhu, I thought it would be recognized by others.

Unexpectedly, there is actually a text below. Teacher Ran Qiuye, the second-grade head teacher of the No. [-] Primary School, was killed by Comrade He Yuzhu from the steel rolling mill... (how to save him bravely)

"Good guy! You can just read my ID number. Sure enough, it will be a bad thing to meet that guy."

I looked at my zongzi head in the newspaper, and then at the "brilliant" smile on He Yuzhu's face.

……

"Ding! Negative emotion value +5x3."

He Yuzhu was coming out of the factory director's office with a newspaper at the moment, and he received a reward inexplicably, which made him a little puzzled.

Now he has several fixed values ​​every day, one is the tipping from the unknown boss in the morning, and the other is the tipping from the boss Jia when he goes back at night.

Occasionally, there will be inexplicable negative emotional values ​​mixed in, but they are all one or two points.

He can understand this, since he is handsome and has a good position, it is inevitable that he will be envied by others.

A relatively large tip came suddenly, which confused him a little.

"Forget it, never mind, I have done so many good deeds, there must be some people who still remember my good deeds, maybe they suddenly remembered, conscience found out, and sent a reward."

It's very reasonable!

Even after this newspaper came out, he would be considered a public figure, and he would not be able to skip work and swagger around in the future, which would make him a little unhappy.

Thinking of an even more outrageous thing, the old factory manager told him that in order not to affect the big leaders, every time he cooks, he must be picked up by car to prevent being seen.

Ever since the big leader tasted his craft last time, he always looked for him every now and then. He used to go there on a bicycle, but now he can't, because he is easy to be seen.

There is nothing to do today, there are robots for fishing, and now he can get off work.

He took out Xu Damao's human skin mask, put it on behind his back, and walked out of the factory swaggeringly.

The question is, what to do now?

Wearing Xu Damao's human skin mask, it's a pity not to do some bad things.

At this moment, a ball rolled down in front of him. As a football player in his previous life, his feet would inevitably itch, so he showed off on the spot.

"Uncle, can you teach us how to play football?"

Seeing such a gaudy performance, several little kids uttered "Coach, I want to learn".

I just wanted to say in my heart: "When I don't have time to play with you."

Suddenly remembered: "Who am I? I am Xu Damao, Xu Damao who does all kinds of evil."

He kicked the ball and said arrogantly: "Kicking the ball!"

"Ding! +5x6 for negative emotions."

Looking at the [-] points of negative emotion in his hand, He Yuzhu felt that his world lit up.

"It's hard to do good things, but it's easy to do bad things. What are you going to do later? Why don't you go to the women's bathhouse!?"

After thinking about it for ten seconds, He Yuzhu gave up the idea, not because he didn't dare, but because it was just ten o'clock in the morning, and there must be no one around.

The question is, what to do now?

After thinking for a long time, he decided to find a place with deep water to see if he could fish in troubled waters.

The root of the old imperial city in Xicheng.

This place, He Yuzhu vaguely remembered, was the largest gathering place of ghost markets.

He is still very curious about the ghost market. It is said that the water inside is very deep, but with his current strength, he believes that he can grasp it.

The reason why the ghost market is called a ghost market:

One is that there are ghosts in the city, and there are many fake things, things of unknown origin, and illegal things.

The second is that the ghost market opens in the early morning before dawn. As soon as the sky is brightened, it dissipates naturally like a morning breeze blowing fog. It comes and goes without a trace. .

There must be none in broad daylight now, but there are still some scattered pigeon markets here.

The things sold in the pigeon market are relatively normal, mainly tickets, cigarettes, cloth, grain, poultry and the like.

This is still speculation, and the police are still cracking down, but the crackdown is less severe now.

I went around the Pigeon Market, and there were not many sellers, and of course there were not many buyers.

They all talked in a low voice, and after the price was negotiated, they inspected the goods first, and then went to the alley to trade when there was no problem.

After the transaction, both the buyer and the seller leave in a hurry.

"Brother, do you want a ticket? I have all kinds of tickets here, including fine food tickets, coarse food tickets, and meat tickets." A lean and capable guy saw He Yuzhu wandering around the pigeon market and came up to strike up a conversation.

He Yuzhu didn't expect to be an acquaintance, it was Li Xia who met at Lei Laoliu's house, but now that he was wearing a mask, Li Xia couldn't recognize him.

"Brother, is your business okay? How much are these various tickets?" He Yuzhu asked.

The voice was not low, many people looked over, Li Xia quickly pulled him aside.

"Hey, my brother, keep your voice down, this business can barely support the family, and can't make much money.

Coarse grain tickets cost [-] cents a catty, fine grain tickets cost [-] cents a catty, and meat tickets cost [-] catty.

If you really want, I can give you a little cheaper. "

Li Xia whispered with his throat closed.