Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

At the same time, Lin Tian was strolling leisurely through the streets of the northern part of Beijing with Tangtang in his hand.

The afternoon sun was warm and felt very comfortable on my skin.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, just a few here and there. There were peddlers carrying tofu on shoulder poles and workers pushing bicycles.

Lin Tian did not go to the East District.

There are police everywhere there now, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for himself.

The northern district was much quieter; no one knew him, and no one knew that he was the evil spirit who had killed hundreds of people.

For now, I can be like a normal child, holding my sister's hand, walking slowly, and looking around.

Tangtang was wearing a little floral jacket, her hair was tied into two little braids, and she hopped and skipped, her braids swinging back and forth as she curiously looked at every shop on the street.

"Brother, what's that?"

She pointed to a roadside stall selling candied hawthorns, her eyes lighting up.

Lin Tian smiled: "Those are candied hawthorns, Tangtang, would you like some?"

"think!"

Tangtang answered without hesitation, drool already dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Lin Tian led her over and bought two skewers.

Tangtang took the candied hawthorn, took a bite without waiting, her cheeks puffed out, and her eyes narrowed into two crescent moons: "So sweet! Guoguo, you should have some too!"

Lin Tian took a bite; it was sweet and sour, and indeed quite good.

The brother and sister each held a string of candied hawthorns and continued walking.

After walking a short distance, I saw a group of people gathered ahead, chattering as if they were discussing something.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Tangtang stood on tiptoe, but couldn't see anything.

"have no idea."

Lin Tian took her hand. "Come on, let's go take a look."

He squeezed into the crowd, with Tangtang following closely behind him.

The crowd was packed three or four deep, all there to watch the spectacle.

Lin Tian was short, so he easily squeezed to the front.

"Ah Bin's high school grades weren't good..." an old man said, shaking his head.

"I heard he married into the Bai family. Aren't the two of them usually quite affectionate?" an older woman chimed in.

"Love? Love can turn into this?"

Lin Tian followed their gaze.

In the center of the crowd stood a man and a woman, facing each other.

The man was tall and thin, clutching a bulging cloth bag in his hand, as if it contained something.

The woman was wearing a floral cheongsam, had curly hair, her hands on her hips, and her face was flushed.

"Ms. Bai, let's get a divorce."

Ah Bin's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm.

Teacher Bai paused for a moment, then frowned: "Am I treating you badly? Or is 25 yuan a month too little for living expenses?"

"Neither."

Ah Bin shook his head. "You're very good to me, very gentle, and you're very beautiful."

Teacher Bai was even more puzzled: "Then why?"

Ah Bin was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I've been a live-in son-in-law in your family for ten years. I've saved all the money you gave me, and it's enough for me to go home and marry a young wife."

The crowd erupted in uproar.

Some laughed, some cursed, and some shook their heads.

Ah Bin is truly a talented individual.

Teacher Bai's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and she suddenly raised her foot and kicked Ah Bin in the shin.

"Are you fucking working for me? I'm your legally wedded wife, you're not content with what you have, you want more?"

Ah Bin winced in pain, but before he could even cry out, Teacher Bai slapped him again.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap landed, and Ah Bin's face turned to one side.

"You think I'm old, right?"

Teacher Bai got angrier and angrier as she spoke, and slapped him again.

"Snapped!"

"You want to marry a young wife, right?"

"Snapped!"

"You want an older man to graze on a younger woman, huh?"

"Snapped!"

"You want to abandon your wife and children, is that it?"

"Snapped!"

A series of slaps left Ah Bin dizzy and disoriented, his face swollen like a pig's head.

He covered his face, staggered back a few steps, and finally couldn't help but retort, "I've been your grandson for ten years, my status is even lower than your son's. What's wrong with me wanting to go home and be a boss for once?"

Ah Bin was panting heavily, his voice growing louder: "You still think you're right? I'll forgive you for these slaps because you're a woman."

Upon hearing this, Teacher Bai became even more furious. "You're just a son-in-law, and you still have a temper?" he thought, and rolled up his sleeves, ready to continue hitting him.

Lin Tian stood in the crowd, took a bite of the candied hawthorn, and watched with great interest.

Don't tell.

You know what?

Ah Bin has really gotten too cocky.

If one marries into a family in a hundred households over ten years, one earns 25 yuan a month, 300 yuan a year, and 3000 yuan over ten years.

What was the concept of 3000 yuan in the 60s?

An ordinary worker only earns twenty or thirty yuan a month. With 3000 yuan, you can buy a courtyard house with two entrances in Beijing and marry a beautiful young wife.

It's time to enjoy ourselves.

No wonder I had that thought.

Teacher Bai was trembling with anger. Pointing at Ah Bin's nose, she cursed, "Ah Bin, I'll count to three. If you continue like this, don't blame me for being impolite."

Ah Bin stiffened his neck, tucked the cloth bag into his arms, and said defiantly, "Teacher Bai, you wouldn't want me to bring my stepmother to bully your son, would you?"

Teacher Bai's face instantly turned ashen.

"You... Ah Bin, you said it well, you said it so well!"

She gritted her teeth and suddenly sneered, "Ah Bin, do you think you can marry a young wife just because you're divorced? No way!"

Ah Bin was taken aback.

"How could I not know about the money you've saved?"

Teacher Bai said, word by word, "Your money is no longer your money."

Ah Bin's face turned pale instantly: "What do you mean?"

Teacher Bai stood with her hands on her hips, her voice shrill: "Your money? What money do you have? That's clearly my money."

I earn my money penny by penny from my job. You're a son-in-law who lives with his wife's family, and you don't have a job. Where do you get your money?

She grew angrier as she spoke, pointing at the cloth bag in Ah Bin's hand: "You took my 3000 yuan this morning. I thought you had something important to do, but I didn't expect you to steal it."

Teacher Bai turned around and shouted to the crowd, "Everyone, call the police! How dare a son-in-law steal money? It's outrageous!"

Ah Bin was dumbfounded.

She looked down at the cloth bag in her hand, then looked up at Teacher Bai, her lips trembling:

"You...you're talking nonsense. This is my money, what I've saved up over the years. It's 25 yuan a month, 300 yuan a year, and 3000 yuan in ten years. I've calculated it all clearly."

"Did you save that up?"

Teacher Bai sneered, "What are you going to save up? You eat my food, live in my house, wear my clothes, and I even pay for your groceries. What money do you have?"

Ah Bin's face flushed red: "That's the living expenses you gave me, which I saved myself. How is it not my money?"

"living expenses?"

Teacher Bai's voice became even shriller, "I give you living expenses so you can support your family, not so you can save up to marry a mistress. You're using my money to support other women, have you no shame?"

Ah Bin trembled with anger: "You...you're just making excuses!"

"Am I making excuses?"

Teacher Bai pointed at his nose and said, "Go ask around, which live-in son-in-law gets a salary?"

You eat and drink my food, and I give you 25 yuan a month for pocket money. Aren't you satisfied?

You think you can use my money to marry a young woman? Dream on! I've already called the police. Go ahead and run with the money if you dare!

Ah Bin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't say anything.

He looked down at the cloth bag in his hand and suddenly felt it had become very heavy.

Three thousand yuan, ten years, just gone like that?

Not reconciled.

Taking advantage of his momentary daze, Teacher Bai snatched the cloth bag, stuffed it into her own pocket, and looked coldly at Ah Bin, a smug smile playing on her lips:

"Want a divorce? Fine. You'll leave with nothing. Go wherever you want. This money belongs to the Bai family, and you won't get a single penny."

Ah Bin's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground. Looking at Teacher Bai and the cloth bag in her arms, his eyes reddened.

"Teacher Bai, no, honey, you can't do this... That's ten years of my youth..."

"Ten years what?"

"youth?"

Can youth be eaten?

Teacher Bai interrupted him, "Ten years of food expenses? Ten years of rent? Ten years of clothing expenses? You do the math, how much have you eaten of mine, worn of mine, and lived in mine all these years?"

Ah Bin was speechless. He stood there like a wooden stake, his face turning red and white in turns.

There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.

Some say Ah Bin deserved it, some say Teacher Bai was too ruthless, and some say Ah Bin was no good.

Lin Tian stood in the crowd, took a bite of his candied hawthorn, and watched with great interest. Tangtang tugged at his sleeve and whispered:

"Hey bro, why are they arguing?"

Lin Tian looked down at her and smiled, "Because that uncle wanted to take Auntie's money to marry another Auntie."

Tangtang blinked, looking confused. "Why? Wasn't that auntie nice?"

Lin Tian thought for a moment and said, "It's not that it's bad, it's just that that uncle thinks it's more comfortable to be a grandpa than a grandson."

Tangtang nodded as if she understood, and took another bite of the candied hawthorn.

Lin Tian patted her head and continued watching the show.

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