When the pig-butcher heard the door closing, he ducked out of the alley and walked up to Shiba Ni and asked him in his ear.
"We're in."
Shibatu responded softly to the butcher and quickly jumped down from the tree and ran to the gate of the old yard.
In order to achieve the desired effect, Shibatu scolded Li Li and climbed up a century-old osmanthus tree at the entrance of the old yard. When she quarreled with that man, Shibapi also climbed down on the branches of the osmanthus tree and cursed loudly.
"Are you sure it's him?"
The butcher tiptoed over to Shibapi.
"Of course I'm sure, didn't you follow me all the way?"
Shibapi lay on the crack of the door and looked into the yard.
"We don't dare to get too close for fear of being noticed by him."
The pig-butcher also leaned against the crack in the door and looked around.
"You didn't take action?"
"Let's start."
"Have you started? His throat was still ringing just now. If I hadn't been traveling around the world for so many years, I almost couldn't suppress his arrogance!"
"Eighteen urine, don't stay in front of me, I'm a hero, you were still wearing crotchless pants when I was walking around the world."
"That's right, if Master Jiujin hadn't smashed the beer bottle to scare you, the pig-butchering master might be the boss of the world now."
"Eighteen urines, you don't open any pot you want! If Master Jiujin hadn't ordered it, he would order it until it was ordered. I would have gone in with a white knife and a red knife out, and killed this evil guy like a pig!"
"Blow, blow, blow. Anyway, you won't have to pay taxes if you brag. If you brag, no one will come to settle the score with you. At worst, Auntie Shanghai won't let you sleep with you."
"Shibazui, don't be stupid. I'm telling you, if you keep talking nonsense in front of me, I won't teach you the art of killing pigs."
"Master pig butcher, there is no need for you to teach me how to kill pigs. I don't want to learn how to kill pigs."
"You don't want to learn how to butcher pigs? Didn't Master Jiujin ask you to learn how to butcher pigs with me, so that you can live peacefully for the rest of your life?"
"Master Jiujin said that he should let me cooperate with Da Mao and run the transportation together."
"What did you say about me?"
Shibazu and Shibazu were leaning against the crack of the door, biting their ears. Da Mao slapped the two people's raised buttocks from behind, causing Shibazu and Shibazu to shrink their necks and take several steps back.
"Da Mao, can you please be gentle?"
"Shiba, does this slap hurt you? Are you made of tofu?"
"I told you to speak softly and be careful not to be overheard by people inside."
"Has the show inside started? I really want to go in and have a good look. Hey, why is it so dark inside that I can't see anything clearly?"
"Let me take a look."
"I'll take a look too."
The silly girl who arrived later had her little bald head pressed against the crack of the door.
"Hey, what are you arguing about? If you disturb the evil guy inside and ruin the show, be careful, Master Jiu Jin will shave you off!"
Big Belly Qian stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with a big belly and scolded Da Mao and the others.
"Yes, yes, it's better to stay back, be careful of Master Jiujin getting angry."
"It's very serious that Master Jiujin is angry. It's very serious. If the show goes bad tonight, it won't be a glamorous thing."
Da Mao and Sha Gu quickly stepped back.
The little bald man didn't care if he had a lot of money, but he still pressed his forehead tightly against the courtyard gate, trying to see the show through the crack in the door.
"What's a good show in the dark? Isn't it a failure before it even starts?"
"Allah calls Nong a chamber pot and talks nonsense. Alla will act like a bad boy now!"
The Shanghai aunt went over and raised her leg, aimed at the little bald head's raised butt and kicked it.
"Boom!"
The pointed head of the little bald head hit the gate of the old courtyard hard.
"Then mom..."
"Come here quickly!"
Just as the little bald man was about to scold him, the pig-butcher went over and stretched out his big hand to grab a chicken, then lifted the little bald man under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
"Don't think that Master Jiu Jin will have a golden shave and just stay under this sweet-scented osmanthus tree."
Shanghai aunt warns little bald man.
"I was already shaved with a brilliant golden glow by Master Jiu Jin. How can I be so brilliant?"
The little bald man even wanted to go over and lean under the door.
“Go inside and eat light steamed buns!”
The butcher grabbed the little bald man by the collar.
"Don't scare me, I didn't break the law, just let me go!"
The little bald man struggled hard.
"Are you not breaking the law? You are breaking the law by peeking into other people's homes. Master Jiujin can definitely ask policeman Xiao Wang to send you in to eat steamed buns!"
Big money talks.
"You are the one who broke the law! Big belly money, don't think that I don't know that your 'money begets money' activity is illegal and criminal! Do you believe it or not? I will tell Master Jiujin now and ask her to call her Xiao Wang
The police are here to catch you eating steamed buns!"
The little bald man threatens the rich man.
"I told you to talk nonsense, I told you to talk nonsense!"
"I just talk nonsense, I just talk nonsense!"
Big Belly Qian reached out and slapped Little Baldhead on the mouth, and Little Baldy Head raised his foot to kick Big Belly Qian in the stomach.
Stab! The little bald man's collar was torn off. His collar was firmly grasped by Killer Pig, and after a fight with Big Belly Qian, the entire collar was torn off with a strong force.
"TND, I won't play any good shows with you anymore. I'll go home and sleep!"
The little bald man cursed and left Lushan Road, disappearing into the night.
"Why do you ask him to come with you at thirty o'clock when he is not as good as Da Mao? It's really not enough to succeed but more than enough to fail!"
"Hey, hey, hey, you have a big belly, what are you talking about? Are you criticizing our family? You dare not go to Master Jiujin to report you. I can do what I say. Now I will go to Master Jiujin to report you."
you!"
The silly girl's belly was getting bigger day by day. She straightened her back and strode towards the old yard.
The big-bellied money caught up with the silly girl like a gust of wind. His big belly, which was no smaller than the silly girl's, stood in front of her. He begged for mercy with a smile on his face:
"Silly Girl, Silly Aunt, and Master Jiujin are busy. A good show is about to begin. We'd better wait and see the good show."
"How do you know that the good show inside is about to start? Maybe you have disturbed it a long time ago. Master Jiujin is angry right now!"
"Silly aunt, if Master Jiu Jin takes action, he will definitely win. Don't worry. If you are anxious, you may not be sure that the son in your belly will turn into a daughter. Then our big brother, Big Mao, will not be happy."
"Yes, yes, honey, you must not be in a hurry, our son is more important."
"Aunt Silly, you and Brother Da Mao should rest under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. I will be responsible for hiding under the door. Once the show starts, I will report to Aunt Silly and Brother Da Mao immediately."
"Big belly money, what are you calling me? You call me aunt, aunt, brother Da Mao. What is your seniority?"
"Is that respect for you? You should be a generation above me, a generation above you."
"Tch, you have such a big mouth and can tell you whether someone is alive or dead. I'm too lazy to compete with you."
Sha Gu followed Da Mao back to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.
Dadu Qian breathed a sigh of relief. He turned towards the door, his fat head and big ears pressed against the crack of the door, and his big eyes stared inward.
Hey, it's pitch dark inside, so why isn't there any sound?
No, it's too quiet. It's so quiet that it's scary and haunting!
Ghost? My motherfucker!
There really is a ghost!
There is a ghost!
Dadu Qian panicked and stumbled back to the osmanthus tree.
"Why are you panicking?"
The butcher grabbed Potbelly Qian by the collar.
"Ghost, ghost, ghost..."
Big belly Qian pointed a trembling fat hand at the old yard, and every piece of fat on his body was not shaking.
"Who are you? There are no monsters or monsters in this world!"
Da Mao walked towards the door of the yard while cursing. His tall body stood at the door without bending down, and his big head directly leaned towards the lintel above the door and looked in.