Chapter 357: Akira Muranishi

In the village, if the family is a little home, they will spend more money to buy the house site in a better location. The feng shui is good. Secondly, the house is built on the side of the road. The ox cart pulls back from the field and is convenient for loading and unloading. A lot.
Today's village west head, a total of three families have lived, two of them are single elderly people who have no children, and young people live here, it is also a big one.
At this time, Jia Dazhu stood in the messy small courtyard with a few people. It was the three men and two women who went to the grove in the morning and Jia Daqu, and Wang Daniu and his youngest son.
When Bai Hao just entered the hospital, Wang Daniu yelled at the white screaming: "What? If you hurt someone, you still refuse to admit it. You have to wait for the big guy to identify you? It’s hard that you are holding someone in the door to support you. Is it arrogant?"
Wang Da Niu and Jia Dazi have always had a good relationship. The two are like-minded, a lazy man, a swindler, and a pair of good friends.
The white cockroach did not care about Wang Daniu. He looked straight at the boy standing next to Wang Da Niu. The boy saw her staring at herself and quickly hanged her head and dared not look at her again.
This is the reason for Wang Da Niu’s voice: "I just waited to be identified, but I can remind you that it’s best to tell the truth. If you dare to arrange something that is ugly on my head, my white is not good. If you are bullied, there is a place where the county magistrate can not lie and lie."
When I heard this, everyone changed their face. One of the women was so scared that they immediately said that they were uncomfortable and turned away.
The rest of the people wanted to slip, but they were forcibly stopped by the big pile from the house. "Walking away, going into the house to confront the quality, my son just awake, going to the east in the face of the East." ""
The house was dirty and chaotic, and it smelled a musty smell, and it was very dry.
Dongzi lived in the room, except for a homemade wooden bed. There was nothing in the corner. There was a wooden barrel in the corner. A urinary smell spread out of the bucket. The people who came in did not frown.
Jia Dazhu seems to be used to it. He doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. He walks straight to the bed of Dongzi and faces Dongzi Road: "East son, you tell the lieutenant, how does this white sorrow hurt you?"
Dongzi’s face was marked with obvious fingerprints and his cheeks were swollen, and he was obviously beaten not long ago.
His shivering eyes turned to white, and after touching her clean and bright eyes, she quickly retracted and could not look directly at her.
"Speaking - dumb?" Jia Daqian raised the volume, his eyes glaring at Dongzi.
Dongzi’s body shivered slightly, his eyes were red, and he opened his mouth:
Yes, it’s white, she is white, she uses bamboo poles, puts me down.

Dongzi lowered his head and shook his body and shook his voice. Don't mention how pitiful.
Jia Daqu coldly said: "Have you heard? Did you hear it? Dongzi said that you beat him, he just fell, you still want to?"
It was not surprising that she was aware of this result.
She ignored Jia Dazhu and asked Dongzi: "East son, you said that I hit you down, what did I say before I hit you down? What have you done? Who else is there?"
Dongzi shook his head: "I, I don't remember, just, we are two, no, no one else."
Bai Hao pointed to the Wang Jiaxiaozi next to Wang Da Niu: "He? Isn't he there?"