Chapter Seventy-One: The Thief Caught
Ye Zi'an looked left and right at the door of the house, and saw a sack on the left, so he picked it up, Yang Chuxia laughed silently when he saw his movements, this is actually a smart little belly.
At this moment the door opened from the inside, and a young man with a tiger's head came out of it, and took the leaves of the sack, and put the bag on the young man's head, relying on his body taller than others.
Then the fist snorted down, making the boy scream in pain. On the other side, Yang Chuxia quickly locked the door of Ye Zi'an's house from the outside when the boy came out.
Looking at the iron lock in his hand, Yang Chuxia glanced at the person who was hooded by the sack, and scolded, "Sure enough, it's a fool, if you don't take off the lock when you enter someone's house, doesn't this give people the opportunity to lock them in the house." ”
"Hmph, insatiable." Ye Zi'an spoke, and his fists didn't stop.
"Ye Zi'an, you little bastard, hurry up and let go of Lao Tzu."
The people in the sack were still shouting, and the people in the house heard the shouts outside, which was in a hurry.
"Running away from someone's house and stealing things still dare to curse? Brother An beat hard, once he was convinced, but he wouldn't dare next time. ”
"That's not necessarily, people with unclean hands and feet will always have the problem of taking sheep by hand, and it is a scourge for such people to stay in our poplar village." Ye Zi'an touched the sweat on his head while beckoning to the people under him.
The cold look made the hot summer day feel a little cooler. Yang Chuxia listened to the meaning of the words and couldn't help but glance at him. She wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but she didn't say anything more because she didn't know people very well, and it wouldn't be good to ask too much.
After a while, Yang Qingtong came back from the village, with Yang Lizheng and a large group of people behind him.
"Sister!"
"Brother An, where is the thief? Lao Tzu wants to see which one of them is not long-sighted to steal things in our village. ”
Yang Li was huffing, still holding a mallet in his hand.
"Grandpa, there are two people in total, and one was caught here." Yang Chuxia pointed to Ye Zi'an's body, and then pointed to the house, "There is another one who is locked in the house, and when we came back, we heard these two people discussing to search for Brother An's money." ”
When Yang Lizheng saw Yang Chuxia, a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.
But at this time he didn't have time to think too much, because there were thieves in the village, which was absolutely not allowed.
"Brother An, get up, he can't run away with so many of us, today I want to see who is running to our village to make trouble."
At this time, Yang Lizheng didn't know that the people inside were people from the village, and he thought it was people from outside.
When Ye Zi'an heard this, he got up from that person. A person behind Yang Lizheng stepped forward and took the sack away, which startled him at this look. Brother An, this kid is also ruthless, and he can't see what he looked like anymore.
"Ye Zi'an, you little bastard, you dare to beat Lao Tzu, look back and I won't let my mother cut you to death." Originally, he didn't make a sound, and others really didn't see who this pig-headed face was, but everyone heard him as soon as he spoke.
"Ziping?" Yang Lizheng glanced at the room again with a gloomy face, "Open the door for me." ”
When Ye Zi'an heard this, he stepped forward and opened the lock, but as soon as the lock was opened, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and then a fist beckoned to Ye Zi'an's face, "Little asked you to beat my brother, I can't beat you to death." ”