Xiaoguo saw the person clearly in the moonlight, it was actually Mrs. Yang!

How could she be here? Xiao Guo stared at her with wide eyes.

Mrs. Yang looked behind her and saw no one, so she continued with her work.

Why can't this broken door be opened? Mrs. Yang tried hard to open the lock inside.

Li Zhaodi's house had a wooden door, and it didn't open alone, but was a double-sided door that could be opened both inwards and outwards. Sister Yang pushed the door inwards, reached in with one hand, and pulled the big lock.

Mistake! Mistake!

Mrs. Yang resisted the urge to kick the door. Why was it so difficult to teach Li Zhaodi a lesson?

Walking to the wall, she looked at the height and compared it with her own height, then made a decision in her heart.

Give it a try!

I took a few steps back and was about to count down in my mind, but as soon as I took a step, a faint voice rang out from behind me.

"Can I help you?"

Mrs. Yang was startled and quickly covered her mouth and turned around, thinking to herself, it's all over.

Who knew that as soon as I turned around, I saw Xiaoguo's smiling face.

Mrs. Yang came back to her senses from the shock, patted her chest, and punched Xiao Guo, "I was scared to death!"

Xiaoguo was really frightened when she saw Mrs. Yang's expression, and she just kept letting it go.

Xiaoguo rubbed her arm, which didn't hurt at all, and walked over to help her calm down.

"What are you doing here so late at night?"

Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes at Xiao Guo and said, "We have to teach this Li Zhaodi a lesson!"

Xiaoguo was still wondering why Sister Yang bothered her so much, but Sister Yang's idea of ​​coming here today coincided with Xiaoguo's.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

After Mrs. Yang came back to her senses, she looked at Xiaoguo, who also seemed unwilling to do good deeds, and asked with a smile.

Xiaoguo exaggerated the story about Zhuangzhuang and told Yang's wife. Yang's wife got furious when she heard it. She actually scared Zhuangzhuang. How could that be possible!

Mrs. Yang felt sad when she thought of Zhuangzhuang's pitiful appearance. The two talked in low voices for a while, and finally decided on a plan to teach Li Zhaodi a lesson together!

Fortunately, Li Zhaodi's family was not rich, and the walls of her house were all low earthen walls that could be climbed up easily.

When they reached the corner, Xiaoguo used his agility to climb to the top of the wall, reached out and grabbed Mrs. Yang's hand, and pulled hard to sit on the top of the wall.

Xiaoguo looked around the yard to see if there were any animals that could make sounds. Just as Mrs. Yang was about to jump down, Xiaoguo stopped her. She hadn't seen the situation inside clearly yet, so she couldn't be so impulsive. What if there were any animals that could make sounds inside? Wouldn't that scare Li Zhaodi?

Sister Yang waved her hand and whispered in Xiaoguo's ear, "Don't worry, her family doesn't feed animals. She's so lazy that she even finds it troublesome to feed herself. How could she possibly feed something?"

Xiaoguo thought so too, and followed Mrs. Yang to jump down. They were both regular workers, so they were quite skilled, and they could climb up the ladder easily from this height.

Trying to make as little noise as possible, they came to the yard and walked carefully to the window. Xiaoguo and Yang Dasao peeked inside. In the moonlight, they saw Li Zhaodi sleeping with her big belly exposed and snoring loudly.

Xiaoguo quietly opened the door. Mrs. Yang happened to find a bucket of water in the yard. The two of them worked together to put it on the open door.

After finding a good angle and placing it, and making sure that everything was fine, I prepared to leave and wait for her to wake up early the next morning, open the door, and drench her.

Just as the two were preparing to retreat, an angry roar from Li Zhaodi suddenly came from the room.

"Kill you, you stinking widow!"

The two were startled and thought she had woken up. They squatted down and waited for a long time, but there was no other movement. It seemed that Li Zhaodi was talking in her sleep.

The two looked at each other, nodded, came to the wall, and left in a jump.

On the way, the two of them laughed secretly. Sister Yang felt a little regretful, "If I had known, I would have brought a bucket of feces."

He kept shaking his head as he spoke, looking very regretful.

Xiaoguo is fine. As long as she can be taught a lesson, anything is fine.

When the two arrived at their respective doorsteps, Mrs. Yang hesitated and said what she wanted to say to her during the day.

"Xiao Guo, don't pay attention to what that bitch Li Zhaodi said."

Xiao Guo couldn't remember what the sentence was at first, and thought carefully whether it was this sentence, "Are you a slut?"

Mrs. Yang scolded Li Zhaodi several times and comforted Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo smiled gently. So that's how it is. She had been saying that Sister Yang was nice to everyone, so why did she look down on Li Zhaodi so much? It turned out that it was because she scolded her for being a widow.

So this time, Sister Yang went to scold Li Zhaodi in the middle of the night because she scolded herself as a widow today?

Xiaoguo thought about this and asked. Sister Yang nodded and said, "I got angrier and angrier when I got home. I couldn't sleep at night, so I thought about beating her up again."

Looking at Mrs. Yang's angry expression and her chattering mouth, Xiao Guo felt very warm at the moment. It was so nice to have someone like this who always stands up for him!

"This Li Zhaodi, if you whine again next time, I will beat you up..."

Mrs. Yang stopped talking halfway and Xiaoguo hugged her tightly.

"Thank you."

Xiaoguo's trembling voice came, thank you so much.

Mrs. Yang came back to her senses, patted Xiaoguo on the back, and said with a smile, "Do you think I call you sister for nothing?"

Xiaoguo burst into laughter because they both had children at home. After saying goodbye, the two went home.

Xiaoguo washed his hands first, then tiptoed back into the house. The candle on the table was still burning. Xiaoguo used tweezers to remove the excess candle wick, and the candle immediately regained its light.

Xiaoguo put down the tweezers, sat on the bed, and looked at Zhuangzhuang who was sleeping soundly on the bed. She couldn't help but feel satisfied in her heart. She took off her coat, put on her underwear and got into the quilt. Zhuangzhuang seemed to sense something and rolled into her arms. Xiaoguo patted him, and after he fell asleep again, she half got up and blew out the candles.

The next day, it was still dark.

Xiaoguo was awakened by the faint shouting and cursing coming from outside. Zhuangzhuang was still sleeping soundly. Xiaoguo was afraid of disturbing him, so she covered him with a quilt and got up and went outside.

Standing in the yard, I carefully distinguished the direction of the sound. It vaguely sounded like Li Zhaodi's voice, but because it was far away, I could only vaguely hear the voice.

But if you listen carefully, you can recognize it as her voice. After all, there is no one in the village whose voice can compare with hers.

He went back to the room after listening to just a few words. It seems that the water he applied last night took effect.

After returning to the room, Zhuangzhuang turned over, and Xiaoguo hurried over and went back to bed.

Li Zhaodi on the other side was getting more and more angry. "You bastard, don't dare to admit it! You are a bastard with no moral integrity and a black heart! Come out!"

The cause was that Li Zhaodi, who had a cool sleep last night, suddenly felt a stomachache before dawn. She hurried to the toilet, but because she was in a hurry, she did not notice why the door was open. She pushed it open, and a basin of cold, smelly swill fell from the sky, soaking her from head to toe.

A light breeze blew and I shivered, sneezed, and had an upset stomach.

After a whole morning of tossing and turning, his already pointed face became even more prominent.

As soon as his stomach stopped flowing, he stood in the yard, cursing and shouting, making it very lively.