Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 474 Chapter 470 Three: Dog Bites Dog

In the inn, the guests ate and drank one after another, checked out and left.

The three of Feng's were still standing at first, but after waiting for a long time, seeing that no one was staring at them, they simply sat down at an empty table beside them.

After waiting for a while, there was no one in the inn, and Zhang Pumpkin hadn't come back yet, so he just sat there, but Zhang Song couldn't sit still.

He opened his hand and shouted: "Xiao Er! Bring us a pot of good tea!"

Tao Dongping heard it, but he was busy clearing the table and didn't answer him.

Song Qiu sat behind the counter and said, "Serve the guests a pot of good tea, and add another twenty Wen to the account!"

"Yes, Master!" Tao Zheng agreed, settled the bill, and signaled Tao Dongcheng to serve tea.

As soon as the tea was served here, Ah Ling came out of the kitchen corridor slowly, patted his arms, went behind the counter, leaned into Song Qiu's ear, and muttered for a while.

Song Qiu raised his eyelids, looked at the Feng family who were drinking tea at the other end, and snorted softly.

A quarter of an hour later, all the guests in the inn had left, and Tao Dongcheng and others were busy clearing the tables.

Impatient with waiting, Zhang Song wondered if his father had run away by himself, rolled his eyes, and gestured to Feng Shi and Zhang Meihua, wanting to sneak away while no one was looking.

But before he could move, a person staggered in from outside, and fell at Zhang Song's feet as he entered the door.

Zhang Song was stunned for a while before he recognized that the man with a bruised nose and a swollen face was Zhang Pumpkin. He was startled, "Father?! What happened?" He didn't go back to the village to ask for money, so why was he beaten by the crowd?

Feng Shi was also startled, and came up to help him up, "Who beat you up? Who hit him so hard and beat him up like this?"

Zhang Pumpkin opened his mouth, pulled the sore area around his mouth, hissed, covered his face quickly, and said: "I don't know! If I know which treacherous villain is sneaking up on me from behind, I must shoot him to death!"

A Ling grinned and snorted.

The voice was so loud that Zhang Pumpkin couldn't help but look at it.

Song Qiu looked at Zhang Pumpkin's miserable appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

With sacks or something, who can refuse the second and third times after the first time?

After all, it smells so good.

She cleared her throat, "Uncle Pumpkin's money is available? The store is still waiting for the money to be returned to settle accounts."

Zhang Nangua felt more pain all over his body, he said, "I'll pay the bill next time, okay?"

Song Qiu shook his head, "I'm really sorry, but our store settles the payment on the spot, and we don't accept credit."

When Zhang Nangua heard this, he became angry, thinking that if Song Qiu hadn't been so aggressive, he wouldn't have gone back to the village in dismay, and was beaten with a sack for no reason after seeing the joke .

Now he is just paying on credit, not reckless, and he is not accommodating at all.

He can usually keep accounts in teahouses and restaurants. It makes no sense for his acquaintances in this village to be so unkind.

"I said how do you do business here? I just pay on credit! It's not that I won't give it! What are you so fussed about? Anyway, I just can't get it out today! If you refuse to pay on credit, then I will renege on it today !"

Zhang Nangua was supported by Feng Shi to get up, angrily, "Let's go! Let's see what else she can do to us!"

With that said, he turned around and went out.

Zhang Song wanted to leave a long time ago, so he strode out after hearing the words.

"When the sky is bright and the sun is shining, is there someone who still eats the overlord's meal openly?" Song Qiunahan asked.

After saying that, Ah Ling, who was behind him, tapped his toes, skimmed out of the counter, passed over the heads of the people going out of the inn, and landed on the steps, just blocking their way.

"Want to eat Overlord's Meal at Songshan Inn? Ask me if A Lingtong agrees first!"

The feather duster pointed at Zhang Pumpkin, only two inches from his neck.

Zhang Pumpkin was furious when he saw the feather duster, "What's wrong? Do you still want to hit someone?"

Ah Ling waved the feather duster, "Try it?"

The chicken feathers fluttered, and a handful of long ones scratched his chin, which was so itchy that he couldn't hold back his breath.

Zhang Pumpkin was very angry, turned his head, looked at Song Qiu behind the counter, smashed the jar, "Anyway, I can't get any money today, and you don't want to pay on credit, so try it out if you have the ability!"

Song Qiu slowly walked out of the counter and came to the door, "Do it? No, no, no, we are good citizens, how could we beat people casually? For the sake of the villagers, why don't we pay for our meals with our work."

"Work for food?" Zhang Pumpkin was startled, he was a child, and he had to sell his strength to earn food?

What a joke!
He had a face that could not be humiliated, "You are dreaming!"

……

A quarter of an hour later, at the back of the kitchen, a dozen or so tables of bowls, chopsticks, and plates were piled up like a mountain, contained in several large wooden basins.

In addition, there are noodle bowls and teacups collected from the tea shed.

There were four people squatting in front of the tub, brushing and washing.

How can four people who have never done rough work wash dishes well?

"Slap!" Zhang Song lost his grip again, and the plate in his hand fell to the ground, hitting the gravel and breaking into several pieces.

The next moment, a feather duster fell on his wrist, and Zhang Song let out a pig cry in pain.

He turned his head and glared bitterly at Ah Ling who was standing with his hips akimbo.

"What are you staring at? Don't wash it quickly! When are these bowls cleaned and when are you going to let them go? If you dare to break another one, be careful, I'm not welcome with a feather duster!" A Lingyin smiled sideways.

Her son was beaten, and Feng's heart ached to death. She glanced at Ah Ling and muttered something, but she didn't dare to make a sound. The feather duster really hurt him too much.

Ah Ling looked at her, "I feel sorry for my son? Then wash it quickly!"

Wash quickly, wash quickly, when will there be so many dishes?
When did the Feng's merchant come from a background like this?

I never worried about money when I was in Xiaoli, but I didn't expect to have to do hard work here because of half a tael of money!
She didn't dare to get angry at Ah Ling, because she was afraid of being beaten, so she stretched out her hand and squeezed the waist of the pumpkin next to her, scolding him in a low voice, "It's all your fault! If it wasn't for your ineffectiveness and losing the money , why did our mothers suffer this crime..."

While cursing and twisting non-stop.

At first, Zhang Pumpkin endured it, but the more Feng said, the more he worked harder. He was already in pain everywhere, and he was aggrieved and suffering while washing dishes here, full of anger.

But this woman is still nagging, and can still pinch his painful flesh.

It's unbearable and I don't need to bear it anymore!

The anger in his heart suddenly exploded, and he threw the rag into the water with a bang, "Talking! Chatting! You're never finished!"

Feng Shi was washing the same tub with him, and the rag splashed into the water, splashing on Feng Shi's face, and the water dripped down her cheeks into her collar, making her shiver from the cold.

"Zhang Pumpkin!"

She pushed towards Zhang Pumpkin.

Zhang Pumpkin was caught off guard, and was pushed to the side, his face hit the plate that Zhang Song broke and hadn't cleaned up just now.

"what!"

A scream broke through the sky, frightening the immature fish in the Songshan River to flee from the river.

The tile was stuck on the right side of Zhang Pumpkin's face. Fortunately, the tile was not big, only a small piece, smaller than the thumb knuckle.

But with blood oozing, it looked a little creepy.

Especially when he turned his head away, his eyes spitting fire.

Feng Shi also didn't expect it, subconsciously took two steps back.

　Da Bao always beat Xiao Bao throughout the day, making Xiao Bao cry, and he must have done it on purpose, he wouldn't listen to reason, and he would intensify it by force, and Xiao Bao, who had finally managed to coax him to sleep, was always caught off guard by him Slapped me and ran away with a smile, (I suspect I raised a bear child, but he is usually very good-looking) It’s too much trouble, is there any second-born mother who can give me some advice?How to deal with this kind of thing?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)