Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 69
Just when they couldn't control the anger in their hearts and wanted to do something, Mu Nannan spoke up.

She imitated her grandmother's tone:
"Comrade, you are lying!"

"There's a new Phoenix bike over there that sells stuff, and the wheels are still locked by the lock cylinder."

She pointed to a brand-new bicycle not far away with an angry expression on her face.

The expression on the salesperson's face was finally not so confident.

There is indeed one bike left.

But that was what she left to her own family.

After the New Year, the things left over from the previous year in the supply and marketing cooperatives will be dealt with at a reduced price.

The bicycle whose original price is 210 yuan will be reduced to 200 yuan, which can save a big unity.

"Comrade, lying is bad behavior."

Mu Nannan's bright eyes stared at her like a mirror, reflecting the filth and unbearableness in her heart.

The salesperson was seen with an unnamed fire, and she pushed Mu Nannan across the counter in anger and anger:
"You little brat, what qualifications do you have to teach me!"

Xu is because she works in a supply and marketing cooperative and can make a lot of money. She looks fatter than ordinary people and has a lot of strength.

Mu Jianfeng, who was holding his daughter defenseless, was pushed back by her and staggered a bit.

"careful!"

Xu Lan hurried to pull him.

But because Mu Nannan leaned, the thing he was holding in his little hand smashed to the ground.

Clap.

The glass bottle shattered, and red liquor spilled all over the floor.

The aroma of the wine spreads.

After several seconds, Mu Nannan blinked and reacted.

"liquor……"

"The wine we make..."

Her little milk voice was crying:

"Sprinkled..."

The family walked for several hours to pick the grapes on the mountain road, and the tired uncle and the others suffered from back pain for several days.

She opened the jar carefully, for fear of spilling a drop.

But now, more than a pound has been spilled all at once.

She pouted slightly, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Baby don't cry, don't cry."

The little girl's white and tender face can't be wronged.

Xu Lan took her over in distress, hugged and patted her.

Mom's hand gently patted her back, causing her grievance to explode.

"Woooo..."

Mu Nannan quietly buried herself on her mother's shoulder and cried.

The members of the Mu family listened, and they felt a pain in their hearts.

Nan Bao never cried again except when he was born, he cried twice.

Anyone who saw it said that this little doll is very good to not cry or make trouble.

Mu Jianfeng clenched his fists, and he walked a few steps behind the counter, pulling the salesman by the collar and pulling her to find her leader.

"what--"

The salesperson screamed:

"What are you doing, you hillbilly?!"

"Help, help!"

"The dirt legs of the country have gone mad!"

Her colleagues and the guests who came to buy things from the supply and marketing agency came to watch the fun.

Soon a crowd gathered.

Mu Jianfeng gave her a cold face and pulled her away.

The sales clerk rolled around and refused to go, Ma Yuehong and the others watched with cold eyes.

"what happened?"

A middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit walked in from the crowd.

Looking at the farce in front of me, I asked other salespeople who were watching the fun:
"What happened?"

"manager."

The salesperson called him respectfully, and then asked:
"I came here not long ago, and I didn't see the whole process..."

"Are you the manager of the supply and marketing agency?"

Mu Jianfeng spoke coldly.

The middle-aged man looked at the person he was holding, frowned invisibly, and then nodded:
"Correct."

"I'm the manager here."

(End of this chapter)