After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 161
Today, the sky is blue.

Nan Jiuli and 'Rong Xuesheng' have spent most of their time in the post house since they came to Qiannan. It is rare that the weather is good today and they are in a good mood.

The two of them wandered around the market, apart from wanting to feel the customs of Qiannan, it could be considered as a kind of private visit.

The bustling market, the boss's yelling and selling, the red-faced customers arguing with the boss, and the street buskers beating their waist drums... All kinds of sounds show the various aspects of life.

This is the most ordinary life of the people at the bottom. In order to support their families, they wake up early and stay late, leave early and return late, but they also rely on their own hands to work hard.

But, wherever you go, there will always be some bullying people.

"Old woman, you haven't paid your stall for a few days. As for the money, if you don't pay it today, believe it or not, I will smash your stall..."

In front of a wonton stand, a man with a knife scar on his face was rudely kicking the table in front of the wonton stand, scaring several customers who were eating wontons to run away immediately.

"Don't...don't go..." The owner of the wonton stall is an old woman with white hair. The old woman is obviously old and has trouble walking.

He watched those guests run away without paying, but the man with the scar didn't care about it, and just kept on being there.

"Hey old woman, you are deaf, I am asking you, did you hear me?"

"As for the money, if you don't pay the money, don't blame me for ruining the stall now."

As he said that, he impatiently kicked the stall again, and immediately the egg basket on the stall was smashed to pieces.

The old woman looked at the eggs all over the floor with distress. These were the eggs she had saved enough money to buy. She planned to go back tonight to nourish her grandson's health, but in the end they were all smashed like this. How can she eat them?
Thinking of the death of her only son, the loss of her daughter-in-law and the fact that there is a grandson waiting to be raised at home, the old woman felt sad.

But life still has to be lived, for the sake of her grandson, she can't fall down yet.

Wiping the tears that overflowed from her eyes, the old lady looked at the man with the scar in pleading voice, "Master, can you do me a favor, and can you allow me a few more days for the money?"

"As you can see, the old woman's business is not very good, and she doesn't earn a lot of money every day. There is still a grandson to support at home..."

Listening to the old woman's narration of the tragic situation at home, people with a little bit of sympathy probably felt compassion early, but it's a pity that they met a black-hearted man like the scarred man.

"Old woman, I tell you, don't make trouble with this, it's none of my business what's going on in your family."

"I'm not doing charity, everyone has to be lenient, I'm going to drink the northwest wind by myself."

"Hurry up and get the money, don't worry about it anymore, I don't have much patience to spend with you here."

The man with the scar yelled in a rough voice, and the old woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to say any more, and just stood aside in embarrassment.

It's not that she wants to sell miserably, the main reason is that the money she makes at the wonton stall in a day is only enough for the family's food for a day at most.

If all the money was handed over, let alone not enough, their family would have to starve all day.

As an old woman, she can survive when she is hungry, but what about her little grandson?
Seeing that the old woman remained silent, the scarred man's complexion sank, and his already dark face looked even more terrifying.

The people around were quite sympathetic to the old woman, thinking whether they should help to talk, but when they saw the scar man's unfriendly appearance, they were so frightened that they couldn't say anything, and they didn't dare to breathe.

"Old woman, you don't want to tell me that you have no money again, do you? I'm tired of hearing this."

"Hmph, since you don't want to pay, then don't let me open this stall."

After finishing speaking, he kicked heavily at the table leg closest to him. In an instant, one table leg was kicked to pieces, and the whole table immediately fell to the ground, smashing the dishes and chopsticks all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)