Eighty Hot Wife: Marry a Rough Man and Raise Babies

Chapter 62

"You really don't want to move?"

Zhao Da shook his head in a motherly air, "Don't move!"

Jiang Mianmian sneered, and asked Jiang's mother to open the side door, giving way to the entrance of the alley.

"Everyone line up, we'll start selling cold noodles right away!"

Everyone understood in an instant, and quickly stood in line in front of the side door. In order not to block the storefronts of other stores, they took the initiative to turn.

In this way, Aunt Zhao's original booth was immediately blocked.

Mother Jiang glanced at her daughter appreciatively, and quickly started making cold noodles for everyone.

Jiang Mianmian gave the young man who bought the wrong cold noodles a free copy, "Eat a good breakfast, so you have the energy to go to work. It's not worth getting angry about this kind of person!"

Looking at the cold noodles in his hand, the young man was a little embarrassed and blushed.

He hurriedly took another [-] cents out of his pocket, and put it in the biscuit box when Jiang Mianmian couldn't take care of him, "Boss, thank you!"

When he was done, he closed his lunch box and ran away.

How could such a conscientious boss and such a weak girl be bullied!
Aunt Zhao looked at the people in front of the Jiang family's store one after another, blocking her booth tightly, with a particularly ugly expression on her face.

Time passed by, and the situation was still frozen. Aunt Zhao was quick to think of a way, and she hurriedly shouted.

"Cold noodles, 2 cents a piece! Great price reduction, only 2 cents! Don't miss it when you pass by!"

It's cheaper than ten cents, but she still doesn't believe that no one will buy it.

Just when she was full of confidence, no one came!

Could it be that the voice is too low?
Aunt Zhao turned up the volume a little more.

Still no one.

No one came, so she went to recruit herself.

Aunt Zhao walked to a place where there was no queue, and yelled loudly, "I can't eat cold noodles, it costs 2 cents, it's delicious."

Just when she was disheartened, she turned her head and saw someone was in front of the booth. She was overjoyed that there was a business!

With a smile all over her face, Aunt Zhao hurried back, "Here, come, do you want some cold noodles?"

"You are the owner of the stall? Hello, we are the police from the Liuyi Police Station. We received a call from comrades. You take money but don't give the goods. Please come with us."

It was police officer Gong and his colleagues who came here. He was on duty for his colleagues last night, and just now he was thinking about buying cold noodles at the Sancha intersection after get off work. Unexpectedly, someone came to report the crime.

A young man reported unscrupulous merchants, buying breakfast to steal money, maliciously occupying seats and so on.

Fortunately, the man met a kind-hearted boss who gave him a cold noodle, otherwise he would be hungry in the morning.

Police officer Gong looked at it, wasn't it the one he often went to?

After receiving the report, he quickly brought someone over to find out the situation.

The people queuing up next to him quickly complained: "Comrade policeman, this aunt blocked the entrance of the store, I can testify."

"That's right, I've met this aunt before. When the boss was selling breakfast, she came here to make trouble. She is really a good learner. She also sells whatever the boss sells. It is clear that she is deliberately targeting the boss!"

Officer Gong looked at Aunt Zhao expressionlessly, and said in a serious voice, "Please cooperate with us."

Aunt Zhao, whose mind was blank, suddenly panicked. She quickly explained and took money out of her apron pocket.

"Officer, I'm wronged. I didn't steal the money. It's not that I didn't give him cold noodles, but he didn't want it. You see, I've mixed everything. He...he doesn't want it.

I'm a small business, if it's like this, my business can't be done, I'm really wronged! "

Officer Gong signaled his colleague to take the money. The colleague took out an envelope, showed the money in front of everyone, and put 3 cents into the envelope.

Aunt Zhao was taken aback by his actions. She didn't understand what the police were doing, so she could only say weakly: "Officer, I gave you the money, so I don't have to go with you? I'm really Innocent!"

Officer Gong shook his head and said seriously: "Please pay attention to your words. The money is not given to me, but is temporarily kept by the police station as evidence. In specific circumstances, you need to go with us to the police station to make a record. Another client is currently in the facility."

Aunt Zhao really didn't want to send herself to the police station when she came out to sell cold noodles.

Is the police station a place where ordinary people can enter casually?
Haven't you skinned her?

"But I can't leave now, I still want to sell cold noodles!"

Aunt Zhao firmly grasped the handlebar, refusing to leave desperately.

Officer Gong frowned, and his tone was very tough.

"Please don't hinder us from handling the case, please cooperate, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

Aunt Qian's entire face turned completely white.

In the early years, anyone who was caught was either sent down or imprisoned.

She was terrified.

She didn't dare to use the crying and fussing that she usually used to deal with other people, for fear of making them angry and her end would be even worse.

Aunt Zhao was at a loss, her eyes turned red in an instant.

"I really didn't cheat money, police officer, I, you help me return the money to him, I really don't want to go to the police station, I'm afraid, I..."

Someone next to him couldn't help complaining: "Scared? Weren't you very proud just now? Now that you know you're scared, why did you go!"

"That's right, they didn't want to buy your house in the first place."

"Don't waste the policeman's time, there are still a lot of bad guys to catch!"

Aunt Zhao begged for mercy in every possible way, but the procedure at the police station was like this. The police officers enforced the law impartially and took the person away.

After the colleague took the person away, Officer Gong took off his clothes and took advantage of the opportunity to line up at the end of the line.

The crowd was still chattering about what happened just now.

When it was Officer Gong's turn, he raised his head and said, oh, acquaintance.

"This is your stall? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Jiang Mianmian, who collected the money, said with a warm smile, "This is my parents' stall. I came to help today, and I really troubled you just now."

"You, you, little troublemaker, it must be a bad thing to see you."

He shook his hands in a funny way, and as soon as the money was given, he took the cold noodles and walked away quite tired.

When Mother Jiang heard the conversation between the two, she hurriedly murmured, "Mianmian, do you know this police officer?"

"A few times."

People of the older generation are afraid of the police and always feel that the police control their lives and deaths. Mother Jiang's heart suddenly became hot when her daughter actually knew such a powerful person.

The movement is also exceptionally quick.

By the time everyone finished their work, it was past ten o'clock.

Only then did Mother Jiang have time to sit down, and quickly pulled her daughter's hand over, looked her up and down, "You're getting fatter."

Jiang Mianmian's hair was full of black lines, and he quickly took out the things Xu Anping brought back from the outside out of the net pocket.

"This is your son-in-law honoring you."

Jiang's mother looked at the soft fabric of the ready-made clothes, and suddenly felt distressed, "What kind of clothes do I wear as an old woman? It's soft, you can keep it."

"Mom, I have a lot of clothes. Now that you have a son-in-law who looks good to you, don't you want to wear clothes bought by your son-in-law to look good?"

Upon hearing her words, Jiang's mother instantly burst into a smile,

"The son-in-law is the half, and Anping is our son."

(End of this chapter)