The sturdy little peasant girl, the rough man is the favorite of the gods

Chapter 117
"Why do you say that there is something wrong with the hawthorn balls I sell? Little dolls are the most gluttonous, eating and licking here and there. Don't think that I am a woman, so you can bully me and blackmail me!"

Originally, the woman was only suffering because of the child, her tone was a bit fierce, and the expression on her face was quite gentle.

Now when she heard Lu Minghua's sophistry, she immediately became angry and bloody, and she was about to demolish Lu Minghua's stall when she went up, cursing and swearing.

"Woman? My mother is also a woman! Now my son has a health problem. If you don't take responsibility, then don't even think about setting up a stall today!"

The people around also felt that Lu Minghua was a little unreasonable. He kept his mouth shut just to bully her and blackmail her. He had no intention of solving the matter at all. He was really not a good stall owner.

The one who was going to buy hawthorn balls at Lu Minghua's stall, seeing her attitude, shook his head and left the stall as soon as he put away the things in his hand.

Seeing this, how could Lu Minghua accept it?
She just started selling and managed to make some money. Now that a woman has ruined her business, she really can't bear it!

As soon as the hawthorn balls were put away, Lu Minghua wiped his hands on the apron twice, put one hand on his hip aggressively, and pointed at the woman with the other to scold.

"You shameless thing! My baby ate a bad stomach, blame it on my mother, don't you think my mother is easy to bully? Anyway, my mother's business is gone, let's see how I can deal with it..."

Before Lu Minghua could finish his arrogant words, several women suddenly appeared beside the woman, all of them glaring at her angrily, so frightened that she swallowed the rest of her words.

"You keep talking, how do you deal with me? Originally, I was just angry that the child suffered. Now, if you don't pay enough compensation, I will come to your stall every day to make trouble! Let's see who can't afford it!"

Surrounded by several old sisters, the woman became more and more aggressive, and looked at Lu Minghua with disdain in her eyes.

Knowing that she had gotten into trouble, Lu Minghua didn't dare to make a fuss anymore, but she was unwilling to make her pay for it.

What's more, she has only sold things for a day or two, how can she make a lot of money?If she really asked her to pay, wouldn't these two days be in vain!

Thinking of this, Lu Minghua lowered his head, not daring to look at the person opposite him, while rolling his eyes, thinking about the solution quickly in his mind.

When she was in a state of desperation, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the hawthorn balls in the woman's hand from the corner of her eye, and her mind suddenly burst into light. Excited, she suddenly raised her head, but her tone suddenly became weak.

"Several old sisters, please calm down first. If it is really my hawthorn ball that caused the problem, then I will apologize to you."

"Actually, it's not that I don't want to make compensation. It's just that my family is struggling and I'm almost out of control. I finally sold hawthorn balls for two days and made a little money. I also have to buy medicine for the children in my family. That's why I... ..."

When it came to the miserable place, Lu Minghua simply cried out loud, and the tears flowed out as if he didn't want money. It was really sad for those who heard it, and tears for those who heard it.

But in just a short time, some spectators were already incited by Lu Minghua's words and started to speak for her.

Seeing that the wind direction was deflecting a little bit, Lu Minghua lowered his head and secretly laughed a few times, and continued to sell his misery to win sympathy.

"Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. I have to take care of my son every day. I don't have that much time to make this stuff. It was recommended by a friend, so I bought it wholesale from other places."

"Now that something is wrong, I really can't afford it. How about you go to their shop and ask? They are such a big shop, they must give you more compensation!"

Sobbing and talking, Lu Minghua saw that two old sisters had been moved by what she said, she immediately stepped up and grabbed the woman's hand tightly, making it impossible for the other party to break free, and at the same time The crying became more and more miserable.

"You can just do it, take pity on our family..."

The woman was not cruel at first, but seeing Lu Minghua like this, she couldn't bear it, pulled her child over, and said, "Although you are not the one who makes hawthorn balls, you will have problems Hawthorn balls are sold to my children."

"Now it's a fact that my child is not feeling well. As long as you are willing to apologize to the child, I will listen to you and go to Jiang Yao from the wholesale shop to settle the score."

She never expected that she was crying so sad, and the other party was still doing this trick. Lu Minghua hated him tightly, but he had to smile and apologize to the child.

"Look, what a good little doll, I'm really sorry, it's all because of my ignorance that caused you to suffer, it's really pitiful!"

Seeing that Lu Minghua apologized very simply, and persuaded by the two old sisters around, the woman finally gave up her plan to continue to settle accounts with Lu Minghua.

But the justice of his children must be sought, and the compensation must not be less, otherwise how can he be worthy of all the sufferings of his children?

After walking for a long time, the lady came to Jiang Yao's wholesale shop.

Seeing the hustle and bustle inside, she frowned instantly, as if what she came to was not a food shop, but some kind of garbage dump.

Still the same as before, the woman didn't save any face for the seller, she led her son straight to the shop, and yelled in the direction of the counter unceremoniously.

"Which one is Jiang Yao from your shopkeeper, hurry up and call me out!"

Hearing this, everyone in the shop couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at the source of the sound.

Zhong He, who happened to be fiddling with shelves in the shop, also looked over, and when he saw the woman holding a child by her hand, he subconsciously frowned.

He had been the tavern keeper for so long, and after thinking about this posture for a while, he understood what was going on. Most likely, there was something wrong with the woman's child.

This kind of people usually come to ask for an explanation, or to ask for compensation, which makes sense.

But this woman... called Jiang Yao's name out of her mouth, obviously she came prepared, which made Zhong He nervous.

No matter how powerful their shopkeeper is, she is just a teenage girl, and he can't let the shopkeeper be on top.

As a result, when the woman saw that it was the man Zhong He who came forward, her complexion became even worse in an instant, and she didn't buy it at all.

"What I'm looking for is Jiang Yao, your shopkeeper. You can see that he's just a servant who can't be the master. Hurry up and let you be the masters!"

Being looked down upon again, Zhong He still got a little tempered after all.

He was about to open his mouth to refute when someone touched his arm suddenly.

Then Jiang Yao was already standing in front of him to the right, with a decent smile on her lips, and a childish girlish voice, full of kindness.

(End of this chapter)