Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 16 The Complaint Posture

The moonlight was cold, the night wind was slightly cool, and the air was eerily quiet.

Lin Nianhe patted his heart like the rest of his life after a catastrophe: "Fortunately, I put the mousetrap, otherwise I would have suffered a lot!"

She poked her head out from behind Wen Lan, looked at the inhuman hooligan and sneered, "You're just lucky, my pegboard hasn't been finished yet, or...haha!"

The surrounding audience looked at Lin Nianhe with complicated eyes, and unconsciously hugged himself with bad intentions, thankful that he was just thinking about it and hadn't had time to take action.

This Zhiqing Lin looks soft and deceitful, but I didn't expect him to be so easy to mess with!
Li Dahe's eyebrows were twisted into twists, and he wanted to kick the guy who climbed the wall of the female educated youth, but since he had nowhere to go, he could only say: "Get the mousetrap off him first!"

After a little more tossing around, this person will be in trouble.

A few strong guys came forward to pick up the mousetrap, perhaps out of contempt for hooligans, or they wanted to take this opportunity to show that they had no bad intentions. Their actions were not light, which directly caused him to be injured more and more, howling Worse than before.

After tossing and tossing for five or six minutes, the mousetrap was finally removed.

Li Dahe shone his flashlight on his face, and everyone saw the true face of this hooligan.

"Zhao Zhuangshi?"

Lin Nianhe frowned immediately when Li Dahe called out the gangster's name.

She had heard of this man's name for a long time, and Aunt Li had mentioned it emphatically when she was gossiping with her yesterday.

Zhao Zhuangshi is a well-known Erliuzi in the village. He hangs around the village all day long, either sneaking around or flirting with big girls and young wives.

His father died early, and there was only a shrew mother who protected the calf. He himself was tall and big, and he was domineering in the village, so no one dared to control him.

Normally, only the captain can say a few words when he can't see it.As far as this is concerned, Li Dahe can't say too much, lest Widow Zhao come to his house to spoil her.

When Li Dahe saw that it was Zhao Zhuangshi, he felt a headache and felt that his hair was short.

"My son!"

The ear-piercing screams echoed over the Educated Youth Spot again. Widow Zhao, who was wearing a patched black shirt, rushed to Zhao Zhuangshi's side. Seeing that Zhao Zhuangshi was just crying out for pain, she rolled up her sleeves and rushed towards Lin Nianhe:
"You black-hearted little bitch! How dare you let a mouse pinch my son! There is a dead girl who was born by a mother but not raised by a father. My mother will teach you a lesson!"

Lin Nianhe's eyes dimmed, and he raised his hand to push away Wen Lan, who was about to fight. He broke away from Wang Shumei's hand and met Widow Zhao.

She has to fight this one by herself!
Lin Nianhe's physical fitness is not as good as in his previous life, but he has rich fighting experience imprinted in his mind, and his skills are still sufficient.

She held Widow Zhao's wrist stretched out to her with her right hand, and controlled Widow Zhao with a small grab.

Wen Lan, who was just about to turn around to help, was shocked by Lin Nianhe's hand. She widened her eyes in astonishment, looking at Lin Nianhe with eagerness.

The other villagers also gasped and looked at Lin Nianhe in disbelief.

Lin Nianhe ignored their eyes and kicked Widow Zhao's ass, kicking her onto Zhao Zhuangshi who was still lying on the ground moaning.

"Ow—"

Zhao Zhuangshi was already sore from being trapped by the mousetrap, and then he was hit by his mother, and his whole body immediately curled up like a shrimp.

Widow Zhao also fell badly, and struggled to get up. After caring about her big son, she rolled her eyes, sat on the ground and patted her thigh, and howled: "Oh my God! I can't live this day Yes! The educated youth hit someone!"

Widow Zhao slapped her thighs, and Wang Shumei instinctively wanted to rub her legs.

The corners of the villagers' mouths twitched as they looked at the shameless Widow Zhao.

They sympathized with Lin Nianhe very much, but they really didn't dare to be the first bird.

Being targeted by these rascals, how can there be a stable life?They have seniors and subordinates, and they have to take care of their own small family.

Li Dahe stroked his hair and stepped forward boldly.

Others can be quails, but he can't ignore them!

It's hard to be a captain...

Seeing Li Dahe's tangled expression, Lin Nianhe immediately understood what he was worried about.

She took a step forward and said before Li Dahe could speak: "I put my mousetrap in my own yard. Your son Jipiao came over and stepped on my mousetrap. I haven't asked him to pay for my losses. You don't want to pay for it." The villain first filed a complaint."

Widow Zhao choked from crying, staring at Lin Nianhe with hanging eyes, like a ghost about to kill her: "What are you talking about? You still want me to lose money? Shame on you!"

Lin Nianhe blew the dust off his hands, and said lightly, "You don't want to pay? All right, then let's report to the police, and I'll pay for your son's medicine, and you'll pay for my mousetrap. Oh yes, I have to ask Comrade Public Security, how should the crime of hooliganism who turned over the wall of female educated youths in the middle of the night be punished?"

With a "crack", Widow Zhao swallowed all the nonsense.

She got up from the ground in a jerk, and dragged Zhao Zhuangshi up by the way, shaking her head again and again: "Don't report to the police, don't report to the police! My son just got drunk and went on the wrong road. I think I'm unlucky, and I won't let you pay for it." Not enough?"

"I don't admit that you're unlucky," Lin Nianhe raised his chin, a sly look flashed in his eyes, "I fell asleep soundly, but suddenly woke up..."

While talking, she suddenly covered her heart, and fell softly in Wang Shumei's direction: "Oh, my heart hurts...I can't do it, I have to go to the hospital..."

Wang Shumei reacted very quickly, she went forward to meet Lin Nianhe and raised her hand to help Lin Nianhe.

As soon as Lin Nianhe leaned into Wang Shumei's arms, she staggered two steps, and the two almost fell into a ball, looking pitifully.

A gust of cold wind made Lin Nianhe sneezed loudly.

This well-timed sneeze startled Widow Zhao, looking at Lin Nianhe's frail body, all she could think of was small money.

Losing money is impossible to lose money, absolutely impossible!

Widow Zhao immediately jumped up and down: "You hit me just now! I hurt too! I have to go to the hospital too!"

"Forget it!"

Yu Xiangqin stepped forward, crossed her hips and rolled her eyes at Widow Zhao: "You jumped three feet high, so you don't look like something is wrong?"

Only then did Widow Zhao realize that her posture of complaining was wrong, and she pulled Zhao Zhuangshi: "Then my son's injury can't be faked?"

"He asked for it!" Li Dahe yelled angrily, gave her a hard look, and warned, "Old Zhao's family, if you keep talking nonsense, I will really report it to the police!"

Widow Zhao closed her mouth embarrassingly, and beeped softly: "Anyway, I have no money to compensate her..."

Li Dahe gave her a sideways glance, and said to Zhao Zhuangshi who had been hiding behind Widow Zhao, "You start cleaning the cowshed tomorrow, and if you dare to cheat, we will report it to the police!"

Zhao Zhuangshi instinctively wanted to refuse, but before he could make a sound, he heard Lin Nianhe over there muttering: "Sister Shumei, I'm not going to die...you help me go back to the house to write a suicide note, I want to tell my dad Mom, I was frightened to death, murder for life..."

(End of this chapter)