After the separation, my wardrobe is modern

Chapter 20

Lin Erhu has been busy washing dishes and vegetables. There are not many vegetables left when he came here in the morning. Most customers prefer to eat cabbage and radishes in the pot. These can be put in place. Lin Erhu pushed the cart to buy them again. A basket came back.

Fortunately, they took a sip from the big tank at home, and Lin Xiaoman would carry two buckets of water and pour it in when he was not busy. Lin Erhu was washing vegetables and pots in the backyard all the time.

Seeing that the chicken in the pot was about to be sold out, Lin Xiaoman divided the remaining chicken into several clay pots, and only waited for customers to come to buy them before serving them.

"Are you the little beauty who sells spicy hot pot chicken? Look up and show me."

Lin Xiaoman frowned when he heard the flirtatious teasing while washing the cauldron. He turned around and saw a greasy-faced man looking at her with his head tilted. He was holding a folding fan towards her chin. .

Behind him, a group of servants dressed as thugs also stared at her and smiled maliciously, "Little beauty, give us a smile."

Lin Xiaoman took a step back to avoid his fan, "This guest, do you want to eat hot pot chicken?"

The man chuckled, "I don't want to eat chicken, I want to eat the little beauty! Give me a taste of the little beauty."

Anger flashed in Lin Xiaoman's eyes, "Guests, please respect yourself!"

The man laughed wildly at the follower behind him, "The little beauty makes me respect myself? Tell her who I am."

A servant stood behind him, his chin raised and his whole body swaying, "My uncle is Uncle Qian, the brother-in-law of the prefect of Wuzhou. In this small Qingping County, there are four gambling houses, three restaurants, and two teahouses. A brothel, you are lucky to see you today, pack up and go with the uncle."

Lin Xiaoman took two steps back in disgust, but Uncle Qian followed closely and took three steps forward, reaching out to touch Lin Xiaoman's face, "Little beauty, why are you hiding? Let's go back with the uncle to eat delicious food and drink spicy food. "

Lin Xiaoman dodged to dodge, picked up the chicken pot placed next to him, and threw it at Uncle Qian.

Uncle Qian subconsciously avoided the pot that was thrown at him, but was still poured on his thigh by the spilled soup, which made him scream in agony, and he said angrily, "Little girl, don't you want to show shame? In Qingping County , you are the first one who dares to pour hot soup on the uncle. Why are you still standing there? The little bitch rewarded you."

There was excitement in the eyes of his servants, just as he was about to charge forward, he saw Lin Xiaoman picking up a hot soup pot again, looking at me, I looked at you, and backed away involuntarily.

Lin Xiaoman stared angrily, "Let's see who dares to come over!"

Lin Erhu had just gone to the backyard to wash the dishes, and when he heard his sister's roar, he grabbed the vegetable knife and rushed over, "Who dares to touch my sister? Eat a kitchen knife from me!"

Although he was holding a knife in his hand, those followers didn't pay him any attention. They exchanged winks and scattered around, intending to take care of the siblings.

The customers who had eaten well at the stall all recognized Mr. Qian, knew that he should not be messed with, so they put down their chopsticks and hurried away.

Lin Xiaoman was flustered. Although she was strong, she had never fought in such a big way, and she didn't know if she could fight so many people.

But at this time, you can't be cowardly, because if you coax the waiting for their siblings, life might be worse than death.

Seeing the group of people come over, he gritted his teeth, picked up the bench next to him, and smashed them on the heads of the followers.

Several people underestimated Lin Xiaoman, and when they saw the bench hit, they tilted their heads to dodge, but Lin Xiaoman's bench was so fast and accurate that he dodged his head, the bench turned around, and hit his shoulders and back again.

There was the sound of bones and benches breaking, and painful wailing sounded from the street, "Master, this little girl has strength."

Seeing Lin Xiaoman approaching Uncle Qian who was dragging his injured leg and trying to escape from the battle circle, a follower kicked Lin Erhu to the ground from behind, and someone beside him rushed forward and snatched the kitchen knife in his hand, and put it against Lin Erhu's body. neck.

"If you don't want to see your brother die, stop!"

Lin Xiaoman had to stop and turn around. When he saw the knife on Lin Erhu's neck, anger rolled in his eyes, "If you dare to hurt him, I will kill you all today."

Having just seen Lin Xiaoman's bravery, no one thought her words were just threats.

Especially Uncle Qian, he regretted that he shouldn't have provoked this lunatic woman, and he also hated his follower, if he can't beat him, can't he lift him up and run away?Why did you hold his younger brother hostage?Do you really dare to kill people?
Just as the two parties were confronting each other, they heard a low, hoarse voice that sounded like a voice-changing period, "In broad daylight, the sky is bright, are you trying to rob civilian girls in the street?"

Lin Xiaoman followed the prestige, and saw the young man in blue shirt not far away at the table, his face became even colder, as if he was angry because he was interrupted to eat.

The rough book boy next to him had a long whip in his hand, and was about to whip it up and down. Seeing Lin Xiaoman looking over, he gave her a comforting look, "Don't be afraid, little shopkeeper, I'm here to help you."

Uncle Qian hadn't suffered much in these years. First, he was scalded by Lin Xiaoman, then chased and beaten by Lin Xiaoman in the street, and now he was threatened by two unfamiliar strangers. He felt aggrieved.

Don't look at them harming the village all day long, they have never seen a hard stubble because of their power.

Now, holding a bench and staring at tigers, while dancing with a long whip, Uncle Qian rolled his eyes, he couldn't bear the loss in front of him!He sat down on the ground and wailed, "It hurts, it hurts to death. Are you all dead? Don't you know how to help the uncle to see the doctor?"

Several attendants looked at each other, pushed Lin Erhu away who was being held hostage, picked up Uncle Qian and ran away.

"Master, why are you hurt so badly? Does it hurt? We'll take you to the doctor right now."

"That's right, the uncle's injury is the most important thing. We'll take care of this little girl when I turn around. If you dare to pour hot soup on the uncle, we will send her to the door to kowtow to the uncle to admit her mistake."

"It's not enough to just kowtow to admit your mistakes. This kind of shameless little girl should be sent to Baihualou for the fun of the old men."

Several people ran away carrying Uncle Qian while they were talking, but Lin Xiaoman was annoyed by the obscene language they uttered, "Let your mouths be full of dung!"

The bench in his hand slammed towards the group of people, only to hear an ouch, the person who ran last was hit in the thigh, and fell forward, several people rolled into a ball, and Mr. Qian was crushed underneath and cursed, "Damn!" Open! Are they all pigs? They crushed me to death!"

The rough book boy rushed forward, screaming strangely.

He rushed to the front and slapped the person who couldn't run on the ground, and his whole body was in high spirits.

How could Uncle Qian and others suffer from this crime?The begging for mercy continued.

Until the book boy got addicted to smoking, no one on the ground could stand up again.

The book boy went to the street to push a flatbed cart, and stacked the people on the flatbed cart one by one. Fortunately, this time Uncle Qian was not pushed down at the bottom.

But lying on the top, when he opened his eyes, he met the book boy who was pushing the cart, and he quietly lifted the hem of his clothes to cover his face.

After loading the car, the book boy turned his head and shouted to Young Master Qingshan: "Master, let's go! These people must be carefully interrogated when they are brought back."

The young man in green shirt got up, walked a few steps, then backed away, put down a silver coin on the table, picked up a pot of unsold chicken pot, and walked away like a stroll behind the school boy pushing the cart.

Lin Erhu stood beside Lin Xiaoman with a worried expression on his face, and after a long time, he said quietly: "Sister, the car they pushed away looks like we borrowed it from Uncle Daqiang's house?"

(End of this chapter)