Chapter 142 Second Sister
Fu Bo has a few friends in this market.

He first took Du Juan and Shang Rong to a grain and oil shop and asked them to wait for a while. Then he called a young man who sold pork to go with him to meet the guy who was following them.

The owner of the grain and oil shop was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a slanting scar on his forehead. He looked a bit fierce, but he was very polite. He brought out stools for the two of them to sit on and asked if they wanted some soda.

There was no need for soda. Du Juan told him to mind his own business and ignore the two of them.

About ten minutes later, the young man that Fu Bo brought came back in a hurry and said that Fu Bo was being held hostage by someone and was outside the market.

Aren't they going to catch the person who was following them? Why are they being blamed?
The young man said, “It’s a girl.”

female?

Du Juan: "Where is it? Take me to see it."

At this time, at the three-way intersection outside the market.

Fu Bo was being grabbed by the arm by a woman in an orange shirt and a red striped skirt.

Fu Bo's face turned red with anger. He warned the woman, "Are you going to let go or not? If not, I will hit you."

The woman raised her chin and said arrogantly, "Hey, you acted like a hooligan and you still want to run away? I tell you, no way! Come on, follow me to the police station now."

The woman wanted to drag Fu Bo outside, but she didn't have enough strength to do so.

Fu Bo said angrily: "Who the hell is calling you a hooligan? If you keep saying that, I'll beat you up!"

The woman pointed at him and said, "Look, look, you want to beat people up when you don't agree with something. What kind of person is this but a hooligan? Look, come and see, this hooligan actually tore my clothes in broad daylight, and even wanted to beat me up after I caught him.

Is there any kind-hearted man or woman who can help me find the security team? "

Seeing more and more people gathering around to watch the commotion, the woman still thought the matter was not serious enough and actually asked someone to help her call the police.

Fu Bo wanted to curse, because this person was wearing a big straw hat and blending in with the crowd. He never expected that the person following them all the way was actually a woman, and a shameless woman at that.

Fu Bo had been hiding at the base of the wall at the corner. When the man caught up with her on a bicycle, he lifted her hat off and grabbed her by the collar.

I don’t know if it was because the quality of this man’s clothes was too poor or Fu Bo was just strong enough, but he tore off a button on the top of his clothes.

This is serious.

The woman immediately grabbed him and said he was a hooligan.

What kind of hooliganism did Fu Bo do?
He didn't touch anything through the clothes.

Fu Bo was also very angry about being slandered, and shouted: "Who dares to call the police? I'm not a hooligan. She followed me first, and she turned the tables after I caught her."

The woman said, "Who said I was following you? Why would a grown woman like me follow you? Are you so shameless? I was just passing by but you said I was following you. Is this road yours? Or do you think you are Pan An? Any woman would have to follow you."

When the onlookers heard this, they all started laughing.

As things have developed to this point, many people have believed what the woman said.

Someone stepped forward and offered to help the woman send Fu Bo to the police station.

Fu Bo was going crazy.

If this kind of thing really gets reported to the police station, honestly he'll be the one to suffer.

After all, it was indeed he who broke the man's collar button, and many people saw it.

But what he called tracking was just a one-sided suspicion, with no actual evidence at all.

Fu Bo's eyes gradually became fierce. He carefully memorized the woman's appearance in his mind and prepared to run away first.

Two men who were curious about this wanted to go over and control Fu Bo. At this time, Du Juan came over and shouted at the woman, "Second sister, why did you run out again?"

It turned out that the woman was none other than Du Juan's second sister Du He.

Du He is six years older than Du Juan. She is already twenty-four years old and has been married for several years.

Du He married pretty well, at least in the eyes of the villagers.

Her husband's family lives in the town, in a house facing the street, and they usually sell some groceries like oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc.

In everyone's eyes, being able to open a shop and make money is not a bad thing at all, and it is always better than digging for food in the dirt.

In the first two years after Du He got married, the business in the store was pretty good. Although the market on the street had fixed days and there was business every day like in the city, it was still okay. At least she could earn fifty or sixty yuan a month, which was enough to buy food and meat.

During those two years, Du He didn't have to do much farm work. He only planted half of the family's land, which was enough for the family to eat.

At that time, every time Du He returned to the village, she was the object of everyone's envy. She wore a small suit, black leather shoes, and had long nails, like a young lady.

Those who once laughed at her as a flower stuck in cow dung have now shut up.

So what if a man is not good-looking? As long as he has good conditions and his family can make money, it is much better than finding a man with good looks but no conditions.

After all, looking good is only temporary, but living a good life lasts a lifetime.

That’s right, Du He’s man is average looking, only 1.7 meters tall, with dark skin, small eyes and thick lips, and he doesn’t look handsome at all.

But Du He is good-looking.

Among the people in the Du family, Du He and Du Juan look somewhat similar.

Both of them have fair skin, big eyes, and standard oval faces. These features alone make them far superior to ordinary people.

It’s just that Du He inherited some of Xiang Shanhua’s looks: her nose is too small, her lips are relatively thin, and she looks a little bit sarcastic.

Du Juan looks very much like her grandmother who died early, and she inherited her good looks from that grandmother through a different generation.

Du Lan looks a bit like Du Jiuping, with an average appearance overall.

The same goes for the men in the Du family. None of them inherited the good genes from their ancestors. They all look like the people in the Du family, with dark skin and wide faces.

When Du He reached the age for marriage, Du Juan was still young and had not yet fully grown.

So Du He was considered the most beautiful girl in the village at that time. Matchmakers who came to discuss marriage often came to her house, and many good-looking young men lined up for her to choose from.

Du He looked around and chose her current man.

This guy doesn't look good, but he's from the town and his family runs a shop that can make money.

Du He doesn't look at appearance, he looks at reality.

Indeed, she lived a comfortable life for two or three years, but afterwards, as people's living standards improved, more and more people came to the town to do business, and their grocery store business had no uniqueness or competitiveness, so it gradually became difficult to do.

The business was not making any money, and Du He had young children and elderly parents to take care of at home. She was lazy and didn't want to work in the fields anymore. She was often scolded by her mother-in-law at home, and her life was not easy.

Otherwise, if Xiang Shanhua asked her to come and see Du Juan this time, she would not have come.

What a hassle.

She has disliked this silly sister since she was a child.

But in the morning, looking at the drastically changed Du Juan, she felt that her trip was right.


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