Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 697
Shen Jiao originally wanted to go up and persuade the two children to leave, but before she could pass, the fighting situation over there escalated.

"I call you Yan Mingliang because I think highly of you. You don't even know where your own father is. What qualifications do you have to compare with my father? Return your father? Is that your father?"

The tone of the Bao family child was extremely disdainful, every word and every sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing into the flesh and blood of a person, Shen Jiao couldn't help frowning, what could such a private child know?It's not taught by adults!

Shen Jiao's impression of Guo Lijiao was even worse. She didn't slap people in the face when she hit someone, and she didn't expose her shortcomings when she cursed. Guo Lijiao taught children like this, it was really uneducated!
The words of the children of the Bao family caused several children to burst into laughter, their expressions were full of disdain.
The precipice of my own home cannot allow even an inch of it to drop!

Hu Zi was poked by the Bao family child, his eyes were red with anger, and he shouted: "Young master beat you to death, you rotten bun, your mouth is as smelly as your mother's dick!"

Shen Jiao heard the black line, why are the kids so powerful nowadays?
"Little bastard, do you dare to hit the young master?"

The Bao family child covered his eyes and screamed angrily, as if he had been punched by a tiger.

Huzi doesn't talk nonsense with him, his father (seriously) taught him that when fighting, you only need to fight, you don't need too much nonsense, beat the person to the ground, and then kill him!
"I'm beating you, you little bastard. Looking at your ugly face, you can tell that your father is also an idiot, not even a finger of my dad's!"

Huzi went up and punched again, knocking down the Bao family child, a chubby little boy, his expression and tone were more arrogant than the little fat Bao family boy just now, and he was also more defiant.

The corners of Shen Jiao's mouth twitched when she saw it, and she didn't plan to go up to persuade the fight, it's better to stand aside and watch the show, anyway, it seems that the tiger can't suffer much!
"My dad doesn't know how good he is, your dad can't even compare with mine!"

The little fat man refused to do it anymore, he got up and was about to fight back, his face was made like a painted cat, it looked quite funny.

"Then your bear bag is definitely not your father's seed, who knows where it came from!"

Huzi easily put the little fat man on the ground again, stepped on Mr. Bao's back, looked down at him, and said something extremely ugly, it was revenge for the little fat man's insulting him just now!
"What are you still doing? You are blind!"

The little fat man was so angry that he kept twisting his body, but he couldn't get rid of Huzi's feet no matter what. This extremely insulting lying posture deeply stimulated the little fat man's not-so-strong heart, and he finally went crazy.

then--

The two factions were caught in a melee. For a moment, the yellow sand was flying, and the gold and iron horses. Shen Jiao could only see a group of people wrestling together. It was impossible to tell who was who. in the ears.

"Get out, this is our territory!"

"If you want to get out, it's you who get out, the whole thing is our boss's territory, hum, there are things that don't know Taishan!"

"Put your mother's stinky farts on, this is the Iron Three Regiment, do you know who the boss of the Iron Third Regiment is? Don't even try to show your prestige!"

……

No wonder Liu Aifang and Jiang Yuying came to the door yesterday?

Shen Jiao shook her head, she didn't dare to underestimate Guo Lijiao, now it's not just about the clothing factory, but about the man's face, she can't let Han Qixiu down!

The leading lady of the regiment, she really has to keep it!

You must step on Guo Lijiao!
Shen Jiao's fighting spirit was high for a moment, and she walked up to the brats who were still in the scuffle with full of energy, and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Huzi, who had been watching the battle on the little fat man, looked at Shen Jiao in surprise, and shouted, "Aunt Jiao is here, we're not doing anything, we're just playing!"

The little fat man, who had been lying down like a dog eating shit, cried out in grief and indignation: "Yan Mingliang, let me go, if you have the guts, let's single out!"

"You can get up on your own, you can't even get up, and you're just picking a fart!" Huzi smiled contemptuously, and shook his legs, shaking a few pieces of fat, trembling.

Shen Jiao suppressed a laugh, and roared again, the brats noticed that an adult was coming, and scattered like birds and beasts one by one, looking at Shen Jiao from a distance.

The place was quickly cleared, leaving only the tiger and the little fat man on the ground.

"Huzi, let this child go!" Shen Jiao persuaded.

Huzi lifted his foot reluctantly, and said to Shen Jiao: "Aunt Jiao, you don't know how smelly this rotten steamed stuffed bun is, so it's not good to teach him a lesson, he really thinks he is a Nanxiang soup dumpling! "

"Yan Mingliang, I'll beat you to death!"

The little fat man rushed up like a gust of wind while Huzi was talking to Shen Jiao, he got half a brick in his hand from nowhere, if he really let him drop it all at once, Huzi's head would explode.

Shen Jiao's pretty face darkened, she stepped forward and patted the little fat man's neck numbness, the little fat man's hand went numb, and the brick fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Don't meddle in your own business, you bitch, I'll cut you to death!"

The little fat man glared at Shen Jiao bitterly, what he said was indeed like rotten buns, it smelled very bad, Shen Jiaozhen frowned, her palms were itching, she really wanted to slap this little fat man a few times!

"Snapped"

Huzi fulfilled this wish for Shen Jiao, rushed forward and slapped his face, cursing: "Who are you scolding? Hum again and I'll smash your mouth!"

"What are you doing?"

A sharp female voice sounded, and soon a young woman rushed over, glaring at Shen Jiao with bitter hatred on her face.

　The third one is Nanxiang soup dumpling, which is an old brand in Shanghai. It is a delicious soup dumpling.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)