Spicy Wife in Charge: Taming the Military Gangster

Santana out of town

Looking up, you can see rows of small bungalows, snow covered eaves, chimneys, and light soot in the air.

Turning into a muddy road, the car goes on the narrow road... All kinds of "illegal" buildings are built around, including civil small warehouses and brick kitchens. Children cry and their wives cry in the Hutong, which is a place of "uneasiness".

The car barely stopped outside a courtyard, with a single black paint door and no special mark on the door

Three people push open the gate of the courtyard and walk slowly into it. Looking around, the courtyard is not big. There are two tile roofed houses with coal and firewood on the wall. Although it is a suburb, the conditions are not as good as Bai Changxi's.

Chang Hongyan is older and likes to get ahead of others. She goes straight to the house and shouts, "Qin Yijian? At home? "

"Ah! Here we are With a promise in the room and a curtain on the door, an 18-or-9-year-old girl came out. Although she was not beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were pretty. Her two black braids hung down to her waist. She was thin and shy? Come in, my grandfather is out. He'll be back in a moment

Fang Yinuo is kind and smiles at the girl, "Chu Xiaoman, I'd like to introduce a new guest to you. This is Bai. I also want to order some clothes in your house!"

"Well! Come in Chu Xiaoman took his body aside and said, "thanks for taking care of my business, otherwise..."

During the day, I didn't have time to listen to her. I took advantage of their greetings and looked around the room... Entering the door is the "workroom". There is a single bed in the corner. There is a cutting table by the window. It has all kinds of cloth threads on it. Beside the door is an old sewing machine, which is also an American Shengjia brand antique machine. Although it is dark and old, the machine head, frame, frame, etc The panel and other accessories are complete, even the copper trademark on the fuselage is intact... If this thing is put in modern times, the value of collection will be high!

Looking inside, it's a small bedroom. There's a double bed against the wall. There's a lot of scattered cloth, buttons, tape measures and sewing supplies on the floor

She turned her head to Chu Xiaoman and said, "do you all do manual work in your family? Why don't you use a sewing machine? "

Chu Xiaoman was a little surprised. "You just have a look and you know we don't use machines? Do you know how to cut? "

Do you know how to cut?

Let alone such a small workshop

Even if it was a garment factory with hundreds of people, she could see the way in it when she opened her eyes! I like making clothes, too! "

Chu Xiaoman lowered his head and subconsciously fiddled with the corners of his clothes with his hands. "We don't have much work in our family. The sewing machine is a little old, and it's not... Er, change! Anyway, I'm quick! I'll do it when my grandfather cuts it! "

Listen, they can't afford a new sewing machine

A tailor without a hand-in-hand machine is like a carpenter without a hammer... Can't even afford to eat like a guy?

It seems that their family is difficult enough!

During the day, she narrowed her eyes... With her years of experience, as long as she is willing to talk about money? There's nothing that can't be solved!

Suddenly I heard the door ring, and then the cold wind poured in along the crack of the open door. A little old man in his sixties came in. His face turned yellow, his back was slightly bent because of his hard work, but his hands were very white.

As soon as he saw the girl in the room, he laughed. Although he lowered his head, his eyes were full of calm and steady, and his voice was not big. He had a soft voice from the south of the Yangtze River. "Is Miss Chang coming? Is Xiao Fang there, too? "

Another sweep of the day, "haven't you seen this girl? What's your name

Before waiting for her to speak, the yard was rowing, screaming and crying. Fang Yinuo held the window and looked around, "Oh, Chu Xiaoman, is that your mother?"

Old Qin tou didn't have to look at what was going on outside. He stamped his foot, picked up the fire hook behind the door, and rushed out, with girls following him.

At the door, five or six men in bell bottoms and blue coats were smashing things in the yard. Behind the coal pile, there was a woman with hair and hair. Looking carefully, her eyebrows looked like Qin Yijian.

The woman's face was covered with blood, but her expression didn't matter... Maybe she was used to it. "Don't smash it, you guys. Don't you just want money? My dad has! We have something to say! "

Old Qin's face turned white with anger, "Qin Fengxiang! What did I do in my last life to give birth to a debt collector like you? "

A few men were holding cigarettes askew, "hello... Old Qin, don't say it's useless! When will you pay back the money you owe? Our fourth master is not easy to talk! "

A look at their arrogant speech and behavior, that is, such as a fake package of local ruffians!

The gate was full of people talking about it, but no one dared to come forward

"Fourth master? Pan Silong, who's so sharp? Half the provincial capital is his! Is Qin Fengxiang really crazy about gambling? How dare you borrow money from him? "

"Shh, brother Wang, keep your voice down. If you talk too much, you will get into trouble!"

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Qin Yijian waved the stove hook in his hand, "you want money, don't you? No, To death? Three of our grandparents and grandchildren died here together! "

The leading thug pushed the blue cotton hat on his forehead, "Ouch! Scare me? Why not? Brothers, the yard has been smashed. Let's have a look in the room! "

As he spoke, he really rushed to the room... With no one else in his eyes.

Afraid of destroying his work in the house, Lao Qin tried his best to stop him. After all, he was old and frail. He was pushed down without two strokes. He was probably in a hurry, and he didn't care. He was sitting on the doorstep, waving the hook of the stove. One mistake cut someone's palm, and blood splashed all over the floor

The ruffians were annoyed and kicked him to the ground. They beat and scolded him fiercely. "How dare you fight, old man? Kill you

Qin Yijian curls up and protects his head with his hands. Blood oozes from his nose and mouth. Chu Xiaoman rushes up and tears with the crowd. After a few moves, he is pushed down

Qin Fengxiang saw that her father and daughter had suffered a loss, and rushed up with a cry

In an instant, the yard became a mess

Chaos!

What a mess!

Yelling, yelling, yelling

How many young and strong men beat up a weak family?

I can't stand it any longer!