: Injustice

Author: Egret Night Qilin

: Injustice

Yang Mu looked up and saw that Hang Qiurong's home was actually next to the Jin family, with the word "Hangfu" written on the large plaque.

Yang Mu nodded and turned around and wanted to leave.

But the woman grabbed her and said, "Heroine, can I know your name?"

Yang Mu thought that there was nothing that people could not know about this, so he said it.

The woman stood at the gate and recited it silently several times, remembering the name firmly.

By the time Yang Mu returned to South Street, Zhou Dazhuang and his wife had sold out the milk tea and only about ten pieces of cake were left.

When Mrs. Zhu saw Yang Mu back, she said to Yang Mu in a little embarrassed manner: "There are some milk teas coming...I, I..."

Seeing his wife's pitiful appearance, Zhou Dazhuang hurriedly answered: "My sister, I just left half of the bamboo tube of milk tea, which is not enough to sell, so I'll drink it!"

Sister Zhu hurriedly grabbed Yang Mu, shook her head and said, "No, no, it's... me."

She gritted her teeth and said, "I'm drinking it!"

Yang Mu blinked, thinking it was a big deal.

She said without saying: "Drink it, drink it. What's the most nervous thing?"

Could it be that I still ask you for money?

Unexpectedly, I had five cents more in my hand...

Yang Mu returned the money to Mrs. Zhu speechlessly and said, "Don't say that I've drunk half a cup of milk tea, it's nothing to eat even two pieces of cake! Don't give me money!"

Sister Zhu refused to support her and stuffed the money into Yang Mu's hands again.

Yang Mu supports his forehead. Has this elder sister participated in the championship that won the order?

Why is he so persistent when looking at a soft and weak person giving money to others? He is so skillful in his movements?

She firmly returned the money to Mrs. Zhu and threatened: "If you don't obey, I won't hire you and your wife to work!"

Mrs. Zhu's hand froze when she stuffed money, and the next second he stuffed five cents into her purse, as if there had been no "buy order" incident.

Seeing that there were only a few pieces of cake left, several scholars came to the stall.

Zhou Dazhuang immediately recognized an acquaintance inside and immediately greeted him loudly, "Yang Ershan?"

Yang Ershan had actually recognized them for a long time, but he felt embarrassed, so he kept hiding behind his classmates. Unexpectedly, Zhou Dazhuang's loud voice was exposed.

A scholar looked at Yang Ershan in surprise and asked, "Brother Sun, do you know them?"

Yang Ershan was about to refuse to be an unfamiliar villager, but Zhou Dazhuang shouted: "Why don't you know me? Mei Zi is his cousin!"

Yang Ershan glanced at the three of them a little embarrassedly and said coldly: "How could I have such a cousin who shows up like this and is unfaithful?"

Afterwards, he looked at Yang Mu and said disdainfully: "I feel bad for the customs!"

Yang Mu, who was making cakes for a scholar, looked cold in his eyes, "Yang Ershan, your cousin, I am making money with great integrity, and I don't steal or rob, and I am open and honest! Your father relies on fighting to steal business, and your mother steals and blames others, that is a bad habit!"

Yang Ershan pointed his finger at Yang Mu, and his face turned red with anger, "You! You talk nonsense!"

Yang Mu sneered and said, "What, do you want me to continue to reveal your true feelings? Don't get out!"

Yang Ershan's words just now not only insulted Yang Mu, but also insulted Mrs. Zhu, who is also a woman.

Mrs. Zhu's face looked very bad, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Showing in public...

Injustice…

Zhou Dazhuang cried when he looked at his wife, so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

A clumsy man can only coax one sentence, "Don't cry, don't cry..."

Mrs. Zhu is thin-skinned and can't withstand such insults, tears rolling down her face.

Zhou Dazhuang was so angry that his fists were pinching. He couldn't quarrel, but he was very energetic to beat people.

He roared angrily, wishing he could kill this bastard!

Where has Yang Ershan ever seen a fist with a big sandbag?

Seeing that Zhou Dazhuang was about to call him, he was so scared that he hurriedly dodged, but as a result, he stumbled on his left foot and fell down hard.

Those scholars were also panicked. How could they encounter fights when buying a pastry?

Yang Mu reached out and grabbed Zhou Dazhuang's wrist.

Yang Ershan fell to the ground and screamed in fear. Seeing his fist stopping only an inch away from him, cold sweat came out.

Yang Mu advised Zhou Dazhuang, "In places with a lot of people, you can't do it first." She looked around and said that there were too many witnesses.

Zhou Dazhuang suppressed his anger, pulled Yang Ershan's collar and said angrily: "Apologize to my wife!"

Yang Ershan's hands were so scared that he trembled, but he refused to surrender.

He is a scholar. If he surrenders to his power today and spreads it out, he will not have to become an official in the future.

Yang Mu leaned into his ear and whispered: "I won't apologize today. Zhou Dazhuang and I can always catch you when we are alone. At that time, we will not be able to take care of life and death!"

Yang Ershan turned his head and looked at Yang Mu with fear and resentment, his teeth clattering, not knowing whether they were afraid or angry.

Zhou Dazhuang yelled in Yang Ershan's ear: "Do you apologize?"

Sister Zhu cried so hard that her pear blossoms were raining and her whole body was trembling. She wanted to persuade her husband not to cause trouble, but she didn't dare, and she was very helpless.

Yang Mu whispered loudly from the side: "I'll count three, three, two, one!"

Yang Ershan took a deep breath and whispered: "Sorry!"

Yang Mu sneered, "Are you a mosquito? You speak so little, who can hear it?"

Yang Ershan looked at Yang Mu unkindly and warned: "Don't go too far!"

Yang Mu sneered and said, "Don't be too bold!"

Yang Ershan was sweating on his forehead, but finally he blushed and shouted: "Sorry! I shouldn't have spoken that way!"

Zhou Dazhuang's fist was clattering, and after a while, he let go of his hand holding Yang Ershan's clothes.

Once Yang Ershan was untied, how could he care about his classmates? He hurriedly stumbled away.

Four or five classmates were stunned and were confused for ten seconds before they fled in a hurry.

Zhou Dazhuang spat at Yang Ershan’s back, and it turned out that the whole family was in a mess!

Sister Zhu was comforted by Zhou Dazhuang for a while before she felt better and stopped crying.

Seeing that there were not a few pieces of cakes, Yang Mu simply took over the stall.

On the donkey cart back to the village, Yang Mu gave all the remaining cakes to Mrs. Zhu.

Sister Zhu had a sad face just now, but the moment she saw the cake, it suddenly became cloudy and sunny.

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows and said, "Love is a foodie."

You said it a long time ago, I've given it to you, how can I cry all the way?

Sister Zhu was grunting and gnawing on the cake, forgetting all the bad things.

Zhou Dazhuang looked at his wife's eating behavior and felt better as he sang a folk song with Old Man Niu.

Amid the sound of mountain singing, the donkey cart returned to the village.

What they didn't know was that behind the donkey cart, there were two bad intentions following them.

(End of this chapter)
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