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Chapter 311 Fighting

That happened after Qiao Huaping took her children to go shopping on the street.

A few people were walking along the street when they saw some commotion and chaos happening far ahead. Many idle people ran over there excitedly, obviously to seize the best vantage point to watch the excitement.

Qiao Huaping's ears were so powerful that even in this noisy street, he could hear some sounds that were not quite right.

She was frowning when she heard the people next to her shouting: "I heard that the young master from the prefect's family is fighting with someone! Come on, go and have a look!"

Qiao Huaping frowned, there was something wrong with his intuition.

Coupled with the vague sound that she heard that something was wrong, Qiao Huaping made a quick decision: "Let's go and have a look."

Mei Qingyao nodded and led his sister Mei Qingying, Mei Qingyu led his younger brother Bai Feiye, Qiao Huaping followed Lamei, and the six of them headed towards the noisy street.

When he arrived, he saw that the two sides were fighting fiercely. A young boy was riding on top of another boy and suppressing him. Qiao Huaping's brows suddenly jumped.

The one who rode on top of another person and beat him up was her third child, wasn’t he?

Mei Qingyao and others naturally discovered that it was Mei Qinghuang who beat the person!

"I'll go, third brother has made his mark." Mei Qingyao opened her eyes wide.

He actually beat others while suppressing him!

Mei Qingyu reacted faster. He quickly glanced at Qiao Huaping: "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Keep an eye on your younger brothers and sisters." Qiao Huaping frowned and instructed.

"oh!"

The two older ones responded in unison.

Bai Feiye was very excited, and his little body still wanted to rush forward: "Third brother, third brother, Aye, help you!"

Mei Qingyu hugged his younger brother's body with both hands and said helplessly: "Why are you rushing? Your third brother didn't suffer any loss..."

As a result, before he finished speaking, his mother, Qiao Huaping, rushed up to them.

Bai Feiye was very excited and waved his little hand: "Mom, take me, take me!"

Mei Qingyu: "..."

Those passers-by who were watching the excitement and making noises saw a pretty little lady rushing in.

The young lady was beautiful but very tough. She reached out to pull the young man who was riding on the prefect's young master and beat him: "Get off here!"

Passers-by all thought: Oh, what a ignorant little lady! Previously, some people couldn't stand it and wanted to start a fight, but the young boy pushed him away——

As a result, they saw that the ferocious young man who was riding on the prefect's young master and beating him happily turned into a quail as soon as the beautiful young lady stretched out her hand.

The young master got up.

The young master from the prefect's family was also furious. Even if he was being held down and beaten by someone, he still resisted like crazy. Now that he saw the people who had been suppressing him relax their suppression and leave, it was very exciting.

, he immediately turned over and went crazy, as if he wanted to fight back.

Qiao Huaping asked her Zai Zai to get up, but that would not be conducive to solving the problem, but she did not want her Zai Zai to be wronged. Seeing that the beaten young master from the prefect's family had scarlet eyes and rushed towards him to beat him again, she narrowed her eyes and said,

He stepped forward to hold down the beaten young master of the prefecture, and poked the little boy's numb hole with his slender fingers. The little boy fell limply to the ground.

Mei Qinghuang was stunned when he saw it, and then he was full of admiration: "Mom, you are so awesome!"

As soon as he spoke, the wound on his face was scratched, and he immediately bared his teeth.

Qiao Huaping glanced at Mei Qinghuang angrily: "Shut up first."

Mei Qinghuang didn't feel sad even after being scolded, he just smiled and stood there very obediently.

When everyone watching the excitement heard that this beautiful little lady was actually the mother of this young warrior, they all exclaimed in disbelief.

Without him, this beautiful little lady looks no older than that little boy, but she actually becomes a mother?

Could it be the stepmother?

But at this moment, the people from the government office finally arrived. Several government officials were running out of breath. They saw their young master from the prefect's family lying on the ground, covered in dirt, with a hair tie on his head.

He was also torn away, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. It couldn't be said to be miserable, it could only be said to be very miserable——

The government officials were all dumbfounded: "Young, young master——"

The leader of the government office suddenly became excited and glared angrily at another young boy in the field who was disheveled, with messy hair and a bruise on his face: "You are the one who beat our young master like this?!"

Mei Qinghuang glanced at his mother quickly: "It was me - but he was the one who made the move first!"

The government officials, no matter who made the first move, would immediately put the person on the shackles and take him away.

Qiao Huaping frowned and stopped in front of Mei Qinghuang: "What are you doing? There is no trial in the case right now, and the merits are not clear, so you just put people on the pillory?"

The government officials shouted: "Who are you? Didn't you see him beating people like that? This is a fight! If you interfere with official duties, be careful we take you away too!"

Mei Qinghuang was a little uneasy: "Mother——"

Qiao Huaping stretched out his hand, pushed Mei Qinghuang back, and said sternly to the government officials: "You don't have to scare me. I'm familiar with the law. If you want to follow the rules, you have to treat everyone equally. Both of them are fighting.

Why did you only take away my son? Aren’t you afraid that I would file a complaint and sue him directly!?"

Qiao Huaping was born with that kind of cold beauty. Her sharp voice made the officials' faces change slightly and they did not dare to move.

The leading yamen servant coughed: "Madam, in a fight, it depends on who is the one who suffers. Look at your son -"

He paused and couldn't help but said, "Really your son? At this age..."

Qiao Huaping raised her chin slightly: "My stepson, can't you?"

The yamen servant coughed: "Of course it is possible. Your son beat our young master like this, and you have to give an explanation for it, right?"

Qiao Huaping was not one to mess around. She said: "Of course I have to give you an explanation, but you haven't figured out the situation yet, so you are going to put people in shackles. It's obvious that you are partial, how can you convince the public?"

What Qiao Huaping said was reasonable. In addition, the reputation of the young master from the prefect's family in Zhangxing was not very good. The passers-by onlookers naturally agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

Qiao Huaping turned to look at Mei Qinghuang: "Son, if you fight with others, you have to give them an explanation. Let's go there together."

Mei Qinghuang bit her lower lip and nodded.

The government officials saw that although the young lady was a bit aggressive, she was still reasonable, so they were relieved a little and thought that at least they could take her back and give an explanation to the prefect.

"Young Master——" A yamen servant went to help the young master of the prefect who was sitting slumped on the ground. The young man looked a little scary with a bruised nose and swollen face. He suddenly opened the hand of the yamen servant who was supporting him: "Young Master can get up by himself!"
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