【0001】Optician store

"Uncle, can you see if my glasses can still be repaired?" Chu Feng stood outside the door of the old Yuan glasses repair shop and asked the busy old man.i^

The old man was introducing glasses to the three young men. When he heard this, he immediately raised his head to look at Chu Feng. The young man in front of him was pushing a worn bicycle, standing at the door with a bruised nose and a pair of broken glasses in his right hand.

The old man first asked the three young men in the store to choose for themselves, and then greeted Chu Feng: "Come here and show it to me."

"Yeah!" Chu Feng nodded, parked the bicycle and walked into the store.

The old man took Chu Feng's glasses and looked at them carefully for a while, frowned and said, "Young man, your glasses are very damaged! Look, the glasses are broken and the lenses are also worn."

"Can it be repaired?" Chu Feng was a little anxious. The conditions at home were not good at all. If you refit your glasses, it would cost at least three or four hundred yuan. This money would be almost his two-month living expenses.

"It's very difficult to repair these glasses." The old man glanced at Chu Feng: "Young man, do you have a lot of affection for these glasses? Why don't you match them again?"

"I..." Chu Feng lowered his head with a little guilty conscience: "I don't have money and can't afford new glasses."

"That's it!" The old man smiled slightly: "Then I will try to repair it for you, but I can't guarantee that it can be repaired."

"Hey, old man, can you still do your business?" At this time, one of the three guys who chose glasses, with yellow hair dyed, cursed arrogantly: "Do you understand the rules of doing business? Do we come first to know?"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, this is here.%&*";" The old man laughed and signaled Chu Feng to wait for a while, and smiled at the three guys: "Do you choose glasses? I wonder which pair you like?"

"Here, just this one." Huang Haired pointed at a pair of yellow-framed sunglasses in the glass cabinet with an upset: "How much does these glasses cost?"

"Oh, this is the bull's sunglasses, which cost at least 400 yuan." The old man laughed and said, "Do you think you should choose another pair? In fact, there is no need for ordinary people to buy such expensive sunglasses."

"What? Do you think I have no money?" Huangmao raised her eyes: "Take it out for me, I still like this one."

Seeing that the yellow-haired man kept calling himself me, the old man couldn't help but frown. But he had no choice but to do business, and although he was reluctant, he still took out his glasses.

Huangmao put on her glasses and tried it, and she felt very satisfied. Then she arrogantly threw out a hundred dollars and went to the counter: "I'll give you one hundred, I'll take this glasses away."

"That's not good, little brother, you want me to lose to death for a hundred yuan." The old man couldn't help but get anxious: "I patted my conscience and said that this pair of glasses didn't make a penny for you. How could you bully me an old man?"

"Damn, I'll respect you for a hundred yuan, but you still think it's too little?" Huang Mao glared at the old man fiercely: "I warn you not to whine anymore, otherwise I'll smash your store."

"Little brother, it's wrong for you to speak like this, and you don't have the one who forced you to buy things like this?" The old man looked begging: "Or why don't you give me this pair of glasses, how about I'll give you another pair of cheaper sunglasses?"

"Damn it, you're not finished yet, right?" Huangmao scolded, suddenly kicked up and immediately kicked the old man's glass counter.

The sound of shattering glass scared the passers-by. When they saw clearly that it was a group of gangsters causing trouble, everyone hurriedly walked away.

Huang Mao stared at the old man fiercely: "I warn you not to talk nonsense, otherwise your fate will be the same as this counter." After that, he turned around and left, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

However, before the yellow-haired and three others could go out two steps, one person behind him said, "Is it too much for you to do this?"

The person who speaks is Chu Feng.

"What? Do you want to meddle in other people's business?" Huang Mao didn't take Chu Feng seriously at all, and walked to Chu Feng arrogantly: "You try saying the words just now?"

"So what?" Chu Feng was not afraid: "You'd better apologize to the uncle and compensate him for his losses."

"I'll compensate your mother!" Huangmao scolded and kicked Chu Feng's lower abdomen.

Chu Feng looked at Huangmao's foot and dodged to the right. However, Huangmao's two accomplices also waved their fists at Chu Feng. After all, Chu Feng was just an ordinary senior high school student, and he couldn't dodge even if one of the guys was hit hard in the face.

"Blow me to death." Huang Mao rushed up and kicked Chu Feng to the ground: "Damn it, you dare to care about my nostalgia, it's simply asking for death."

Suddenly, the three men kicked Chu Feng with six feet hard on the head, making Chu Feng unable to fight back at all.

The three of them played for more than a minute, but they still had no intention of stopping. They let the old man shout desperately, but they still turned a deaf ear.

Although the passers-by were gathered in a circle to watch the fun, no one dared to step forward and pull the yellow-haired three away.

"You guys stop quickly, or I'll call the police." Suddenly, a girl's scream sounded, and the three of them were stunned, and then they stopped reluctantly.

I saw a girl in a knee-length white dress huddled in front of the crowd, holding her cell phone in her hand and being ready to call the police.

The yellow-haired glared at the girl fiercely, and saw that the onlookers were staring at him with resentment. He couldn't help but feel guilty. He gave two a look at his accomplices and said ruthlessly: "Damn, I will let you go today. I will beat you once when I see you in the future." After that, he left with a swagger.

As soon as the yellow-haired man left, the onlookers immediately dispersed. They all watched the fun. Since they had finished watching the fun, they would naturally not stay.

"Are you okay Chu Feng?" The girl squatted down next to Chu Feng and asked anxiously.

"Why are you here?" Chu Feng only glanced at the girl, and immediately got up from the ground and looked to the side. It turned out that this girl was no one else, but Zhou Qian, the class monitor of Class 1 of Senior High School.

"I passed by here and came here when I saw you here." Zhou Qian pursed her lips: "Are you injured? Why don't I accompany you to the hospital for a look?"

"No need, thank you." Chu Feng patted the dust on his body, his eyes never turned to Zhou Qian.

"Are you really okay?" Zhou Qian asked unwillingly: "You were bullied by Gu Tao and the others at school today, and now you..."

"Don't worry about my affairs, go." Chu Feng interrupted Zhou Qian and said.

Zhou Qian's eyes darkened: "Then I'm leaving, be careful yourself."
Chapter completed!