Su Meng was forced into a corner by the swarming crowd, and it was really uncomfortable to have the microphone pressed against her face.
"Ah! How crazy!"
Su Meng climbed onto the old wooden table in the corner in embarrassment. The table was shaken by the crowds, and the flashing lights that came towards her made it difficult for her to open her eyes.
She grabbed the microphone in front of her and shouted: "Free eggs from the market! Free eggs from the market! First come, first served!"
The attic window above the head was opened, and the old lady stuck her head out and asked:
"Give me eggs? Girl, which market is this?"
"Dongyuan Market! Mother-in-law, hurry up and go there. If you're slow, you won't be able to grab it!"
"Quick, quick, old Liu, Ximei, hurry up and grab the basket to grab the eggs!"
"Where is it? Where can I send eggs!"
"Dongyuan Food Market..."
Just like this, Su Meng stood on the old table and watched the excitement.
The old ladies in the alley have naturally seen big scenes. Before they even come downstairs, they start saying all kinds of things:
"What are you guys doing here! Why are you blocking the intersection!"
"Ouch, the broken machine this man is carrying hit my head, you have to pay for it!"
The reporters present were afraid that this was the first time they had seen such a scene. They could not withstand the various attacks of the old ladies and retreated steadily.
"Don't even think about running away without losing money! Hey, Yingzi, these people have cars!"
The old lady called her "good sister" over and forced her way into their car.
"Young man, let me tell you, if you drive me to Dongyuan Market, I won't argue with you, otherwise you will never run away!"
Seeing the old ladies helping her solve the big trouble, Su Meng jumped down from the table with satisfaction.
Forgetting about my sprained ankle for a moment, I jumped like this and landed on my perfect butt first.
"It's so bad, I really have to go to the temple to burn incense sticks."
"Little teacher, this is amazing."
Su Meng raised her head slightly. The afterglow of summer was still scorching, forcing her to squint her eyes and look up at the tall figure in front of her.
Jiang Ning stretched out her hand, and she subconsciously said, "Thank you." But she held on to the table beside her and stood up.
Jiang Ning pouted dissatisfiedly, but her "friendly" big hand was still frozen in the air. When the two looked at each other, Su Meng could clearly feel the chill in Jiang Ning's eyes.
It seems to be a bit deliberate and a bit rude.
"That, no, it means that men and women cannot communicate clearly."
What stupid thing did I say? I almost left the three rooms and one living room in embarrassment.
Su Meng turned away and scratched her head pretending to be stupid. She glanced at Jiang Ning from the corner of her eye, but his hand still stopped abruptly in the air.
This...can't he get off the stage?
"Just, just, those reporters haven't gone far yet. If they take pictures, your girlfriend will be angry."
Su Meng pushed Jiang Ning's hand away slightly, indicating that he was almost done, and she almost cried.
"Girlfriend? Where did she come from?"
Su Meng has one head and two heads.
No, how do I know where your girlfriend is from?
"Maybe... just... from the sky? A little fairy?"
What is this that you answered? What nonsense?
"I don't have a girlfriend."
Um? Misunderstood? No, no, they are all hugging each other. Even if they are not girlfriends, they should be together soon.
"That's it...hehehe..."
"Who do you think is my girlfriend? You saw it in the art exhibition today? Is that right?"
Su Meng felt guilty, but she didn't know why she felt guilty.
Jiang Ning silently took a step forward, Su Meng stepped back, he stepped forward again, and she stepped back again... until Su Meng's back was against the wall, with no way to retreat.
Jiang Ning tilted her head and looked at Su Meng from close range. There seemed to be a little anger in her eyes.
She wanted to run away, but he wouldn't let her.
"You saw me hugging her, so you think she is my girlfriend?"
"..."
Su Meng didn't dare to speak. If she could, she wouldn't even want to breathe. If she could escape by pretending to be dead, she hoped to learn this skill immediately.
Jiang Ning let go of Su Meng's hand and slightly distanced the distance between them.
Finally, Su Meng felt that her breathing was easier.
But the next second, her whole body was pulled violently, and she was trapped, trapped in Jiang Ning's arms.
The warm breath lingered around her, and the hot chest pressed against her. She was so nervous that she dared not breathe, but the familiar scent of lemon came to her nose, reminding herself repeatedly: You are still alive, you are still alive...
The only thing Su Meng knew now was that her head must have been burned to 180 degrees, and she couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
"Now that I hug you, are you my girlfriend?"
What kind of false proposition is this? What is its profound meaning? Are you planning to empathize with yourself and give a better answer?
"It should be... no... no..."
The warm palm behind Su Meng's back seemed to pause for a moment. She couldn't see his expression, let alone his emotions.
"Su Meng?"
A shout in the distance seemed to tighten the puppet strings tied to Su Meng, suddenly pulling her away from Jiang Ning's arms.
It really saved my life.
"Hello, aunt."
Jiang Ning greeted her aunt naturally as if nothing happened.
"Hello!"
The aunt's quick response and rude look at Jiang Ning made Su Meng feel even more uncomfortable.
"I'll give you the things back and go back quickly!"
Su Meng forced the key into Jiang Ning's hand and dragged her aunt away.
After returning home, every word and every sentence spoken by her aunt was inseparable from Jiang Ning, but every word and sentence only revolved around his financial conditions.
"I think this young man is quite good! He is definitely the child of a rich family! Hey, let me tell you, if he talks about marriage with you, the betrothal gifts, hardware, etc., must be paid according to our instructions.
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"Aunt, he and I have only known each other for four or five days. Our relationship is not what you think."
"What's wrong with four or five days? As for Uncle Wu at the head of the village, wouldn't it be a lie to have known her for just one day?"
Su Meng stopped what she was doing and looked at her aunt blankly.
"So, she divorced within a year of getting married."
When it came to divorce, my aunt's eyes shone even brighter, and she boasted to Su Meng with joy:
"It's good to get a divorce. You can get money twice in a divorce! Once for the wedding gift, and again for divorce compensation! Do you know how much money Wu Yatou gets in the divorce?"
Su Meng turned away and didn't want to pay attention.
The aunt put five fingers in front of her face.
"Don't look down on me. Let me tell you, it's not half a million, but five million! If you are so lucky, tsk tsk tsk, your parents can rest in peace even if they are underground!"
Su Meng's face was solemn, and her bony right hand on the washboard suddenly stopped working.
"How can I rest in peace? Burn it to them so that I can rest in peace?"
"Hey, what happened to you girl who has been out for two days? How dare you talk to me like this? Don't forget who brought you up! Who paid off your family's debts! I don't expect you to get married and pay off your debts. How can you pay back your debts?
I’m counting on your salary of one or two thousand!”