Suhang Dingqing took a look and found that there was a lot of pig manure at the door of his house.
"Ouch, what's going on? There is a pile of pig manure in front of your house, Su Hang, it seems you have offended someone?"
A sharp voice full of schadenfreude sounded in Suhang's ears.
Su Hang turned around and saw Zhou Ren walking over, with a gloating smile on his face.
Suhang snorted coldly.
Zhou Ren, however, looked carefree and walked up to him, clicking his tongue: "Suhang, putting pig manure at the door is unique in our village. You are really different."
Su Hang's face darkened, he grabbed Zhou Ren's collar and asked in a cold voice: "Did you do it?"
Zhou Ren wanted to push Su Hang away, and tried several times, but Su Hang didn't move at all. He was a little scared: "Don't talk nonsense... nonsense, this is not... I didn't do it."
Su Hang let go of his hand and looked at Zhou Ren who took a few steps back with a mocking look on his face, his eyes falling on his feet.
Zhou Ren felt guilty and turned around to leave.
"Stop." Su Hang stood in front of Zhou Ren.
"Your feet are covered with hibiscus flowers. In the whole village, only my house has a hibiscus tree planted in front of my house. Now is the season when hibiscus flowers fall."
Zhou Ren's heart skipped a beat: "I...I just came here and stepped on it at this time."
Su Hang raised his thin lips mockingly: "There are no hibiscus flowers under your feet now."
Before Zhou Ren could react, Su Hang grabbed his collar again:
"You'd better push all this pig shit away from me immediately and clean the door of my house, otherwise... I'll beat you until you have teeth all over the floor and crawl home."
Seeing Su Hang's raised fist, Zhou Ren turned pale with fright.
"Suhang, you...you dare? Let me tell you, my uncle works in the town government. If you dare...you dare to hurt me, my uncle will definitely not let you go."
Su Hang curled his lips: "Before your uncle lets me go, I will cripple you first and let you experience what it feels like to be crippled."
The cold warning made Zhou Ren's legs weak from fear. He trembled and said, "You...you are cruel enough."
Su Hang let go of his hand: "Immediately, deal with it immediately."
Zhou Rensheng was afraid that Su Hang's fist would fall on him, so he had no choice but to push the pig dung away, and under Su Hang's supervision, he cleaned the floor.
"Remember, my fists don't have eyes. If it happens again, Zhou Ren, I will definitely let you come to me standing and lie back down."
Zhou Ren was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said, "We'll see."
Seeing Zhou Ren's angrily leaving figure, Su Hang sneered, turned around and walked into the yard.
Luo Ling'er had just gotten up and saw Su Hang coming back from outside. With a smile on his face, he joked unexpectedly: "What's wrong? Did you pick up the money? Are you laughing so early in the morning?"
Su Hang shook his head with a mysterious look on his face: "I didn't find any money, but... I solved a big cockroach."
Luo Ling'er rolled her eyes at him: "What's so weird about cockroaches? Xiaobao dares to kill them."
Su Hang shrugged: "This cockroach is not that cockroach."
Luo Ling'er was puzzled, but Su Hang smiled and had no explanation.
Because of the bad weather, Su Hang did not buy mushrooms today. After breakfast, he went to the greenhouse, while Su Gang took the stewed fish soup to the hospital.
Luo Ling'er stayed at home and made small clothes with Lin Hong, and she modified the buttons according to Su Hang's advice.
When the finished product came out, the effect was far better than I imagined.
It was almost noon when Suhang came back.
"Otherwise, let's go to town and sell it. If the sales are not good, we don't need to waste any more time." Luo Ling'er suggested.
Su Hang thought about it and felt that what Luo Ling'er said made sense. He packed his clothes and took Luo Ling'er to the town.
After making a few simple hangers, Suhang hung the clothes made by Luo Ling'er and Lin Hong on them.
Luo Ling'er's eyes were filled with anticipation, and she clasped her hands together nervously.
However, even though Suhang kept shouting, some people came up to inquire, but after an hour, not a single piece of clothing was sold.
Luo Ling'er looked disappointed, and the smile on her face disappeared without a trace.
"I knew that my skills were not good enough. It was a pity for those fabrics."