"Brother, please step aside. I may know those two lunatics." Shu Mingli touched the arm of a passerby and squeezed into the crowd with all his strength.
Halfway through, I heard the powerful roar of the stall owner coming from the back: "Look at the patches on your sleeves, which prefecture would wear such clothes? Do you really think that everyone is a fool? We will believe whatever you say?"
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Following the sound, Shu Mingli tiptoed in and saw the wonton stall owner angrily pulling Lin Changyu's sleeve to show the patch on it to the crowd.
Lin Changyu was still wearing the same clothes as last time. The black patches were swaying in the wind. Combined with the aggressive questioning voice of the stall owner, he looked particularly lonely, weak and helpless.
Hei Dazhuang was like a noisy parrot, standing by and repeating one sentence repeatedly: "Brother, we really didn't mean to eat the Overlord's meal. Our money was stolen by a thief. Seriously, I'm not going to lie to you."
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The wonton stall owner was probably annoyed by the noise, so he stamped his foot and wanted to hit someone with his fist.
Seeing this, Shu Mingli yelled: "Brother, don't fight! I'll pay for their meals!"
Hei Dazhuang has a good memory and recognized the voice of an old acquaintance. He was moved to tears and said, "Mr. Lin, it's brother Mingli. Brother Mingli came to save us. Woo hoo, they were the ones who saved us last time.
, this time it’s still…”
When the wonton stall owner heard that someone took the initiative to pay, he quickly walked through the crowd and ran to Shu Mingli. He stretched out his hand and said, "A big bowl of wontons costs six cents. They ate two bowls, totaling twelve cents."
Shu Mingli subconsciously touched his pocket, but there was nothing there, so he turned around and called Old Man Shu: "Dad, get the money."
Old Shu scratched his head silently, tilted his head and winked at the eldest and second eldest brother, "Are you rich?"
The two of them spread their hands and asked at the same time: "Do you think we look rich?"
"Look at how cowardly you are, you don't even have any private money, huh." Old Man Shu gave them a proud look, bent down and took off his worn shoes, stretched out his fingers to dig at them, and dug out a few copper coins.
Shu Mingyi laughed at him: "This is your private money, you can't even afford two bowls of wontons?"
"Don't worry." Old man Shu put the stinky copper plate he dug out from the sole of his shoe next to him, turned around and lay on the car board and continued to dig out, piecing together eleven cents.
The wonton stall owner’s eyebrows were twisted into knots, and he finally tugged on his clothes and said, “Okay, stop picking, that’s all.”
The status of this man in the family was so low that he felt bitter.
The stall owner took eleven stinky copper coins and walked away shaking his head, but the passers-by who were watching the excitement still refused to leave. They excitedly surrounded the Shu family's donkey cart and asked: "Do you know those two people? What are their identities?"
, is it really related to Zhizhou?"
How could Old Man Shu let this opportunity to grow his face go?
The old man jumped out of the donkey cart smoothly, grabbed Lin Changyu, and was about to introduce his identity to everyone, but the person involved stopped.
At this time, he is still trying to figure out Zhou's identity. Does he still want this face?
Lin Changyu turned his head away and shook his hand, "Uncle Shu, let's go, let's go quickly."
If he doesn't leave, he will dig a hole to bury himself!
Old Man Shu caught a glimpse of his neck and face, which were so red that they were almost bleeding, and his brain started to wake up. He pushed the man onto the donkey cart, waved his hands to the onlookers and said, "I won't tell you, you can guess for yourself!"
After saying that, he waved his whip and drove the donkey cart away.
After breaking out of the crowd, Lin Changyu was finally able to breathe out freely, "Huh... Well, Uncle Shu, the wonton money will be paid back in full when I get my salary next month, and... thank you for what happened today.
Already."
"Thank you, thank you. What kind of relationship do we have? There's no need to be so jealous. You don't need to pay for the wontons. Just treat it as my treat."
Old Man Shu handed the whip to Shu Mingyi, rubbed his hands with a flattering smile on his face, "Mr. Lin, we are in some trouble and we may need your help. Can you..."
Lin Changyu answered quickly: "Uncle Shu, just say it directly. I promised Yan Yan that I would help her support her, so of course I will keep it true."
"I feel relieved because of your words." Old Shu took a deep breath and told Lin Changyu about Zhou Shengcai's use of power to bully others and come to grab prescriptions.
Finally, he patted his thigh and said worriedly: "Early yesterday morning, my old lady took Yan Bao to ask for help from the county magistrate's daughter, but no one came back all day and night. I'm worried that something happened to them.
The relationship between Zhou Shengcai and the county magistrate is at stake. If he says something wrong, won't everything be over?
Sigh, it would have been nice if I had met you a day earlier, so they wouldn't have to risk running to the county seat."
After hearing what happened, Lin Changyu's face became extremely gloomy. He held his hand and made a promise: "Uncle, don't worry, I will help you get Yan Yan back, and I will also give you an explanation for Fang Zi's matter."
Do you dare to do such immoral things in his territory and treat him as dead?
Under the guidance of Shu Mingli, several people arrived at Yuan Mansion in the east of the city without stopping.
The boy guarding the door was dozing off against the door. Suddenly he looked up and found a fair-skinned man glaring at him with cold eyes, as if he was hiding a knife. He was so frightened that he lost all sleep in an instant.
"This little brother, who are you looking for?"
Lin Changyu looked away coldly, "Call Yuan Song out."
"What?" The boy's eyes widened in astonishment, "Bold maniac, who are you, how can you call my master by his first name?"
"Just yell if you are told, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shu Mingli grabbed the boy's arm with one hand, pushed open the door with the other hand, and pushed him in directly, "Calling your master out in a hurry, just say Qiongzhou
Zhizhou is here."
"Qiongzhou knows the state?" The boy's head was buzzing. He didn't care to delve into it at the moment and rushed to the backyard to call for someone.
In the backyard, Yuan Song was lying by the window to persuade his daughter: "Be obedient and eat some food. If you don't eat, you will starve and lose weight. My father will feel bad. Is it worth it for those country bumpkins?"
What responded to him was the clatter of broken dishes.
Yuan Nianyun cried: "What's wrong with the country bumpkin? The country bumpkin makes money with his own hands, and he can sit up straight! What about you? How do you get your money? Do you need me to remind you?
Forget it if you do those things outside, I can't see or care about you, but Yanyan is here for me, I can't just sit back and watch!"
"Yuan Nianyun, you are determined to go against me, right? That's great, I want to see how hard your bones are!"
Yuan Song kicked the door hard, tilted his head and ordered the maid: "From today on, you are not allowed to deliver food to the lady, and those in the woodshed are not allowed to do so either! Aren't you awesome? Let's see how awesome you can be without food!"
In the room, Yuan Nianyun cried even more sadly, "Dad, you can't do this! As a parent and official, if you don't think about the people, how can you unite with others to bully the weak?
You have been so unscrupulous, aren't you afraid that one day things will be revealed and your family will be ruined?"
"Just wait, your father is lucky, he will never have this day in his life!"