"What are you so anxious about? Are you feeling guilty?"
Manshu stared at Auntie with both eyes.
The aunt was so stared at that her scalp went numb.
"I'm not in a hurry, just ask!"
She didn't dare to let this little girl scare her anymore.
"You said before that I knocked this uncle's heirloom to the ground?"
When Manshu mentioned the words "heirloom", his tone was a little playful.
"Yes." The aunt nodded without thinking.
"Then do you remember where I was just now? How did I bump into the uncle?"
The aunt was asked.
How could she remember how she bumped into the little girl?
As long as you know it was her who hit him.
"I just remember you hitting someone, who remembers it so clearly?" The more the aunt was questioned, the more guilty she became.
"How about this, let's simulate the scene at that time." Manshu didn't care how reluctant the aunt was.
She asked Jiang Xia to imitate the old man and walk towards her.
At the moment when Jiang Xia and her were in contact, Manshu stopped in place, Jiang Xia collided with her, and the thing fell to the ground.
However, the props are not heirlooms.
"Uncle, you are in a hurry. Is there something urgent? I remember it was you walking towards me, not me who was in a hurry, right?"
Manshu looked at the howling old man.
The old man was stunned by her question, and then wailed: "I am anxious to exchange the crane's birthday greetings for money. There is an unfilial son in the family who owes a lot of money from gambling. People say that if he doesn't pay back the money, his hand will be chopped off."
"I only have one son. If he dies, how will we survive?"
Manshu was tired of hearing this excuse.
She held her cell phone in her hand and said with a solemn expression: "Don't worry, uncle, now is a society governed by law. No one dares to torture privately, let alone chop off their hands. What's your son's name? I'll call the police for you right away!"
"What do you want to do!" The old man suddenly jumped up and knocked off Manshu's cell phone.
"Do you want to kill my son?"
Manshu's phone fell to the ground and the screen was shattered.
This made the explosive watch who was following her move instantly.
Jiang Xia stopped directly in front of Manshu, and Yan Rushan's expression changed suddenly: "What are you doing? What's wrong with you old man? My niece is kind enough to call the police for you. You don't appreciate it, but you still attack her!"
He has many ways to deal with this kind of people. If Manshu hadn't wanted to deal with it himself, he would have had these people taken away long ago.
"Isn't it because the uncle has a guilty conscience that he doesn't dare to call the police?"
Yue Qingwan also pulled Manshu behind him.
Several people stood in front of her. Ms. Qin Ru breathed a sigh of relief and was extremely satisfied with Yue Qingwan, her little daughter-in-law.
Although Manman may not need her protection, it would be great if she has such a heart.
"Why call the police? You outsiders really don't know the sufferings of the world. I am just an ordinary person, and my whole family is responsible for my duties. How can I fight against them?"
"They said that as long as I call the police, my son..."
The old man started crying again before he finished speaking.
Such elderly people can best arouse everyone's compassion.
Qin Ru glanced at the old man and felt that her granddaughter should not be allowed to confront this old man.
Otherwise, others would have to say that the little girl is bullying others.
After all, everyone has already seen the bodyguards around Manshu.
So, Qin Ru stood up.
"Old man, you have a son, and so do I. I can understand your anxiety. But you should trust the police, they are professionals."
"Those who collect debts are not using legal means in the first place. They dare not confront the police."