Seeing the migrant workers fighting against each other, the boss's wife named Wang Guihua immediately turned upside down, grabbed her waist with both hands and yelled like a shrew. "
Shut the hell up, what are you doing? Do you want to rebel? Do you not want to do it anymore? If you don’t want to do it anymore, salute me and get out of here immediately." Wang Guihua Hedong Lion roared.
"brush!"
The next moment, these indignant crowds fell silent."
Huh! You are a bunch of bitches. If I don’t scold you, you will feel uncomfortable, right? You still have a fight. This silly boy is only 17 years old. According to normal terms, he is a child laborer. My man is kind enough to take him in. Don’t call him this fool.
If the kid dies of starvation, it would be considered a mercy. This silly kid is so good at eating, who of you can take him home and feed him?" Wang Guihua pinched her waist again and cursed angrily.
Seeing that no one was talking among the migrant workers around her, Wang Guihua sneered.
At this moment, a white shadow suddenly flew over from nowhere and hit Wang Guihua directly in the face.
"Ouch!" Wang Guihua suddenly screamed and was knocked to the ground by the UFO.
Wang Guihua, who was sitting on the ground, was obviously a little dizzy. She shook her head and looked down, and found that the thing that hit her face was the steamed bun she used to hit Old Man Wang just now. "
Wow! Old Han, come out and take a look. You workers are rebelling and you dare to hit me with steamed buns." Wang Guihua, who was sitting on the ground, was like a shrew, slapping the ground and yelling.
The workers in the courtyard felt happy when they saw Wang Guihua being beaten. "
Hahaha..." A burst of laughter rang out.
The room was not big, and a middle-aged fat man in his forties came out of the kitchen. He was holding a big chicken drumstick in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil. After walking out of the kitchen, the first thing he saw was Wang Guihua, who was acting wildly.
He suddenly became gloomy, his small eyes narrowed to a slit, and his gaze fell on the workers in the courtyard one by one.
The workers who were laughing stopped smiling the next moment they saw this fat middle-aged man. "
Husband, look at it, these workers of yours have rebelled and dared to beat me with steamed buns. Look at my face, which was beaten and disfigured by these stinking migrant workers." Wang Guihua cried and shouted.
The middle-aged fat man named Han Sanbo was the foreman of this group of farm workers. Han Sanbo waved his hand gently, and Wang Guihua immediately stopped shouting. "
Are you all patient? You actually dare to hit my wife. Who did it? Come forward and let me see." After Han Sanbo sneered, he raised the chicken drumsticks in his hands and clicked them into two bites, a pair of small
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the workers in the courtyard.
This group of migrant workers realized at this moment that something had happened, and they began to look at each other and then at you.
When they saw old lady Wang Guihua being beaten just now, these people were just thinking about having fun, and they really didn't pay attention to who was beating her. "
Ouch! No one said yes or no, no one said yes, and I have all the time to play with you, Osmanthus fragrans, go and move a stool for me into the house." Han Sanbo said with a sneer.
The room was small, and a woman named Wang Guihua took out a wooden chair from the kitchen and looked at the group of migrant workers with a sneer.
Seeing that the chair was brought, Han Sanbo sat down directly, crossed his legs, threw away the chicken legs in his hands, slowly wiped his hands with a tissue, and took out a box of soft Chinese noodles from his pocket.
"It doesn't matter if no one admits it. Aren't you all waiting for your salary today? It just so happens that I have some cash flow problems. This month's salary will be paid next month." Han Sanbo said slowly.
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Boss Han, you can’t do it. My child is in a hurry to pay his tuition. If you don’t pay him a salary, he won’t be able to go to school.” A middle-aged man shouted anxiously. “
Boss Han, my mother has glaucoma and is waiting for the money for surgery, so you have to pay her salary."
In an instant, every worker screamed nervously.
"Haha! Why are you so anxious for money now? It's not impossible to get a salary. If anyone tells me now who hit my wife, I will pay him immediately." As Han Sanbo spoke, he waved his hand behind him.
, from behind Han Sanbo, a fierce-looking strong man immediately stood up. The strong man took out a small leather bag from his hand and handed it directly to Han Sanbo.
Look at Han Sanbo, he slowly opened his small leather bag, and the bright red banknotes were immediately revealed.
Yao Liang, who was watching the excitement not far away, glanced at it and estimated that the bag contains at least hundreds of thousands. "
I have money, and I am not short of money, but whether I can give it to you or not is up to me, Han Sanbo. Look, I have money, but I won’t give it to you today. You have the ability to beat my wife.
Then come and rob me if you can, come and rob me, I have a lot of money." Han Sanbo arrogantly opened his bag, letting all the migrant workers see the money in his bag.
The eyes of many migrant workers were immediately straightened, and they all looked at the money in Han Sanbo's bag with expectant expressions."
Hahaha! Do you want money? If you want money, you can tell me who the hell beat my wife. If I didn’t break his legs today, I wouldn’t be Han Sanbo. If there is no one today
Hand over the murderer to me, and you won’t have to ask for your wages this month. I have no money, so you can sue me wherever you like." Han Sanbo said arrogantly again.
The entire courtyard fell into silence again, and no one spoke for a long time.
"Humph! They are still very tough-mouthed and very righteous. No one can say whether it is right or not, and no one can say it is easy to handle. Then I can go." Han Sanbo snorted coldly, stood up with a gloomy expression, turned around and left.
Gotta go."
Third uncle, please don’t leave yet. I was the one who beat my aunt. I didn’t have enough to eat. I didn’t care about what my aunt wanted to eat. If she didn’t give it to me, I beat him with a steamed bun. It has nothing to do with other people. You’d better give them a shot as soon as possible.
Salary." A simple and honest voice sounded.
"Yeah!" Shun
Looking at this honest voice, it was Xiang Yu who looked like a black tower.
"Little bastard, you were the one who hit me." Han Sanbo's expression became even more gloomy.
"Uncle Third, it was indeed me who did the beating. It has nothing to do with anyone else." Xiang Yu said with a slight stutter. "
Huh! Xiang Yu, you stupid boy is so good, but you dare to hit your aunt. Since your mother died, if it weren't for me, Han Sanbo, you stupid boy would have starved to death long ago. I provide for you.
I’m here to wear it for you. You damn white-eyed wolf, if you dare to hit my wife, I won’t beat you to death today.” After finishing speaking, Han Sanbo with a gloomy face turned around and touched a wooden pipe at the door, shining it on Xiang Yu’s body.
Just a hard stick.
"Papa papa..." In just a blink of an eye, Han Sanbo, who was holding a wooden stick, hit Xiang Yu five or six times with a stick, and the force was very strong. It hit Xiang Yu's skin and made a snapping sound.
Just when Han Sanbo raised the wooden stick with both hands and was about to hit Xiang Yu again, a red object suddenly flew towards him and hit Han Sanbo directly in the face.
"Ah...: Han Sanbo let out a scream instantly, and the next moment bright red blood flowed from his nose. When he lowered his head, he saw that the thing that was hit was actually a brick.
"Who the hell is attacking me, please stand up for me." Han Sanbo let out an angry roar.