Cen Li's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pushed through the crowd and ran in. She saw Zhang Junjie pressing a man to the ground, holding handcuffs with his hands behind his back.
Huang Xiulan, on the other hand, looked pale, holding the large spoon in front of her, still trembling slightly.
"Mom, Uncle Zhang, what's going on?" Cen Li quickly held Huang Xiulan's hand and asked anxiously.
"Children, don't ask so many questions." Huang Xiulan came back to her senses and calmed down a lot, but said nothing.
However, Cen Li already knew from the mouths of the onlookers that this person wanted to renege on the bill after eating, and later saw that Huang Xiulan looked good and wanted to do something.
Zhang Junjie, who happened to be coming over for dinner, saw him and took care of him.
Cen Li's face instantly turned cold. This man was so bold that someone in public actually dared to take action.
It seems that Huang Xiulan must prepare something for self-defense, but she was also negligent. Huang Xiulan is so good-looking, and she always goes out to do business alone, so it is inevitable that she will not attract the attention of interested people.
Zhang Junjie handcuffed the person and soon asked the police from the station to come and take him away.
"Director Zhang, thank you so much." Huang Xiulan was truly grateful and greeted her quickly, "Hurry up and sit down. I'm treating you to this meal today. Thank you for your help."
"Hey, that won't work. As the people's police, we can't take things from ordinary people. If you don't accept the money, I won't eat it." Director Zhang said very insistently.
Seeing this, Huang Xiulan had no choice but to accept the money, but she was given a lot more for the marinade, which Zhang Junjie couldn't refuse.
After the incident just now, there was no one around at this time, so Cen Li came up and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhang, where did you buy that electric baton? I want to buy one for my mother to use for self-defense."
"You know a lot, but you have a good idea, that is, ours is for police use and cannot be used for private use." After taking a bite of the vermicelli, Zhang Junjie said with a smile, "But I have a civilian stun device over there.
, it’s enough for self-defense, I’ll bring it to your mother tomorrow.”
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. I don't know how much it will cost?" Cen Li felt relieved and thanked her gratefully.
"It's a waste if I keep that thing, so I'll give it to you. You're welcome to Uncle Zhang." Zhang Junjie smiled and touched Cen Li's head, then raised his head to look at Huang Xiulan, feeling slightly lost in thought.
While busy, Huang Xiulan's soft side face was shrouded in the mist of the soup. The gentleness mixed with the smoke brought with it a warmth that could wash away a person's fatigue.
Ever since Huang Xiulan sold bean curd vermicelli, he had come here often to eat because he missed his mother's craftsmanship. Over time, he could not help but develop a good impression of this strong and virtuous woman.
Huang Xiulan is his favorite type, but he dare not express his thoughts.
He was once married, but his ex-wife couldn't stand his situation of being away from home all the time, so she finally chose to leave.
He also said that if he cannot live a good life, he should not delay others.
He noted that even though his parents had been urging him to get married since then, he had never wavered and was determined to stay single for the rest of his life.
Huang Xiulan can only be said to be an accident in his plan.
But even so, he didn't plan to say it out loud for fear of delaying her.
She is so good and outstanding. She can still live her life without him, and it may even be better. There is no need for him to break her current peace.
In this way, he would be very satisfied if he could come and see it every day.