Xiaohua stared at Wong Tai Sin in front of her in astonishment, and finally reluctantly took the folding fan back to her waist. Unfortunately, she, a debt collector, could not beat the debtors.
However, Wong Tai Sin smiled and mocked: "Do you still want the money?"
Xiaohua was so filled with hatred that she wished she could eat this old thing alive. But he knew that he couldn't do it. "No more." Xiaohua's tone was very resolute, and suddenly there was a feeling of determination in it.
Wong Tai Sin was proud of himself, lowered his head, and continued to eat his roast chicken.
Xiao Hua was whistling boredly, looking around intentionally or unintentionally. In this way, the two of them were speechless, quite embarrassed. Of course, it was just Xiao Hua's feeling. As for Wong Tai Sin, it was awkward.
What did he mean? I don’t know. But this roast chicken is delicious, so fragrant!
While Wong Tai Sin was eating, he made a clicking sound, which made Xiao Hua very upset. The money was gone, a total of one hundred taels. Although Xiao Hua was not the kind of person who cared about money, she couldn't swallow this bad breath.
"Are you okay?" Suddenly, Huang Taixian tore off a piece of chicken from his mouth and asked Xiaohua while chewing it.
"It's okay." Xiaohua answered simply, with a little dissatisfaction in her heart.
This time, Wong Tai Sin raised the dust in his hand and said calmly: "It's okay, why don't you leave?"
As soon as these words came out, the situation suddenly became a little awkward. This was an awkward conversation! But Xiaohua was also someone who had experienced the situation. He looked at Wong Tai Sin seriously and said calmly: "You have nothing to say to me?"
Xiao Hua's words were actually a test, because he was too confused about Wong Tai Sin's tricks. He could appear anytime, anywhere for no reason, and disappear without anyone noticing. He didn't do anything that ghosts couldn't do.
Pressure. I just don’t know if I will be resented for such a job of robbing ghosts.
When Wong Tai Sin heard this, he suddenly laughed. He stroked his beard, then sat upright, and replied seriously: "Are you going to fight for chicken legs with me?"
"Ah?" Xiaohua was a little confused at first, thinking to herself, why should I compete with you for chicken legs? But to be honest, this old Taoist priest's chicken smelled really good. Xiaohua curled her lips and said indifferently: "No one
I'll steal it from you." After saying that, he snorted coldly and kicked the rocks on the ground, saying that I would not accompany him anymore.
"Wait a minute." Huang Taixian waited for Xiaohua to walk out a few steps before he slowly said, "Actually, there is one thing."
Xiaohua's face dropped. He felt like a pet dog that was being walked. He suppressed his anger, smiled and slowly stepped back and said, "I don't know what's going on?"
"Do you have the fragment in your hand?" Wong Tai Sin did not answer directly, but asked another question.
Xiaohua narrowed her eyes and then nodded.
"Let your wife take a look." Huang Taixian gnawed on the chicken and told Xiaohua hesitantly.
"Oh." Xiaohua didn't show surprise anymore, but her heart was already overturned. Show her wife, what is going on? Could it be that there is something going on between your wife and Luochen? No, Xiaohua quickly shook her head.
On one side is his brother, on the other side is his untouched wife, so it is really difficult to choose.
In the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly, and the weather is showing signs of warming up. This cold winter seems to be over. But even so, our kid Wu Zheng is still rubbing his hands.
"Mo Han, are you cold?" Wu Zheng followed Her Royal Highness with a mean look and kept asking questions.
Mo Han was a little irritated by the question. Why did Wu Zheng's behavior at the moment feel similar to that of his mother? The same nagging.
So annoying.
Seeing that Mo Han didn't answer, Wu Zheng spoke again without noticing the disgusted look in his eyes. "Mo Han, are you hungry?"
Finally, our Princess couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "What are we going to do?"
This question confused Wu Zheng. Suddenly, countless questions flooded into his mind. Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
However, Mo Han was not prepared to give Wu Zheng a chance to open his mouth again. He only heard her continue to say calmly: "We are going to the cafeteria." Mo Han patted Wu Zheng's little head, and then felt uneasy and pulled again.
Come over to Wu Zheng’s ears. Okay, here’s the left ear again. Wu Zheng’s two ears are obviously different in size.
"Then why are we going to the cafeteria?" Mo Han was dissatisfied and pulled Wu Zheng hard.
Wu Zheng wanted to cry, it hurt so much! Facing Her Royal Highness the Princess's lecher, he had to compromise: "Go and eat." Wu Zheng looked at Mo Han aggrievedly, trying his best to look pitiful.
Hearing this answer, Mo Han nodded lightly and immediately put it in Wu Zheng's ears. After all, she was not a heartless person, and she was even gentle and considerate sometimes.
Luochen didn't walk very fast, or he wasn't in a hurry. The matter of eating seemed to be a little unimportant to him. So the three of them walked for a long time before arriving at the entrance of the canteen.
As soon as he entered, Wu Zheng saw a fat man holding a rolling pin, shouting and saying: "I told you there was no food, there is no food. Who told you to come late? If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain."
Wu Zheng listened as if he had learned a huge piece of bad news. He knew the fat man, he seemed to be the head chef here, and his cooking was very unpalatable. So his words were still very credible.
As soon as the fat man said this, the people around him stopped. Among them were scholars, children from rich families, and even a few female students. They surrounded the fat man and glared fiercely at them all with fire in their eyes.
Looking at this fat man who kept saying he was out of food.
Next, a battle of words that lasted for a stick of incense began. The first to open their mouths were some scholars who couldn't put down their scrolls. Almost all of them were eloquent. They quoted scriptures with every opening of their mouths, and they were sweating profusely.
They all said things like "Food is the most important thing" or "If you don't have enough food, you won't be able to show off your beauty if you don't have enough energy".
The fat man was a rough man and couldn't quite understand what these scholars were saying. But judging from their angry looks, they probably didn't mean anything nice. He didn't know how to say elegant words, nor did he know how to use exquisite rhetoric to deal with them.
He has only one solution for these lousy readers.
The fat man raised his rolling pin, pointed at the scholar and yelled: "If anyone dares to say another word, I will use him to cook."
As soon as these words came out, those scholars who had been chattering just now stopped. Shut up, shut up immediately. We are scholars, and we have always believed that gentlemen should talk but not take action. Of course, they will not admit it.
They are cowarded. The so-called gentleman should do something and refrain from doing something. Now they are doing something not to do.
Wu Zheng doesn't care much about this. He only cares about one thing now, whether he has no food to eat and is going hungry.
Some of the rich kids couldn't stand it, especially the little dwarf at the head. Just kidding, they are followers of Xiaohua, so they are fearless, okay? So this group of guys who were usually spoiled and tired of being pampered began to get angry.
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Seeing that something was wrong, Wu Zheng pulled Mo Han and ran outside the crowd. Judging from Wu Zheng's many years of experience in watching the excitement, a fight was about to happen. In such a place of right and wrong, hurry up and escape!
Mo Han was confused by Wu Zheng's sudden move, and his face turned red again. She was a little girl, and she was very shameless. But
Wu Zheng didn't care. His attention was all on the fat man holding the rolling pin, and he seemed to be gloating about his misfortune. This smash ball should be beaten this time.
However, Wu Zheng's jaw-dropping operation appeared. He saw the fat man walking around many students, and that lump of fat was extremely flexible. He held a rolling pin and hit every one he saw. Under one person, there was no more or no more.
Young man, I just caught it. Fortunately, this guy is not holding an extremely sharp Wang Mazi kitchen knife, otherwise tomorrow's meal will be human meat buns.
Suddenly, a voice seemed to have seen the secret, and said calmly: "Good body skills, this person must have been very thin before."
Wu Zheng looked at the source of the sound, and it turned out to be Xiaohua. Not only him, but also an old man wearing tattered robes beside him. The two of them were standing steadily not far away at the moment, observing the battle situation. Obviously, just now
The sound Wu Zheng heard was the conversation between the two people.
Huang Taixian didn't pay attention to Xiaohua's remarks. Instead, he said calmly: "The academy does not support idlers. How can you get along without some skills."
When Xiaohua and the two came closer, the battle was coming to an end. The fat man's attack was quite light and he didn't really kill anyone. Moreover, he generously chose to let the female students go. It's the principle of pity and cherish the beauty.
, he seems to be very proficient.
However, if they want to eat, there is no way. As a qualified chef, he will never relax the policy just because you are a woman. This is a matter of principle. From this point of view, these female students may have to lose weight because of this.
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Xiaohua shook her head at the side, how miserable! He had never beaten anyone like this before. He couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the fat man over there. The fat man was also very heroic, and even blew a kiss to Xiaohua in return.
"Idol, take revenge on us!" I don't know who it was, but suddenly wailed towards Xiaohua while lying on the ground.
"Yes, yes, take revenge on us." Another voice sounded again.
Suddenly, the fat man put on a serious expression. He stared straight at Xiaohua, raised his eyes and said, "Are you in the same group?"
After hearing this, Xiaohua shook her head. It wasn't that he was afraid, but he didn't want to cause trouble for no reason. So in order to express his innocence, Xiaohua deliberately found the leading dwarf among the many children from the rich family.
The little dwarf thought that the idol was going to avenge himself, and tears and snot suddenly flowed from his nose. He crawled hard on the ground, his face full of grievances. When he touched the idol's thigh, he hugged him and was not ready to let go.
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Xiaohua looked at the person under her, and suddenly she didn't want to do anything. But for the sake of my reputation as your idol, I can only wrong you. So, Xiaohua slowly closed her eyes. If she didn't see it, she should have
It's not considered bullying anymore.
Thinking of this, Xiaohua no longer hesitated and shouted: "Why revenge? How could I be with you?" As she said this, she held a folding fan in her hand and started to beat the little dwarf on the head.
Wu Zheng watched from the side and swallowed secretly. Wu Zheng had a judgment in his heart. He could feel that it was harder than when he hit himself, and it was a very dark attack.
In fact, at this moment, the one who is most confused is probably the little dwarf. What's going on? Idol, why did you hit me? The one who shouted for revenge just now was not me. Idol, did you recognize the wrong person?
After a beating, the little man seemed to have lost his strength. The hand that was only holding Xiaohua's thigh finally let go. At this point, Xiaohua also stopped what he was doing. He began to pray silently in his heart: "Don't blame me.
Just blame Wu Zheng."
The fat man in the distance, carrying a rolling pin on his shoulder, gave the little flower another kiss.