Happy little peasants

Things seemed to have passed, Jiang Xiaohu's life returned to its original trajectory.

Everything that I experienced in the abandoned village that night was like a thrilling movie.Sometimes Jiang Xiaohu himself couldn't figure out whether he really experienced it or just had a dream.

At around ten o'clock on Saturday morning, Jiang Xiaohu came out of Zhou Qing's house and pulled a cart of food to be sent to Lihua Hotel.

When he reached the end of the street, he suddenly heard a cry.

"Hey? Isn't this a promise?"

Yinuo is the son of Liusao Wangying, and now lives in Zhou Qing's house with Wang Ying.Jiang Xiaohu subsidized the rent for their two mothers and their children every month, which was just a fur on him.

Yinuo is wearing a sweater vest and standing with a few children.But they are not playing, but fighting.

There was a coat on the ground, which was stepped on by some people, and it was mud and water.A tall and fat boy who seemed to be about ten years old was yelling at Yinuo aggressively.

"Go away, savage boy, who asked you to live here with us?" the tall fat boy yelled, and both eyebrows were about to stand up.

He yelled and shoved a promise, so scared that he cried: "I am not a wild child, I have a family!"

"Oh? Really? Do you have a home?" Behind the fat boy, there was a slick, seven or eight-year-old girl. "My father said, your family is a tenant. You live here. Don't think I am I don't know!" A familiar and sophisticated look.

When the little girls akimbo their hands, the little braids on the back of their heads flutter with the wind when they scold others, which is simply majestic and heroic.If this is going to kill the enemy to defend the country, she must be a heroic and proficient female general, but it is a pity that this female general has used heroic weapons in the wrong place.

Yinuo is thin and small, and he is so young, how can he stand up to such a few brothers and sisters?He backed away, cried, and apologized while defending. Jiang Xiaohu felt distressed.

Jiang Xiaohu is angry, is there such a bully?He parked the tricycle, and after getting off the car, the tiger stepped forward.

A few little boys and little girls, the bullies were bullying, but they saw a big brother approaching.The eldest brother guarded the little hillbilly on the opposite side, raised his brows at them, and said with a smile, "Where is your grown-up?"

The appearance of Jiang Xiaohu made Yinuo instantly full of security. He cuddled Jiang Xiaohu tightly, holding Jiang Xiaohu's clothes corners with his little hands and refused to let go.

Although Jiang Xiaohu said this with a smile, his eyes were filled with heroic domineering.Of course, children don't understand what this domineering is, they just find it scary.

The little fat man shuddered, and burped back two steps: "Why are you looking for my dad?"

"I asked him to find out how he brought up such a capable son like you." Jiang Xiaohu smiled.

A child is a child. He was confused by the words he gave to Jiang Xiaohu, and coupled with the sincere smiling face of the other party, he really thought Jiang Xiaohu was complimenting himself.

"Hmph, I'm just so-so, my dad can do a lot more than me." The little fat man said with a serious intention.

Jiang Xiaohu smiled, "I can see it."

Although the little girl is younger than Little Fatty, she has more eyes than him. She grunted and poked Little Fatty's finger: "Are you stupid? He is laughing at you!"

"Joke at me?" The little fat man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly sat on the ground and cried, "Dad, Mom, someone bullied me!"

Sitting and crying wasn't enough, he lay and rolled.Of course, he has been thundering and not raining. In addition, he is very good at choosing a place to lie down on that jacket, which is soft and comfortable.

As soon as the little fat man opened his voice, there was a small shop across the street, and a man in his forties rushed out carrying a broom.

"Who is bullying my son?"

When Jiang Xiaohu saw this man, he was tall and fat, with a fierce look, and his eyebrows were about to stand up, and he couldn't help but laugh at him. It really is a father who has a son!

The man was swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger with anger, and he rushed towards him. Although he was not murderous, he was also awe-inspiring.Especially when he was holding the broom upside down, which was a big killer for children.

Yinuo took a step back in fear and completely hid behind Jiang Xiaohu.Jiang Xiaohu was taken aback for a moment, and patted him on the back with his big hand.

Yi Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Jiang Xiaohu was there, he was not afraid of anything.Suddenly, Jiang Xiaohu grabbed his arm, lifted him to the front, then held his shoulders with both hands, knelt down and said to him, "Man, you can't back down."

"Uncle Tiger, I'm afraid!" Yinuo whispered.

"Don't be afraid, there is me!" Jiang Xiaohu said.

However, the little fat man suddenly felt more confident when he saw his father rushing over.Especially visually, my father is taller and fatter than others, so he has more confidence.

"Son, what's the matter?" The man rushed over and asked the little fat man with his head down.

The little fat man cried and said with tears: "He beat me, scolded me, and spit on me."

Jiang Xiaohu has a black line on his forehead, and he is all three years old and eighty.This kid is so big, his mind is so bad, how can he grow up?It is necessary to teach him a lesson today.

"What?" The man's eyebrows almost stood up into chopsticks. "You still dare to do this to my son, right?"

He rolled up his sleeves, Chong Jiang Xiaohu raised the broom in his hand and whipped it over.

You are the one!Jiang Xiaohu said in his heart, Dad wants to set a good example for his son by killing chickens and monkeys!

He quickly reached out and grabbed the broom swung by the opponent.The powerful strength surged along the broomstick all the way, directly shaking the opponent's mouth numb.

The man wanted to curse, but after the tiger's mouth was numbed, he swallowed the curse abruptly.

"Oh my god, why is this kid so hard? Or is he charged?" the man secretly asked.

The son was still kicking under his feet, crying and asking his father to avenge himself.

Jiang Xiaohu looked down at the little fat man, and said to the old fat man: "Big brother, children can play together, but it's not impossible to fight and make trouble. But your son is a bit too much. He called our child a wild child. Why, is it possible that our child popped out of a crack in the rock? It was Sun Wukong who failed?"

The man was so frightened by Jiang Xiaohu's aggressive gaze and sharp aura that he retreated, and couldn't help swallowing a few saliva.

But at this moment, he still doesn't want to be ashamed of his son: "What? What are you talking about? I don't understand. I saw you bullying my son to the ground and unable to get up!"

"Can't get up, or can't get up? The difference is big!" Jiang Xiaohu took a step closer, "You can protect your calf, and I can't care about bullying others, but I can't bully on my head. Otherwise..."

He secretly pressed his fist and clicked, and a broomstick broke.