Sang Tianjiao girl is a little sweet

Chapter 56 Let You Go Away

After recognizing them, Hua Qian coughed lightly, stepped forward and said, "Hey, where did this uncle come from?"

Seeing that Hua Qian, a little girl, was so bold to meddle in other people's business, the people watching looked at her with sighs, and kindly reminded her not to be fussy and leave quickly.

After hearing this, Hua Qian looked at the kind person, and only said thank you, but did not leave.

The three little bastards were playing with the scholar for fun, and when they saw a little girl meddling in their business, they smiled instead of anger, but the smiles had malicious intentions.

However, when they saw Hua Qian's face clearly, their smiles suddenly turned into shock, and they wanted to slip away quickly, but there were too many people watching, blocking their way.

Hua Qian saw their panic, and stepped forward with a smile, "You guys are very leisurely today."

The little gangster with the scar on the corner of his eye was obviously the leader of the three of them. He saw Hua Qian walking towards them, and immediately smiled, "Hehe...my little aunt is here to visit the temple fair too."

The scene suddenly reversed, and the onlookers were very curious about Hua Qian for a moment, and they all whispered to each other, guessing which family Hua Qian was the daughter of.

At this time, Hua Xing'er suddenly exclaimed, "Xian'er, the person they beat is Brother Shitou!"

Hua Qian turned her head and saw that the frail scholar was the son of Seventh Aunt Liu's - Hua Yuanming, nicknamed Shitou.

Hearing Xing'er's words, the little gangster with scars at the corners of his eyes turned paler with fright, and said with trembling lips: "Little aunt, I...we didn't know he was your relative..."

"It's late!" Hua Qian shouted angrily, then walked around the three of them, and said again: "I heard that your stomach hurts after eating Brother Shitou's food, huh?"

The three of them shook their heads and said no, it was a misunderstanding, it's a pity that Hua Qian was willing to bypass them.

"No, your stomach hurts, that's true!" Hua Qian emphasized again.

"No, no... We don't have a stomachache, that's all nonsense, and it has nothing to do with this young master's things."

Hua Qian was smiling, without looking angry at all, and slowly approached the little gangster with the scar on the corner of his eye, "No, your stomach hurts, and it hurts very much!"

The moment Hua Qian spoke, she clenched her right hand and punched the little gangster in the stomach, but was stopped at the last moment.

Depressed Hua Qian glanced sideways, but it was Yue Xia, who immediately put on a smile and said, "A Yue, beat them up!"

Yue Xia came here to help Hua Qian beat someone up.

He wouldn't tell Hua Qian that when he saw her about to beat someone just now, he was very resistant to her touching other men, even through clothes, he wouldn't allow it, so he immediately came up to stop her.

Yue Xia's attack must be much more ruthless than Hua Qian's, and because of the inexplicable jealousy in his heart, he is even more merciless in his attack.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were all very happy.

But in a short while, the three people's noses and faces were swollen, and they could no longer see their original faces.

Hua Qian stepped forward and kicked one of them, and said, "My family, Ayue, is exhausted from beating people, and you are bullying brother Shitou again, do you need compensation?"

Those three people still dared to say anything, they took out the money they had on their bodies with a mournful face like a pig, held it over their heads and offered it to Hua Qian.

After getting the money, Hua Qian didn't make things difficult for the three of them anymore, and said with a smile: "Seeing that your attitude of admitting your mistakes is not bad, this lady is kind enough to let you go, but you must wear your eyes when you go out in the future."

The three of them nodded repeatedly, bowed their knees, looked like grandsons, and they didn't have the air of arrogance just now.

After the three punks left, the crowd of onlookers also gradually dispersed.

Hua Qian walked to Shitou's side, looked at the five-color rice in the basket beside him, and already knew the purpose of his coming to town today.

"Brother Shitou, are you alright?" Hua Qian asked with concern.

Shitou tidied up the messy clothes on his body, and was not depressed by what happened just now, with a slight smile on his lips, "Xian'er, thank you, and Xing'er, Yue Xia, thank you all."

Shitou is about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is a handsome boy, but a little thin.

"Brother Shitou is still polite to us, and he is not afraid that we will beat you!" Xing'er said, shaking her fist in front of the stone.

Shitou smiled stupidly, scratched his head, and then remembered the five-color rice he had thrown aside, and said, "This is the five-color rice made by my mother, you guys have a taste."

Hua Qian wanted to eat it a long time ago, so she unceremoniously scooped up a ball with a wooden spoon, wrapped it in oiled paper, and began to taste it.

I saw her eating while saying: "Auntie's cooking skills are really amazing, delicious, really delicious."

Some of the onlookers hadn't left yet. Hearing Hua Qian's admiration, they stepped forward curiously and asked, "Little girl, is it really that delicious?"

Hua Qian looked up at the woman who was speaking, smiled slyly, and said, "I want to know, you'll know after you buy it and take a bite."

The woman on the opposite side was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then how do you sell the five-color rice?"

Shi Shi was about to speak, but Hua Qian said with a smile, "A bowl of five cents."

The woman's face changed when she heard it, "every household can make five-color rice, and it's so expensive, why don't you grab it."

Shi Shi was about to explain, Hua Qian said with a smile again: "It is true that every household can make it, but no one makes it so delicious. If you don't buy it, I can eat more."

As Hua Qian said, she scooped up another ball and put it in the oiled paper to eat. The pretty and lovely appearance, she ate with relish, and everyone watching subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

When the woman heard this, she was also a little moved, she gritted her teeth and said, "Then give me a bowl."

"Okay!" Hua Xili scooped up a bowl, then poured it on the spare parchment paper, Hua Xing'er wrapped it up and handed it to the woman opposite.

At this time, a man who bought five-color rice before hurried over and said to Shitou, "Young man, bring me two more bowls of five-color rice. Our kids say it's delicious."

As the man spoke, he handed Shi Shi two Wen. Hua Qian looked at it and said, "Uncle, the five-color rice has increased in price, and now it costs five Wen a bowl. If you don't believe me, ask this aunt."

The man was startled, looked at Hua Qian who was standing beside the stone, frowned and said displeasedly: "When I bought it with this young man just now, it was only one penny a bowl, how come you now have five pennies a bowl?" ?”

Hua Qian was not angry because of the rudeness of the man opposite, she still smiled and said: "Our family's five-color rice is delicious, don't all your children like it."

With this reminder, the man also thought of the happy appearance of the children at home, and felt that it was understandable that it was more expensive.

His mother-in-law can also cook five-color rice, but the taste is not half as good as others', and it's their ability to sell it for five cents.

"Okay, give me two more bowls." The man said and handed ten Wen to Shi Shi, and Hua Qian also started to work, and after a while, he handed him two packs of five-color rice.

With the help of Hua Qian, the five-color rice was sold out in a short while.

(End of this chapter)