Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

Just after leaving the village head's house, Zhang Xiaoxiao asked Ling Chen with great interest, "who was Zhou Cheng? He seems to know the village well, but he's not like the people here. "

Ling Chen is a little surprised by Zhang Xiaoxiao's sharpness now.

He raised his eyebrows and said a little perfunctorily, "I helped him a little before. Now he occasionally helps me."

Although Ling Chen didn't elaborate, Zhang Xiaoxiao inexplicably felt the meaning behind Ling Chen's words. What Zhou Cheng did for Ling Chen, I'm afraid it wouldn't be a beautiful thing.

At least, this should belong to the scope that Ling Chen doesn't want her to know.

It's rare to see one side. Zhang Xiaoxiao doesn't want to waste time in an indifferent place.

She took the initiative to change the topic, looked at the village in front of her with a look of obsession in her eyes, and said with emotion: "this village has preserved all kinds of things of ethnic minorities very well. Now many places in China have been destroyed because of tourism development. All things are rebuilt in the later stage. The real things inherited from the old have long disappeared. "

At this time, Ling Chen always seems much more realistic.

He said with a little Indifference: "if you want to make such a village survive, there is no other way but to travel. You must choose one to live and continue to guard those old things."

Zhang Xiaoxiao sighed, which was really reasonable.

It was at this time that the quarrel spread from the street to the end of their street.

It is said to be the end of the street. In fact, such a small village is less than 100 meters away.

Zhang Xiaoxiao can clearly see from here that there is a man wearing a navy blue coat on the other side of the street, as if he is pulling with two mothers and daughters.

"What's going on ahead? Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at it for two times. He was worried and took Ling Chen there.

When they get closer, they can hear clearly that the other party is really arguing. But the problem is the content of the other party's quarrel. Zhang Xiaoxiao can't hear any of them clearly. Some of the other party speaks the local dialect of ethnic minorities.

However, if you don't understand, it can't affect what Zhang Xiaoxiao sees in front of you.

A man in a navy blue security uniform is robbing a child from a woman.

Compared with this ugly man, full of wine and a strong smell of smoke, the mother and daughter look pitiful.

The child's mother cried so much that she could be said to be torn to the heart and lungs. The children scrambled by both sides seemed to be frightened. They cried loudly. Their faces were full of tears and runny nose. They looked very embarrassed.

Seeing the drunkard, he tried as hard as if he were going to break the child's arm. Zhang Xiaoxiao finally couldn't help it and shouted at him, "what are you doing? Let the child go. "

Generally speaking, in such a place, the best choice for outsiders is not to mind their own business.

But Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at the current situation. She really couldn't care so much. She rushed up and wanted to push the man away.

What moves faster than her is Ling Chen who has been guarding her.

This obviously may be a dangerous situation. How could Ling Chen let Zhang Xiaoxiao fight an alcoholic alone.

In front of the thin mother and daughter, the drunkard who seemed to have no way to resist came to Ling Chen, but it was a waste that was cleaned up in three or two times and then thrown out like a sandbag.

The bullied mother and daughter seemed to have a little reaction after how long. They were saved.

The child's mother held the child tightly, sat on the ground and continued to cry in a low voice. She looked pathetic.

The drunkard was thrown out by Ling Chen and rolled all over the ground. When he got up, he looked confused.

As he patted the dust on his body, he scolded and asked, "who the fuck dares to do it to me?"

However, he was as arrogant as a local ruffian. When he looked back and saw Ling Chen, he disappeared in an instant.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was angry at his bullying coward.

Staring at the drunkard, Zhang Xiaoxiao went to the mother and daughter and whispered to them, "nothing's wrong. Don't be afraid. "

So close, Zhang Xiaoxiao found that the child's mother looked unusually young. Maybe, about her age.

And she held the child in her arms, probably only about two or three years old.

Why would such a young girl rob a child with an alcoholic who looks like a middle-aged man?

Zhang Xiaoxiao suddenly felt something strange in front of him.

The young child's mother held her child tightly. It took nearly ten seconds to respond to Zhang Xiaoxiao's comfort.

She hugged the child, sobbed and said, "thank you, thank you."

Zhang Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment. Only then did she realize a problem.

The two adults and a child made such a scene in the village in broad daylight. Unexpectedly, no villager came out to persuade a quarrel, not even one came out to watch the excitement.

This kind of thing is very unusual.

Humans living on this earth have a common problem, that is, they like to watch the excitement. The human nature of gossip may have been engraved in human DNA.

Let alone in this small mountain village with closed environment, the most important thing for the parents is their life and entertainment. How can no one come out to see it?

Unless everyone knows the trouble and no one can manage it, everyone doesn't even want to see it, because they don't want to find things on themselves, so they hide like this.

Zhang Xiaoxiao squatted on the ground, raised his head and looked at Ling Chen. From Ling Chen's expression, he read the same answer as psychological speculation.

Looking at Ling Chen's helpless appearance, Zhang Xiaoxiao realized that uncle had realized what was going on here before she dragged Ling Chen over.

The right choice for ordinary people is to leave quickly at this time and don't make trouble. However, Zhang Xiaoxiao can't make this choice.

She looked at the child lying in her mother's arms and crying hoarse. Finally, she couldn't bear it.

"Can you tell me what happened? Maybe I can help you. "

Zhang Xiaoxiao said softly, taking the initiative to take out a stack of paper towels from his pocket and let the young mother wipe her and her children's tears.

The girl who looked about the same age as Zhang Xiaoxiao but was already a mother timidly took Zhang Xiaoxiao's paper towel.

However, she was obviously afraid of the middle-aged drunkard. She secretly aimed at the man and didn't dare to speak for several eyes.

The drunkard was obviously very proud of it, and the inflated male self-esteem emboldened him.

His sight lingered on Zhang Xiaoxiao's face and curvaceous figure.