A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

"Joan, my son said he'll send someone to pick me up right away, you should go and do your work."

"I'll have him take the house back in a bit. You can go set up your stall without worry. With my son around, no one will dare to touch you."

Shan Cuilan knew what kind of official her son held.

He wouldn't dare say he's second only to the emperor, but in the entire city of Pingjing, there are probably very few people who would dare to provoke him.

Qiao An smiled and said, "Grandma, I'd better wait for them to pick you up before I leave, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Upon hearing this, Shan Cuilan felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

For generations, their family had only sons, and even after the sons got married, they still had sons.

In this era of patriarchal preference, their family truly cherishes their daughter.

But three generations have passed, and not a single one of them has lived up to expectations.

Yesterday, Qiao An was the first to stand up for her and even took her to stay at a guesthouse. Today, she is being so considerate again. Shan Cuilan felt her heart was melting.

How wonderful it would be if she had such a daughter or granddaughter.

More than half an hour later, a military green jeep stopped in front of the phone booth.

Three young men in military uniforms and an older man got out of the car.

Judging from his military rank, he was similar to Huo Jiyun, and should also be a regimental-level cadre.

"Auntie, why didn't you tell us you were coming to Pingjing? We could have come to pick you up."

"You're all busy with work, and besides, I'm not old. I have arms and legs, so you don't need to pick me up."

After saying that, Shan Cuilan came to Qiao An and said, "Qiao An, you go ahead and do your work. I'll go find my son now and explain the house situation to him. Come to Grandma's house for dinner tonight."

Joan didn't stand on ceremony. "Alright, I'll be going now. Goodbye, Grandma."

"Hey." Shan Cuilan smiled and waved.

She got into the jeep only after the tricycle turned off the street.

Qiao An went to the warehouse to get the clothes, rode her bike to the back street, to the same spot where she had set up her stall yesterday.

Today they released blue flared jeans, as well as white ones and fabric ones. The shirts also come in several more colors and styles.

Even more people came to look at the clothes.

Liang Caili stayed at the hospital with her husband all night yesterday.

The doctor said Zhou Qinggang had a fractured shinbone and needed to be hospitalized for surgery.

The surgery will cost a lot of money.

In the morning, Liang Caili rushed home to pack some of Zhou Qinggang's personal belongings.

As soon as they reached the entrance of the alley, they saw Qiao An setting up a stall.

So what? You beat someone up yesterday, and you still dare to come back today?

Liang Caili's temples throbbed. She grabbed a stick from the roadside and was about to rush over.

Suddenly, the image of Qiao An hitting someone yesterday flashed through my mind.

Even Zhou Qinggang, that big man, couldn't beat her; with her small frame, she'd probably be in even more trouble.

Her eyes lit up, she threw down the stick, and ran towards the police station.

A few minutes later, several men in police uniforms arrived at the entrance of the alley, led by Liang Caili.

"Officer, it's her! She broke my husband's leg here yesterday, and he's still in the hospital!"

"Arrest her quickly, lock her up! Oh, and she has to pay my husband's medical bills!"

The leading policeman was named Jiang Shoucheng. He had been a policeman for over ten years and had seen all sorts of vicious people.

He looked at Qiao An, who was setting up a stall next to the tricycle; she was slender and small.

Thinking of Zhou Qinggang's towering height of 1.8 meters, it was hard to believe that this young woman could break his legs.

"Liang Caili, making a false police report is illegal. Are you really sure she was the one who assaulted someone?"

Jiang Shoucheng raised his eyebrows, clearly disbelieving.

"Hitting someone? Hitting who?" Qiao An asked, peeking out.

"You little bitch, what are you pretending for? Yesterday you helped that old hag slap me across the face and broke my husband's leg. So many neighbors saw it, and you're still acting like this!"

Liang Caili gritted her teeth. "Officer Jiang, if you don't believe me, you can go ask. Everyone saw it!"

Jiang Shoucheng pinched the bridge of his nose. Liang Caili and her husband, relying on their family's connections working in the municipal party committee, usually acted like tyrants in the alley.

Many people seek their mediation; he gets a headache whenever he sees Liang Caili and Zhou Qinggang.

Today, I suddenly heard that the couple had been beaten up. Although this violated professional ethics, Jiang Shoucheng still felt a little smug.

"Officer, you can ask around. I believe the neighbors in the back alleys are kind and would never lie."

Qiao An stepped forward and said, "Yesterday, the couple bullied an old lady and even tried to hit her. I couldn't stand it and said a few words, but they tried to hit me too."

"If I hadn't learned kung fu since elementary school, I would be the one lying in a hospital bed now."

"I'm new here, I have no background, no power, I'm just a small stall owner. If you insist on arresting me today, I have nothing to say."

"Pingjing... the capital city. I thought it was the best and most civilized place in the entire Xia Kingdom, but it seems that's not entirely true."

Qiao An speaks in a refined and logical manner, unlike a country girl.

Jiang Shoucheng was hesitating when Liang Caili suddenly grabbed two people from the side.

"You two were there yesterday too, didn't you see her hit Zhou Qinggang?"

The two men who were grabbed by Liang Caili glared at her irritably.

"You two, trying to beat up a young girl, and then calling the police because you couldn't win? How is that any different from a child tattling on someone else's fight? How childish!"

"That's right. Anyway, Officer Jiang is here, so I'll say what I saw. You and Zhou Qinggang started it, so this girl was acting in self-defense."

After saying that, the two pulled Liang Caili's hand away and walked into the alley.

"Pah! You two shameless bastards! Just you wait, tomorrow I'll clog your drain! Let's see how you act tough with me!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shoucheng immediately understood that Liang Caili must have been bullying someone again, but this time she had met her match.

"Do I need to ask others? If everyone says that, Liang Caili, you're just asking for trouble."

Just as Liang Caili was about to speak, Jiang Shoucheng pointed his finger at her nose and said, "I'm warning you, think carefully before you speak."

Liang Caili immediately deflated.

She knew perfectly well that they had a bad reputation in the alley.

I doubt anyone will speak up for them.

But she just couldn't swallow this insult.

Seeing that Liang Caili remained silent, Jiang Shoucheng waved his hand and left with the police.

Qiao An gave Liang Caili a smug smile and continued selling clothes.

Selling clothes?

Right!

Liang Caili suddenly thought of a way to get back at Qiao An.

"Hmph! You wait! Don't be too happy yet!"

Liang Caili uttered a harsh remark and went home to pack her things.

When she came out again, she turned and walked towards the phone booth.

After dialing a few numbers, Liang Caili curled her lips into a wicked smile.

"Hey! I want to report someone..."

Qiao An ignored Liang Caili; no matter what tricks she tried, it was useless, because soon she and Zhou Qinggang would have to get out of this alley.

Today, Joan is wearing a dress, which attracts the attention of many girls.

Although young people in Pyeongkol dress relatively conservatively, the families of cadres are more open-minded.

Young people are also more fashion-conscious.

There is no other supplier in the entire Pingjing that carries this batch of goods from Qiao An.

There were also repeat customers today; Qiao An mentioned yesterday that a batch of new styles would be available today.

Many of the people who bought clothes yesterday brought their friends with them.

The small tricycle was surrounded by several layers of people.