Chapter 91: Punish the Street Slider
Tang Jianguo thinks about when he used to treat money as paper, others looked at him like a fool. But what he saw at the time was indeed money, not paper, which was exactly the same as his wife Li Xiaoling at this time.
Thinking of this, Tang Jianguo was scared with cold sweat on his forehead, his eyes full of awe at Fu Yingying.
In broad daylight, hell.
"Haha, your wife said it's money!" Fu Yingying smiled, pushing the bicycle and going away, suddenly turned his head, "If you steal my bicycle again, I will make your family's money become paper. ·····"
Tang Jianguo was trembling with fright and wanted to chase him, but he didn't dare to chase him.
Fu Yingying left triumphantly on a bicycle, huh, if you have the ability to steal her bike, you will have the consciousness of becoming neurotic!
Fu Yingying bought the old street walnut cakes and other desserts, went to the Chinese herbal medicine store, bought the Chinese herbal medicines he needed, and then left happily on his bicycle.
But when I passed a small restaurant, I heard a familiar voice crying, "Say yes, pay for one month. When the time comes, you say that I will work here for three months. You actually have a division of labor. No money is given to me, it's too bullying!"
Fu Yingying took a look, isn't this Liu Qingqing, the cousin of the third uncle's family?
Is this small restaurant where my cousin works? There are at most a dozen tables inside, which looks like an ordinary small restaurant.
"You often take time off, and you break my plate. It's because of your pitiful country folks that you won’t lose money. Get out of here, get out of me!" At this time, a fat daughter rushed out with a feather duster and faced him. Liu Qingqing whipped it.
Fu Yingying is angry, this fat pig, who doesn't pay wages, is actually beating someone?
Fu Yingying rushed over on his bicycle, rushing, and shouting, "Oh, the brakes of the bicycle have failed and can’t stop..."
Fu Yingying not only knocked down the owner of the dead fat pig small restaurant, but also pressed the bicycle over her belly.
"You shameless little gangster, I must tear you today!" The dead pig proprietress got up from the ground with a grunt, she was not crushed at all, thanks to her own fat.
The dead fat pig proprietress' feather duster actually lashed at Fu Yingying, seeing that she was about to hit Fu Yingying, but she accidentally stepped on the watermelon peel and squatted firmly.
"Oh, I fell to death!" The boss of the dead pig yelled in pain.
"This lady, I said that the brakes can't work. I actually blocked the road, didn't let go, and hit you. I am also very innocent! But you fell and you stepped on the watermelon peel. It has nothing to do with me." Yingying finally got off the bike and smiled at the wife of the dead fat pig Zhou.
Liu Qingqing worried that Fu Yingying was being bullied, and immediately stood in front of Fu Yingying, "Yingying, let's go quickly, or she will be beaten, she is broken!"
Their country folks couldn't beat these street skaters, they could only suffer this loss, and they worked for three months in vain.
"Oh, you are in the same group. You hit me and you still want to leave. No one wants to leave without paying five hundred yuan." The dead pig proprietress stared at her with small eyes, and was about to go wrong.
Fu Yingying sneered, "You jumped three feet high, where is the injury? You smashed people once, and you will be unlucky for a lifetime, so you can accumulate some virtue for your child! Hurry up and settle my cousin's wages, otherwise you will regret it for a lifetime. ."
