"You just said, did you crush my Ulan grass, did you smash my stall?"
"What? Give the old man a few pieces of spar to get rid of him? Old man, am I like this?"
"Hey, hey, everyone come and judge me! A group of young people are bullying me, a widowed old man!"
"Schools can be killed and cannot be humiliated! Wow, old man, I'm dead!"
Leng Yumo was dumbfounded.
She had never seen anyone so shameless.
Seeing that everyone around looked over, and that booth was indeed smashed by her.
Leng Yumo's face turned blue and then white, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Then! You! Come on! What! Think! How! What! How?!"
The old man wiped away his tears, and said, "You smashed my stall and everything I used to eat, and then you will be responsible for my daily life!"
"What?!" Leng Yumo picked out her ears.
The old man blew his beard and stared, "Did I say something wrong? Look at you, young girl, you are also pretty, so it's possible that you want to play tricks? Oh, yes, you threw someone over just now. Sometimes, it hit the old man on my leg, ouch, my leg hurts so much!"
Leng Yumo was going crazy.
Obviously, when the old man rushed over just now, his legs and feet were very agile.
Now she looks like she has a broken leg, she is just playing her like a monkey!
Leng Yumo turned her head to look at her senior brother, only to find that the remaining six were watching the play with great interest.
Luo Yu was still holding melon seeds, and was nibbling with Ling Yusheng with relish, "Tsk tsk tsk, isn't this the Porcelain that Bixie talks about? Fourth Senior Sister is really unlucky!"
Ling Yusheng was more obedient, hesitantly said: "It is true that the fourth senior sister smashed the old man's booth, and it is only natural that he should be asked for compensation."
Yun Ruohan glanced at Ling Yusheng gratifiedly, and nodded, "My Xiaoyaomen never offends me and I don't offend them. It's our fault, so we should bear it. It was true that Yumo was too impulsive just now, and shouldn't be on the street. Do it, hurt the innocent."
Leng Yumo fell back in anger, and quickly turned her gaze to Muyan and Chu Moli.
She knew that these two people were the smartest in Xiaoyaomen.
She has nothing to do with this old man!
Muyan took a deep look at the old man who was rolling on the ground, then turned her head to meet Chu Moli's gaze.
They both saw the deep meaning in each other's eyes.
Muyan coughed lightly, turned her head to look at Leng Yumo, was about to speak, when the old man lying on the ground suddenly said loudly.
"Okay, okay, little girl, I don't ask you to take care of me for the rest of my life, as long as you send me to Changyang City safely, it will be fine, right?"
Leng Yumo was taken aback, then looked down at the old man: "Are you going to [Changyang City]?"
"That's right! Old man, I have a relative in Changyang City. You just need to take the old man there to find my relative, and our account will be cancelled. Is that okay?"
Leng Yumo hesitated for a while, and finally gritted her teeth: "Okay, I promise you!"
Because the old man said that his legs and feet were hurt, Leng Yumo squatted down and helped him up.
"Hey girl, wait a minute, old man, I'm covered in mud..."
Leng Yumo glared at him angrily, "When you rushed over to blackmail me just now, why weren't you afraid of getting my feet dirty?"
As he said that, without waiting for the old man to speak again, he directly carried him to a luxurious carriage, and helped him to sit on it.