Chapter 28: Encounter evil slaves

But Liu Xinmei didn't feel embarrassed at all. She liked the roadside stall very much. Say what is unhygienic, those star-rated hotels are big shoppers, and a dish of cabbage and tofu will cost you dozens of yuan. Besides, in order to attract customers, which one is not smiling? Most of their stalls are very clean, at least decent, but of course, if you have a cleansing habit, go home and cook for yourself.
A couple of older couples selling ravioli. The old lady was kind-hearted and stood at the table to wrap ravioli. A pair of weather-beaten hands is very dexterous, not much effort, the ravioli is like a butterfly, covered with a chopping board, spreading wings one by one, watching it is pleasing to the eye.
The fire was very strong, the water was rolling, and the old man took the ravioli out of the pot with ease, and he prepared the sea bowl. As soon as the wonton was fished out, he sprinkled with various seasonings, and a fragrance spread.
"Several, please!" The old man greeted.
Liu Yeer took the bowl and gently blew it, feeding it carefully into the extraordinary mouth.
"It's delicious!" He said vaguely, and ate with a gulp.
Alas, it is not the taste of mountains and seas, but he ate very sweetly. According to the character of the original owner, this child also suffered a lot with her. Now that God has arranged this mother-child relationship, she will surely ensure his healthy growth.
Liu Xinmei looked at this scene with some sadness, and then bowed his head and silently scooped up the soup. Well, her eyes are bright and the soup is delicious, no wonder the little guy is eating with relish. The master is in the folk!
In a good mood, plus being really hungry, a simple bowl of ravioli will satisfy several people.
I was about to let Liu Yeer check out and left, but when I looked up, I saw the stall owner's face changed and changed, and looked at the whistle horse coming from the south with fear.
Liu Xinmei also looked at him in his sight. Even in this lively market, the group of people did not even know how to avoid it, but came in a rampage. A man dressed as a family stretched out his hand and took something he liked from the stall, but half of the eldest child never took it out. The stall owners dare not to be angry or to speak, on the contrary, they have to accompany a smiley face, nodding and saying a few good words, as if it was a great honor.
"What's the reason for this person?" Liu Xinmei couldn't help asking, even though he knew the truth about the curiosity that killed the cat.
"Ma'am, this is Master Lian Zehao, the son of Lian Bachelor. With some power in his family, he has been in the capital all day long. You must not look at him. This guy is a bully. Like to tease young women and eldest daughters. "The old man lowered his voice and kindly reminded. The woman is young and beautiful, but willing to patronize his stall, presumably from a family who is not rich and expensive, but it is still good to keep such evil away.
Liu Xinmei nodded gratefully, and was about to leave quietly, but turned around and found that, taking advantage of Liu Ye's checkout, he didn't know where to go. One heart suddenly became chaotic, and countless kinds of hearts might have flowed into the heart and been abducted? Or is it simply lost? No matter what kind of consequences, she is not able to bear. The first time she came out, she lost the boy. Can she still go back to Anwang Mansion?
I heard that the young man was gone, and Liu Ye'er was about to cry. She panicked and went to the streets to find it. Liu Xinmei sighed secretly: he really is not a good mother, day-to-day, can't even take care of a child. Can't care a lot at the moment, standing on a long wooden bench with the skirt angle raised, watching around.
"Liuye'er, there." Standing high and looking far away, she soon discovered that the child was standing in front of a kneading noodle booth, and seemed to be fascinated by the vivid noodles.
Liu Ye'er hurried over, picked up the younger son, turned around and just wanted to come back, but was stopped by someone.
A family stared at Liu Ye'er, looked at it with bad intentions, and said with a smile: "Oh, good-looking chick, aren't our young masters lacking a warm bed? I think this guarantees the young master's intention."
Speaking and pulling.
Liu Ye'er was frightened, evading from right to left. This man's frustration is like a dog skin plaster. A pretty face turned red with shame, and tears twirled in his eyes.
"You are not allowed to bully her." Near Zhu Zhechi, with Liu Xinmei these few days, the child had the courage to stretch out his little feet to kick the man's salty pig hand.
"Little boy, you are looking for death." The man grinned and went to grab the child in Liu Ye's arms.
"You, what are you doing?" Liu Yeer stepped back in horror.
Liu Xinmei rushed over like a whirlwind, spreading his arms and protecting them behind him.
"Yeah, this little lady is more handsome than that girl, the young master's flamboyant blessings today are not shallow!" The Ding "haha" laughed, his expression even more frivolous.
In his life, he hated this kind of dog-legged act as a tiger. Liu Xinmei rounded his arms without saying a word, and slapped the guy fiercely.
"You, who are you hitting?" The Ding was beaten and asked, covering his cheek.
Seeing the lively people, they all endure the smile, but they dare not laugh out loud, but they secretly squeezed a sweat for Liu Xinmei. There is only one maidservant behind her. It seems that she is only a slightly wealthy merchant's house. How does such a portal compare with Lianfu?
"Skin is so thick, my hands are hurting." Liu Xinmei got cheap and sold well, deliberately shook his hand.
The extraordinary "poof ..." laughed, and the mother was really funny, but would her hand hurt?
Sliding down in Liu Ye's arms, he walked beside Liu Xinmei with a pair of short legs, raised his face and asked with concern: "My mother, does your hand hurt? I'll blow it for you blow."
There was a low laugh in the crowd, and the mother and son were really scared.
"Who are you? Dare to fight against our Lianfu? The acquaintances of the acquaintance cried nicely. When we went back to the house, the uncle would spare you."
"Good? Then I call you a good son!" Liu Xinmei smiled harmlessly.
"Mother, am I so bad? I won't be like this when I grow up." Chao Fan didn't do it first, staring at the man angrily.
"Hahaha ..." Finally someone couldn't help but laughed while holding his belly.
"Dare to take advantage of Lao Tzu! How old are you to be able to give birth to my son?" The man first screamed and suddenly smiled evilly: "Oh, I haven't been a mother since childhood I really hope someone hurts me. Mother, son wants to breastfeed, can you give it? "
Give you a head! Liu Xinmei's anger started from his heart, and he wanted to teach him a good lesson.