Whoops, the crowd dispersed in panic. Tong Ziyao jumped up, grabbed her backpack, and ran towards a place with few people.
I complained in my heart: Edi Niang, who is so wicked? Don't let your aunt catch you, otherwise, ahem, you won't be able to bear the consequences.
"boom!"
"ah--"
A sudden brake caused Tong Ziyao to be almost knocked away. She rubbed her nose and glared at the man with a strong chest.
"Hiss!" Tong Ziyao narrowed her eyes, took a breath, turned around and ran away.
If you can't afford to offend, can you still afford to hide?
Tong Ziyao got into the alley and leaned against the wall, panting heavily, and cursed: "Damn old man!"
At this time, the old man in Tong Ziyao's mouth frowned and looked back, looking at the half-grown boy who ran away quickly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a strange sense of familiarity arose spontaneously. Especially those smart eyes are very similar to that dragging dead girl.
It must be that I didn't sleep well last night and was thinking too much.
"Captain Ye."
A surprised voice sounded.
Ye Xiangdong rolled his eyes coldly, and a chubby young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came towards him with a silly grin. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old. Followed by a group of red armbands.
A sharp look flashed in Ye Xiangdong's eyes, and the young man shrank his neck: "Brother Ye, why are you here?"
"Ye Hu? A thief." Ye Xiangdong glanced at the red armband seriously and said impatiently.
Pang Hu immediately became energetic: "Thief? Where is he?"
Ye Xiangdong's mind flashed with those smart eyes, and he pointed in another direction by mistake.
Pang Hu wanted to say something else, but was urged by the tall and thin red armband behind him, so he had to give up and shouted that he would go to Brother Ye for a drink when he had time.
Ye Xiangdong nodded with an indifferent expression. Watching the group of bandits disappear from sight, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Don't let this stinky girl fall into their hands.
The evil-hearted female supporting role, who was obsessed with an old man, was happily continuing to sell things, and the basket on her back was almost torn apart.
But it turned out that Tong Ziyao ran to the door of Sister Yan's brother's house by mistake. She happened to be bumped into by Sister Yan who was going home. She raised her throat and the alley suddenly became lively.
Half an hour later, Tong Ziyao walked out of the alley humming a piece of music and holding a piece of wilted grass in her mouth. She was thinking about whether she should go to the supply and marketing cooperative for a while, so that she could not harm her internal organs.
As he was walking, he bumped into someone and a strong wind hit him.
"Ah!"
The cold scolding sounded at the handover, and alarm bells rang in Tong Ziyao's heart. This was causing pink eye, so she must keep a low profile next time.
Soon after, Tong Ziyao's actions were faster than his thoughts, and he turned around to escape the man's grasp. With a wave of his hand and a smile on his lips, a packet of medicinal powder was swatted at the man's face.
The man was unprepared and powder fell on his clothes and neck.
There was a muffled hum, and Tong Ziyao was startled, and quickly backed away, just writing the enhanced version of Itchy Powder...that's all.
Tong Ziyao's eyes flashed slightly and she felt a little guilty. When she raised her head, her legs went weak and she almost knelt down.
Why is it him?
When danger strikes, running away is the best strategy.
Tong Ziyao subconsciously turned around and ran away. The man's cold gaze swept over her, making her whole body feel uncomfortable.
Damn old man, enemies are always on the same road.
"Comrade Xiaobai!" Ye Xiangdong was still not sure that the little man in front of him was the unscrupulous and black-hearted Bai Qianqian.
Suddenly she heard her voice and her eyes were dark.
"Bah! Who are you? Did I offend you? I didn't steal your wife!" Tong Ziyao was full of anger. She glared at the old man blocking the way and instantly became furious.
This hatred in my heart! I definitely didn’t look at the almanac when I went out today.
Ye Xiangdong looked Tong Ziyao up and down: "Bai Qianqian, come here!"
No!
"Tch, who are you? Don't take yourself for granted. You just asked me to go there? Isn't it very shameful?" Tong Ziyao didn't cooperate at all and complained wildly in her heart.
Ye Xiangdong stared at Tong Ziyao with a strange expression, wishing to poke a hole in her body.
Tong Ziyao frowned and lowered her face: "Hey, notice, if you don't get out of the way, I will call you a hooligan."
"Really? You shout! You are a man!" The old man stared at the young man opposite him for a moment, as if he wanted to see through her. Could the smelly girl be following me?
Not knowing what he thought of, a cold light flashed in Ye Xiangdong's eyes, and he reached out to grab Tong Ziyao's wrist.
Tong Ziyao almost choked to death after taking a mouthful of old blood.
Is the old man sick? And the illness is not serious, otherwise why would Mao always stare at him and have trouble with him?
Isn't it that special?
Tong Ziyao, who was complaining crazily, thrust the backpack towards the man's head and beat him to vent his anger.
Ye Xiangdong's foot slipped and he almost fell to his knees. Smelly girl, she really doesn't have pure thoughts towards herself. To attack a man on the street, a disgraced young man is worse than...
Ahem.
Ye Xiangdong saw that the smelly girl had escaped his attack, and he became more and more sure that this person was not the daughter of the Bai family. Who was occupying the magpie's nest?
Tong Ziyao stretched out her short legs of 1.2 meters and greeted the old man's lower body. Ye Xiangdong's face suddenly turned dark.
"who are you?"
"Hmph! I won't tell you!" Tong Ziyao was so angry that she couldn't bear to die. She made a face and glanced at the man provocatively, "Watch the move!"
Ye Xiangdong subconsciously took two steps back, and the young man across from him didn't want the basket either. He waved his little hand and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The man smiled angrily, "Okay, great!" Smelly girl, wait for him.
Tong Ziyao cursed and ran away. She felt distressed for three seconds and decided to go to the old man to save her face. The old man was the first and the last one who dared to offend her.
At this point, the supply and marketing cooperative was a little deserted. The salesperson was sitting at the counter knitting sweaters and didn't seem to see anyone coming in.
Tong Ziyao didn't care, and walked around casually, looking at this and that, and walked away without buying anything.
As soon as I reached the door, I heard a teasing voice coming from behind the counter.
"Poor guy!"
You are the poor one! Your whole family is poor!
I’m so angry!
Tong Ziyao turned around and went to the state-owned hotel. The waiter here was even more arrogant and kept rolling her eyes upwards when talking. Unexpectedly, she thought there was a flower on the melon on her head.
Seeing the sloppy boy ordering a bunch of things, the waiter curled his lips and said, "You don't even know where this place is and you dare to act wild? Do you think anyone can entertain us?"
Tong Ziyao rolled her eyes: "Comrade, didn't you see the writing on the wall?"
"Serve the people!" The waiter became more and more disgusted and pointed to a few big words written on the wall. The muddy legs in the countryside almost stained his eyes.
Tong Ziyao's cold eyes flashed with a hint of mischief: "How do you serve the people?"
"Tch, poor guy! Do you have money? Do you have a ticket?"
"No!"
"Isn't that enough?" The waiter pointed to the door: "Why don't you get out?"
"Auntie, you are very enlightened, so please set an example."
"puff!"
"Ha ha!"
"ah--"
