Chapter 127 The tragic woman who was domestically abused

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But fortunately, she finally waited.

"Well, the eldest sister is right. As long as you have a good body, other problems can be solved!"

Mu Hewan responded to the woman's words gently. She counted ten plasters from the basket and handed them to the eldest sister. Xie Ziyu took the money from the eldest sister's hand.

After starting the first business, the people behind started rushing to buy. Mu Hewan comforted them many times, but could not control the enthusiasm of those people to buy.

Both Mu Hewan and Xie Ziyu were so busy that they were sweating. Soon, the whole basket full of plaster was about to bottom out.

"I want twenty stickers, give me twenty stickers!"

The vendor who was squeezed out suddenly rushed in. He originally wanted to wait. He wanted to ask Mu Hewan about his condition.

But what he didn't expect was that so many people would buy the plaster. He was really afraid that if he was slow, he would not be able to buy it.

"Don't worry, everyone. You don't need to buy so much. My friend will come over and sell plasters when he has time. Don't worry, you will have a chance to buy them if you come before the market."

Mu Hewan wiped the sweat from her head. She did not expect that so many people would buy the plaster.

She couldn't help but wonder if Xie Ziyu would be too busy to come up alone.

She just hopes that you can keep this business going smoothly, otherwise, even if you post 500 posts a day, she won't be able to do it!

The hawker couldn't listen to Mu Hewan's advice at all. He insisted on buying twenty stickers. He had been working hard to sell things these days in order to earn more money, buy more plasters, and treat his legs properly.

Seeing that the vendor was very anxious, Mu Hewan took out twenty plasters from the basket and handed them to him, and he took them as if he had found a treasure.

Seeing that the hawker had already received the plaster, Xie Ziyu also took the money from the hawker's hand and started counting it calmly and seriously.

The business of the plaster was much better than Mu Hewan expected. She thought the pain of the plaster would make some people flinch and question its efficacy.

What she didn't expect was that these people not only did not question, but also brainwashed themselves. Adhering to the principle of "the general rule does not hurt, it does not make sense", which allowed them to persevere and achieve remarkable results.

Soon, all the five hundred plasters prepared by Mu Hewan were sold out, and some people kept asking when Mu Hewan would come.

Mu Hewan pointed to Xie Ziyu beside her and introduced them, "This is my friend. She will come here to bring you plasters in the future. As for me, I probably won't come here often."

Those who had not bought the plaster were full of regrets when they heard Mu Hewan's words. They all came here because of the reputation. They finally caught up with the plaster seller, but they did not buy it, which made them very upset.

"For those who didn't buy it, come back the day after tomorrow. I'll try to make it available to everyone who needs it next time."

Mu Hewan also did not expect that the more than 500 plasters she had prepared would be sold out immediately. There were still people who had not bought them. She thought that the 500 plasters would still need to be sold for a few days.

It seems that we need to increase Xie Ziyu's commission, so after deducting costs, the profit will be 50/50 for both of us.

"Girl, do you still remember me? You said you gave me a plaster that day."

At this time, a middle-aged woman came over. She had been waiting for Mu Hewan for the past few days, just waiting for Mu Hewan to give her a plaster.

A patch of plaster costs fifty cents, and she heard it was very effective, so she wanted to give it a try.

Mu Hewan looked at the woman who was talking to her. She did have some impression of this woman, and she smiled softly.

"Of course I remember. I specially left a piece for you. Today's plaster is sold out. If you need it, you can just come back the day after tomorrow."

Mu Hewan took out the last patch of plaster from the basket and handed it to the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman quickly took the plaster, quickly put it into her pocket, said thank you to Mu Hewan, and left quickly.

Looking at the woman's leaving figure, Mu Hewan smiled faintly. She was obviously here to take advantage, but fortunately, she was not afraid of being taken advantage of.

She was very happy after making money today. She was holding the basket with one hand and holding Xie Ziyu with the other hand. She said to Xie Ziyu with excitement: "Come on, I will take you to a restaurant. Let's go to a state-owned restaurant to eat." Let’s go to lunch.”

When Mu Hewan and Xie Ziyu walked out of the black market, they heard shouts and curses coming from not far away, as well as intermittent begging for mercy.

"You bitch, I asked you for 20 yuan and you didn't even give it. Now you actually dare to come to the black market to sell things. I'll see if I don't beat you to death!"

"Please stop fighting. I'm not here to buy anything. I'm just passing by..."

"Passing by? You fucking treat me like a fool, don't you? My mother said that you stole rice and noodles from home and wanted to secretly give them to your poor relatives. Are you living too comfortably and forgetting about them? Are you done with being implicated in the first place?”

There was viciousness in the man's voice, and the crackling of the whip was mixed with the woman's begging for mercy, which was heart-wrenching to hear.

"I really...I really don't have...your mother took the rice and noodles to subsidize your brother-in-law. It has nothing to do with me...I don't have any money either. My money...all my money was taken away by your mother..."

The woman's struggling and begging for mercy became weaker and weaker, and finally only the sound of whimpering remained...

Hearing this, Mu Hewan and Xie Ziyu looked at each other, and Mu Hewan handed the basket in her hand to Xie Ziyu.

"You run fast. You go to the place where the donkey cart is parked to find Jiang Hai. I'll go and see what's going on first. Don't worry, I won't do anything. If something goes wrong, I'll go find the police."

Xie Ziyu originally wanted to leave with Mu Hewan. It would be dangerous to leave Mu Hewan alone to see the situation, but Mu Hewan did not give her a chance to persist.

"Go quickly. I heard that the woman's condition is not very good. Call Jiang Hai over quickly. I won't be in danger."

After saying that, Mu Hewan ran in the direction where the sound came from. She had learned Sanda in her previous life. Although she was not sure whether she could beat a normal man now, she could still struggle if she wanted to.

When Mu Hewan walked to the entrance of an alley, she saw a man raising his belt and hitting a woman huddled in the corner.

The woman was wearing only a single piece of clothing, which had been torn by the whip, and the bloody wounds were exposed.

People passing by were unwilling to take a look inside, as if they had already become accustomed to the current scene.

"Liu San started beating his wife again. He beat her seven or eight times more than 20 days after moving here. That day I saw him kicking her into the trash can."

"Isn't this too much? I heard that her daughter-in-law's job was replaced by her brother-in-law's daughter-in-law, and almost all the dowry she brought from home was confiscated by her husband's family. This man is addicted to gambling, and because of his gambling debts, The houses have all been sold.”