Master Zeng sighed.

Ruan Jiaojiao glanced at him, and also went up to help clean up, and was just about to bend down to pick up the broken bowl, when he was picked up by Master Zeng.

"Jiaojiao, you don't have to clean this up, you go and sit next to it, wait to cut your hand. Master Zeng said, such a delicate and tender doll, he looked distressed, where was she willing to pick up this broken bowl, if it was injured, Ruan Jianguo would not be able to bury him when he came back.

With that, he put her in a chair and sat down.

But at this time, where could Ruan Jiaojiao rest, she looked at Xu Xu who was still carrying the table over there, and begged in a low voice: "Uncle Zeng, if I don't pick up the bowl, I won't cut my hands, can I hold the chair?"

Looking at the little guy's red eyes, where could Master Zeng say anything to refuse, he could only nod helplessly.

Ruan Jiaojiao jumped off the stool and helped to hold the chair, but the chair was really heavy, and it took a lot of effort for Ruan Jiaojiao to help one up, and it didn't take two minutes to strangle her little hand.

"I'll come, go sit outside. Xu Xu didn't know when he walked to her side, frowned and took her red little hand, and led her outside.

After speaking, he entered the restaurant again, and his movements were much faster than before, probably because he wanted to finish it early to accompany Ruan Jiaojiao outside.

And Ruan Jiaojiao didn't insist anymore, because she found that she was really useless, even if it was to move a chair, it would take a long time.

A few people from the storefront next to him looked over from time to time, but no one dared to come forward to help, after all, the melee at noon was really scary, and several heads were broken.

Ruan Jiaojiao sat on the steps outside, looked at the store, and looked at the crowded streets, even though she tried very hard to hold back, not wanting to cry, but in the end she still couldn't hold back, covering her little face and burying it in her knees, crying in a muffled voice.

She was afraid.

She suddenly felt that she was wrong, and she shouldn't have given this ghost idea to the Ruan family in the first place, because she remembered that the Ruan family was not a family that made a fortune by opening a restaurant.

She felt that it was her blind guidance that led to the disaster of the Ruan family today.

The more Ruan Jiaojiao thought about it, the more sad she became, and she couldn't help crying.

"Little doll, what's wrong, why are you sitting here crying? Can't you find your parents?" Ruan Jiaojiao was crying sadly, and a kind voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

Ruan Jiaojiao raised her head and looked up, her tearful eyes made her unable to see the person in front of her.

"This child, why is he crying so sadly, is he lost?" I saw a woman slowly squatting down, taking out a handkerchief from her arms, and bending down to wipe her tears.

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at her fascinatedly.

Xu Xu, who had just picked up a table in the back, saw that someone was talking to Ruan Jiaojiao outside, so he rushed out with an arrow step, stretched her hand up, saw that there were tears on her face, and stared directly at the woman in front of her, and the anger all over her body couldn't stop it.

"Brother Xu......" Ruan Jiaojiao pulled Xu Xu's clothes from behind, wiped the tears on her face with her hands, and explained: "It has nothing to do with this grandmother, Jiaojiao herself can't help but want to cry." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and apologized to the woman: "Grandma, I'm sorry, Brother Xu didn't mean it, don't be angry, thank you for wiping my tears, I didn't get lost, I'm just a little sad." After speaking, he deflated his mouth again.

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