"What's going on?"

"Pit man? Impossible, right? Aunt Xiao's tailor shop has been open for several years, and Aunt Xiao has always been good. ”

"Yes, I have been here every year to make clothes for my family, and I have never been cheated."

“……”

In the face of women's accusations, many old customers chose to believe Aunt Xiao and believe in Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, however, the woman did not give up, looked at the customers in a hurry, and said solemnly: "You have all been deceived!" ”

The crowd was amazed: "What are you lying to us?" ”

The woman asked, "Have you ever bought cloth in this shop?" ”

The crowd didn't answer: "I bought it." ”

"Have you taken your measurements at home?"

"I bought it and made it directly at her house. Why do you need to measure it? ”

"Have you counted the fabric?"

“…… Not really. "Everyone is not so confident, and secretly wonders if there is something greasy in this?

The woman slapped her thigh: "I'll just say that you rich people don't take money and don't spend it, do you know?" A few days ago, I was at her house ......" The woman raised her hand and pointed to the door: "That's it, I bought an eight-foot Qinglun cloth and asked the new little girl in her family to make clothes for me. ”

"Wen Qing."

"That's right, it's Wen Qing!" The woman gritted her teeth and said, "That's her!" ”

And at this moment, Wen Qing was not far away, frowning, quietly looking at the situation here, she thought that she and Aunt Xiao were innocent, how could she get the reputation of a "pit person". Even in her previous life, she was unreasonable and grumpy, but she disdained to pit people.

Now she is not like in her previous life, she doesn't care about everything, she goes up to fight first, but stands quietly and watches, she wants to find out the facts and make plans.

The woman said in a colorful voice: "That little girl doesn't look at the long water, she smiles at everyone, she has a bad stomach, and she will calculate people." ”

"Calculation man, what do you say?"

"The one who measured the cloth for me that day was the one named Wen Qing, and she charged me eight yuan and eight cents for eight feet of Qinglunbu, to make a set of clothes, just a sweatshirt and seven-point pants, and the manual fee was two cents a piece, and I counted on this set in one summer. Then I gave her ten dollars. And guess what? The woman's tone changed abruptly, and everyone in the hook looked at her in unison.

"What's wrong?"

"There's not enough fabric." The woman said, "You say I'm so thin, I'll make a sweatshirt and cropped pants, where is the eight-foot cloth?" As a result, she gave me another five cents. I was charged ten dollars and five cents for making a set of torn clothes, and I didn't have an inch of cloth left! ”

Hearing this, Wen Qing's brows furrowed even deeper.

The others kind of understood what was going on.

"You mean Wen Qing's girl stealing cloth?" Someone asked.

The woman's eyes lit up.

At this time, I don't know who in the crowd said again: "Ah, when you say this, I just remembered one thing, last time my man made a set of tunics, obviously Aunt Xiao said that the fabric is enough, the fabric is enough, Wen Qingfei said that it is not enough, and then he took another piece of cotton cloth from the waistband of his trousers, and charged me two yuan more." ”

"Also, I have a skirt, I gave nine feet of cloth, and I have an inch left, and I was charged three yuan for manual fees."

“……”

I don't know who took the lead and said that there was less fabric, and everyone present couldn't help but secretly wonder if they had been cheated when they came to Aunt Xiao's tailor shop to make clothes for a long time.

For a while, the scene was full of chatter.

Regardless of whether Wen Qing stole cloth or not, it seems that he is suspected of stealing cloth.

The woman's revelations were not over, and then said: "This matter has passed like this, and I don't want to worry about that foot of cloth." The woman looked kind.

"Then how can you not care."

"That's right, a foot of cloth is a dollar!"

"......" unknowingly, passers-by turned to the woman's side.

"I really don't want to care, after all, a little girl, she looks smart, and it's not good to say something like this." The woman said helplessly, and then changed the conversation: "However, that day my cousin came here to buy shoes, four yuan a pair of cloth shoes, I took them home and saw that the upper of the shoe was my piece of Qinglun cloth that day, and there was a little ink on the Qinglun cloth at that time, I remember this clearly!" Wen Qing uses my Qinglun cloth to make shoes! ”

"Stealing cloth to make shoes!" Someone in the crowd shouted, which resonated with everyone at once.

"That is, Wen Qing really took the extra cloth to make shoes?"

"One foot of cloth is enough to make a lot of shoes, I heard that the shoes she makes are very expensive, five or six yuan a pair."

"The co-woven fabrics are all ours, and she didn't cost a dime, so she sold them for five or six yuan?"

"I'll just say, the last time I came to buy fabric, I saw a pair of shoes, which were exactly the same as the fabric of my clothes, and they seemed to be made of stealing the fabric of my clothes."

"Aunt Xiao has never been like this before."

"That's what she's here."

"It's too much! Take my money and earn our money, there is no conscience! ”

"This little girl's heart is dark!"

“……”

More and more people gathered at the door, and the spearhead was pointed at Wen Qing, saying that Wen Qing stole cloth, said that Wen Qing stole their cloth to make shoes and sell them at a high price, they waited at the door of Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, and wanted to ask for an explanation, to send Wen Qing to the police station, spit out the money, and then let Wen Qing get out of Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, otherwise, they and Aunt Xiao's tailor shop will not be finished.

Wen Qing stood quietly on the side of the road.

It just so happened that there was an uncle repairing shoes in front of him, who recognized Wen Qing and reminded him in a low voice: "Little girl, hide quickly, ignore them, and wait for Aunt Xiao to come back." ”

Wen Qing looked at the shoe repair uncle and smiled.

Hide? Why hide? This person is clearly targeting her, she has never been afraid of things, not to mention that she is innocent, and it should be the other party who wants to hide.

"Thank you, uncle, it's okay." Wen Qing walked out of the door of Aunt Xiao's tailor shop.

The shoe repairer shouted in a low voice: "Wen Qing, Wen Qing, don't go over, there are many of them, hey, why don't you kid know how to avoid the limelight......"

When Wen Qing walked to the door of Aunt Xiao's tailor shop, a group of people were maliciously speculating about Wen Qing's various behaviors.

The woman magnifies all kinds of details.

So as soon as Wen Qing appeared, the audience was silent, and everyone looked at Wen Qing.

Immediately after, someone said one after another: "Wen Qing should have heard bad words just now." ”

"I must have heard that."

"That should be angry."

“……”

However, Wen Qing was not angry, looked at everyone, as if he hadn't heard anything, took out the key from his pocket, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, it's a little late." ”

A group of people wondered, it stands to reason that Wen Qing should have heard gossip, why didn't he react at all?

Wen Qing stepped forward to open the door, opened it, turned his head and said, "Grandma Wu, I have already done the placket embroidered cotton jacket that your daughter asked me to make for you, and you will be warm this winter." ”

Grandma Wu smiled.

The others turned to look at the woman.

The woman's face was not good-looking, she saw Wen Qing just now, she knew that Wen Qing had heard everyone's arrangement, she knew that Wen Qing was a violent temper, and she would definitely come forward to shout when she heard this, she was not afraid, she splashed it, she was not afraid of heaven and earth, she would be afraid of a Wen Qing.

However, Wen Qing not only did not lose his temper, but treated everyone with a smile, as if he hadn't heard what he had just said. Even less in the eyes of women.

The woman suddenly felt hot on her face.

But how could she be such a person who gave up so lightly, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Wen Qing, you came just in time, I was about to ask you, you are short of my family's fabric, how can you count?" ”

Wen Qing had already opened the retro three-open wooden door at this time, and turned back unhurriedly: "Sister Liu, you make it clear, how much fabric is short?" ”

Sister Liu?

Sister Liu was stunned, she came to Aunt Xiao's tailor shop once, but she didn't expect Wen Qing to remember herself, she immediately felt weak, but in the blink of an eye, she became angry again: "Wen Qing, don't pretend!" Don't you know how much shorter it is? Sister Liu pointed to a pair of cloth shoes and sandals on the counter and said, "You dare to say that these shoes are not made of fabric in the store?" ”

Sister Liu's voice was loud and imposing, which made the customers next to her suspect that it was really Wen Qing who made it bad.

Wen Qing looked at Sister Liu and replied, "That's right, all the shoes I make are made from the fabric of our store." ”

Hearing this, Sister Liu immediately became proud and turned around to get more people's support: "Did you hear it, did you hear it?" She admitted it herself. ”

There was an immediate rush in the store.

"It's really made from the store."

"So she's really short of our feed?"

"It's too much."

“……”

Sister Liu listened to everyone talking for herself, and she was even more proud, so she saw what Wen Qing would do next.

Wen Qing asked with a blank face, "What did I admit?" ”

"You admit you're short of our fabric! Wen Qing, we see that you are young, so we won't bother with you, you quickly give us the money that is short of our material, and we won't care about you, otherwise, you will be considered a crime like this, and you will go to the police station to go to prison. ”

Wen Qing was not in a hurry, looked straight at Sister Liu, and his tone became solemn: "Sister Liu, you have to prove your words when you speak, where did I shorten your material?" Why don't you call the police now, call the police, and ask them to do it right, am I short of your fabric, or who have you listened to and slandered me for nothing? ”

Sister Liu was stunned, she thought that Wen Qing was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, how could her aura be so strong that she wanted to retreat?

The other customers in the store were also confused.

"Call the police?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Who should I trust?"

"Eighty percent is Sister Liu who is right, the matter of stealing fabrics, Wen Qing proves it, it must be unclear."

"Then this matter is going to get out, how does Wen Qing behave? Is Aunt Xiao's tailor shop still going to open? ”

"But Wen Qing is willing to call the police."

"Calling the police is just a pretense, but I just want to suppress Sister Liu, I guess Wen Qing doesn't dare to report it at all."