Originally, Song Jingshu thought that if the silver belonged to someone else, she would think of helping to return it.

But she remembered that since the opening of Shizuka Building, even the series of shops next door have clearly expressed their rejection of her and the open and secret struggle against her.

On the day when Song Daping came to the door, even the catcher was attracted to him.

In the crowd, the shopkeeper of the bun shop next door, the shopkeeper of the dumpling shop next door, and even the shopkeeper of the restaurant next door to the dumpling shop, these people were caught in the crowd as if they were watching a good show, expressing their obvious disgust and abuse for her!

On that day, the shopkeeper of the bun shop next door was the happiest at her throwing vegetable leaves!

This dead fat man with a wide heart and a fat body!

Thinking of that day, Song Jingshu couldn't help but scold fiercely in his heart.

Since it's these people's money, then she doesn't ceremoniously take it for herself!

And from tonight, about the business of this bun shop, she will snatch it completely unceremoniously!

The original Song Jingshu also planned to "do business calmly and be friendly neighbors", and when Shizuka Building opened, he also instructed Qiangzi to send their snacks to the bun shop next door, so as to express his purpose of getting along with each other amicably.

Who knows, this dead fat man is so unappreciative!

not only grabbed business with her several times, pulled customers, and even did not hesitate to lower the price, causing many customers to go to the bun shop for cheapness.

Just thinking about it, I heard the thief's hoarse voice, and said to her cautiously, "By the way, Boss Song, when I sneaked into the bun shop last night, I also found a terrible secret!" ”

"Oh? What a secret, let's hear it. ”

Song Jingshu raised her eyebrows and asked with interest.

She believed that the thief would not say this to her for no reason.

Unless, it's something about her!

Sure enough, I heard the thief continue, "The shopkeeper of the bun shop next door put your portrait behind the counter and cursed you like a villain!" ”

"What?!"

Song Jingshu suddenly jumped on the spot like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Because her voice was not small, several people in Cuihe asked with concern, "Sister Song, what's wrong?" ”

"It's fine."

Song Jingshu gritted his teeth and replied.

These two words are almost like squeezing out of between your teeth.

Good you dead fat!!

From now on, she will never die with this dead fat man!

If she doesn't steal all the business of the bun shop, and if the bun shop closes as soon as possible, she Song Jing vows not to give up!

Originally, it was just a simple business friction, but this dead fat man actually rose directly to a personal attack!

Be a villain?

Curse?!

I'll fuck your sister!

Song Jingshu roared in his heart, eager to immediately drag the dead fat man next door over and beat him so hard that he didn't even know him!

"Calm down."

Song Jingshu took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to the little thief with a smile, "You kid is not bad...... Well, if you do something for me, I'll let you go. ”

"If not......"

Saying that, Song Jingshu sneered twice, and approached the thief, successfully scaring him again.

"You should know that I can't mess with my aunt."

As soon as the words fell, Song Jingshu quickly opened the thief's mouth with his left hand, threw something in his mouth with his right hand, and then raised his jaw, and the thief swallowed the thing in the blink of an eye.

"I just fed you a highly poisonous medicine, and only I have the antidote."

Song Jingshu scared the dead and did not pay for his life, "Once the poison is issued, you will bleed from your seven orifices, and the pain in your internal organs will be unbearable, and it will take ten days for your liver and intestines to break off and die......"

The thief's eyes were glazed, and he even forgot to tremble at this time.

"You, you command."

When he came back to his senses, the thief swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and stared at her in horror.

God, what kind of female devil did he provoke!

At night, Song Jingshu played with the dagger, handed a portrait to the thief, and told him, "If you do this, I will let you go." ”

"The antidote will be given to you too."

The thief wanted to cry without tears, took the portrait and went out quickly.

In less than half an hour, the thief came back honestly.

Then, under Song Jingshu's eyes, he honestly trapped himself into a zongzi and shrunk in the corner, "Grandma...... No, Boss Song, I've already tied myself up, and I don't need you to do it yourself. ”

"You can go and rest, I'll guard the door below."

Song Jingshu checked it and saw that he had indeed tied himself up, so he went upstairs satisfied.

slept soundly all night, and Song Jingshu didn't even have a sweet dream.

It wasn't until the rooster crows that she sat up from the bed and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Zhou Youan must not have missed me, otherwise why wouldn't I have dreamed of him?" ”

Muttering as he got up and changed his clothes, ready to get busy again.

She was used to waking up early, and it wasn't until the sky dawned that Song Jingshu heard a roar from the bun shop next door, "Who did this?!" ”

The few people were a little surprised, and couldn't help but say, "What kind of nerves did this dead fat man have early in the morning?" ”

"Who knows?"

Song Jingshu replied lightly, and gave a satisfied look to the thief who was huddled in the corner to ask for merit and reward.

At this time, the bun shop is inside.

I saw that on the white wall, the words "dead fat man" were written in bright red ink.

Originally, behind the counter, Song Jingshu's portrait had already become a portrait of a dead fat man, and even in front of the counter, on the tables and chairs, there were all kinds of postures of the dead fat man on weekdays.

There are those who pick their nostrils, those who gobble up food, and those who stare at the little ones and reprimand them......

In short, they are all extremely unsightly portraits.

Because the eyes of early risers are always unclear, and the steamed bun shop is full of steam from the steamer, the dead fat man can't find these things in the first place.

The sky was bright, and the customers who bought the buns noticed something unusual.

At this time, the customers all discovered these portraits, and the dead fat man suddenly felt that his old face had been lost outside Ningwu Town, so he couldn't help but roar up to the sky......

Qiangzi pulled on the window of the bun shop, looked at the messy scene inside, and couldn't help but come back and share what he saw to Song Jingshu, "Sister Song, haven't you seen it, that dead fat man and his buddies are busy cleaning up, and they don't have time to deal with the guests!" ”

"I know, that's why the guests are here."

As he spoke, Song Jingshu pursed his mouth and motioned to Qiangzi to look at the endless stream of customers coming in at the door.

The dead fat man will definitely clean up the "scene" as soon as possible, otherwise if more people see it, I am afraid that the old face will be lost.

He has been selling steamed buns in Ningwu Town for decades, and for the first time, there was a "large-scale rollover scene", which is naturally a matter of reputation.

Qiangzi smiled, looked at Song Jingshu's calm appearance, and couldn't help asking, "Sister Song, are you honestly doing this?" ”