595 Turmoil
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"You little comrade, why do you talk like that? I'm just asking you a question, are you using it like you've eaten a cannonball?! Gu Liping said with a dissatisfied face.
The teller glanced at Gu Liping disdainfully, and then stopped looking at her: "What?" That's how I like to talk! If you don't want to hear it, don't buy it! Look at your poor sour hillbilly look, it doesn't look like you can afford to buy it! If you can't afford it, get out of the way, don't affect others to buy it! ”
Hearing the teller's sarcastic words, Gu Liping didn't have anything yet, but Pei Zhitong couldn't bear it.
When she heard the teller scolding Gu Liping, she suddenly got up, stood in front of Gu Liping, leaned forward, and then stretched out the clothes on the teller's neckline, and raised them high.
The teller was nervous, thinking that he was going to be beaten.
But the expected slap did not hit her face, but was grabbed by Gu Liping.
Gu Liping shook her head at Pei Zhitong and said, "We can't move, if we do, even if we have more reasons, it will become our fault!" ”
Pei Zhitong knows this truth.
But as a daughter, it doesn't matter how much she suffers from white eyes, but she just can't see others treat Gu Liping like this.
Gu Liping saw that Pei Zhitong still didn't let go, and said again: "I know you are for me, but there is no need!" ”
There is such a supply and marketing cooperative in the town, if you offend them, they don't sell it to you, where can you complain?
If she makes it bad again, and she doesn't sell it to you together with other people, you won't be able to buy anything in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Seeing that Pei Zhitong didn't move, the teller picked up the scissors next to him and prepared to pierce Pei Zhitong by the collar without hesitation.
Yan Jing watched it from the side, saw the teller's movements, and a knife went down and smashed on the teller's wrist, and the teller's scissors fell down at once and smashed on the teller's feet.
The teller took a breath of relief.
Gu Liping didn't expect the teller to want to use scissors to stab Pei Zhitong, her heart trembled, she couldn't control herself, stretched out, and kept slapping the teller's body fiercely.
While slapping, he also scolded.
Over and over again, it's just a few sentences.
The corners of Pei Zhitong's mouth twitched, and he said in his heart: Didn't you say that you wouldn't move? How do you feel that you are moving, more ruthless than me!
The teller kept trying to get rid of Pei Zhitong.
But Pei Zhitong's strength is not small, and a teller like her who "can't lift or pick on her shoulder" is really not Pei Zhitong's right.
Soon, the teller was cried loudly by Gu Liping and Pei Zhitong.
Seeing her like this, Pei Zhitong accepted it.
Looking at the teller's appearance, Pei Zhitong's heart did not ripple.
However, Gu Liping looked at the teller's originally black and shiny braids scattered on her head, and the powder on her crying face was very pitiful, and she felt a little unbearable.
I feel that I and Pei Zhitong are like second-rate people who bully women from good families.
Just as he was about to apologize, he heard a familiar voice behind him: "What's wrong here?" ”
This is Zhao Zhuohong's voice.
As soon as the teller saw Zhao Zhuohong, he immediately opened the wooden board next to the counter, walked out, and was ready to pounce on Zhao Zhuohong.
Zhao Zhuohong frowned dishappily, and without thinking about it, he turned sideways and stepped aside.
Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^