After the three people left, the number of people gradually began to increase.

Zhao Qingyu never expected that they would soon encounter a third liar.

When the business was in full swing, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be loyal and kind came.

As soon as the middle-aged woman came, she squeezed in front of the students, smiled and greeted Zhao's mother, who was busy with work, and Zhao's mother was busy below, lifted her eyelids and looked down at the pot again.

Zhao Qingyu reminded the middle-aged women to line up, "Auntie, do you want to eat noodles?" If you want to eat noodles, please come to the back of the line, thank you, the students are rushing to class. ”

"Oh, yes, yes." The middle-aged woman retreated to the back, and during this period, she kept chatting with Zhao's mother, who seemed to be very familiar with the one standing at the front.

Mother Zhao just listened to a group of students shouting that the next few bowls of noodles were about to faint, how could she have time to take care of her.

The middle-aged woman asked and answered herself very energetically, and there was no discomfort of being left out at all. She didn't realize that she had been targeted by Zhao Qingyu, who was busy.

Nothing to be courteous, not healthy or stealing.

Zhao Qingyu could tell from her mother's reaction that the latter did not know this talkative middle-aged woman.

She turned her head and said to Zhao's father, who was busy looking for money, "Dad, remember to ask yourself and answer when you collect money and look for money later." ”

Zhao's father was not very used to it, but seeing that his daughter kept blinking at herself, he roughly understood something, so he deliberately read out the amount of money aloud when collecting money and looking for money, and then secretly paid attention to everyone who gave money.

Most of the students made hot dry noodles, and the speed was very fast, and after a while it was the turn of the middle-aged woman.

"I'll also have a bowl of hot dry noodles, your noodles are very delicious, I came to eat them a few days ago." The middle-aged woman said to Zhao's mother with a smile.

Although Mother Zhao felt that the person in front of her was very eye-catching, who didn't like to hear this, she immediately smiled and gave this person a little more face.

Zhao Qingyu took such a big bowl of noodles, and when he put the seasoning, he noticed that this person was empty-handed on both sides, and he had no intention of paying for it at all.

Alas, it is better to be a student, and they are very conscious of handing over the money and delivering the goods with the other.

Thinking about it, she handed the noodles to the middle-aged woman, and reminded her loudly: "Auntie, are you giving money after eating?" ”

Where did the middle-aged woman think that Zhao Qingyu was so direct, she paused in her footsteps, turned her head with a dry smile and said, "I'll give it right away, there are too many people here, I'll put the noodles on the table and give money." ”

Zhao Qingyu was busy putting spices for others, so she glanced at Zhao's father and asked him to pay more attention.

She thought that she had specially reminded her that the scammers would be reined in, but in less than three minutes, there was a quarrel in the store.

It turned out that when Zhao's father went to collect the dishes, the middle-aged woman grabbed Zhao's father's arm and asked him why he found money for her.

Father Zhao directly wondered: "You didn't give me money, how can I find it for you?" ”

The middle-aged woman didn't do it, and immediately shouted loudly, saying that she had obviously given fifty yuan, and seeing that Zhao's father was too busy, she would go back to her position to eat noodles first, but who knew that the other side would not ask her for money directly.

Zhao's father was also anxious, and the people eating noodles in the house looked over one after another, as if they were watching the excitement.

It happened to be busy again, and the middle-aged woman was shouting here, slopping around, and specifying that Zhao's father did not find money for her.

There was a lot of movement in their shop, and the old man who sold steamed buns next to him was also standing at the door to watch the excitement, and he saw that the business of the noodle restaurant next to him was unexpectedly good these days, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Mother Zhao heard that the woman was noisy, and the store was in a mess again, so she was ready to go to the money ladder and take out fifty yuan to the middle-aged woman.

"Mom, I can't give it." Zhao Qingyu stopped her mother.

"So what's going on, are we still in business?"

Zhao Qingyu said: "You can't do business if you give it to her." After she finished speaking, she walked over to the middle-aged woman who was sitting on the ground with a gloomy face.

Zhao's father was jumping to his feet in anger, the middle-aged woman bit to death and said that he didn't look for money, seeing Zhao Qingyu coming, he hurriedly said to his daughter: "Xiaoyu, this woman didn't give money, don't you say let me find money for her......"

"Dad, I know, she's a liar, she didn't give money at all." Zhao Qingyu's words were very straightforward, and his voice was also very loud, and the people inside and outside the house could hear it clearly.

Now it's okay, the middle-aged woman jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, her fingers were about to poke the tip of Zhao Qingyu's nose, and she shouted in a hoarse voice: "You little girl has such a poisonous heart, and you want to be greedy for my poor man's fifty yuan like your father, you won't be good in the future——"

"Say it again?!" As soon as Zhao's father heard that this person was cursing his daughter, he exploded all of a sudden, and his anger rushed up with a fierce expression.

The middle-aged woman was taken aback by Zhao's father, her body shrunk for a moment, and then she said forcefully: "Am I wrong?" As soon as she came, she called me a liar......"

"You say you're not a liar, so do you have any money on you?" Zhao Qingyu interrupted her.

"Of course I have money, do you think I'm going to come over and cheat you out of those dozens of dollars?" As she spoke, the middle-aged woman dug into her pocket, and sure enough, she pulled out a few pieces of money.

There is one, there are five cents, and there are ten.

"See, see, I have money!"

Zhao Qingyu's eyes swept over the middle-aged woman's hand, and her eyes flashed slightly: "You still say that you are not a liar, why do you deliberately give fifty yuan when you have a piece of change on you?" ”

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "What do you mean?" ”

"I mean you didn't give money at all, you made up fifty dollars, you got it?" Zhao Qingyu pointed to a piece of money in the middle-aged woman's hand and said, "Our hot dry noodles cost a bowl for a dollar, why don't you give it when you have a dollar?" ”

"You, you...... I can't take the car with change? ”

Despite what the middle-aged woman said, everyone else looked at her with great disdain.

There are no buses in this place, and any bus is sold manually, and there is no situation where they can't find money, and they don't need to change any change.

The conductor has a lot of change in his hand and can stone someone to death.

"She just stood in front of us, and she really didn't give money." A girl in a school uniform finally spoke up.

"This aunt didn't leave her seat after serving the noodles, and she didn't come back to give money at all."

More and more people helped Zhao Qingyu and them to speak, and the middle-aged woman shouted that everyone was bullying her, put down a few cruel words, and said that she wanted to find someone to come and leave.

Zhao Qingyu glanced at the time, it was just half past five, and class was about to start, and the students were about to go, she glanced at the students who were helping her to speak and were about to turn around and leave, so she hurriedly stopped them and gave them a tea egg and braised sausage.

After explaining a few more words to her parents, she also hurried to the classroom with her schoolbag.

Looking at the back of her daughter leaving, Zhao's mother was worried: "Alas, what if the woman really calls someone later?" ”

Father Zhao glanced at her: "Don't worry, she will never come." ”