"Get out!"

Zhu Bingyao angrily hit Zhou Dashen with a stick.

Zhou Dashen hid quickly, obviously this is not the first time he has faced this situation.

"Stop him!"

Zhou Dashen shouted, and the two men who came with him shot out together, and grabbed the bamboo stick at once.

Obviously, this is not the first time that these three people have been kicked out by Zhu Bingyao.

This has already been practiced.

"Get her to the car!"

Zhou Dashen suddenly lost his good temper, his face changed, and he ordered the two to arrest Zhu Bingyao.

Seeing this, Zhu Changqing hurriedly rushed over.

This week, Da Shen has come to his house to propose marriage no less than five times, each time he is more cheeky and more excessive, and he is beaten away by Zhu Bingyao every time.

This time, I learned to be smart, and this skillful defense technique is like a rehearsal in advance.

At this time, the bamboo pole in Zhu Bingyao's hand had been ripped away and thrown aside, and the two big men had already grabbed Zhu Bingyao's arm and dragged her to the van.

Zhu Changqing wanted to stop it, but Zhou Dashen held his hands.

"Stinky bitch, did Lao Tzu give you face, broken shoes like you, it is a blessing that you have cultivated for eight lifetimes to be able to marry Lao Tzu, and you dare to refuse, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up today!"

Zhu Bingyao had already been dragged to the door of the van, and at this time, she kicked the door with her feet hard, resisting with all her strength.

Anyone could have imagined what would happen to her after she was dragged into this van.

Naturally, the onlookers had already guessed it.

Also as women, they have some worries.

But no one had the courage to go up and help.

At this point in time, young and middle-aged people have gone out to do things, and those who stay at home are some old and weak women and children, and most of these onlookers are women.

After all, the strength of the three big men is something that none of them can oppose.

If they are unlucky, they may be implicated and dragged into the van together.

At that time, even if nothing happened in the car, it would not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

Moreover, Zhou Dashen is a tyrant in the village, whoever offends him will not have good fruits to eat, looking at the entire Yungu Village, only Zhu Bingyao is not afraid of him.

No matter how Zhu Bingyao struggled, he still couldn't withstand the strength of the two big men.

He was quickly stuffed into the van.

Zhou Dashen had an expectant look on his face, and immediately ran over and reached out to close the van door.

At this moment, he was suddenly hit with a blow on the back of the head.

Not only him, but the other two were also caught off guard.

Several people grinned in pain and looked at the culprit.

I saw Chen Wangrong holding the bamboo stick in his hand, standing behind several people with a calm face.

"Let them go."

Chen Wangrong spoke calmly, and several people looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

Zhu Bingyao got rid of the restraints, and jumped out of the van with long legs.

"Wangrong, kill them! Kill them bastards for me! ”

As soon as she jumped out of the van, she quickly hid behind Chen Wangrong, holding the clothes on Chen Wangrong's waist tightly with both hands, and screaming like an angry little beast.

Chen Wangrong's biggest weakness in his life is that he is afraid of itching, and when he was scratched by Zhu Bingyao on his waist at this time, the itch made him reflexively want to dodge, quickly lifted Zhu Bingyao's hand, and quickly distanced himself from her.

Zhu Bingyao thought that Chen Wangrong was afraid to dodge, and felt that he was unreliable at all.

She had to point at Zhou Dashen and scolded: "You also know that Silly Wangrong has a problem with his brain, even if he kills a few of you here today, he doesn't have to bear any responsibility, if you are afraid of death, let the old lady get out of it!" ”

As soon as Zhu Bingyao said this, the three of them suddenly changed their faces, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Chen Wangrong.

When a man is insulted by others in the face of the woman he likes, as long as he is a man, he will have the urge to kill.

Even if you're a fool.

Chen Wangrong is obviously a man.

And Chen Wangrong obviously cares about Zhu Bingyao very much.

Thinking of this, several people were already trembling a little.

The two people who were closer to the van had already jumped into the car.

Zhou Dashen jumped into the car after him, and before the door was closed, the van had already started and rushed outside.

"Zhu Bingyao, you stinky bitch, you wait for Lao Tzu!"

The van rushed to the road, and Zhou Dashen shouted such a threatening word.

Zhu Bingyao took a sip in the direction where the van left, and turned her head to look at the dozens of village names surrounding the door.

Everyone was so looked at by her big eyes, and all of them were in a heartbeat.

"You ......"

Zhu Bingyao stretched out her finger and pointed at these people, and was about to scold with a mouthful of dirty words, but she suddenly thought of something more important, and her face immediately changed.

She suddenly looked back at Zhu Changqing, who was standing beside Chen Wangrong.

Zhu Changqing's eyes were still following the van of Zhou Dashen and the others, and at this time, he retracted his gaze and looked at his daughter, and suddenly felt furious in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as Zhu Bingyao showed such a clever and ghostly look, nothing good would happen.

Sure enough, Zhu Bingyao had already rushed over and grabbed him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, look, my dad was still bald yesterday, and he grew so much hair today, right?"

Everyone was stunned by Zhu Bingyao's question, and their eyes all looked at the top of Zhu Changqing's head.

"It's strange, why did Lao Zhu's hairless head suddenly become like this, just now I thought this person was Lao Zhu's long-lost brother, but now if you look closely, it's really Lao Zhu himself."

"Lao Zhu, what method are you using, share it with everyone, my man's hair is about to fall out."

"Lao Zhu, are you wearing a wig? I don't believe your hair is real. ”

Zhu Changqing was embarrassed to be watched and discussed in such a large audience.

But everyone was so interested in his hair that he couldn't just run away.

If he can't hide for a while, unless he stays at home every day and doesn't go out, he always has to face these strange eyes.

"My hair is real, I, I used our old Zhu family's secret recipe, and it grew overnight, I don't believe you tugging it."

Zhu Changqing said and stretched out his head directly towards the person who questioned him.

The man unceremoniously tugged at his hair, causing Zhu Changqing to scream in pain: "Hiss...... You tap! ”

Several others also reached out and touched it, and then discussed it in a whisper.

"It's real, it's definitely not a wig."

"It shouldn't be a hair transplant, now the hair transplant is magical."

"I don't think so, Yang Laofu's hair was planted, it cost hundreds of thousands, and it would take several months to grow to the length of Lao Zhu."

"Lao Zhu, what method are you using, give me a look, I've been bald on the top of my head for several years, and I have wanted to have a hair transplant for a long time, but I don't have so much money."

A man in the crowd who was about the same age as Zhu Changqing walked up to Zhu Changqing and asked.

Zhu Bingyao felt that the time was almost up, so she shouted: "It's very simple, my dad has already prepared the pills, as long as you take one pill, you can grow hair like my dad in one night." ”

As soon as everyone heard this, they immediately became interested, and those who had hair loss at home were even more interested.

"Lao Zhu, how do you sell this medicine, bring me one."

The man who was about the same age as Zhu Changqing asked first.

Zhu Changqing thought of the precious medicinal materials he had exchanged for, and was still hesitating about how appropriate the price would be, but he heard that Zhu Bingyao had already spoken: "Three hundred pills, invalid refunds, now there are only eight pills, first come, first served." ”

Three hundred!

It's so dark!

Zhu Changqing glared at his daughter, thinking that she was really bold, and she dared to sell three hundred pills the size of a grain of rice.

Although Zhu Changqing felt that this thing could not be sold cheaply, he would never dare to set such a high price.

The villagers were obviously hesitant.

Only the man with a bald patch on top of his head only hesitated slightly, and then reached out and picked up the money in his clothes.

"Invalid refund, right, if my bald man doesn't grow well tomorrow, I'll come to refund the money."

As he spoke, he had already handed the money to Zhu Changqing.

Chen Wangrong never expected that Zhu Bingyao's brain would change so quickly.

took advantage of the large number of people to sell medicine.

But there's obviously nothing going on with him here.

So he bypassed the lively crowd and returned home alone.

As soon as he lit the fire and was about to cook some noodles to fill his stomach, Chen Wangrong heard the sound of a motorcycle outside the door.

The motorcycle stopped in front of his house and a man in his mid-twenties walked in.

"Wangrong, what are you doing? Have you eaten? ”

As soon as the visitor entered the door, he asked with concern.

Chen Wangrong looked up and saw someone coming, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Haohui, why are you here?" I'm about to cook noodles. ”

The expression on Yang Haohui's face paused for a moment.

For so many years, Chen Wangrong just smirked every time he saw him, and sometimes he drooled with laughter.

How do you know how to say hello today.

"Wangrong, your brother doesn't want you anymore, he just wants to go out, don't worry, he should be back soon."

Yang Haohui remembered the nights when Chen Anrong drank with him before leaving home, and the words he said when he was drunk, he knew that he had made up his mind to make a name for himself this time, and it was estimated that he would not come back for a year and a half.

He just felt that Chen Wangrong was a little pitiful.

He patted Chen Wangrong on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "Wangrong, you wait at home, don't run around, I will come to see you often." ”

Yang Haohui knew that although Chen Wangrong was only nine years old, he could still eat by himself, and as long as he often brought him some food, he would not starve to death.

Moreover, Chen Wangrong is a low-income household in the village, even if he doesn't care about it at all, there will be people in the village who will take care of him from starving to death.

"Brother Haohui, don't worry, my brain has returned to normal now, and I can live well alone."

In Chen Wangrong's memory, Yang Haohui is a good buddy of his younger brother Chen Anrong, and he is also very good to him.

Hearing Chen Wangrong say this, Yang Haohui was stunned for a few seconds.

"Wangrong, you said you are back to normal?"