Qu Wenxiu was indignant at first, "I really regret not bringing the men from the village here, otherwise they would have heard it, there is a good fruit to eat with this bastard!" ”

Qu Wenxiu is very similar to Yan Qingqing, that is, spicy.

However, the older Aunt Meng thought about it for the long term, "Let's report to the official." ”

Linlang agreed, "The Qingxiu Workshop is the hope of the whole village, and it can't be tarnished by outsiders." The owner, it is better to report to the official, let the government come forward to return the innocence of the Qingxiu Workshop, I see who will dare to talk nonsense in the future. ”

After Yan Qingqing took in these refugees, in order to solve their livelihood problems, she established a green embroidery workshop, where women embroidered and weaved cloth at home and men worked in the fields.

Therefore, the Qingxiu Workshop is not only Yan Qingqing's industry, but also the industry of the whole village. Whoever slanders the reputation of the Qingxiu Workshop is equivalent to opposing the entire Xiwa Village.

However, Yan Qingqing was not in a hurry, but became extremely interested in the scum who was full of dung, hooked her lips and smiled, and squeezed into the crowd with great interest.

The three people behind him didn't know why, but they thought that they had her foresight, so they didn't say more, just silently followed up.

The four of them stood in the center of the crowd, using the heads of the people in front of them to cover them, which not only prevented the scum in the circle from seeing them, but also happened to let them see the appearance of the scum.

The face of the national character, the hooked nose, the tall and thin, the appearance of a person, and the clothes are also rich, but a pair of eyes seem to be squinting, and when he speaks, he not only reveals a fierce light but also a shameless attitude, this kind of look instantly pulls his appearance to a certain low point.

The three of them sneered in their hearts.

Yan Qingqing smiled after seeing the person's appearance clearly, and her eyes gradually became sharp and profound, "It's been a year, the old lady has spent a year asking someone to dig three feet into the ground, but it can be regarded as digging him out, it's not easy!" ”

The three of them were at a loss, who is this person?

Yan Qingqing didn't answer first, only showing a look that you would know for a while.

The three of them didn't speak, quietly listening to the scumbag's nonsense.

I could only hear that the man was crying and wailing, "Fellow villagers, Ma is wronged." Yan Qingqing of the Qing Embroidery Workshop opposite, she, she actually took advantage of the old shopkeeper's old age and confused brain, and bought five stores of our Red Embroidery Workshop at a low price.

Not only that, but she also robbed us of the embroidery skills of the embroidery workshop and took away many of our customers.

Folks, Ma was forced to have nowhere to redress his grievances, so I can only ask you to give me a comment! ”

The three of them understood, and it turned out that this person was the new shopkeeper of the legendary century-old red embroidery workshop in Yanzhou County, Ma Liquan.

This person slandered the Qingxiu Workshop outside a year ago, and then played the evaporation of the world, so that the people in the embroidery workshop had no chance to confront him if they wanted to come out, so he was scolded for a year in vain, not only that, but this Ma Liquan also instigated the competitors of the restaurant opened by Yan Qingqing to come out and talk nonsense.

Therefore, in a year, not only did they have a big business in the embroidery workshop, but the restaurant was no exception.

Qu Wenxiu was angry, clenched his fists and wanted to rush out and beat the fat man.

Linlang on the side grabbed it, raised her chin lightly to Yan Qingqing's side, and signaled, "The owner of the workshop should have an idea, you must not act rashly to ruin her plan." ”

Linlang is a smart person, not only can look at the looks, but also call Yan Qingqing on different occasions.

Qu Wenxiu regained her footing at this time, and looked at Yan Qingqing without blinking.

The corners of Yan Qingqing's mouth became more and more oblique, the gaze under her eyes became sharper and sharper, and she turned her head and said a few words to Aunt Meng, "Go to the old alley of East Street and invite Old Shopkeeper Liu here." ”

Aunt Meng immediately ran out.

At this time, Ma Liquan had no strength to scold, and sat on the ground with his legs spread out and panted. Behind him, Yan Qingqing, who was standing close to the crowd, sent two people from the rivers and lakes to look for him, and then continued to step forward, wanting to bring people back to the Qingxiu Workshop.

But at this time, when Ma Liquan saw these two people coming, he howled excitedly, "Look, look, let's see!" These two people are Yan Qingqing's doglegs, and they want to kill me. Remember, if Ma dies suddenly one day, please go to the county magistrate to testify, please. ”

Ma Liquan sat on the ground and bowed his hand to the crowd.

But no one in the crowd would accept his worship.

"The old shopkeeper of the Red Embroidery Workshop is so respectable, why did he choose such a scoundrel as the heir, I'm afraid he is really sick and confused, right?"

"Who knows. I'm just curious about the Red Embroidery Workshop has been singing here for a long time, why don't I see the debut of the Green Embroidery Workshop, it's not interesting. I also want to see what the rumored woman who has been lost on the battlefield for five years and has returned strongly! ”

"It's coming!" Yan Qingqing stood beside them, listened to their discussions, and when they finished talking, he hooked his lips and smiled, left a sentence lightly, and then walked in front of them and squeezed into the encirclement.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and what was the matter with an indescribable feeling of palpitations?

"Shopkeeper, long time no see!" Yan Qingqing smiled evilly, put his hands on his back, walked over with his legs unhurriedly, stood between Ma Liquan's legs, leaned down, and the blade under his eyes went straight into Ma Liquan's eye sockets, twisting back and forth in his heart.

Ma Liquan was stunned for a moment, not only did her throat feel dry and hoarse, but even there was a cold and empty feeling below, and when she looked down, her toes were facing an indescribable part of herself, and she could run over directly as soon as she lifted her foot.

Ma Liquan hurriedly stood up from the ground with a puff of smoke.

"You, you, tell everyone, did you take away the five stores of our Red Embroidery Workshop!" There was a clear vanity in his tone, but he was still trying to pretend to be calm.

Several of Yan Qingqing's subordinates were all relieved when they saw Yan Qingqing coming, and then they came up with grievances and wanted to tell the truth.

But Yan Qingqing waved her hand and held them back, her eyes signaling that she saw their grievances.

This scoundrel said everywhere that she sent someone to kill him, and along the way, if these two people in the rivers and lakes touched him and moved him, they would really fall into his way, so they saw that they were going to the Qingxiu Workshop, and they didn't dare to touch him, so they asked him to shout on the street.

But when the street confrontation, he didn't have any good fruit to eat.

After a while, Aunt Meng had already invited the old shopkeeper Liu over.

The old shopkeeper is over eighty years old this year, and he is out of breath when he runs, but fortunately, his body is still quite tough, and it doesn't matter if he comes all the way, otherwise Yan Qingqing will cause trouble for himself.

The old shopkeeper came over to greet him, and Yan Qingqing hurriedly supported him, "At this moment, don't be polite to each other." He gave himself a gift, and she naturally wanted to return the gift, not to mention that she should be the first according to the age and age.

After Yan Qingqing briefly introduced the situation at the scene, the old shopkeeper knew what she was calling her to do.

He came to testify, "Two years ago, when the old shopkeeper of the Red Embroidery Workshop sold five stores cheaply, he invited me to testify. Therefore, I prove that the shopkeeper did not maliciously reduce the price, nor did he forcibly buy the branch of the Red Embroidery Workshop.

I have here a deed of purchase between the buyer and the seller, with the signatures of the buyer and the seller, as well as the signature of me, a witness. This contract is in triplicate, I have it here, I have it too, and I believe that the shopkeeper should also have it. ”