I'm just a little 17 passing by

"Little two! A-Niang thinks about it, A-Niang listens to you! You've grown up and have your own ideas, and I don't want to disagree with you! ”

After a few days of silence, she finally ushered in the final result, and early this morning, Qingmao was stopped by Zhang, and she was relieved as Zhang's serious decision was made.

"Okay, A-Niang." She smiled lightly, that's fine, in fact, there shouldn't be any mess after that—that's weird.

I happily received the answer I wanted and went to work in the restaurant...... What is Nima's situation now!? This group of people go to the temple fair! There is no one blocking the door in broad daylight.

Qingmao's eyebrows jumped slightly, and there was always a bad premonition, and he struggled to push through the crowd, and used his body to drill in, and only halfway through it could he hear a loud cry, and it seemed to be a man's voice?

No...... Sell yourself to bury your father and sell it in front of your own restaurant, right? Don't be so depressed!

"Let's let let let let!"

She raised her voice to greet her, fortunately most of the people in the neighborhood knew her, and consciously slowly left a little space for her to shuttle freely, and soon saw the scene surrounded by the crowd, a man in simple clothes full of patches kneeling at the door of the store, in pain, his face was full of tears, as if he had suffered a great sadness.

Didn't you sell yourself to bury your father?

Before she could take a breath of relief, she heard the man yell.

"Unfilial son! Your mother and son have taken away all the entanglements in the house, so how can I live! ”

The man knelt on the ground, very pitiful, and kept slapping his thighs, tears as if they were coming! This is the first time Qingmao has seen a man's tears and can cope with it so easily.

"Oops! Disrespect! What a disrespect! I worked hard to make money as a soldier, but you eat and drink well in the capital, oops!! Our chickens are all starving to death! The man patted the ground and wiped his tears with his sleeve as he spoke: "Little Er! How can you mother and son be so ruthless! ”

…… Your uncle!

Countless alpacas ran above Qingmao's head, shouldn't this person be Daddy Zhang who died on the battlefield! What's going on now? Trick the corpse!?

"You're here! Small...... Boss. This man has been making trouble here since the door was opened, and the guests have already complained. ”

Wang Ping hurried over, and just as he wanted to shout his name, he quickly glanced at the man who was crying and changed his words, and reported with an embarrassed face.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, master."

She grinned and said, "I'll do the rest." A moment of confusion you're shooting. ”

Qing Mao squinted, hid his breath, and walked towards the man step by step like an ordinary child, tilted his head and saw the man's face clearly with an innocent face, and then his eyes were immediately full of excitement, and he shouted happily: "Daddy! That's great! That's great! You're not dead!! ”

Holding back her nausea, she threw herself into the man's arms at once, and a faint smell almost didn't make her vomit directly, but her face was still very happy.

"Little Er!?" Father Zhang was stunned and pulled away the boy who pounced on him, this hoarse voice was naturally very familiar to him, and it was still when his house was on fire and was smoked.

But...... Although it is not white, it is a healthy wheat-colored boy in front of him, his face has some flesh and looks soft and very cute, his dark eyes are clear and can reflect his own reflection, and he looks very lively and sensible, and where is the black and thin girl with sunken eye sockets when he just left!

"Well, it's great that Daddy is alive! You haven't been back for a long time, and there is really no food at home, so A-Niang and I have to leave the village to do some chores to barely survive. ”

Qing Mao wiped his eyes and said sadly: "It's good that Daddy is back now!" ”

Everyone looked at her expression and didn't look like a fake, and then glanced at Daddy Zhang, remembering his cry just now, if he was about to starve to death, where did he come from?

"Lao Tzu is alive and well! Don't curse Lao Tzu! You two are eating and drinking spicy food in the capital! What about me! When I came back from my military service, you all ran away! ”

Dad Zhang was irritable when he heard this, especially when he once had the feeling of glory and wealth, looking at his shabby clothes, and then looking at Xiao Er, who was obviously doing well, he didn't feel angry, and he didn't want to slap him directly like at home!

"Woooooooooooo Dad! Don't hit Xiao Er, Xiao Er is wrong! ”

She squinted, deliberately deviated so that the slap hit her shoulder from her face, and then fell to the ground stunned and cried out, so pitiful, she wiped her face with her dirty little hand on the ground, and her clean little face instantly became embarrassed, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Xiao Er is too hungry, woo, I'm sorry Daddy! Woo woo, Xiao Er doesn't dare! Don't hit Xiao Er! ”

"Still crying! Tell you, go back with me right away! It just so happens that the money you have earned in recent months will be bought back by all your starving chickens! ”

Dad Zhang glanced at the signboard of the Windward Building, and greed flashed in his eyes, so everyone's restaurant must have a lot of monthly money! Looks like this dead girl is still a little useful! But the thought of returning home to the empty thatched hut made him itch with hatred!

"Woooooooooooo Daddy, we don't have any chickens...... You forgot, I ......" She cried breathlessly, and retreated on the ground in fear: "A-Niang is sick, and the monthly money is not enough for us to live!" ”

"Little bunny! Dare to talk back! Hand it over! Seeing the weak appearance of Qingmao on the ground, Daddy Zhang naturally felt a sense of control in his heart, and proudly reached out directly to get the money bag on her waist.

"Stop!"

"How can this man be like this! What a good kid the little two! How did you get this kind of dad! ”

"Hurry, hurry! Hurry up and help Xiao Er up! ”

The people around were angry, compared to Daddy Zhang, who had never seen him, Xiao Er, who passed by politely every day, and even chatted and explained, was the object of their preference! Everyone was condemning, and there was chaos for a while!

"This guest, let's come into the house and talk." Wang Ping couldn't stand it for a long time, if she hadn't said it just now, she would have rushed out a long time ago!

"Why! I teach my children that you don't have to worry about it! Daddy Zhang shouted.

"You don't want to be watched, do you?" Wang Ping couldn't laugh at all, and asked expressionlessly.

"Okay, I'll see what you're going to say!" Dad Zhang glanced at the angry crowd, couldn't help but shrink, and strode into the restaurant pretending to be tough.

"Thank you, go back quickly, don't miss your business." Qing Mao got up from the ground, bowed very politely, touched his eyes, smiled reluctantly with red eyes, turned around and ran into the restaurant.

Then, the second floor is a private room.

"Say it! How do you know here? ”

Qing Mao coldly looked at Daddy Zhang, who was tied to the ground by the secret guard and panicked, and smiled slightly.