"Mother, are you okay?"

Mei Qinghuang didn't cry when he was intimidated just now, and when he saw the blood on Qiao Huaping's hands, tears flew out.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry." Qiao Huaping didn't care much about his injuries and asked the children, "What's going on?" ”

Mei Qingyao and Mei Qinghuang were both a little excited, plus they still had tears in their eyes, and their words were somewhat upside down.

In the end, it was Mei Qingyu who clearly stated the cause and effect of the incident.

But when they had come back from washing their diapers, they saw the carriage passing by, and they avoided it, but the people in the carriage, probably seeing that their clothes were white, said that they were pitiful, and threw some fruit into them from the carriage, saying that they were rewarding them.

The three little ones had never been treated like beggars like this, and Mei Qingyao immediately picked up the fruit and threw it back into the carriage.

It was probably the fruit that hit the people in the carriage, and the people in the carriage screamed in pain.

And the coachman was furious, and said that they did not know what to do, and that he would whip them.

Qiao Huaping understood, and she instructed a few children: "You stand far away, I'll talk to them." ”

The three children nodded and stepped aside.

Qiao Huaping turned around and looked at the person opposite.

Behind the coachman was a blue-curtained carriage, and someone had lifted half of the curtain and was sitting in the carriage looking this way.

It was a somewhat richly dressed girl, with a golden hairpin on her head, born delicately, and dressed beautifully, and it seemed that she should be a young lady from a rich family.

There was also a girl dressed as a maid sitting beside her, with a silver hairpin on her head, wearing light-colored clothes, and her expression obviously looked much more vigilant than that of the young lady.

The eyes of the two women in the carriage fell on Qiao Huaping.

The maid-like girl thought she was hidden and looked up and down at Qiao Huaping.

Seeing that Qiao Huaping was wearing extremely old clothes, he even had raw edges, and he was wearing a pair of handmade half-used cloth shoes on his feet, and he knew that they were bargains at a glance.

Her eyes fell on Qiao Huaping's face again.

Under the partial sunlight, the birthmark on half of Qiao Huaping's face was more obvious than usual, and it was a little scary to look at.

The girl's eyes that looked like a servant finally fell on Qiao Huaping's hand holding the horsewhip.

Seeing the blood on Qiao Huaping's hand flowing down the handle of the horsewhip, the maid-like girl showed a little disgust in her eyes, pursed her lips, and asked the teacher: "Those three children belong to your family?" Your son really doesn't know what to do! I had a good heart with my young lady, but I was hit by your son, and I was almost going to hurt my young lady! ”

The groom said loudly, "Do you understand? It's our young lady who is kind, but your son hurts people! I'm just teaching them a lesson, scaring them! ”

"Scare, scare, scare?"

Qiao Huaping sneered.

If she hadn't come over and stopped her, the whip would have been drawn on the three children, and it would definitely have been fleshy!

Qiao Huaping waved the whip violently, and the horse whip broke through the air towards the two people in the carriage!

The two people in the carriage obviously didn't expect Qiao Huaping to suddenly move his hand, and his eyes widened in shock!

It's just that the whip, Qiao Hua's screen is extremely accurate, and the whip did not hit either of the two girls, but only hit the wall of the carriage heavily, making a dull loud sound!

The two girls in the carriage lost their faces.

They were not struck by the whip, but their faces were hurt by the whip that the whip brought up!

The coachman's face turned blue, and he hurriedly turned back to the carriage, and pulled out a long knife from under the carriage, with a defensive posture: "You, who are you?!" I can tell you! We are from the Meng family, but you can't afford to offend! ”

Qiao Huaping brushed a long whip in his hand, smiling like a spring breeze, very kind: "Don't be afraid." I'm just scaring them. ”

She flicked her backhand, and the long whip swung towards the coachman, whipped at the coachman!

"That's the real thing!"

The coachman screamed, and the long knife fell to the ground with a clatter!

On the driver's arm, his shirt was torn, and a blood mark was drawn on his forearm! He clutched his arm tightly, blood oozing from between his fingers, obviously in great pain!

The young lady in the carriage almost fainted when she saw the blood, and her face was white and blue, blue and white.

In the end, the little face was directly bloodless when it looked like: "You, what do you want to do?" ”

Qiao Huaping took the long whip, smiled leisurely, and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that I've always reported and reported." Wouldn't it be fair that you whipped me with all your might, and I gave you a whip back? ”

The coachman covered his arm, his face was distorted in pain, and he couldn't help but scold: "Fair fart, your strength is much bigger than normal!" ”

Qiao Huaping looked at him coldly, and sighed: "Why didn't you say this when you beat my three sons?" ”

"By the way, in this way, you bully the small, I should whip you again." As he spoke, Qiao painted the screen and was about to smoke it again.

The coachman was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

The two girls in the carriage hugged each other and looked at Qiao Huaping tremblingly.

In that way, Qiao Huaping looked like a bully.

Qiao Huaping snorted and took the horsewhip.

She looked at the two little girls in the carriage who were trembling, but she didn't embarrass them.

The daughter of a rich family who is high up and has no worries about food and clothing, probably looks like a beggar.

"Yaoyao." Qiao Huaping called Mei Qingyao over.

Mei Qingyao walked over.

At this time, he had already wiped away his tears, and took out the sweat towel that Qiao painted the screen to wipe his sweat on: "Mother, I was by the stream, I just washed it, and it was clean." You wipe the blood from your hands. ”

Qiao Huaping touched Mei Qingyao's head with the uninjured hand, and her voice was not loud or small: "Others throw you fruits, even if you are misunderstood as beggars, but her heart cannot be said to be bad."

"You can throw the fruit back, but you also know that you have a lot of strength, and when you throw it back, the uncontrollable force will hurt people."

Mei Qingyao flattened her mouth and said, "Mother, I really don't have any strength. I also used the method you taught me to measure the distance visually, and with great skill I threw the fruit into the carriage. I don't know why that sister hurts like that. ”

As soon as Mei Qingyao's words fell, the maid-like girl in the carriage shouted: "...... Still quibbling, the fruit hit my arm and hurt to death! As he spoke, he rubbed his forearm.

Qiao raised his eyebrows and looked at the girl: "Oh? Hit you in the arm? Forearms? ”

The girl who looked like a maid was obviously a little afraid of Qiao Huaping, Qiao Huaping didn't look at her, but looking at it like this, her voice immediately became smaller, and her body quietly moved back: "That's right...... It hurts! ”