But the middle-aged man sitting next to Jiang Xiao couldn't stand it, and said very seriously: "I think there is nothing wrong with this little girl, she has the right to decide whether to lend it to this child or not, if she borrows it, the child's parents want to say thank you to her, if she doesn't borrow it, then no one can accuse her of half a sentence." ”

Jiang Xiao looked at him and said, "Thank you, uncle, for speaking out." ”

These four words seem to amuse the middle-aged man, "You're welcome." ”

Some people were embarrassed to speak out by these words of the middle-aged man.

But the boy did not give his nerve at this moment, and immediately slid down to the ground, and cried vigorously with his head up.

"I don't care, I just want a cup! I just want a cup!"

The fashionable woman and her husband glanced at each other, and both of them were helpless and had some anger, feeling helpless about their son, but the anger was directed at Jiang Xiao.

The man in the flower shirt took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Xiao.

"Well, I'll buy you this cup!"

Jiang Xiao lowered his face coldly, "I didn't plan to sell it." ”

"Why don't you sell a broken cup?" Don't you have a kettle?" Hua Shirt was angry and glared at Jiang Xiao, "You don't use this cup to drink water, why can't you sell it to me?"

"Sell, sell, sell!" Qingqing also cried and screamed, and rubbed over to Jiang Xiao's side, reaching out to grab her backpack.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man helped stop him.

"I said that this comrade, she is also a little girl, what she likes, whether it is used or not, you have no right to force her to sell it!"

"What's the matter with you? Don't you feel distressed if you don't dare to cry your child?" The fashionable woman had a little opinion about him just now, and when she heard his words, her eyes suddenly widened, and she said, "What if my child cries badly?"

"That's your child. Jiang Xiao replied to her in a deep voice, and then hugged the backpack and said to the child with a straight face: "If you come to grab my bag again, I will beat you." ”

This child's personality is a bit similar to Jiang Lidong, she has long lost a little patience for this kind of bear child, so there is no psychological burden at all on his cold threats.

When the boy heard this, he immediately screamed again, and then he threw himself at her, striking her with his small fists. While beating, he cried loudly: "I'll kill you dead girl! Kill you! Kill you! I'll go back and tell my grandfather, my grandfather will help me beat the bad girl!"

The middle-aged man wanted to grab his hand, but Hua Shirt reached out and clasped him, "You still want to do it to my son?"

"You let go! It's your son beating now!"

"How old is the child? Just a tantrum and can hurt people?" Hua Shirt sneered and glanced at Jiang Xiao.

The fashionable woman coaxed the child in her mouth, but she only watched, and did not come to pull the child away.

The people next to me also watched, and some people muttered to death.

Jiang Xiao kept a calm face and reached out to push the child.

With a bang, the child fell to the ground, stunned for a few seconds, and immediately kicked his legs and cried and screamed, "Mom and Dad, she hit me......"

The fashionable woman couldn't help it now, Huo Di stood up, and slapped Jiang Xiao's face: "You dead girl dare to beat my son?"

Before her hand touched Jiang Xiao's face, she had already clasped her, Jiang Xiao grabbed her with one hand and slapped her face with the other.

A crisp slap slap stunned everyone.