Qin Qiong has just recovered from a serious illness, and her body bones have not fully recovered. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info The sun shines on the whole body is warm, and I didn't sleep well last night. He leaned against the wall and took a nap, but he never expected that at this moment, the always obedient yellow horse would cause trouble.

The sun is rising, and the people in the cattle and horse market are gradually thinning. Not far away, an old man carrying a burden came, and the old man carried a load of firewood. There was still a bottle of oil hanging from the burden, and it was early summer. There are still green leaves hanging on the firewood and grass.

Since Qin Qiong owed the restaurant food account, Wang Xiaoer did not feed the yellow horse forage seriously. Last night, I was only fed some grass and didn't feed the beans at all. At this time, the sun was three poles, and the yellow horse was already hungry. When he saw a green leaf nearby, he immediately broke free of the reins and went to eat the green leaves on the firewood. After pulling it three times and pulling it twice, he knocked the oil bottle over and smashed it to the ground.

The old man who was carrying the burden was about to go shopping, when he heard the sound and looked back. But he found that his oil bottle was shattered on the ground, and the old man immediately flew into a rage. He took the reins of the yellow horse and shouted loudly about whose horse.

The yellow horse was pulled by a stranger and was reluctant to give up, and slammed into it. The old man suddenly fell into a rolling gourd, not only knocking away the firewood. There was also a large cut on his arm, and blood immediately flowed down the wound.

This time, the cattle and horse market will be lively, and those cattle and horse brokers are waiting to see Qin Qiong's jokes. Now that the lean horse had wounded someone, a crowd of people immediately rushed up ready to administer justice. Considering the fact that they couldn't beat him, they chose to support the old man more spiritually, and ruthlessly criticized and whipped Qin Qiong in public opinion.

Qin Qiong slept soundly, but unexpectedly wanted to be woken up. When I looked closely, I saw an old man with blood on his arm, holding the reins of the yellow horse and not letting go. As soon as someone next to him told him what had happened, Qin Qiong felt bad.

A bottle of oil is nothing, the point is that the horse hurts someone. Fortunately, the yellow horse was not very well fed. Otherwise, if the big hoof of the bowl kicks the old man, he must not kick the old man to death.

Qin Qiong hurriedly walked to the old man, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Old man, I'm sorry!" My horse is not on a leash! ”

"Your horse? This man, don't look at you as tall and big. But the old man is not afraid of you, your horse hurt me today. You're going to pay me for this bottle of oil, and more. Look! The old man handed the arm in his hand to Qin Qiong's eyes, and saw that the inch-long wound was still bleeding. The old man chops firewood and sells firewood for a living, and his arm is injured for a while and can't do his work. You also have to pay for lost work these days. ”

The one next to it eats melon, chicken legs, and durian...... The high-quality uncensored crowd immediately shouted and shouted at Qin Qiong. Although no one dared to stand up and scold Qin Qiong, they must put the greatest pressure on Qin Qiong in public opinion.

Qin Qiong is not an unreasonable person, don't look at his ability to do it to the "Four Tigers in the East of the City". But to this Pharaoh, he is not willing to be rude. Besides, he didn't care about this matter and broke other people's oil bottles. Naturally, it should be compensated to others, and if the horse hurts someone's arm, they can't work. Naturally, he also has to compensate for lost work, although the old man's words are a little rude, but the reason is still on the other side.

Helpless to suffocate a penny to the hero, if this kind of thing happened in the past. Qin Qiong would not hesitate to take out the silver money and understand this matter. But helplessly, now Qin Qiong's pocket is cleaner than her face. Not to mention the lost time fee, even the bottle of oil has no money to pay. Qin Qiong's head was full of bruises, and the people next to him were noisy. The anxious Qin Qiong roared wildly!

As soon as he shouted, the surroundings fell silent. All of them quickly took two steps back, for fear that Qin Qiong would rush up in anger. When the old man saw Qin Qiong roaring, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground. His hands were tied together, and his mouth was so open that he didn't dare to speak.

Qin Qiong was furious and frightened the old man. The heart screamed badly, and immediately stepped forward to help the old man up. While beating the dust, he kept apologizing to the old man. As soon as the onlookers saw that Qin Qiong had no intention of beating people, they immediately shouted again. Qin Qiong's eyes were full of anger, and the voices of the onlookers immediately became quieter again.

"Uncle, this matter is not right for me. This is an apology to the old man! Qin Qiong said as she apologized to the old man.

"It's useful to apologize, take the money. If you don't have any money, you won't want to leave today. If it really doesn't work, the old man will sue the official. Our Master Cai in Luzhou is a well-known Qing official, and he will definitely not let people like you go unpunished. Seeing that Qin Qiong didn't rely on his strength to bully people, the old man's courage immediately rose a lot. Holding Qin Qiong's arm and not letting go, it seems that he won't lose money today, he really plans to sue the official.

Qin Qiong was stunned when he heard it, he came to Luzhou to send an official document to Master Cai. If the people on the official face know that he has fallen into this situation in Luzhou, how will he mix it up in the future. But now, he really has no money to pay this old man.

"Uncle, I'm really a little tight on money. Not to mention lost time, even if it's this bottle of oil. I, I ...... I can't afford to lose it! Qin Qiong said helplessly to the old man in a low voice.

"You're fooling me?" The old man didn't believe Qin Qiong's words at all, and grabbed Qin Qiong's hand tighter. I was afraid that Qin Qiong would break free with all her strength and run away.

"Old man, if I am really rich. You don't have to come out to sell the horse, or don't go first, and wait for me to sell the horse and then return the money to you. After speaking, Qin Qiong pointed to the yellow horse.

"I said Old Sutou, he's tricking you. There are three kinds of thin horses that he does not sell, he does not sell carts, he does not sell mills, and he does not sell ploughing. When you go home, you can only be an uncle horse, who do you say will buy such a skinny horse to go back. A livestock broker who had long been tired of looking down on Qin Qiong shouted loudly behind the crowd.

"That's right! Old Sutou, he hasn't sold this horse for five or six days, you wait for him to sell it. I'm afraid that the injury will be healed a long time ago! Another livestock broker followed suit.

The high-definition uncensored crowd of onlookers was once again gossiping, and now it seemed like 10,000 ducks were pouring in. I can't even hear the sound of the noisy talk!

Seeing this, Yun Hao immediately squeezed out of the crowd and came to Qin Qiong. shouted loudly: "Shut up for me, isn't it just money?" I helped Qin Ye give it, how much did you say it would cost. Yun Hao pinched his waist and looked righteous and awe-inspiring, Qin Qiong was so angry that he almost committed suicide. A sallow coptis immediately turned into a bruised face.

When the onlookers saw Yun Hao come out and say that they lost money, they all stopped watching what the old Su Tou said. But the old Su Tou couldn't stop looking at the yellow horse with two eyes, looking up and down, looking left and right. After looking at it for a long time, he turned to Qin Qiong and asked, "This horse is really yours?" ”

"This horse is the mount of a certain family!" Qin Qiong said in her heart, isn't it mine or yours?

"Huh? Is this weird? The old man stroked his goatee and looked solemn.