Chapter Ninety-One: Punishing Street Slitters

Tang Jianguo thought about how when he had been treating money as paper before, others looked at him like fools. But what he saw at that time was indeed money, not paper, exactly the same as his wife Li Xiaoling at this time.

Thinking of this, Tang Jianguo was so frightened that cold sweat was on his forehead, and his eyes looking at Fu Yingying were full of awe.

In broad daylight, hell with it.

"Hehe, your wife said it was money!" Fu Yingying smiled, pushing the bicycle and about to leave, she suddenly turned her head suddenly, "Steal my bicycle again, I will make your family's money all turn into paper ······"

Tang Jianguo was so frightened that he trembled, and wanted to chase him, but he didn't dare to chase him.

Fu Yingying rode her bicycle and left triumphantly, hum, if you have the ability to steal her bicycle, you will have the consciousness of becoming a neurotic!

Fu Yingying bought walnut crisp and other snacks in Laojie, went to the Chinese herbal medicine store, bought the Chinese herbal medicine she needed, and then left happily on her bicycle.

But when I passed by a small restaurant, I heard a familiar voice crying, "Okay, pay for a month, when it's time, you say that I will be paid for a month, and I have been working here for three months, and you don't give me any money, it's too bullying!" ”

Fu Yingying took a look, isn't this Liu Qingqing, the cousin of the third uncle's family?

This small restaurant is where my cousin works? There are at most a dozen tables inside, and it looks like an ordinary small restaurant.

"You often ask for leave, and you break my family's plate, so that you don't lose money It's for the pity of your rural countrymen, get out, get out of me!" At this time, a fat daughter rushed out with a feather duster and whipped Liu Qingqing.

Fu Yingying was angry, this dead fat pig, who didn't pay his salary, actually beat someone?

Fu Yingying rushed over on a bicycle, shouting while rushing, "Oops, the bicycle brakes failed, and I can't stop······"

Fu Yingying not only knocked down the dead fat pig restaurant proprietor, but also pressed the bicycle over her stomach.

"You shameless little red guy, I have to tear you up today!" The dead fat pig proprietress got up from the ground with a grunt, and was not crushed at all, thanks to the fat she had grown.

The dead fat pig proprietress feather duster actually slapped Fu Yingying, and saw that she was about to hit Fu Yingying's body, but unfortunately she stepped on the watermelon skin and squatted on her buttocks.

"Oops, I fell to death!" The dead fat pig proprietress shouted in pain.

"This lady, I said that the brakes couldn't work, but I blocked the road, didn't get out of the way, and hit you, I'm also very innocent! But when you fell, it was you who stepped on the watermelon rind, and it has nothing to do with me. Fu Yingying finally got off the bicycle and looked at the dead fat pig Zhou Peel proprietress with a smile.

Liu Qingqing was worried that Fu Yingying would be bullied, so she immediately blocked in front of Fu Yingying, "Yingying, let's leave quickly, otherwise we will be beaten, she will be bad!" ”

They countrymen can't fight these street slippers, so they can only suffer this loss and work in vain for three months.

"Hey, you guys are in a gang, you hit me, and you still want to leave, no one wants to leave without paying five hundred yuan." The dead fat pig proprietress stared at her little eyes, and she was about to slander people.

Fu Yingying sneered, "You jumped three feet high, where is the injury?" If you slander people once, you will be unlucky for a lifetime, so you can accumulate some virtue for your children! Hurry up and settle my cousin's salary, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life. ”