Little wife, she is full of happiness

Violent treatment of the elderly, they have no parents to give birth, don't they know what it means to respect the old and love the young?

Just when Xia Xiaoruo was clenching her fists, ready to teach the man who pushed down the old man to be a man, He Ran had already grabbed the man by the collar, and carried him to the old man like a sack.

The man struggled desperately, yelling threats, "Let me go, let me go, you little bastard, what do you want to do? Help—"

"Apologize to the old man!"

He Ran is a champion of a boxing match. The boss looked like a middle-aged man whose body was hollowed out by alcohol. He Ran was no match for He Ran. He just lightly pinched the boss's shoulder, and the boss screamed in pain. .

The whole body was bowed by He Ran, facing the old man in a bowing posture.

"Apologize."

He Ran spoke again.

His wrist was stiff, but he didn't expect the man's mouth to be even stiffer, "This old guy makes troubles in my shop every day, making my shop unable to open. Why should I apologize to him? Ah!"

He Ran exerted a little force on his hand, and the man couldn't stand it and shouted.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

After all, the arms can't twist the thighs. In the face of absolute strength, even an adult has to bow his head and apologize to the old man under the coercion of this young man, He Ran.

He Ran let go of the man, and Xia Xiaoruo beside him had already helped the old man up, checking whether the old man was injured.

"Thank you, girl. I'm fine. You guys go away. Don't meddle in my affairs."

Xia Xiaoruo didn't expect the old man to say this to her.

But in the blink of an eye, I immediately understood.

The vendors near the Antique Street all have a good relationship with the boss. They saw that the boss of the calligraphy and painting shop was bullied by a young man. s method.

At this time, there were about five or six middle-aged men, some without an eye, some with a limp, all approaching Xia Xiaoruo and He Ran with a sneer.

"Boy, weren't you very majestic just now? Tell you, if you dare to break ground on me, you and this girl next to you, plus this old man, no one will leave!"

The owner of the calligraphy and painting shop who was pressured by He Ran to apologize just now is called Li Miao, and he is still a neighbor to the old man who was pushed down. The old man has a picture of a night banquet in Spring Mountain in his hand. protected.

Now there are people on the black market of the Spring Mountain Night Banquet picture that have been fired up to 30 yuan, and countless people have come to him and asked him to sell his words, but he is not willing.

Li Miao thought of a trick, using the old man's unrepentant and gambling son to cheat, and if the son lost the money, he would be cut off if he didn't pay back the money, so he had to steal Lao Tzu's painting to pay back the money.

But the old man heard that one of his paintings was unfilial and sold it to his son. He was so angry that he fell ill, and the first thing he did when he got up was to ask Li Miao for a painting.

Polite finally got the painting, how could he give it to him casually?

The first few times he came, Li Miao sent him away politely, but when he came again later, Li Miao immediately drove him away as soon as he came.

Got a hand today.

If He Ran and Xia Xiaoruo hadn't come over in time, the old man might have been beaten again.

"Don't do it, don't do it, Li Miao, ask me who you want to paint, don't embarrass these two young people!"

He Ran was not afraid of fighting, but as soon as he clenched his fist, the old man who was pushed down next to him stopped the two of them, protecting him and Xia Xiaoruo like a child.

The old man is so thin, with a bent back, like a mature sorghum, but he still protects Xia Xiaoruo and He Ran.

Xia Xiaoruo and He Ran looked at each other, Xia Xiaoruo didn't say that evil is like hatred, but since she has encountered such injustice, she is always unwilling to see such an old man being bullied.

Seeing that there was going to be a fight here, the people watching the excitement all stepped aside one after another.

Afraid of blood splashing on his face.

The general environment in the early 90s was like this. Those who set up stalls to do small business were bullied by hooligans and urged to pay protection fees, and those who went out were bullied by hooligans.

It is more normal to buy fakes.

It's not uncommon for a big shop to bully customers.

After all, when the economy is just developing and opening up, no norms are perfect.

There is still He Ran.

Xia Xiaoruo supported the old man and left these people to He Ran to deal with.

"Old man, let's rest here."

Her voice had a special magical power, and the old man's originally agitated mood calmed down a lot in an instant. Looking at He Ran, he saw that this young man had already kicked a shop owner down.

Things were far different than what he had imagined.

It seems that these two young people really have some skills.

He met a nobleman today!
In less than five or six minutes, He Ran had already tied up the men who had attacked him with ropes, and squatted in the corner of the wall one by one, holding their heads and daring not to make a sound.

When Xia Xiaoruo watched He Ran start, he also listened to the grievances between the old man and the owner of the calligraphy and painting shop.

"Where is the old man's painting? Take it out quickly!"

She walked behind Li Miao, looked down at him and gave orders.

Li Miao was the one who was beaten the worst by He Ran. With his hands tied behind his back, he squatted facing the wall, without the arrogance he had just now, and almost cried, "Antique trading, no regrets, this is Rules! How can you bully people like this?"

He was the one who bullied others before, but this was the first time she was bullied like this.

Xia Xiaoruo sneered, "It's good for you to say that, but the old man didn't regret it, so he asked you for it. The thing that the old man asked you for was stolen goods!"

As soon as she said the words, Li Miao was stunned, and the old man was also stunned.

"Girl, what do you say booty?"

the old man asked.

"Stolen goods means that someone stole your painting and sold it here. You are the benefactor. Since the painting is stolen, the boss will also be held accountable for buying and selling stolen goods. If the amount is huge, Maybe you will go to jail, boss, you are in this line of work. I don’t need to talk about things that you are not allowed to do on the surface, but you are not allowed to do it secretly. Make it a big deal, and if the time comes to pull out the radish and bring out the mud, then you may lose a lot."

Xia Xiaoruo said logically.

Li Miao wanted to quibble that the person who stole the old man's painting was the old man's own son, but when he heard the words that he pulled out the carrot and brought out the mud, his originally stern eyes dimmed instantly.

Antique shops like theirs really can't help but check, how many came out of the hands of tomb robbers, how many were stolen goods, and whether there is blood on these things. It is troublesome to find out one thing.

"Okay, I will pay you back the painting!"

He gritted his teeth and said.