Rebirth in the 1990s: The Fat Cannon Fodder Wife Wants to Turn Things Around

Chapter 274 The Bun Seller Was Beaten Again

"Then I, talk to Sister Yao directly about cooperation?"

Hu Da also asked for instructions, and Uncle Hu almost slapped him on the head again.

"You've grown up so much, you still need me to teach you! Others say that you can do business and have my demeanor. Pooh, you can't even compare to a single hair of mine, why don't you hurry up!"

Hu Da was not angry either, he nodded with a smile and went forward.

Meng Yao's business has always been good, usually at this time it is basically sold out, but today it is not sold out at this point because the stall next door has shared a lot.

Hu Da had already had breakfast, and the food was brought back by Hu Si, so instead of queuing up to buy it, he went straight to the stall and called out with a smile, "Sister Yao!"

When Meng Yao heard "Sister Yao", goosebumps all over her body were about to rise.

"Boss Hu, you should call me Meng Yao by my name!"

Hu Da smiled and shook his head, "How can it be? You are my aunt's goddaughter, that is, my younger sister. It's worth calling you Sister Yao!"

Meng Yao smiled dryly.

There is no need to call it so intimate.

Liu Cuihua, who was busy at the side, frowned slightly because of Hu Da's goddaughter, but she didn't open her mouth to ask because there were outsiders.

Meng Yao saw Uncle Hu following behind, and immediately stretched out her hand to greet him: "Uncle Hu, this way!"

Uncle Hu was on a stroll, and he didn't want to come over to delay Meng Yao's business, but Meng Yao greeted him, so he walked slowly over.

Holding his long beard, he asked, "What do you want me to do? You want me to buy pancakes and fruits, my old man doesn't want to eat them today!"

Uncle Hu was deliberately reserved and polite, but the steamed bun seller next to him became excited after hearing it, and held up her dirty bun and handed it to Uncle Hu's mouth.

"Master, if you don't want to eat pancakes, try my buns. My buns are pure meat buns. They are very delicious and cheap. They only cost ten cents each. They are much better than those pancakes!"

Her man sold out the pancake fruit, and she had already asked him to go back first, so she didn't care about discrediting the pancake fruit now.

Uncle Hu dodged to the side, but he still didn't escape the enthusiastic buyer of buns.

She handed the bun directly to Uncle Hu's mouth, and the bun touched his lips.

Hu Da saw that the steamed stuffed bun seller actually handed the dirty steamed stuffed bun to the old man to eat, his smiling face sank all the year round, he raised his hand and knocked the steamed stuffed bun away.

"Hey, my bun, my big meat bun."

The bun seller patted his leg and cried out.

Originally, the bun fell on the ground, but now it rolled around on the ground again, and it was completely black.

"You paid me for the bun, you knocked it out, you, just treat it as if you bought it, here, a dime!"

Hu Da wanted to give her a slap in the face, although he squeezed out a smile again, but the smile was so faint that people could ignore it.

"Your bun is so dirty, you still want me to buy it?"

"Who says it's dirty? It's just that the skin is dirty, but the inside is still fine!"

The bun seller yelled.

Hu Da pointed to the steamed stuffed bun that had rolled on the ground again, and said, "The skin is only dirty now, but the inside is fine, you can continue to sell it!"

The bun seller's eyes widened all of a sudden, he looked at Uncle Hu, then at the young and strong Hu Da, and pointed his gun at Uncle Hu again this time.

"He won't buy it. You should buy it, sir. You just ate it in your mouth. Who else can buy it?"

When Uncle Hu heard the words about selling steamed buns, his beard grew tall.

"You said I ate your steamed stuffed bun? Where did you see that I ate your steamed stuffed bun? It was obvious that you were trying to stuff it into my mouth, and you didn't even see if I ate it. Just your steamed stuffed bun. As soon as I smell it, I know that it will die if I give it to a dog, but you still want to give it to me?"

"Hey, you guys are really finding fault on purpose. My steamed stuffed buns, meaty stuffed buns, were photographed on the ground by you, and you even framed my stuffed buns as unpalatable. You guys, you go with me to the police station. I must drag you there today. Police station."

The steamed stuffed bun seller refused to let go, and took Uncle Hu's arm, trying to take him to the police station.

Seeing this, Meng Yao was about to go to protect Uncle Hu, but was stopped by Qi Boyan.

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it!"

The "someone" Qi Boyan said was naturally Uncle Hu's eldest son.

Obviously, he used to see Hu Da as an image of a smiling good-natured guy, but now he crushed the steamed stuffed bun that fell on the ground with his foot, and slapped the steamed stuffed bun seller in the face.

"Go to the police station, okay, let's go! As a victim, of course you have to look like a victim. I will leave you with a victim image."

The steamed stuffed bun seller was originally punched by Hu Si before, so he covered his face with a towel for fear of scaring the customers.

Hu Da slapped her towel off, revealing her swollen face.

Hu Si's punch was not light, and the face was swollen. That's because the pancakes and fruits make money, so the bun seller has been enduring the pain and staying here until now.

And Hu Da's slap was not light, he directly knocked out one of the bun seller's front teeth.

The steamed stuffed bun seller gurgled a few times, and finally spit out a big tooth, which was bloody and fell to the ground, making the steamed stuffed bun seller cry in anger.

"My teeth..."

The two brothers of the Hu family seem to be the nemesis of selling steamed stuffed buns.

"Who made you do it?"

Uncle Hu blew his beard and yelled at Hu Da, "What do you say you are doing now? You, the beater, will definitely ignore you. Then you will ignore it when you go to the police station. Do you think your hands are itchy?"

Hu Dachong laughed at his father, "I couldn't hold back for a while!"

I really couldn't hold back.

He said well that he was going to the police station, and he followed suit. He was not as violent as Hu Si.

But the steamed stuffed bun seller just talked and pulled his old man hard, but he didn't see the beard and stare for the old man.

His old man is getting old, what should he do if he gets angry?
Uncle Hu mentioned going to the police station, and the steamed stuffed bun seller just thought of going to the police station, crying and shouting: "Go to the police station, go to the police station, you wait..."

As he spoke, his teeth began to leak air.

Hu Da didn't speak, just hehe and laughed, so frightened that Baozi got up impatiently, and ran to the comrades at the police station again.

Meng Yao looked at it and didn't know what to say, she rubbed her nose and asked Qi Boyan beside him: "You said that when someone comes later, will the bun seller say that he is with us again?"

There was a hint of a smile in Qi Boyan's eyes, "It seems that they are indeed in the same group!"

Hu Da helped Uncle Hu tidy up his beard, and then smiled and looked at the two people to apologize: "I'm kidding!"

Hu Da is a civilized person, and he seldom does anything. If it wasn't because there was no one around him, he wouldn't need to do it himself.

This is really ruining the image.

(End of this chapter)