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Su Qian's mind was working fast.

It seemed that the bald uncle was about to take action.

She didn't have time to think about it, so she seized the opportunity and picked up the corn from the tricycle.

He threw it towards the bald uncle with a swish.

The neatly arranged corns fell to the ground with a rustling sound.

"Master, lie down quickly."

Su Qian spoke quickly to Uncle Jiang.

Uncle Jiang understood instantly when the uncle's hand touched him again.

He stepped on the corn and slipped to the ground.

"Ouch, my waist."

Uncle Jiang was lying on the ground, groaning in pain.

One hand was still rubbing her waist.

Su Qian was stunned.

My goodness, Uncle Jiang, his acting is quite realistic.

She immediately took out her mobile phone to continue recording, pointing the camera at the bald uncle.

With anger and condemnation in his eyes, he shouted, "Everyone, come and see! This bald uncle not only bullies the elderly, but also beats people!"

Su Qian roared loudly.

The scene instantly became chaotic.

The old and the young work together very well.

The bald uncle next to him was dumbfounded.

When the people around heard Su Qian's cry, they all gathered around.

Everyone looked at Uncle Jiang lying on the ground groaning in pain, and then looked at the bald uncle standing nearby with his hands frozen in mid-air.

They started to accuse each other.

An elderly woman frowned and said, "Who are you? How could you hit an elderly person? It's outrageous."

"That's right, this old man is lying on the ground and can't get up. He must have been beaten badly."

"This bald guy with a big head doesn't look like a good person at first glance!"

The bald uncle's expression became increasingly ugly.

He loudly distanced himself from the matter:

"Nonsense! I didn't touch him at all. He lay down on his own."

"Why don't you make a sound?"

The bald uncle looked at several fellow vendors, wanting them to testify.

However, they all avoided the bald uncle's gaze guiltily.

Some pretended to tidy up their stalls.

Some turned their faces away.

I just don't dare to stand up and speak for him.

"Damn it! You think I'm the first one to get caught."

Seeing this, the bald uncle was so angry that he started cursing.

Then he angrily came up to help the old man, "Stinky old man, stop pretending, I didn't even touch you!"

"Don't move! Do you still want to continue hitting people?"

But Su Qian quickly stopped him and spoke loudly.

"I didn't do anything. It was you, girl, who hit me on the head first!" The bald uncle was angry and pointed at his head.

"You're just jealous that Uncle Jiang's business is better than yours, so you want to bully an old man like him!"

Su Qian was not afraid at all. She straightened her back and spoke.

After hearing the whole story, the onlookers all sided with one side.

"Bah, this kind of person should be taught a lesson, good fight, little girl!"

"That's right, it's easy for an old man to grow some vegetables and set up a stall. You are so shameless to be jealous of others!"

The bald uncle was accused by everyone.

His face turned blue and white.

He glared at Su Qian fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Just wait, this isn't over yet!"

Done.

He left in disgrace amid the boos of the crowd.

After the uncle leaves.

Su Qian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly squatted down to check on Uncle Jiang's condition.

He asked softly, "Uncle, are you okay? That was really thrilling just now."

Uncle Jiang opened his eyes slightly and whispered, "Miss, thanks to you, I'm fine. I just felt a little uncomfortable lying on the ground."

After hearing this, Su Qian couldn't help laughing.

Then the crowd gradually dispersed.

Su Qian helped Uncle Jiang pick up the corns scattered on the ground one by one.

After finishing tidying up, Uncle Jiang looked at Su Qian, his eyes full of gratitude, "Miss, thank you so much today."

Su Qian smiled and shook her head: "Uncle Jiang, you're welcome. My name is Su Qian, and I'm Xiaoyu's friend. I was passing by this time and stopped by to see you."

When the old man heard this, the smile on his face became even wider.

"So you're Xiaoyu's friend. It's hot outside. Girl, if you don't mind, come to my house and sit down."

Su Qian followed Uncle Jiang towards his home.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Qian saw the family photos hanging on the wall.

Among them, Jiang Xiaoyu's smile was particularly bright.

Uncle Jiang asked Su Qian to sit down, and then he was busy pouring her water and bringing her some fruit.

Su Qian quickly stood up and said, "Uncle Jiang, please stop working. I'm not thirsty. You should take a rest too."

Uncle Jiang smiled and said, "How could that be? You've helped me so much today, this is nothing."

As he said that, he placed a cup of warm water and a plate of fruit in front of Su Qian.

Su Qian noticed that although Uncle Jiang was old, his movements were still agile.

The house is also kept in tidiness.

"Girl, are you and Xiaoyu classmates?"

Uncle Jiang asked after sitting down opposite Su Qian.

Su Qian nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, uncle, we met at a school volunteer activity, and later we found that we had a lot in common, so we became good friends."

Uncle Jiang nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion, "This is also a kind of fate. Xiaoyu is a kind-hearted child, and she is happy to participate in these activities."

As he spoke, a hint of sadness appeared in Uncle Jiang's eyes.

"Xiaoyu has been busy lately? She hasn't called in a while."

Su Qian opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

You can't say that your granddaughter is busy fighting zombies in the apocalypse, right?

"There's so much going on at school, Xiaoyu is so busy she's dizzy."

She hastily made up an excuse.

Su Qian's eyes lit up as if she had thought of something. "Uncle, I'll record a video for you and send it to Xiaoyu. When Xiaoyu is done, I'll ask her to send you a video back."

Su Qian thought that they could exchange things in the chat group.

Next time, throw a cell phone to Jiang Xiaoyu.

Just ask her to record a video and send it over.

When Uncle Jiang heard this, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, okay."

Su Qian took out his cell phone and turned on the recording function.

Uncle Jiang straightened his clothes.

Then he sat up straighter.

With a loving smile on his face, he expressed his longing and concern for his granddaughter.

He told her to finish her studies well, that he was doing well at home and in good health, so she didn't need to worry too much.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu was struggling to survive in the apocalypse.

He was resting tiredly against a ruined wall.

Her body was covered in dust and blood.

In his hand he tightly grasped a machete whose blade was already somewhat bent.

Sudden.

A reminder sounded in her mind.

When I clicked on it, I found that it was a video sent by Su Qian.

When I saw my grandfather’s familiar face and heard his kind voice.

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly became moist.

Jiang Xiaoyu (Survival in the End of the World): "[Excited] Su Qian! From today on, you are my biological sister!"

Su Qian saw the message Jiang Xiaoyu replied.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.