Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

The Qiao family's carriage stopped at stall number eight, and the group of little beggars hurried over.

"Sister Jianer, we slept here last night. That man tried to pee at your stall in the middle of the night, but we saw him and beat him away with stones." Ada said, pointing to the burly-armed uncle.

"Yeah, they even said they would use the smell of urine to drive your guests away." Ah San said.

"And that guy came with a hammer and wanted to smash the floor of your stall to make it difficult for you to set up your stall."

Ah Er pointed at a young stall owner.

"We chased him away too, and I bit him on the leg."

Qiao Jianer opened her eyes. She didn't expect that some people would come in the middle of the night to play dirty tricks.

However, when the stall owners saw the little beggars exposing what they had done, they did not show any nervousness or guilt on their faces. Instead, they looked at ease, as if that was what they should do, and even felt a little regretful that they had not done it.

Some even looked at the little beggars with eyes that seemed as if they wanted to skin them alive.

There were not just those two people who wanted to do something bad last night. There were others as well, but they didn't have the chance to do anything because the little beggar was guarding them.

"Little girl, what solution have you thought of? Just look at what the big sister at stall number three said yesterday. Which one do you agree with?" The burly-armed uncle raised his chin and said arrogantly.

He was referring to the lady at stall number three. When they were about to leave yesterday, the lady at stall number three asked them to either hand over the goods or share the money, which was also a good idea.

"Yeah, no matter what you say, after all, the money is earned by you." The old lady was busy in front of the stall, and her husband and son also came.

The other stall owners were also staring at Qiao Jianer. The atmosphere in this area seemed like a war was about to break out at any moment.

Qiao Jianer sneered and asked Ah Da softly, "Have you done everything I told you to do?"

Ah Da said, "Master Yang will be here soon."

As the carriage curtain was lifted, tall figures walked out. They were all men with long arms and legs and strong physiques.

One, two, three, four, five—

A total of seven of them came down, standing together with cold brows and calm eyes, like a mountain.

It seems that beating three by one is not a problem.

The stall owners suddenly had a bad feeling and became nervous.

"Whoever doesn't allow our family to set up a stall here, please stand up. If you beat us, we will pack up and leave immediately." said Mr. Qiao.

Qiao Dayong: "We'll take turns. If you beat three of the seven of us, we'll admit defeat. But if you lose, you'll have to quit, and never sell anything on this street again."

The stall owners suddenly became anxious.

They are all tall and strong, how can they beat them?

Judging from his momentum, he could kill a person with just one punch.

"Little girl, is this the solution you mentioned?"

"Yes, if we don't beat you into submission, even if we give you benefits, you will still make things difficult for us in the future. It's better to use fists to speak." Qiao Lianer said.

These stall owners were so upset. If they had known this would happen, they should not have left a way out yesterday. They should have given those women a good beating and made them give up.

But this little girl said it so seriously yesterday that they believed it.

"You are too arrogant and conceited. You have taken away our business and are now resorting to violence. Is there any law in this world?"

The young man who wanted to smash stall number eight with a hammer in the middle of the night gritted his teeth.

Qiao Laosan: "We're all doing business in an honest way. Customers can go to the restaurant they like and compete fairly. How can it be said that we're stealing your business? Who is so lawless?"

"Come on, don't say anything, let's fight to see who wins or loses. We still have to be busy setting up the stall." said Qiao Laoer.

Some stall owners looked at each other, still at a loss as to what to do.

In fact, not all stall owners here have this attitude. Some are just envious and then quietly do their own things. Some are jealous but also admit that it is other people's ability and do their work well at the stall.

There were only seven or eight people who were not convinced, five men and three women.

There is no way they can defeat this family.

Even if they brought their families with them, they looked so small and fragile in front of this family.

First of all, the momentum is much lower.

It's one against one, this is courting death.

They wanted to call on the other stall owners and exchanged glances with them, but the stall owners ignored them.

People just want to run their own business and don't want to cause trouble.

The burly-armed uncle sneered, "You are all spineless. The customers have all been snatched away by others, and you are still busy working for nothing. You worked hard all day."

"Let's work together and drive them all away so we can make money like before."

"Yes, by being so generous, you are just giving the customers to them. If you don't fight for yourselves and unite, when your business goes bankrupt, how are you going to support your family?" The aunt said with a sneer.

"Customers have limited stomachs. They sell so many things. If they are full at their place, they won't come to buy from us," said the young stall owner.

They know that even if others don't want to cause trouble, some people are jealous, and they can stir up their emotions first.

Under their instigation, two stall owners also showed signs of dissatisfaction on their faces.

He put down the work in his hands, rolled up his sleeves and walked out.

The burly-armed uncle had a hint of pride on his face. As long as they had more people, in a round-robin match like this, there would always be a round where one person from this family would lose. Once they lost three, they would have to withdraw.

Just as they were about to continue the agitation, the fat mayor with a mustache came hurriedly over with a group of people.

"What are you doing? Why are you standing here instead of doing business so early in the morning? Are you trying to rebel against the government and the imperial court?"

When the stall owners saw the officials coming, their faces changed and they hurriedly thought of their words.

Qiao Jianer spoke first: "Sir, we set up a stall here yesterday and made some money. But since we were new here, they couldn't tolerate us. They said we were stealing customers and wanted us to leave. Does that make sense?"

The mayor frowned upon hearing this: "How much money you make in business depends entirely on your ability. How can you drive someone away just because they're doing well?"

"But sir, they sell several things, fried, boiled and baked. Customers have too many choices there. If they are full, we won't be able to sell our products." said the auntie selling pancakes.

The mayor took one look at her stall and smiled, "Big sister, look at your stall. Besides pancakes, there are also grilled cold noodles, fried cabbage, and stir-fried beans. Don't you sell quite a few things too?"