Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

Clang.

The iron fell to the ground and slammed into the car board, but was masked by the noise at the same time.

"How can you hit a child!!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and it attracted a lot of attention as soon as he spoke.

The old man pointed at Ying Yanyu, his eyes widened angrily, and he was very sullen: "Don't stop! You're welded to death and drive to the police station! Come and judge, everyone, this man beats a child!"

Wen Cheng palmed Ying Yan Yu's shoulder, turned around after hearing the sound, first saw the two grandparents just now, and then realized that there was an extra iron clamp under his feet.

This thing looks familiar.

He has seen it on TV before, and it is said that it is specially for thieves. It is long and thin with a hook. In a crowded place, if you put it in a person's pocket, the wallet will disappear without anyone noticing it.

Wen Cheng said why he was always being touched. His ass.

Ha ha.

He looked down at the half-grown child, reached into his pocket, pulled out the inner wallet, and opened it in front of him.

One and fifty cents, coins.

He didn't even have the fare to go back.

"..." The little grandson's face was distorted to the extent visible to the naked eye.

And the old man knew that he had suffered a loss, and the trouble became more heated: "The more I live, the more I go back! Tell me, is it easy for me to take care of my grandson as an old man? I will be bullied when I go out and ride in the car... "

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo." A series of groans interrupted the old man's words.

Everyone turned their attention to Wen Cheng...Ying Yanyu behind him.

I saw a man who was almost as tall as a car hooked his index finger to the corner of his eye, with a timid and sad face. He held the hand of the man in front and shook it back and forth: "Baba, the villain will file a complaint first, and Wu is the one who is bullied."

"..." The car was quiet.

Wen Cheng only felt the air passing behind his ears, and he shivered violently. For a while, he didn't even have the courage to turn around.

But Ying Yanyu buried his head in the socket of his shoulder even harder, weeping uncontrollably: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" every three times.

All the people in the car unknowingly followed suit.

Wen Cheng gave a dry laugh twice in embarrassment, pointed at Ying Yan Yu, tapped her forehead, then shook her head and sighed.

This man is out of his mind.

"That's it, forget it." Someone went to persuade the old man.

The old man pursed his mouth and fell silent.

Wen Cheng saw how he dared to be angry but didn't speak up, she sneered, and instantly felt relieved.

It would be even better if the dog's head that was rubbing against his shoulder could be removed.

"I saw you stealing something just now." Ying Yanyu raised his head suddenly, and said to the little grandson in the tone of his peers, "You dropped that thing."

His thin eyelashes drooped down, reflecting a small shadow, staring at the iron clamp on the ground.

The little grandson didn't care about this, he looked at Ying Yanyu scrutinizingly, with a slightly puzzled look on Old Chen's face: "Do you also watch "Bear Infested"?"

"I watch "Pleasant Goat"." Ying Yanyu said.

"Oh, you have no taste." The little grandson snorted.

"Stinky boy, are you calling me Ba Ba unattractive?" Ying Yan Yu said fiercely.

Wen Cheng had a question mark on his head:? ? ?

After a while, he came back suddenly, his face flickered, and finally lifted his head off his shoulders.

Ying Yanyu secretly hooked the corner of his mouth at an angle that he couldn't see, and didn't stick to it anymore, but quarreled with his little grandson pretending to be crazy.

Little grandson: "I will be taught the Three Character Classic when I was six years old."

Ying Yanyu: "I will be able to when I am in Ma Ma's stomach."

Little grandson: "You lied! I don't believe it."

Ying Yanyu: "Believe it or not."

Little grandson: "Then you can recite it now."

Ying Yanyu: "..." No.

Wen Cheng glanced at classmate Ying, who could only say "the wind and the dust", raised her hand to block him, lowered her head and said, "Don't bully my children."

Ying Yanyu's heart beat faster, and he heard Dr. Wen say sweetly and joyfully, "His brain is not working."

Woo.