Old Chinese medicine and small vendors

It's over.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

A thin layer of sweat dripped from Ying Yanyu's body instantly.

His rationality of running away from home turned to the door, and came back again, looking at him with contempt, as if disgusting: "I just went for a walk, why are you so excited?"

Ying Yan Yu made this move without any thought at all, and he was frightened by his level of hooliganism.

So much so that the strength on the teeth was forgotten.

He could even feel Qingku's lips flick when Wen Cheng pushed him away.

Soul crit, bombing the heart.

"..."

Wen Cheng leaned against his shoulder and leaned back abruptly. Before she could make up a proper expression, she felt the child shaking until it almost convulsed.

His monstrous anger fell silent in an instant.

What are you afraid of?

Who is molesting whom? ?

The two stared at each other silently for a while.

No one noticed that Grandma Wen, who was still broadcasting live, had already included them in the corner of the camera.

"I..." Ying Yanyu licked his dry mouth as soon as he spoke.

A vein suddenly appeared in Wen Cheng.

"Uh." Ying Yanyu didn't dare to say anything.

Wen Cheng clenched his fist to push the person away, and said in a deep voice, "Release quickly."

"Oh... oh!" Ying Yanyu thought of stopping.

Because of the excessive force, Wen Cheng's T-shirt was wrinkled by him.

After the dog's paw was removed, Wen Cheng immediately moved away from her, with a gloomy face, neither scolding nor hitting, and walked straight to grandma.

Only Ying Yanyu stayed where he was in fear.

"Orange."

Grandma Zeng obviously saw the scene just now, she was scalded by the cigarette wick in her hand, she quickly snuffed it out, and then looked at Ying Yanyu wrongly.

It was the first time for Wen Cheng to see her grandma looking so at a loss, she became more and more annoyed, with an indescribable feeling: "It's nothing, it's unexpected..." Unexpectedly.

"When were you together?" Grandma Zeng looked at him again.

"What??" Wen Cheng's voice boomed.

"Ah." Grandma Zeng's clear eyes swept across his face, and she glared at Ying Yanyu as if she had realized it.

The child lowered his head, holding the ticket in his hand, not daring to raise his eyes.

"Grandma, let's go back first." Wen Cheng was dizzy, her temples were throbbing with pain.

"Okay, it's almost there." Grandma Zeng looked at Grandma Wen.

The latter raised the camera in his hand, indicating that it was okay.

"Call work!" Grandma Zeng got up and said happily, "I knew you would come, am I really confused as a grandma, I also want to..."

"Meihua!" Grandma Wen shouted!

Wen Cheng only felt a black shadow pass by his side, and a strong fan pierced his ears. In an instant, his mind went blank, but he still stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Grandma's head, and shielded him behind him!

boom--

The steel rod pierced into the flesh and blood, like thunder in August, gaining momentum.

Wen Cheng opened his eyes wide in astonishment. He saw the bright red on the child's head, and his eyes turned red.

"Xiaoyu!" Granny shouted first!

Ying Yanyu took another deep look at Wen Cheng. Regardless of the pain on his body, he grabbed the steel rod with his back hand, yanked it in front of him, and kicked the opponent's chest!

this moment.

Wen Cheng seemed to hear the sound of his blood scab tearing, and his eyelids twitched.

"what!!"

The howling called the security guard over.

Ying Yanyu did not relax at all, he grabbed the steel rod and stood outside the chaos, full of blood, no one dared to approach.

This is the aura that only those who have tried their lives will have.

A discerning eye can see it at a glance.

"Chengcheng, Chengcheng, show Xiaoyu quickly!" Grandma Zeng said anxiously.

Of course Wen Cheng wanted to, but the child was stuck there, and the puller couldn't move it.

"Ying Yan Yu!" He roared!

Only then did Ying Yanyu let go of his nerves to look at him.

"You go out with me." Wen Cheng said.

Ying Yanyu blinked away the blood flowing from the corner of his eyes, and then glanced at the man who had sneaked up on them just now, with indescribable ruthlessness in his eyes.

Wen Cheng's heart went numb, and he raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face: "Be obedient, go out first."

bang.

The steel rod fell to the ground.

Ying Yanyu grabbed his hand, rubbed it together, and said "En" very lightly.

"You go first, I will come later."

Grandma Zeng straightened her loose temple hair, stroked the white silk with her fingertips, and passed through the years, as if she was young.

She laughed twice at first.

The laughter was very characteristic, but a little abrupt, causing more than half of the people in the venue to look at her.

Gradually.

This ordinary old man showed his sharpness, and said sternly and fiercely: "It's fine to expose it."

Her gaze engraved every ugly face, and she kept it in her heart.

"Even dare to beat my family? I put the word 'Zeng Meihua' 20 years ago, let's see who dares to touch you!! A bunch of little, pussy, bastards who haven't been weaned yet!! Waiting to shave their limbs! "

Shaving limbs was the jargon of an earlier generation in this area.

For the following crimes, if you use your hands, you will cut your hands, and if you use your eyes, you will goug your eyes.

If you deal with it consciously, you can save your life.

There were many people on the scene, their faces turned pale when they heard the words.

The surroundings suddenly sank into eerie silence.

And outside the door.

Wen Cheng was treating the child's wound with a vein on his forehead.

"I want to go to the zoo." Ying Yanyu sat on a long bench with his head bowed.

"Go fart!" Wen Cheng said angrily, "Why didn't you think about the zoo before using the Iron Head Kung Fu!"

When Ying Yanyu rushed over, it was too late to raise his hand, so he could only block it with his head: "Can the zoo compare with you? It's not with you, go to some zoo, just watch Hu San and the others play monkeys."

"..." Wen Cheng tightened the corners of her mouth, and wiped the blood carefully. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and it was inconvenient to wash her hair in summer.

"Go." Ying Yanyu paused for a while, then continued to push.

Wen Cheng never let go.

It would be strange to be able to go.

I had a boo just now, how can I go on a date now?

How awkward.

"Papa Wen." Ying Yanyu looked up from this angle, just in time to see those two thin lips, cool and sweet.

He was a little distracted.

"Hey, the first kiss I kept for 18 years is finally given away."

Wen Cheng's hands trembled, and he poured down half a bottle of alcohol.

Ying Yanyu stared at the water droplets on the tip of his hair, stunned, until the smell of ethanol overwhelmed his sense of smell, he grunted in pain and shivered.

Finally, to comfort the children who were rolling in pain.

Wen Cheng was dragged to the zoo by Ying Yanyu who was full of grief.

Looking at the figure jumping all the way with the gauze head on, he couldn't help but reflect, when did he become so talkative?