If you dare to provoke her, she will kick you to death

Before Song Xiaojuan could think about it, Zhao Guomin came back with the landlord.

Song Xiaojuan looked at the house and found it had the same layout as the old lady's house, so she rented it.

With Zhao Guomin's guarantee, she did not sign the contract.

After sending the landlord away, Song Xiaojuan breathed a sigh of relief and promised never to deal with Zhao Guomin again.

The result was another slap in the face.

In just this interruption, she put the painting matter behind her.

After Zhao Guomin sent Song Xiaojuan away, he went back to the house and put away the unfinished painting on the table.

The person in the painting was the woman in the elevator. She was wearing a mask at the time, and Zhao Guomin only vaguely remembered her eyes.

Anyway, he is going back to Beijing, so don't rush and look for him slowly.

The most urgent task now is to make money quickly. He is not in a hurry to go to Beijing because he has no money.

He has no place to live when he goes back, so why should he look for his parents?

They probably thought he was mentally ill.

Song Xiaojuan spent two days moving. The first thing she did after moving was to buy meat and vegetables at the market. The vegetables had just been taken out of the pot when she heard a noise coming from the front door.

Looking outside, it was indeed Zhao Guomin.

Song Xiaojuan served him some of the cooked dishes to thank him for his help.

"You haven't eaten it yet? This dish is left for you. I wonder if it suits your taste?" Song Xiaojuan said in a gentle voice while holding the dish.

Zhao Guomin hadn't expected this. He touched his neck with his hand before saying, "Thank you. Do you need the plate urgently? No hurry. I'll return it to you after I finish washing it."

Song Xiaojuan shook her head: "No rush, we sold a lot today." She saw that he came back with an empty truck.

"Well, there are a lot of people on weekends, you..." Zhao Guomin originally wanted to ask her if she had found a job, but then he thought it was inappropriate and didn't say anything more.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Xiaojuan has beautiful eyes, which look like two small crescent moons when she smiles.

During this period, she applied skin care products and paid attention to sun protection, and her skin became rejuvenated unknowingly.

It was the first time that Zhao Guomin took a good look at Song Xiaojuan's facial features. He used to think she was a little dark, but after looking at her carefully, he found that she had very long eyelashes and a high nose bridge.

"What do you want to ask? Just now." Song Xiaojuan saw that he was stunned and asked again.

"How's your self-study exam going?" Zhao Guomin suddenly changed the subject.

Song Xiaojuan was a little surprised: "I just finished an exam last year, how did you know I took the self-taught exam?"

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"I heard"

"Oh." They were speechless again, and Song Xiaojuan realized that they really had no topics to talk about.

She made an excuse and hurried back to her room.

When she returned to the room, she remembered that she hadn't said anything just now. Considering that she had told the old lady the day before yesterday that they were a couple, she thought the old lady would not spread rumors about them.

Find a chance to talk to him.

As a result, the two did not see each other for a week. Zhao Guomin got up early to purchase goods and came back very late.

Song Xiaojuan also started her work. On the first day, she saw Li Yulan waiting for her at the stall.

"I thought you weren't coming."

"If I hadn't come, where would I have met such a beautiful boss lady like you?" Song Xiaojuan put down her bag and said jokingly.

"Hey! Okay, you are a good salesperson." Li Yulan said with a smile.

Li Yulan told her the price of the clothes but did not teach her how to speak or sell them. Song Xiaojuan knew that she wanted to test her.

I sat there for the whole morning. There were quite a lot of people in the mall, but they were all women shopping for clothes. There were not many men.

Song Xiaojuan looked at Li Yulan, who was sitting on a stool reading a magazine and eating melon seeds, and she didn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

I guess she is not short of money and runs this business as a livelihood.

"Is there something about the way the boss lady matches the clothes?" Song Xiaojuan looked at the clothes in the stall. They were all piled together by Li Yulan. Even if others came in, they would not be able to tell the style.

Song Xiaojuan wanted to stand at attention, so she asked first.

"No, just arrange it however you want." Li Yulan looked at the magazine without even raising her head.

Song Xiaojuan took out all the clothes from the bottom and hung them up again on the hangers.

I recall the current dressing styles of boys in my mind, and match them one by one.

She found that Li Yulan's clothes were very good and fashionable. If she matched them well, she would have no trouble selling them.

Song Xiaojuan was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat lunch. Li Yulan came back after lunch and brought her a portion.

"Wow! Comrade Xiaojuan, you're amazing! This is a great combination." Li Yulan said exaggeratedly and handed the rice to Song Xiaojuan: "Eat quickly, it will get cold soon."

Song Xiaojuan smelled the noodles and found them fragrant: "Is this cypress noodles?"

"Hmm~"

After an entire afternoon, the stall was tidied up. Li Yulan smiled as she looked at it and said, "That's great! We can open it tomorrow."

In fact, there should be two models at the door. It was Song Xiaojuan's first day here and she didn't know Li Yulan's personality, so she wouldn't say too much rashly.

After working for more than a week, she gradually understood everything. Sometimes Li Yulan would hand over the store to her and go out wearing beautiful dresses and spraying perfume. Song Xiaojuan was never curious because everyone had their own life.

When she got off work in the evening, she strolled to the vegetable market. Living in the county, it was really convenient to buy vegetables.

Vegetables are quite cheap nowadays, you can buy a lot for one dollar.

Song Xiaojuan didn't dare buy too much. She didn't have a refrigerator and couldn't keep the vegetables. She took a shortcut home and saw Zhao Guomin at the intersection of the vegetable market.

A crowd of people gathered around, and Zhao Guomin was the only one who had to watch the stall, collect money, and weigh the goods.

It would have been fine if Song Xiaojuan didn't see it, but when she saw it, she went over to help him for a while. The two of them had a tacit understanding. Zhao Guomin breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Song Xiaojuan coming.

When they were walking home after selling the food, Song Xiaojuan asked, "Isn't it at the bus station anymore?"

After hearing this, Zhao Guomin sighed inwardly. She had indeed seen it that day, but Zhao Guomin did not ask: "It's over there during the day, and there are more people at the vegetable market at night."

Song Xiaojuan only remembered it after she finished speaking. What could she do? It was her own fault for speaking too quickly.

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that she was not on guard against Zhao Guomin. She quickly nodded in her heart and said, "Stop, stop. I have to be more careful in the future."

Song Xiaojuan was so preoccupied that she didn't notice a stone on the right side of the road. Zhao Guomin also didn't see it because his view was blocked by Song Xiaojuan.

Suddenly the car shook, and Song Xiaojuan's butt rose and fell instantly, making her cry out softly. She quickly grabbed the edge of the donkey with her hands.

Zhao Guomin quickly stopped the car and asked, "Are you okay?" Seeing Song Xiaojuan shaking her head, he went to check the car.

If there was just a stone, it would be nothing, but there were also a few nails scattered around it.

This is a problem. This is the road Zhao Guomin must take to go home. People who live here usually ride bicycles and can be seen to avoid it.

Zhao Guomin was riding the donkey upside down, and whenever he pulled more things, his vision would be blocked.

He moved the stone away without saying anything and picked up the nail.

When the two arrived home, an older woman was hanging clothes in the yard. When she saw the two coming in, she quickly picked up the basin and went into the house.

Song Xiaojuan was a little confused. What was going on? Yesterday, this woman had even asked her to borrow some soy sauce, but now she was so angry with her?

Zhao Guomin watched without saying anything, and Song Xiaojuan carried the vegetables back to the house.

Zhao Guomin went into the house to wash his face. Seeing that it was getting dark, he strolled out to see who had put the nails there. He waited for a long time but didn't see anyone.

When he came back, he knocked on Song Xiaojuan's door first.

I told her about this. If it was really man-made, I'd better ask her to be careful.

The two were standing at the door and talking when the older sister from the opposite door came out and saw them. She looked at them with a bit of contempt and slammed the door shut.

Song Xiaojuan vaguely heard the word "shameless".

Song Xiaojuan suddenly realized that this was a curse on her and Zhao Guomin. She figured it out and laughed angrily.

She thought things would get better after leaving the village, but it turned out she was naive.

It is normal for men and women to talk to each other, but they are scolded just for talking?

Song Xiaojuan felt a little helpless.

Song Xiaojuan hadn't met Zhao Guomin for several days. One day, when it was almost time to get off work, two people came into the store.

Li Yulan wasn't in the store. Seeing that both of them looked like scoundrels, Song Xiaojuan took a step back and asked, "Take a look at their pants?"

The two men didn't say anything, just stared at her and laughed. One of the men, who was short and had bad eyes, looked Song Xiaojuan up and down and smiled with ill intent.

Song Xiaojuan said in a cold voice: "If you don't buy clothes, I will close the shop."

"Buy it. Let us two brothers have a try with whatever you have for sale." After saying that, the tall man behind him laughed.

Song Xiaojuan knew her own strength. She had no problem taking down one person alone, but it would be a bit difficult to fight two people, and they were in Li Yulan's store.

"Say it again, get out." Song Xiaojuan deliberately raised her voice, trying to attract the people around her.

There were so many people around that the two men didn't dare to act rashly.

The little guy squinted his eyes and looked at Song Xiaojuan and laughed again: "Don't be afraid, sister. Brother can't touch you here. Da Kui, go away."

After the two of them left, Song Xiaojuan was still angry. She didn't know when she had offended such a person?

She definitely didn't remember it and had never seen it before.

Did Li Yulan get offended? That should be to cause trouble for Li Yulan, but this is obviously directed at her.

There is a stick in the store, which was placed there by Li Yulan.

Song Xiaojuan took it with her when she got off work. She had a feeling that these two people would definitely block her somewhere.

As a result, when she was almost home, she didn't meet anyone. Could it be that she was overthinking it?

After dinner in the evening, she ran out of salt at home, so she went to the store downstairs to buy some.

When I reached the intersection, I saw Zhao Guomin coming back on his bike.

Just as Song Xiaojuan was about to say hello to him, she saw that his car seemed to have run over something and the wheel was instantly deflated.

The cargo on the truck was pushed to one side, and Zhao Guomin didn't have time to react, so he fell with it.

Song Xiaojuan quickly ran over and helped the person up. Fortunately, the person was fine, but the remaining apples were scattered all over the ground.

Song Xiaojuan helped to pick up the trash. Zhao Guomin had just sprained his ankle, but he didn't say anything.

When I squatted there, the pain was piercing.

"Oh, what a great harvest! Haha, I didn't expect to get a pair. Haha." A vulgar voice came from behind.

When Song Xiaojuan turned around, she saw that it was the second-rate guy who went to the store in the afternoon, followed by two others.

As soon as he stood up, Zhao Guomin grabbed his arm and pulled him backwards.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Guomin's voice was not loud, but it was full of momentum and his eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Mr. Zhao, don't you know what I mean? How many times have you ruined my family's troubles? Is this woman your lover? If you hadn't taken her away, would my house still be unrentable?" The short man pointed at Song Xiaojuan and said fiercely.

Zhao Guomin scoffed, touched his nose, and said calmly, "Who taught you this despicable trick?"

"Stop talking nonsense and beat him up!" As he said that, he kicked towards Zhao Guomin.

When Zhao Guomin moved, the pain in his feet made him break out in cold sweat, but he had to endure it, otherwise Song Xiaojuan, a girl, would definitely be bullied.

Before he could figure out how to solve it, his shoulders suddenly sank, a pair of hands pressed on his shoulders, and a foot kicked out, directly kicking Xiao Jiabao in the chest.

He took a few steps back and sat down on the nails he had placed himself, followed by a scream of "Ahhhh!"

Everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they reacted.

The two brothers following behind him first looked at Song Xiaojuan, then at Xiao Jiabao, and one of them ran to help.

The other one was a bit impulsive and rushed over to hit Song Xiaojuan: "Fuck, you slut! I want you to kick me again!"

Song Xiaojuan grabbed his hand and twisted it to the side. Regardless of whether he screamed or not, she raised her leg and kicked him in the stomach.

The old man on the other side screamed "Ah" after being kicked. Song Xiaojuan took the opportunity to throw him over her shoulder.

The two people on the ground were stunned, and Xiao Jiabao even forgot that there was a nail stuck in his butt.

When Song Xiaojuan was afraid of her hands, Zhao Guomin finally came to his senses.

He looked at Song Xiaojuan intently for a long time, then asked coldly, "When did you learn the Shadowless Kick?"

Song Xiaojuan: “…”