Chapter 38: Fight!
Su Mengxue began to wonder. They had only just met yesterday, and she was a slow-moving person, so it was a bit far-fetched to say they were friends. But then she thought about how hard Lu Yuanzhou had worked to help her yesterday, and how he had come all the way to help her today. It was a bit...
She looked up and saw Lu Yuanzhou's furrowed brows. She pursed her lips and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Of course."
Lu Yuanzhou's tense brows relaxed instantly, and he stuffed the thermos into her hands again. "Since we're friends, don't be polite with me. Try the stir-fried lamb with green onions and rice. My aunt's cooking skills are no worse than the chefs in the state-owned canteens."
Stir-fried mutton with green onions? Mutton was a hot commodity in those days. Seeing that Lu Yuanzhou had brought it to her specially, and since it was her favorite, she no longer hesitated, thanked him, and reached out to take it.
As soon as she opened the thermos, the aroma of meat wafted into her nose, arousing the gluttony in her stomach. She swallowed her saliva and began to eat in big mouthfuls.
Seeing that she was eating with great relish, Lu Yuanzhou was happier than when he was eating himself.
He stared at Su Mengxue for a moment, the coupons and the Great Unity in his pocket wrinkled from being squeezed. He knew she was short of money, and she needed cloth coupons to make clothes. He had specially brought all the coupons he had saved today, but he didn't know how to make her accept them.
Su Mengxue noticed Lu Yuanzhou staring at her. She poked the mutton in the bucket with her chopsticks and said uncomfortably, "Lu Yuanzhou, why are you always staring at me?"
Lu Yuanzhou finally came back to his senses. He scratched his head and chuckled, "Nothing... nothing."
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After finishing her meal, Su Mengxue wiped her mouth and hands with paper, then took out the two sets of clothes she had made that afternoon from her bag and handed them to him: "Lu Yuanzhou, take a look at them. Do you like them? If there's anything you're not satisfied with, I can make some changes."
Lu Yuanzhou hadn't expected her to finish the dress so quickly. After he took it and unfolded it, the fine stitching and unique design made his eyes light up instantly: "You finished it so quickly? I've never seen a style like this before. It's so beautiful!"
After he said that, he remembered that Su Mengxue had said yesterday that she had a pile of clothes to make and his clothes would have to be postponed, but she still made them. At this moment, he was amazed at her great craftsmanship, but also secretly felt sorry for her because she must have been very tired today.
Su Mengxue heard the satisfaction in his words and smiled at him: "Why don't you take it to a public restroom to try it out and see if it fits? If the size is not right, I can take it back and help you adjust it."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Lu Yuanzhou couldn't wait to trot away with his clothes.
Seeing that the night market was gradually becoming lively, Su Mengxue spread out a waterproof cloth and put out all the finished clothes.
Just as she was fiddling with her clothes, a sharp voice came from her ear: "Booth fee, five dollars!"
Five yuan? Su Mengxue frowned. She looked up and saw the three people who had collected the stall fee from him yesterday. She stood up and asked, "It was fifty cents yesterday, why is it five yuan today?"
The man in the flowered shirt at the head tilted his head and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm, then waved his hand at her with impatience: "Stop talking nonsense, if you're not willing to pay this money, get out immediately!"
Su Mengxue could see that the man had calculated that she would have to sell clothes here, so he asked for an exorbitant price. However, she would not sell the clothes for just two days, so she could not let them charge her exorbitant amount of money.
She straightened her back and argued, "Yesterday it was 50 cents, today it's 5 yuan, so tomorrow it's still 50 yuan? Why are you raising it so much all of a sudden?"
The man in the flowered shirt half-drooped his eyelids, his face thick with flesh as he yelled at her, "Why? Because I have the final say here, because you make this money so easily, and we brothers are asking you for a pack of cigarettes. Do you understand?"
Su Mengxue wanted to sell clothes here again in the future. She didn't want to let them manipulate her, nor did she want to offend them. She softened her voice and said, "I make all the clothes myself, and I earn my money through hard work. I'll give you a discount. I'll pay two dollars and fifty cents."
"Bargain with me, I'll give you face!" After the man said that, he pushed Su Mengxue to the ground and winked at the two followers behind him.
The two people following him immediately walked up to her, overturned her stall, and then kicked her clothes repeatedly.
When Su Mengxue saw that the clothes she had worked so hard to make were ruined by them, she suddenly lost her mind. She stood up from the ground, walked quickly to the man in the floral shirt, and slapped him hard in the face.
The man in the flowered shirt covered his burning face, his eyes wide open, gnashing his teeth as he said, "You bitch, you dare to hit me? I'll kill you today!"
As he spoke, he leaned forward, raised his hand and swung his fist to hit Su Mengxue in the face. Su Mengxue knew she couldn't dodge it, so she quickly glanced at the shoulder pole that the old man was leaning against the wall in the corner next to her and grabbed it. Just as she was about to "fight to the death" with the man in the flowered shirt, a muffled groan suddenly came from behind her.
The man in the flowered shirt was kicked from behind by Lu Yuanzhou, stumbling to the ground, his forehead hitting the concrete floor hard. A flash of surprise crossed Su Mengxue's face. Lu Yuanzhou looked so gentle, but she hadn't expected him to be so strong.
Lu Yuanzhou pushed through the crowd and walked to Su Mengxue. Before he could say "Are you hurt?", the man in the flowered shirt and his two followers pounced on Lu Yuanzhou.
They quickly wrestled with each other. Lu Yuanzhou could hold out at first, but since he was alone against three of them, he gradually lost the upper hand under the attack of the three of them.
Seeing that Lu Yuanzhou had no strength to fight back, the three men began to punch and kick him wantonly, especially the man in the flowered shirt, who stepped on Lu Yuanzhou's ribs with all his might.
Su Mengxue saw that something bad was about to happen to Lu Yuanzhou, and she also knew that the merchants watching the excitement around her didn't dare to offend these thugs, so she picked up the carrying pole she had used and hit the man in the flowered shirt on the back of his head.
The man in the flowered shirt felt a sharp pain at the back of his head as if it had exploded, and something warm slowly flowed out. He raised his hand to touch it, and saw the bright red on his hand. The veins on his forehead instantly bulged, and his eyes almost burst into fire.
He stared at Su Mengxue intently, his teeth grinding against each other as he squeezed out a low growl from his throat: "You bitch, you're really looking for death! I'm going to skin you alive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Su Mengxue.
Although Su Mengxue was extremely scared, she knew that fear was useless. She stared at the man in front of her with cold eyes, tightly gripped the carrying pole in her hand, and prepared to fight him.
Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhou struggled to stand up and tried his best to shake off the two thugs around him to save Su Mengxue, but before he could take a few steps, he was kicked down from behind.
At this moment, a cry of alarm suddenly came from the crowd: "Run, the police are coming!"
Flowered Shirt knew that if he delayed any longer and the police arrived, he would be in trouble. However, he had been slapped and beaten on the head by a woman in public today, and if this got out, how would he survive in the underworld? Besides, he couldn't swallow this humiliation.
He leaned closer to Su Mengxue, snatched the carrying pole from her hand and threw it to the ground. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared to teach her a lesson before leaving.
Seeing the man in the floral shirt approaching her ferociously, Su Mengxue retreated to the corner. Seeing his fist about to hit her, she gasped and subconsciously covered her head with her arms and closed her eyes.
The next second, the expected pain didn't subside. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man in the flowered shirt lying on the ground, holding his chest. A pair of black leather shoes came into view. She looked up suddenly and saw Gu Yunting standing in front of her.
He had a sullen face and stared straight at her, his eyes as cold as ice.
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