Chapter 84 Encountering Bad Guys?
Pour a little oil into the wok and heat it. Add the marinated shredded pork and stir-fry quickly until it changes color. Remove the pork and set aside. Add a little more oil to the wok and sauté minced scallions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant. Add a spoonful of fermented bean paste and stir-fry until the oil turns red. Then add the shredded carrots, green bell peppers, and wood ear mushrooms and stir-fry over high heat for two minutes, until the vegetables soften.
Then return the shredded pork to the pan, stir-fry evenly, and finally drizzle with the prepared fish-fragrant sauce. The sauce will quickly thicken and coat the shredded pork and vegetables, resulting in a glossy and tempting fish-fragrant shredded pork dish.
By this time, the lamb spine soup was also ready. Lifting the lid, steam billowed out, the soup was milky white, and the rich aroma made one's mouth water.
She poked the lamb spine with her chopsticks; the meat easily tore off the bone, tender and falling apart. She put the lamb spine and soup into a thermos, then packed the bok choy and shredded pork with garlic sauce into separate boxes, and the boxed meals were ready.
Opening a boxed lunch, you see steaming milky white lamb spine soup, a pile of dark red shredded pork with garlic sauce on top of rice, and vibrant green bok choy on the side—the colors are beautifully combined, and the aroma is irresistible.
Su Yingxue took a bite of the lamb spine; the meat was tender and the soup was fresh without being fishy. She then took a bite of the shredded pork with garlic sauce, a delicious combination of sweet, sour, and savory flavors that went perfectly with rice. She smiled, thinking that this warm autumn meal would surely satisfy everyone.
The lamb spine soup in the thermos was still steaming. Su Yingxue had just neatly arranged about ten boxed meals on the folding table next to the stall when the night deepened. The streetlights filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. She was wiping the metal plate when she heard a series of dragging footsteps. Looking up, she saw a young man with dyed blond hair strolling over. He was wearing an open black jacket, revealing a flashy T-shirt underneath. His trousers were rolled up to his knees, and his sneakers were splattered with mud. His eyes were nonchalant, and when he glanced at Su Yingxue, there was a hint of malice in them.
"Would you like a boxed lunch or some stinky tofu?" Su Yingxue's heart skipped a beat, but she remained calm and pointed to the boxed lunch on the table.
The blond-haired man ignored the lunchbox and instead took two steps forward, standing only half a meter away from the stall. A cheap smell of cigarette smoke wafted over. He grinned, revealing two yellowed teeth: "I think you're quite good-looking. Making lunchboxes must be tiring. How about coming home with me? I guarantee you won't have to work in the sun and wind anymore. Come on, let me take advantage of you."
As he spoke, he actually reached out to grab Su Yingxue's wrist, while his other hand maliciously pulled down his waistband.
Su Yingxue was prepared. Before he could touch her, she quickly pulled out a spray bottle from under the stall—it contained a high-concentration capsaicin she had prepared in advance—and sprayed it into the blond-haired man's eyes. "Ah! My eyes!" the blond-haired man screamed instantly, frantically covering his eyes and jumping up and down, tears and snot streaming down his face. His previous carefree demeanor was completely gone, leaving him only in a sorry state.
"Help! Someone's being indecent!" Su Yingxue took the opportunity to take two steps back and shouted loudly.
In the darkness, her voice was exceptionally clear. After a short while, hurried footsteps could be heard from afar—it was Grandpa Zhang and Grandpa Li, both of them holding stun guns. The warning lights on the stun guns lit up with a "click," casting a pale blue light across the room.
"What happened?!" Grandpa Zhang ran the fastest. When he saw the blond-haired man covering his eyes and screaming, and then looked at Su Yingxue, whose face had turned pale, he immediately understood most of the situation, and his tone instantly turned serious.
Grandpa Li quickly took out his phone and dialed a number while saying, "I'm calling the police right now. How dare they cause trouble here!"
The funeral home staff heard the noise and came out. Night had fallen. Old Wang from the funeral home also came over and kicked the young man with yellow hair.
Just then, the roar of trucks grew louder as they approached, and three large trucks pulled up to the side of the road, their headlights blindingly bright.
Old Lu was the first to jump down, wearing dark blue overalls and clutching a safety helmet. Behind him were five or six drivers, some in plaid shirts, some in baseball caps, all sturdy and with the rugged look of long-distance drivers. They had originally come with Old Lu to eat boxed lunches, but seeing the crowd gathered around the stall, they all rushed over.
"What happened?" Old Lu pushed through the crowd, saw the blond-haired man covering his eyes, and then looked at Su Yingxue. His brows furrowed instantly.
"This guy tried to take advantage of me and act like a scoundrel, so I sprayed him with capsaicin." Su Yingxue steadied herself, pointed at the blond-haired man, and said, her voice still trembling slightly, but her eyes were firm.
Hearing the noise, Huang Mao barely opened one eye and saw Lao Lu and his group, but he still remained defiant, cursing in a hoarse voice: "You bastard! It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you, and you still dare to talk back to me! You're just a lousy street vendor, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for!"
These words thoroughly enraged Lao Lu. He took two steps forward, grabbed Huang Mao by the collar, and lifted him half an inch off the ground—Lao Lu had been driving a truck for many years and was very strong. Huang Mao's face turned red from being strangled, and he struggled wildly but could not break free.
"What are you good for?" Old Lu's voice was like a muffled thunder, his eyes filled with anger. "You think this place is deserted in the middle of the night, and you dare to bully a woman? I think you're tired of living!"
The man in the plaid shirt next to him also came over, pointed at the blond-haired guy's nose and cursed: "Are you out of your mind? That girl is setting up a stall to earn some hard-earned money, and you dare to have dirty thoughts about her? This isn't over yet!"
The driver, wearing a baseball cap, took out his phone and took a picture of the blond-haired man: "Let's keep the evidence first, and when the police come, let him know what happens when he acts like a hooligan!"
Huang Mao was being held by Lao Lu. Seeing the crowd glaring at him, his previous arrogance vanished, and his voice softened, almost crying, as he said, "Big brother, I was wrong, I'll never do it again, please let me go..."
"Wrong? Now you know you were wrong?" Old Zhang walked over, waving his stun gun in front of the blond-haired man's eyes. "Why didn't you think about it when you were being a hooligan? When the police come, go tell them!"
Looking at the scene before her, Su Yingxue felt a warmth in her heart. She hadn't expected that so many people would stand up to help her from her insignificant little stall.
Old Lu was still scolding Huang Mao sternly, while Grandpa Zhang and Grandpa Li stood guard beside him to prevent Huang Mao from escaping. The other drivers surrounded the stall, and some even helped to rearrange the boxed lunches that had been knocked over.
A moment later, the sound of police sirens grew louder as they approached. After getting out of the car, the police learned about the situation and reviewed the evidence that Lao Lu and his group had taken, they immediately took Huang Mao into the police car.
Watching the police car leave, Lao Lu loosened his clenched fist and turned to Su Yingxue, saying, "Girl, if you encounter this again while setting up your stall at night, just call me. My phone is on 24/7, and my brothers and I often run this route, so we can come and help you."
You're welcome, your boxed lunch is very well made. Everyone is satisfied and can eat with peace of mind. Please be careful when setting up a stall late at night.
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