Chapter 3: Shameless Old Man
"You must have seen it wrong. How could she have the money to buy such nice clothes and take a plane after she left the Su family? I guess she's crying in some little corner right now."
Su Moer also looked over and rolled her eyes impatiently.
"Let's not talk about her. My grandfather's birthday is coming soon. Which auction did you mention last time? Is there an antique auction with collectible value? I'll go buy it. Grandpa will definitely like it."
Su Moer took her friend's hand and wanted to leave.
I don’t want my mood to be affected by seeing a figure that looks like Su Qian.
At this time, Su Qian had already passed security check.
Walking towards the terminal hall.
I turned around inadvertently and recognized Su Moer at a glance.
but.
She just glanced at Su Moer indifferently and then looked away.
I don't want to get too entangled with Su Moer.
After boarding the plane, Su Qian leaned comfortably in his seat and closed his eyes slightly.
"It's great to be rich." Su Qian sighed silently in his heart.
After getting off the plane.
Su Qian took a taxi to the address given by Jiang Xiaoyu.
There is a large piece of wasteland near the community. Grandpa Jiang grows a lot of fruits and vegetables. He goes out early every day to pick fresh vegetables and takes them to the vegetable market to set up a stall to sell them.
These vegetables are pesticide-free and healthy, and his business is the best in the market.
Vegetable market.
A bald man with his hands in his pockets walked up to Uncle Jiang's stall and looked down at him condescendingly.
"Old man Jiang, isn't it time to pay this month's stall fee?" the bald man shouted at the top of his voice.
This bald guy is the bully of the vegetable market.
I often ask these vendors for "stall fees".
Uncle Jiang frowned, stopped sorting the vegetables, and looked up. "Didn't I just pay the stall fee last week?"
The bald man sneered, a hint of mockery on his face: "You gave that to the vegetable market, and you haven't even given mine yet!"
"Yours? You're not collecting stall fees, why should I give you money?"
A hint of doubt and dissatisfaction flashed in Uncle Jiang's eyes.
"Humph, I'm the nephew of the vegetable market owner. In this area, I have the final say! Everyone else has given, but you're the only one who's special?"
The bald man crossed his arms across his chest, looking like a local tyrant.
"I earned all the money from selling these vegetables with my hard-earned money, and I paid the fees I was owed."
Uncle Jiang's wrinkled face was full of vicissitudes of life. "You...you are obviously trying to blackmail me, aren't you?"
"Hey, you still dare to talk back?"
The bald man took a step forward and approached Uncle Jiang, "If you don't pay me today, forget about setting up a stall here!"
As he spoke, he kicked over the bamboo basket filled with vegetables next to him, and the tender green vegetables scattered all over the ground.
"you……"
Uncle Jiang's eyes instantly turned red.
He stretched out his trembling hand, trying to pick up the vegetables on the ground, but the bald man grabbed his arm.
"Old man Jiang, don't be so ungrateful!"
The bald man said viciously, "I have the final say in this market. If you don't pay up, you'll be in trouble in the future!"
The vendors looked at each other.
No one wanted to step forward to speak for Uncle Jiang.
Even several vendors showed expressions of gloating.
Uncle Jiang didn't want to cause trouble, so he simply didn't want the vegetables.
Pushing the tricycle towards the entrance of the vegetable market.
"Old man Jiang, it's just a stall fee, why are you so stubborn? If you offend him, there's no way you can stay in this vegetable market anymore."
"That's right."
One of the vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes said sarcastically, "Old Jiang, you're already so old now. Stop competing with us for business. It's time to go home and enjoy your life."
"That's right, we're already buried up to our necks in the earth, what are we doing?"
"You...you guys are going too far!"
Uncle Jiang's face flushed.
He was not stupid, so he could tell that these vendors were ganging up to drive him away.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
The bald uncle said impatiently: "You have to pay it today, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
"We're all neighbors, don't make things too awkward, Uncle Jiang, you should just pay it."
"Even if you are old, you can't break the rules of our vegetable market."
"That's right, everyone pays, but you're the only one who gets special treatment."
Several other vendors also looked at Uncle Jiang with a gloating look.
Uncle Jiang held the handrail of the tricycle tightly.
I was so angry that I was shaking all over.
Without giving any explanation, the bald uncle came over and kicked Uncle Jiang's tricycle, cursing: "I told you to move it, I told you to move it!"
Su Qian also happened to arrive at the vegetable market at this time.
"The old man who sells fruits and vegetables."
There weren't many people in the market at that time, and I saw Uncle Jiang setting up a stall at a glance.
I took a photo of Jiang Xiaoyu and went over to confirm it.
Jiang Xiaoyu (Survival in the End of the World): "[Excited] Yes, that's my grandpa! Ah, is my grandpa being bullied?"
After reading the message, Su Qian discovered that a bald uncle was kicking Uncle Jiang's tricycle with a fierce look on his face.
"What are you doing? How can you bully an old man?"
Su Qian rushed forward in one step.
He picked up the big iron spoon selling tofu pudding from the stall next door and waved it towards the round head.
With a clang.
The iron spoon hit him hard on the head.
The bald uncle cried out "Ouch", covered his head with his hands, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
Everyone around was stunned.
Including Su Qian himself, it was his first time beating someone, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
Su Qian's heart was pounding.
I quickly took out my phone and started recording.
The bald uncle was furious and endured the pain in his head to grab Su Qian's phone, shouting: "You little bitch, you dare to hit me and record it, I will teach you a lesson!"
Su Qian quickly took a few steps back, raised her phone, and said loudly:
"Don't mess around! If you continue like this, I'll send this video to the market management and the police. Let them judge the situation and see how you can bully an elderly person."
Seeing this, the other vendors were a little panicked.
The fierce momentum that had just been there suddenly weakened.
Although the bald uncle was angry.
But he didn't dare to act rashly, and just said viciously: "Don't meddle in other people's business, I just asked him to pay the stall fee."
"Are you going to pay for the booth?"
Su Qian glared at them and said, "How can you ask for stall fees like this? You are clearly bullying an elderly person. This is too much!"
"Girl, forget it."
Uncle Jiang was so moved that his eyes were red.
His voice was choked with sobs as he said, "Don't get into trouble because of me."
"Uncle, don't be afraid, I have already called the police." Su Qian said, staring at the vendors.
Of course, these words were meant to comfort Uncle Jiang.
The situation was urgent just now and she had no time to call the police.
"Yo, still want to scare me?"
The bald uncle said arrogantly: "I didn't do anything to this old man. What can the police do to me?"
Su Qian looked at his arrogant look.
I feel a little nervous.
The bald uncle realized that the little girl was just pretending.
He strode forward.
He walked towards Uncle Jiang and Su Qian with a menacing look.
(End of this chapter)
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