Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 97

With a cold snort, seeing her panicked and at a loss, Nan Shengzu's anger subsided a little:

"Which one sells vegetables?"

"The old woman who often sells vegetables in our community lives on the first floor of our building."

Ye Xuelan hurriedly answered, afraid that if she was a second late, she would provoke him again.

After eating two more mouthfuls of rice, Nan Shengzu put down his bowl and chopsticks and went out.

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At noon, the number of people buying vegetables gradually decreased, and a few acquainted vegetable vendors gathered together to chat while eating.

Mrs. Luo happily ate her two mouthfuls of food, and began to cheerfully count the money she earned in the morning.

Her son serves as a soldier far away and is away from home all year round.

At home, she and her wife with poor legs usually sell a la carte and pick up paper shells, so they can take care of three meals a day.

Suddenly, a black shadow enveloped her.

"I want to buy vegetables, I'm all fresh—"

Mrs. Luo hurriedly put the money into a plastic bag and greeted her.

Looking up, seeing the long and fierce Nan Shengzu, subconsciously shrunk his neck, his smile froze a bit:

"So it's Xiaoye's husband. Didn't Xiaoye just buy vegetables in the morning?"

Nan Shengzu looked at Mrs. Luo with a half-smile, bent over, and twirled a piece of lettuce casually:
"How to sell it?"

Mrs. Luo didn't doubt that he had him, so she quickly made an offer:
"Usually, Xiaoye is given this price!"

"Oh, is that right? I think your dish is not fresh anymore. The leaves on the outside are all rotten. It's too expensive."

Nan Shengzu said with a smile, and began to pull the lettuce leaves.

After three or two strokes, only the heart of choy is left.

Mrs. Luo couldn't stop her, and she was afraid of the tall and burly Nan Shengzu, so she could only cry and watch him tear up a good lettuce, tearing it to pieces.

Snapped.

Nan Shengzu threw Caixin back in front of Mrs. Luo, and smiled foolishly:
"Forget it, I suddenly don't want to eat lettuce, how can I sell tomatoes?"

He bent down to pick a few tomatoes.

Mrs. Luo dared not speak out, so she could only quote the price of the vegetables.

"Oh, it's too expensive, forget it, don't want it."

Nan Shengzu replied in a casual tone, then stood up straight, and threw the tomato on the plastic bag that Mrs. Luo had laid on the ground.

Snapped!
puff!

A few good tomatoes were thrown into tomato sauce.

The old lady Luo was panting heavily, but Nan Shengzu was a well-known gangster in this area, she didn't dare to say it, she could only hold the bib in front of her tightly with both hands, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Old woman, I just warned you today. Next time, if you dare to say something you shouldn't say again, be careful that I will kill you!"

After Nan Shengzu threatened viciously, he lit a cigarette, and the ash flicked on the green vegetables on the ground in front of Mrs. Luo, he snorted, and walked away proudly.

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In the afternoon, the school teachers have a collective meeting to study, and the school is on vacation for half a day.

It was only after two o'clock when Nan Xing returned.

While waiting for the elevator on the first floor, I saw an old lady struggling to bring in vegetables from the outside.

"Let me do it."

The schoolbag was thrown to the ground, and Nan Xing walked over to take the basket in the old lady's hand.

"Thanks - I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself!"

Just as Mrs. Luo was about to thank her, when she saw the girl's face clearly, she was so frightened that she quickly snatched it back, as if she had seen a terrifying scourge.

"Grandma, are you afraid of me?"

Nan Xing was surprised, she didn't do anything scary.

"No, no, I'll do it myself!"

Old lady Luo stammered in panic, her eyes were still looking around in fear.

"Grandma is afraid of my father?"

Raising eyebrows, Nan Xing asked tentatively.

Sure enough, the old lady became even more terrified. She didn't even want the baskets and vegetables, and rushed home like a frightened beast, grabbing her clothes.

Nan Xing was quick on his feet, and followed in with a basket in hand.

door.

It snapped shut.

There is very little furniture in the room, an old TV with an antenna still in use, an Eight Immortals table, two long benches, and a gray and white checkered single sofa that is about to become an antique.

Nothing else.

In the corner of the wall are stacks of old newspaper waste paper shells that Mrs. Luo picked up from outside.

"you--"

Seeing that the girl followed in, Mrs. Luo was so anxious that she almost cried.

All the vegetables are wholesaled by her from the big vegetable market. When others see her as pitiful, they are willing to pay the wholesale price for three or four handfuls.

She only earns two to thirty cents for a handful of vegetables, and in the afternoon she will pick up some cardboard newspapers and sell them. The old couple can live on without spending much.

But today, Nan Shengzu ruined all her dishes! ! ! !

Now his daughter came to bully her too! ! ! !
If she knew that those two words of persuasion would cause so much trouble, even if Ye Xuelan died in front of her, she would not talk too much! !
If her son was by her side, these people would not dare to bully her! ! !

If I had known earlier, she shouldn't have supported her son to be a soldier, and she shouldn't have supported him to guard some frontiers!
Fortunately, he was guarding the frontier, but his parents were chased home and bullied!

All of a sudden, countless grievances and resentments surged up, and the old lady Luo, who had been suppressing and forbearance, finally broke down and cried.

On the side, Nan Xing was carrying a basket, frowning depressedly.

In the bedroom, her wife heard the movement and asked loudly.

Not wanting his wife to worry, Mrs. Luo wiped away her tears, looked at Nan Xing pleadingly, and then responded loudly:

"Just now I lost a dollar when I came back, and I cried angrily, why was I so careless!"

My wife laughed twice in the room, comforting:

"It's only one dollar, nothing, it will be available tomorrow, as long as you are fine."

His legs and feet are not good. He was in a car accident a few years ago. He can't walk alone. He has to be watched by other people to walk for a few minutes.

Mrs. Luo responded again, took the basket from Nan Xing, hesitated for a while, and took her to another bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mrs. Luo struggled for a few minutes before telling her what happened in the morning and noon:

"I'm talking too much. I shouldn't have persuaded your parents to divorce. I know I was wrong. I won't care so much in the future. I beg you to let me, who has half of my body buried in the ground!"

She really can't stand the toss.

If she doesn't have a wife, she doesn't care what happens.

But if something happened to her, what would her wife do!

Nan Xing was silent.

From the schoolbag, I found out the red envelopes given by the people of the Li family earlier, and Nan Xing stuffed them all into Mrs. Luo:

"Grandma, take it."

There were so many red envelopes, each of which was bulging, and Mrs. Luo hurriedly pushed them back in fright:
"I can't make it, I can't make it!"

"It's nothing, grandma, you can take it, it's useless for me to keep it anyway."

"Son, I know you're kind, but grandma really can't take the money, let alone..."

Granny Luo looked at the pile of red envelopes hesitantly.

How can a child have so much money, and what is going on in the Nan family, she knows:
"Son, you didn't do something you couldn't do, did you?"

She has heard that children nowadays are most likely to be attracted by the colorful world and do bad things.

"Progress awards given by school and grade level."

Nan Xing lied.

Anyway, she, an old lady, wouldn't go to school to check.

In the end, Nan Xing still threw the money at Mrs. Luo's house.

(End of this chapter)