Happy Marriage

An Sheng saw a black and bright giant dog, as strong as a newborn calf, fiercely baring its white fangs beside the wonton stand on the street, and screaming fiercely at a shivering woman in front of him, threateningly. the meaning of.

The woman's face was full of horror, but she still held on to stand in front of the fierce dog, spreading her wings like an old hen, the backs of her hands were dripping with blood, and her legs could not help shaking like chaff.

Behind her, a three- or four-year-old boy was clutching her shirt tightly, his frightened eyes widened and he didn't dare to cry.

The bulldog obviously did not pay attention to the woman in front of him, and was still pressing towards her step by step.

The woman turned pale with fright, her lips trembled, and she did not know how to call for help.

"Whose vicious dog is this, do you still care? Just condone it to hurt people in the street?"

Next to the wonton stand is a middle-aged man making pancakes, holding a rolling pin in his hand, bluffing, but he doesn't dare to approach.

People who were still in shock also began to condemn one after another: "That is, what does it look like to bite people? This orphan and widow are pitiful from the beginning, but they think they are easy to bully, don't they?"

The original girl, who was accused by everyone, was slightly annoyed, and snorted arrogantly: "What's the matter with you?"

The girl was only 29 years old, dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, with golden hairpins and phoenixes. She was arrogant and domineering, and at a glance, she knew that she was the young lady of a wealthy family.

The man who made the pancakes was so angry that his face turned red: "The first time I saw a dog hurting people, you still have such a plausible attitude and don't know how to repent. If you don't care about us, just report to the officials after you kill them."

"Who dares?" The girl stood up abruptly, holding a black leather whip in her hand, with a loud "snap": "A group of pariahs, even compared to my black general? But stealing a bit of meat from her. That's it, what's the big deal, you deserve to be bitten, I haven't investigated her for scaring my black general."

The crowd was in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion, guessing the origin of this arrogant and arrogant girl. How arrogant and domineering is he to name a dog General?

"A little mincemeat?" The man hummed angrily: "She is a woman, with a three-year-old son, she gets up early in the morning and is late in the night, and relies on this meager small business to survive. Your dog rushed in, disturbed the diners, and smashed the meat. Most of the stuffing is greedy, how do you let her live as a woman? You, as the master, don’t stop drinking quickly, and you just sit on the sidelines and don’t care at all, no wonder the dog is chasing people’s power.”

"That's it!" The crowd condemned, "It's too much. If it wasn't for the rush, the mad dog would have bitten this woman into a **** mess, where would she still be alive? She even said such slanderous words. "

The girl pouted and took out a piece of silver from her bosom with great disdain: "Don't you just want to corrupt money? Just for you. A group of bad people, arrogant and unreasonable."

The man turned red with anger: "Can you do whatever you want with money?"

"Then what else do you want? This money is enough for her to sell wontons for a few months, and it's still a profit."

The man should be not good at words, and he was teased back by the young girl, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

When the woman heard the man speak like this, she probably aroused the grievances in her heart, and the grief came from her heart.

The vicious dog was still staring intently at her, with scarlet eyes and saliva hanging from its mouth, dropping to the ground dripping.

An Sheng couldn't help but move in his heart. He came out of the crowd, and without fear of the vicious dog, he rushed to the woman: "Quickly, let me see your injury."

The woman reluctantly stretched out her hand to her, and saw that the back of her hand had been bitten off by the vicious dog, and nearly half of it had been ripped off by the leash, almost revealing the white bones inside.

An Sheng raised his head and instructed the man, full of urgency: "Come on and get some clean water."

The man was startled, puzzled. Seeing that An Sheng was still squeezing blood out, he blamed anxiously, "It's fine if you don't stop the bleeding quickly, how can you make it worse?"

An Sheng anxiously said: "The dog's eyes are red, the mouth is drooling, the fur is scattered, the tail is drooping, and it doesn't obey the owner's instructions. He might suffer from hydrophobia, and it would be difficult to treat even the Daluo Immortal. The most important thing now is to squeeze out the dirty blood and clean the wound."

The crowd around the audience turned pale in shock and took a few steps back. They have all heard of hydrophobia, and it is definitely not an alarmist. This disease is also called mad dog disease among the people, and suffering from this disease is very terrifying, and there is no doubt that it will die.

Knowing the severity, the man hurriedly called for clean water. An Sheng took out the potion used to soak the silver needles from his self-diagnosis bag, poured it into the clean water, and carefully cleaned the woman's wound.

The woman was already horrified, looking at her three-year-old child and weeping.

When the girl heard An Sheng's words, she became anxious, pointed at An Sheng with a leather whip and cursed, "Nonsense! You are a mad dog, biting people randomly."

As soon as the girl opened her mouth, she made a rude remark, and An Sheng did not lift her head, and said coldly: "You dog doesn't know you now, if you don't, and you think this piece of silver can send their mother and son without any guilt. People. Then, I'll give you the money back, and let your dog bite you like this, even if it's even."

"That's right!" Some of the onlookers had already found wooden sticks, shovels, etc., and they had support in their hands, and they echoed with righteous indignation: "Let your dog bite you, even if it is even."

The girl was surrounded by the angry crowd, unable to get out, and scolded angrily: "Bold, you dare to be so rude to me, do you know who I am?"

"Who cares you? The emperor breaks the law and commits the same crime with the common people. Even if you are powerful and powerful, you can't be so arrogant and unreasonable."

"That is, their orphans and widowed mothers, if they really died of hydrophobia, and left this child alone, wouldn't it be two lives?"

"A group of scoundrels, daring, bullying this county lord without taking his entourage out of the palace today? Where is the patrolling yamen?" The girl shouted angrily.

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and the sound of "Country Lord" made everyone feel intimidated and looked at each other in dismay. At the feet of the emperor, there are powerful people everywhere, and seeing how arrogant this girl is dressed up, what she said should be true.

"Did you get into trouble again?"

Outside the crowd, someone hummed softly, which seemed to be a gust of cold wind that suddenly whizzed past in the cold sky.

The girl was instantly refreshed and cheered: "Brother Jingyun!"

An Sheng raised his head and saw a man dressed in brocade clothes, hugged by a team of brocade-clothed guards, and came in high spirits. Pedestrians retreated and whispered.

It was against the sun, An Sheng raised his face and could not see his facial features. He only felt that the man at the head was splendid, and his waist was like a majestic green. I felt that I was in the cold wind, and I couldn't help shrinking my neck.

The well-trained guards in brocade clothing lined up in a row, and then stopped in unison, with the treasured sword in hand, and instantly became silent.

The brocade-clothed man walked into the crowd with his head held high, and the girl happily stepped forward, took his arm, raised his smiling face and called out sweetly, "Brother Jingyun, you are finally here, don't come again. I'm going to be bullied."

"There are still people in this world who can bully you? If you don't gossip and cause trouble, the world will be peaceful." The man in brocade clothes said coldly.

"How can you talk about me like that!" The girl stomped her feet and pointed at Ansheng: "It's her! It's hard for me to gather a crowd to provoke me."

An Sheng was stunned for a moment, but did not expect that the girl would frame all the troubles on her own head.