Seven Zero Jiaojiao was spoiled by the big villain rough man and cried

Wen Jing didn't take it seriously, "Mom, it's fine if you don't like it and don't make friends, there's no need to worry about irrelevant people."

That's the truth, but sometimes, if you don't want to stay away, others will accommodate you.

Isn't the voice in the courtyard proof?

"Wow, mom, mom, I want this, move back to our house."

The courtyard is empty except for a motorcycle. What should I move?

Wen Jing led the way out of the main room, and saw a chubby kid riding a red motorcycle, twisting the handle hard.

He kept yelling, feeling that he was not riding a motorcycle, but more like riding a horse.

"Come down, kid."

The car was not leaning against the wall, and he kept shaking. Who is responsible for the fall?

The courtyard wall is not high, and it is still separated by a fence. Anything in the courtyard can be seen at a glance from the next door.

The child's cry just now called out the woman next door, leaning against the fence in a leisurely manner.

"Hey, the child can't even sit down, such a baby, you push it into the house and hide."

Of course it’s okay to sit down for a while, if you have the ability to fall, just don’t make trouble.

Hearing his mother's voice, the bear boy became more energetic and shook even more violently.

The mud under my feet sank, yes, I really fell.

Li Han wanted to go over and lift him up, but he didn't have time.

The bulky body directly pressed against the bear's calf.

I don't know if it got stuck somewhere, and I screamed there.

The woman finally became anxious, and hurried out to turn the corner and come in.

He was still cursing, "You can't park your car better, if my son falls somewhere, I will definitely smash your car."

Li Han moved the car away expressionlessly.

The child is fine, the skin hasn't even been scratched, it's just been pressed.

Helped by his mother, he was still crying loudly, saying that the car hit him and he should pay for the car.

Li Han didn't pay any attention, and just pushed the car away.

Wen Jing leaned against the door frame of the main room, and Ye Lanyi was peeling an orange beside her.

The two of them just looked at the little fat pier and stared at Li Han's back with astonishment.

Seeing that her son was not injured, the woman was finally relieved, pointing at Li Han and yelling:

"What do you mean, my son was injured, and you didn't apologize at all. You thought there would be no proof if the car was pushed away?"

"Let me tell you, even the commander's people, I will spread your vicious deeds."

Ye Lanyi shared half of the peeled oranges with her girlfriends.

For the other half, give Mo Xun a few petals, and stuff the rest whole into his mouth.

There is no need to spit out the seeds, after chewing in twos or twos, I clapped my hands, went to squat down in front of the bear boy, and lifted his trouser legs.

Except for a little dust on the pants, there is not even a red mark.

This is called hurt?

Ye Lanyi yelled inside: "Li Han, check to see if the car is scratched, let them pay for it."

"The chief of staff's wife is generous, knowing that if you are injured, you need to pay compensation, and we have to bear it."

A steady voice came from inside: "Well, there is a scratch."

"Madam Chief of Staff, did you hear that?" Ye Lanyi smiled.

"One scratch, we will tell you how much it will cost when we repair the car. It doesn't need to be too much, and you can pay according to the price."

"Bah, the car is broken, and my son is to blame?"

"Don't think that many people bully few people. Let me tell you, my man is not a vegetarian."

"Hmph, throwing away a bad wife, marrying an unclear woman, and helping others to raise a cheap son, there is something wrong with my mind."

When the woman heard that she was going to pay, her face bulged.

It is self-evident who said the latter sentence.

"I'm not interested in knowing whether your man is a vegetarian or not. All I know is that you're messing around."

"Your son came uninvited, broke into my house, scratched the car, but beat it upside down."

"I'd like to know, is the chief of staff pampering his wife like this?"

With some sullen words, Zheng Qing walked out of the main room while speaking.

One size fits all, personal attacks, no matter how reasonable she is.

Chief of Staff Song Fei, who just stepped into his courtyard next door, just heard this sentence.

In the winter, cold sweat broke out.

He was about to turn a corner, but there was someone faster than him.

The old lady got wind under her feet, and rushed in front of him, still holding a kitchen knife in her hand.

She was just chopping vegetables in the kitchen when she heard her precious grandson crying and thought it was the child's awkwardness and wanting to eat.

As soon as I walked out to listen, I heard the words of "scratch wife, scratching and compensation", and ran out with a kitchen knife.

"Who dares to hurt my grandson?"

Seeing Feng Qian standing at the door of the main room, she was the first to be the culprit.

"It's you bastard, do you really think that stealing someone else's man is prestige? If you dare to hurt my grandson, I will fight you desperately."

The old lady ran in with a kitchen knife, Zheng Qing's face turned cold.

"Chief of Staff Song, don't you care about your wives? Everyone has a dirty mouth."

"Since you can't control it, I don't mind doing it for you."

Give her face, can she talk nonsense when she is old?

With that kitchen knife, he can kick people out.

Sein Fei ran to his own mother and stopped him.

Zheng Qing shot his eyes with a knife, and his voice was extremely cold, "Chief of Staff Song, no matter what they hear, but they slander without knowing the reason."

"Next time, I will personally send them to court-martial."

Insulting the military family is tantamount to insulting the soldier, or his superior.

Only fools can do such things.

Zheng Qing ignored Song Fei who was pale, and continued: "Qianqian is my certified legal wife."

"If you have opinions, you can petition, and you don't need to be weird here."

"I heard that the wind is the rain, and I put on my hat indiscriminately, so be careful that the misfortune comes out of my mouth."

"Who spread the false rumors, I will personally check."

"At that time, no matter who it is, don't blame me for being ruthless."

No matter how cruel Mrs. Song was, she was also frightened by the sentence of sending them to a military court.

Soft in his son's arms, as obedient as a quail, but muttering that it is the truth.

Song Fei was going to be scared to death by his mother, no matter whether it was true or not, wouldn't he know how to stop in his territory?

"I'm sorry, Commander, they are just too idle, and when they hear something from others, they will amplify it infinitely."

"They didn't do it on purpose, don't worry about it, I'll take them back to educate them."

Seinfeld apologized again and again, thinking of dragging people away.

His wife, Zhang Qing, was a little dissatisfied when she saw her husband humiliating, but she also shut up wisely.

Zheng Qing didn't intend to let Song Fei take him away smoothly.

"Your son scratched my motorcycle, and you will pay for the repair."

Seinfeld looked around, but didn't see the car.

Li Han kindly pushed the car out so that he could clearly see the eye-catching scratch.

Seinfeld: "..."

It doesn't have to be so sweet.

Before Zhang Qing was about to open her mouth, she quickly stopped her: "Okay, how much is it, tell me when the time comes, and I'll pay for it."

Zheng Qing was relentless, "There is no evidence for what you say, but evidence is evidence."

The tool man, Li Han, pushed the car into the house again, and came out with paper and pen in hand.

Sein Fei had no choice but to accept it, wrote down the words 'compensation for motorcycle maintenance according to the price', and signed his name.

Li Han handed it over to Wen Jing for safekeeping.

Zhang Qing glared at Wen Jing, and reluctantly dragged her son behind her husband.

Wen Jing: "..."

She didn't say a word.