Reborn in 1980, I became the sweet wife of a tough guy

It's not easy to be a migrant worker. You have to work hard and earn the minimum salary, and you can save as much as you can on your life.

It's not a problem for those who work hard to eat chaffy vegetables all the time. If the body collapses, there will be nothing left. Therefore, the migrant workers' union comes out to buy steamed buns every now and then.

In order to save money, I still make steamed buns with vegetarian fillings. Meat buns are expensive, so I can’t bear to eat them.

There was a bun shop opened outside the construction site, and it was these two women, one of whom was the husband and the other was her sister-in-law, who helped to fight and extort money.

The man who opened the bun shop was a local snake. He took advantage of his fat body, the support of his friends, and his friends among the joint defense team members, so he opened a bun shop.

He doesn't know how to do anything else.

It's okay if you do business well, but he's not a good businessman. Not to mention that the buns are not delicious, business is still bleak.

The couple was worried, but when there was no business, migrant workers came to their door. There were more than 40 people in total, and they delivered 20 kilograms of steamed buns at noon every day.

It is impossible to eat it every day, it is impossible for everyone to eat it, just to improve their lives. Every day, pancakes are made with shredded mustard greens, and no one can bear it.

The couple initially talked a lot about it and gave it a reasonable price, but they couldn't eat it twice. Either the price of flour or vegetables had gone up, and even the peanut oil, salt, sauce, and vinegar had gone up dramatically.

The price of the buns increased from two cents at the beginning to three cents, and they were still plain. The migrant workers were not taken advantage of, so I didn’t plan to buy from him. I was thinking that there was a river market where his bun shop was not the only one.

A construction team sent two migrant workers to go out to find a bun shop to order buns. We couldn't let these two people choke each other again.

The man at the bun shop is quite famous in this area, and of course he has a bastard name. No one wants to offend him because of a few kilograms of buns. The reason for rejection is either because he is too busy, or he refuses.

Jiang Xiu and Qiao Zhongjiang didn't know this. When the migrant workers came over, they agreed after discussing it.

It’s not too tiring to add another twenty pounds. They all come from the farmers’ fields. If the farmers don’t care for the farmers, who will?

Today was the third day that Qiao Zhongjiang came to deliver steamed buns. The migrant workers suddenly stopped buying from them. The couple at the steamed bun shop noticed it. After a little inquiry, they found out that they had been intercepted.

When Qiao Zhongjiang arrived today, he was caught by the two women guarding the door. They rushed up and threw the buns and the bucket containing them (and later took them away).

Qiao Zhongjiang was still confused. He didn't know how he provoked these two women. As soon as he started to reason with each other, the two women started to beat them. The three axes of a shrew: scratching the face, pulling out the hair, and grabbing the crotch.

No matter how much a woman goes too far, a man will make a mistake as soon as he makes a move. Qiao Zhongjiang knows this truth very well, so he can only hide and suffer several losses.

At this stall, two joint defense team members came over, and the shrew slapped him, "Quick, this damn man is unreasonable, he acts like a hooligan, and he beats people."

The two joint defense team members tied up Qiao Zhongjiang indiscriminately and threw him at the gate of the construction site.

The two women got excited, picked up wooden sticks and hit him with stones, which is how Qiao Zhongjiang got bruises all over his body.

The two joint defense players were watching the excitement, and then went to Baozi Pu to deliver the message.

……

Now that the cause of the matter is clear, who is disrupting the market order and who is hurting people? Who is slandering and blackmailing?

It's clear at a glance.

Qiao Anan said: "Yu Si, this is my third uncle; Yu Gong, this is the worker of my bun shop. If I don't stand up for him, who will stand up for him?"

"What we are asking for now is: to apologize to my third uncle, to compensate my third uncle for his medical expenses and mental losses, to have freedom of buying and selling, and not to interfere with our normal business in the future. If you don't agree, I will pursue it to the end today."

In other words, now Qiao An'an is still taking the path of mediation and privatization, and she still gives these people a chance.

Don’t even think about who they bullied?

At this time, the real master behind the scenes came out. A fat man walked up to his wife, stretched out his hand and slapped her, "If you don't do good business, why don't you go out and cause trouble? Why don't you apologize quickly."

The woman covered her face and looked at her man bitterly. Damn it, it was his idea. Why are you pretending to be a good person here now?

The man glared at her again, "You don't know how to live or die!"

The woman has completely realized the reality, and even men can't protect her. The person she provokes this time seems to be a tough one. A policeman came before, and now there is someone from the army. She definitely can't afford to offend him.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I saw him stealing business, and I got angry for a while, so I acted like a fool. I will definitely not cause trouble in the future. When I see you, I will go around and never dare to do it again."

Apology is the most useless thing. It is an excuse for some people to avoid punishment, and may not truly admit their mistakes.

Qiao Anan didn't expect these people to change their minds, "What about compensation?"

The man at the bun shop asked: "How much compensation do we need?"

"One hundred, and there are twenty kilograms of buns. Compensation will be based on the price."

Baozi and his wife paid 116 yuan in compensation.

Qiao An'an got the money and said in front of the police: "If my uncle meets someone again and tries to trip him up again, you will be the first to be suspected, so you can take care of yourself."

After Mr. and Mrs. Baozi and the sister-in-law left, the two joint defense members also wanted to escape.

"Wait a minute."

The two of them stopped at that moment.

Qiao Anan turned to the comrades at the police station and asked, "Are the joint defense members under your control?"

"It's organized on the street, and we manage it uniformly and assign patrol tasks. What's wrong?"

"These two people have no law enforcement power. They tied people up based on just one word. They also allowed those few people to blackmail. They were responsible for delivering the letter. If we threatened us to call the police, how long would we spend in jail? When did the joint defense team members become the judges? Right or wrong? It’s up to them to decide whether it’s right or wrong?”

Although they were not found by the police station, the police station was obviously responsible for the oversight.

The two joint defense team members were red-faced, and the people from the bun shop tried to win over them, treating them to meals and sometimes giving them a small amount of money.

As the saying goes, the hands that take people are short, and the mouth that eats people is soft. If you look at the woman from the bun shop, of course your butt will be crooked.

"Don't worry, once we find out, he will definitely be fired. We can't let two rats' droppings discredit our police force."

Qiao Anan expressed her gratitude to the soldiers again.

"You're welcome. You have made a very important contribution to the construction of the army. You are the support behind the soldiers. The soldiers bleed and sweat in the front. You are behind to honor their parents, raise their children, and help support their families. We will not If you are wronged, the army will be your backer.”

The comrades at the police station were very ashamed after hearing this.

The comrades in the army had to go back to report their lives, so Qiao Anan and his party left the police station and returned home.

Jiang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw them coming back, "What happened?"

Qiao Anan said briefly, found a bottle of purple liquid from the house, and asked Lin Dong to apply the medicine on Qiao Zhongjiang's back.