"I bought vegetables in your shop this morning. The eggs you gave me turned out to be stinky. Are you cheating people?" This reason is what Ke Xiucai thought to Mrs. Zhang. Only when a rotten egg is opened can we know that it is rotten inside. This is a thing that does not need evidence.
Yun Xiuqing sneered, this weather can also appear rotten eggs, obviously this woman is lying, but now it's a cold day, how can there be rotten eggs, tell the ghost will not believe it.
"Pu weicang, don't talk to her. Let's report to the official directly." Yun Xiuqing said in a cold voice.
Yun Xiuqing's voice is not big or small, just can spread into the ears of everyone present.
As soon as she heard that Yun Xiuqing wanted to hire an official, she was stunned. She thought about many possibilities. She never thought that Yun Xiuqing would report to an official. If he did, the official would send someone to check their identity. First of all, she knew that she was a vegetable seller. She was a special trouble maker.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang was really counselled. She was in a cold sweat. But Ke Xiucai, who was standing beside her, whispered to Mrs. Zhang: "don't listen to their nonsense. They dare not report to the government."
"Pu weicang, these people are all next door to open a vegetable shop. They are afraid that we will rob their business, so they come to pick things up. We don't have to reconcile with them. Let's report to the official directly. Let's not say whether there is evidence or not. In terms of their identity, we also know that they have nothing to look for." Yun Xiuqing lowered her voice and talked with PU weicang.
Pu weicang thinks that Yun Xiuqing's method is very good. Just now, he thought that he would not compensate the woman for a few eggs or something. However, seeing the woman's sour and mean appearance, he doubted whether it was a rotten egg. So he was not reconciled to compensate the woman.
"Good." Pu weicang nodded to Yun Xiuqing, and then waved his hand to the void. When he and Yun Xiuqing came back, he let the first day of junior high school follow him. At this time, the first day of junior high school also came in handy.
"What if they really report to the official?" Mrs. Zhang asked with some fear.
"What are you afraid of? There's no evidence. It's OK." Ke Xiucai continued to instigate the old lady. Anyway, the accident had nothing to do with him.
"But we are all vegetable sellers. Let's not talk about the evidence. If the official finds out that we are vegetable sellers, he will know that we are picking things up. What shall we do then?" Although Mrs. Zhang was mean and didn't know a single word, she knew some truth.
"What are you afraid of? What identity have you forgotten?" Ke Xiucai pointed to his own way.
As soon as Mrs. Zhang saw Ke Xiucai, she immediately remembered that he was a scholar. He was not tested, but bought with money. The master of the county magistrate was Ke Xiucai's uncle.
As soon as Mrs. Zhang thought of it, her heart settled down. They are people who have support. What are they afraid of? Mrs. Zhang straightened up her waist, pointed to Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang and said, "you think we are afraid of you. If you have seed, you should report to the official."
After that, a group of people behind Mrs. Zhang and Ke Xiucai yelled loudly, shouting at Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang, which undoubtedly made Mrs. Zhang more confident.
"Xiao Hei, you go back first. We have something to do." Yun Xiuqing has planned to report to the government. Naturally, she won't admit it now.
Xiao Hei is also a sensible child. Knowing that he can't make trouble for Yun Xiuqing and Pu weicang, he nodded and left the crowd.
Yun Xiuqing felt relieved when she saw that Xiao Hei left safely. After all, it was a matter between them. She didn't want a child to participate.
"We say that the newspaper official will report the official himself. There's no need for you to make a fuss." Yun Xiuqing looked at the people who were still making noise around, and said in a cold voice.
The crowd was embarrassed and shut up. This is the way of life now. Once they see that life is difficult, no one will help them. People who worship high and step low are everywhere.