Across from the military compound was a row of low bungalows.
This row of bungalows were mostly low-end shops such as a barbershop, a small shop, and a whole lamb shop.
Ma Xiaohai's mother, Mrs. Tian, rented a room in this row of houses.
He opened a barbershop that specialized in serving middle-aged, elderly, and children.
Because it was facing the military compound and because it was the family of the military.
Most of the soldiers, middle-aged women, and family members in the yard would go to Mrs. Tian's shop for a haircut. Business had always been good.
This row of stores was Ma Xiaohai's home ground.
The shop was run by a middle-aged couple.
The boss had a big beard, a fierce face, and a fierce appearance.
With just a glance, one could tell that this bearded man was not an easy person to get along with.
Originally, there were a total of three stores in this row, including their small shop.
However, in the end, they were all squeezed out by the boss of the small shop.
This small shop called Dabiao Store Department had formed a monopoly in this small area.
……
Lin Xiaoyu really didn't want to care about the childish things of the brats.
But looking at the situation before him, if he didn't intervene, it might turn into a skirmish.
Shaking his head, Lin Xiaoyu walked to the opposite side of the road.
The fair and handsome young master was clenching his fist and threatening the fat boy in front of him.
"Damn fatty! Give it to me or not! I'll say it one last time, or don't blame me for really attacking!”
The fat boy replied loudly with a stubborn expression,
"No! This is mine! I scraped it myself with my own ability, why should I give it to you!”
Skinny Monkey and the other devilish children at the side would also retort.
"You pretty boy, you're too unreasonable!" It was clearly the fatty who chose this one after picking for a long time and accidentally won the first prize. How did it become that you paid for all these in your game? What? So what if you have money!"
The young master didn't know how to get back at him. He straightened his neck and started to pester him like a proud rooster!
"Boss! I gave you two hundred yuan. Is that two hundred yuan enough to buy this box of scratch cards?”
The young master shouted arrogantly at the boss of the small shop.
As he spoke, he shook the two hundred-yuan bills in his hand, looking arrogant.
The boss of the small shop, Da Biao, stared at the two old men's heads with a burning gaze. Just as he was about to speak…
"That…"
Before he could finish his sentence, a loud and clear voice suddenly interrupted the shopkeeper!
"Hey! Little rooster! Are you tired of stretching your neck so long? Haven't you eaten enough chicken shit at home? Why does your mouth smell like chicken manure?"
Lin Xiaoyu looked at the young master with disdain and said.
After saying that, Lin Xiaoyu even gave a meaningful look at the shop owner, Da Biao.
"Brother Yu! You're here! That's great!" Skinny Monkey quickly turned around and said happily.
As for the chubby boy, his originally sunken face suddenly blossomed into a smile. He said to Lin Xiaoyu,
" Brother Yu, he... he's unreasonable. He wants to snatch my scratch card. I was the one who got the first prize. My freedom Gundam. He wants to snatch my freedom Gundam…"
The chubby boy felt more and more wronged as he spoke. He held a scratch card in one hand and a big bag of spicy sticks in the other.
There was still chili oil on the corner of her mouth, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Lin Xiaoyu glanced at the fat boy and scolded,"
"Look at you! Aren't you here to buy spicy sticks? Why did you use a scratch card at night? Let me see the card.”
"Spicy, here, Brother Yu…"
The fat boy felt wronged, and tears were about to roll out of his small eyes.
Lin Xiaoyu quickly said,"
"Stop! If you cry, don't say that you're my brother in the future. It's not a big deal. Why are you crying like a little girl? It's embarrassing!”
The fat boy quickly raised his head and said,
"Brother Yu, I…I won't cry…"
The brats in the military compound said this as if there was no one else around, completely ignoring the young masters at the side.
This made the young master lose his sense of existence, and he lowered his neck.
Seeing that Lin Xiaoyu did not even look at him, he was so angry that he pointed at Lin Xiaoyu and said,
"Who…who are you? Mind your own business! Be careful not to get into trouble!"
Lin Xiaoyu laughed when he heard that.
"Ha! Little rooster, you're not big, but your temper is not small! Alright, stop pretending. The card was bought by the fatty, and the prize was won by the fatty. Go wherever you want and don't hang around in front of me! If you don't get lost, I'll chop off your chicken neck!”
Lin Xiaoyu retorted.
This sentence stunned the young master. He was so angry that his pretty face turned red. He scolded Lin Xiaoyu,
"You! You! You!"
"What do you mean you! If you stutter, go home and treat it properly. Learn how to crow from your rooster! If you really can't do it, go back to the eggshell and squat down properly. Let your mother hatch it before coming out to crow! What kind of thing is this? Its fur hasn't even grown fully, and it's already out here shouting!”
"You! You! You're the rooster!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I saw wrongly. So you don't have a chicken crop. I'm sorry, little hen!”
Lin Xiaoyu's words were like a machine gun, and each sentence made the young master almost suffocate.
Seeing that his efforts were useless, the young man slapped the two old men's heads in front of the boss and shouted hysterically,
"Boss! Keep the money! Do you think I bought it?"
The boss's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to pick up the money, he was held down by a pair of strong little hands.
"Boss, why are you in such a hurry? Wasn't it just money? Only he had it! Just you wait, I have more!"
Lin Xiaoyu held the boss's hand with one hand and said to Skinny Monkey at the side,"
"Skinny monkey, take off my shoes!”
"What? Shoes? Brother Yu, what are you doing?"
"Cut the crap! Hurry up!"
Skinny Monkey had a puzzled look on his face. He squatted down and took off Lin Xiaoyu's small leather shoes, placing them in Lin Xiaoyu's hands.
"Money? Isn't it just money…You want to compete with me for more money? Little rooster…no…little hen, what are you!”
As he spoke, Lin Xiaoyu pulled out the insoles, and then five hundred yuan bills appeared in his hand.
"Uh…Brother Yu, you hid your pocket money…in your shoes?？”
"Emma! So many grandpas…"
"This one, come down too…"
Another five Grandpa Mao notes appeared in Lin Xiaoyu's hands.
A gust of wind blew, and ten hundred-yuan bills shook back and forth in Lin Xiaoyu's hand…
"You want to compete with me for money? Hehe, childish!"
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