Chapter 293

In the diagonal, he stretched out a hand and grasped her steadily, moving towards his own direction.

The drunkard in the back, confiscating his steps, lay on the ground and screamed.

The fine son frightens a body to shiver, subconsciously grasps Zhang Ye's hand.

Feeling her exertion, Master Zhang gently comforted, "don't be afraid!"

Fine son this just realizes oneself behavior is not proper, quickly let go.

"Son of a bitch, dare to do something bad for me. I'll see how I deal with you."

The other drunkard scolded Zhang Ye.

Mr. Zhang kicked it.

The drunk was kicked back a few steps and fell to the ground.

"Go back to the chariot!"

Mr. Zhang's voice was low and his whole body was angry.

"You..."

Qing'er wants to tell him not to hurt people. When she opens her mouth, she remembers that he has a sense of propriety, and then she swallows back the words.

Steady steady steady mind, went to hold the woman who was still in shock, "go, go to the carriage first."

"My medicine!"

The woman looked at her empty hands.

Fine son lifts high to let her see, "intact, rest assured."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and limped with her to the carriage.

The Two Drunkards all fell to the ground, and the little one who was left turned his eyes a few times. It seemed that he woke up in a moment, put on a gesture of begging for mercy, and arched his hand to Mr. Zhang, "brother, it's our fault. You show mercy and let us go."

Just now, he could see clearly that Mr. Zhang's foot didn't work with all his strength. If he kicked him with such a foot, he would have been kicked apart.

"You, you coward."

The drunkard who fell to the ground struggled to get up and scolded him, "what are you afraid of him doing? The three of us can't beat him, the other one. "

As he spoke, he had already got up, shaking and waving his fist towards Mr. Zhang's face.

"Brother Li, brother li..."

Skinny came to stop him in a hurry, "don't be impulsive. It's our fault. We drank a few more mouthfuls of horse urine, and almost caused a disaster. Fortunately, this hero stopped us, otherwise tomorrow's family should go to prison to deliver us food."

The drunkard pointed his finger to his nose, "what prison, I think you are afraid, I am not afraid! I'm going to give him a fierce look today. "

"No, no, no..."

Skinny, clinging to the drunk's waist and not letting him pass.

The three of them drink together. If both of them are injured, he can't explain to them when he goes back.

"You let me go!"

The drunk is still struggling.

He's so skinny, he's holding him back.

Master Zhang said coldly, "let him go!"

Thin head shake into a rattle like, "brother, you spare us, we will never dare."

"Mr. Zhang, forget it."

Qinger opens her mouth.

It's not an unforgivable evil. It's just drinking too much wine and lusting.

"Go away!"

Mr. Zhang drinks cold.

The thin man dragged the drunkard to the drunkard and kicked him, "brother Liu, get up quickly."

The drunkard was stunned by the fall. He didn't fully wake up for a while. He heard Shouge calling him and struggled to get up.

Thin one hand dragging one, staggering away.

Mr. Zhang went back to the horse cart.

The woman hung her head and whispered, "thank you very much."

She was still afraid, her body trembled slightly, her hands were cold.

Qing'er said softly, "where is your home? We'll take you back."

"No, no!"

The woman refused.

Mr. Zhang frowned, "are you sure?"

Hearing his voice, the woman's body shakes for a moment, subconsciously leans against Qing'er, lowers her head, and pinches her own corner, "I, I..."

What happened just now still reverberates in my mind. If no one happens to pass by here, I don't know what will happen.

"Come on, get in the carriage and we'll take you back."

The woman didn't refuse this time. Qing'er pushed her into the carriage.

Qing'er inquires about her residence and tells Master Zhang, who drives the carriage to the west of the city.

The woman sat at the end of the carriage, afraid that she might contaminate it and wanted to huddle up.

The fine son puts soft voice as far as possible, "you sit to come over some, carriage jolt, don't fall down."

"No, No."

Said, the woman also moved to the back of the car some, the medicine bag more tightly.

Fine son no longer persuades, but changed the topic, "you come out so late, is there someone at home sick?"

The woman nodded, "my father suddenly fell ill today. My brothers are not at home. In a hurry, I came out by myself. I didn't expect that..."

Thinking of what happened just now, the woman still has a lingering fear.

"It's all over. Don't be afraid. However, it's not safe for a girl to go out at night. If she has to go out in the future, she can call a neighbor for company. "

The woman nodded, "I see."

Even if Qing'er didn't say it, she didn't dare to go out alone.

When the carriage arrived at the west of the city, Qing'er asked the woman carefully and sent a message to master Zhang.

Mr. Zhang stopped the carriage at the woman's door.

The woman jumped down from the carriage, grasped the medicine bag in her hand, and said, "thank you both today. My father is still ill, so I won't invite you in."

"Go home quickly, lest the family worry."

The woman thanks them again and goes home in a hurry with the medicine bag.

"Feng'er, you are back. Have you bought the medicine yet?"

Mr. Zhang turned his horse around and drove the carriage back.

Back to the fast food restaurant, I saw you turning around in the hospital.

"Mother, what's the matter?"

Hearing her voice, you was relieved, "Qing'er, why did you go so long?"

Since Qing'er had an accident last time, every time she went out, you'd be worried.

Qing'er tells her what happened on the way.

You's heart trembled, "fortunately you passed by, otherwise that woman..."

He said, holding her hand, "you are not allowed to go tomorrow. Later, let Kim send the children there."

"Big cousin has to sort out the accounts. Besides, isn't there Mr. Zhang? I'll be fine. "

"Mr. Zhang can't help us all the time. I'll tell your elder sister tomorrow and ask jin'er to send them there later."

Fine son opens mouth, want to say what, finally or swallow to go back, "good, listen to Niang."

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The next day, Xia Xi came to the store early in the morning. You told her about it and said, "it's good to have Mr. Zhang to help, but we should have a degree in employing people. Mr. Zhang just helps us, not sells us."

"I think that master Zhang is good at martial arts. I'm very relieved to have him to send my children. Big cousin can send it, but if he meets the situation of last night, do you think he is in charge or not? Well, maybe he can't even save people, and he'll have to be beaten. If he doesn't care, I'm afraid he won't be able to sleep in the future. "

"This..."

You can't refute.

Xia Xi embraces her shoulder, "Niang, you can rest assured, I remember in my heart, I will not use Mr. Zhang in vain. I plan to give him a cent of the net profit of the fast food restaurant."