Longing for mountain village life

Jiang Tian walked over, it seemed to be moving, there were young people moving pots of flowers out of the house, the action was very rude, some pots were directly broken.

There are a few old men next to him who are watching the liveliness.

"Alas, I really didn't expect Lao Li to walk faster than us, I remember that when I saw him last time, he was obviously quite healthy, why did he suddenly leave."

"I heard that it was cancer, and it was already advanced when I found it, and you don't know the situation in Lao Li's family, and the children don't care about him, but they ask him for money every day, and I don't know what sins I did in my previous life to give birth to such a messy son."

"It's a pity, Lao Li this person is very good, is a person who loves flowers, that is, his children can't do it here, how long has he died, and his bones are not cold, so he wants to tear down Lao Li's flower shop and rent it out to make money."

"You look at these flowers, usually Lao Li takes care of them in every way, for fear of freezing and pressing, and now it is really distressing to see them so bad."

"Hey, you guys pay attention to the flowers, don't you see that they are all broken?" An old man finally couldn't help it and spoke.

A fierce-looking man came out of the room, stretching out his fingers, and shouted fiercely: "A group of old immortal things, less nonsense here, believe it or not, Laozi beat you to death!" The

old men were so frightened that they retreated one after another.

The man walked in again, but soon walked out, holding two flower pots in his hand, and threw them directly in front of the old man.

"Bang!"

The flower pot was shattered, and the hydrangeas inside were also smashed and the flowers fell one after another, which looks particularly cruel to those who love flowers.

"Talk nonsense here, this pot is your end!"

The old man who spoke earlier was angry and shouted, "Come on, if you have the ability, you will come and beat me, anyway, I am already old like this, or you will beat me to death, as long as I can't die, I will rely on you to feed me in the future." "

One ruthless character, the other is the boss.

The confrontation between the two, after all, the boss is better.

After all, if the old man is really beaten and admitted to the hospital, then the man's life will be ruined.

The man put down the cruel words, "Okay, count you powerful, the flowers here are old and immortal things, in the past, when he was not dead, I was saying, rent this place out to make money, this old immortal just doesn't listen, now it's finally dead, all the things in this are mine."

"Don't you think it's a pity, take the money, a pot costs a hundred yuan, if you give me money, take it all!"

When the old men heard this, they were filled with righteous indignation one by one.

"You little rabbit cub, if it weren't for your dad making money to feed you, you could live to this day, one by one, it's your dad!"

"That is, if it weren't for your father's hard work to raise you, you would have starved to death, all of you are white-eyed wolves, when Lao Li was alive, you were parasites on his body, and now you are dead, even the flowers he raised!"

The man hugged his arms, "Say, don't think that because you are old, I really dare not beat you up, just say what is the use here, you think it's a pity, just spend money to buy it!"

Saying that, the man directly threw a pot of cactus next to him.

Just when he was about to hit the old man, a hand blocked the front, gently patted the edge of the flower pot, and then held it up.

The old men were frightened enough to see a young man blocking it.

"Thank you, boy."

"I really didn't expect this white-eyed wolf to dare to really do it!"

The man looked at Jiang Tian with a fierce face, "Why, I think that I am young and vigorous, I don't dare to beat those old immortals, but you are different!"

As soon as the words fell, the man directly moved his hand and waved his fist, not caring who the other party was.

The fist wind is raging, if he is hit by this fist, it will definitely be painful, this person has no strength, and the fight is the idea of knocking Jiang Tian down at once.

The old man exclaimed in the rear.

Jiang Tianman didn't care, stretched out his hand, and directly grabbed the man's fist.

The man couldn't move forward, and scolded: "Stinky boy, it's a little strength."

That being said, he stared at the flower pot at his feet and kicked it directly.

Jiang Tian took a step back, dodged the flower pot, and with a pull, pulled the man directly over, fell over his shoulder, and threw him on the ground.

The man fell solidly on the ground, and there was a broken flower pot, but he did not bump on the corners, but his body was also painful.

"You look for death!" Just when the man cursed and struggled to stand up and wanted to teach Jiang Tian a lesson.

A slap came over.

"Snap!"

A crisp voice sounded.

A red handprint suddenly appeared on the man's face.

He covered his face, his whole body was crazy, and he picked up the flower pot and smashed it.

Jiang Tian turned slightly sideways, dodged over, and slapped him again by the way.

"That slap just now was for your father, this time it is to seek justice for the masters!"

Two slaps in succession, completely stunned the man, all in front of Venus, I didn't know what to say, I walked around in place a few times, and sat down on my butt.

"What are you doing?" A woman's voice came from inside the house, and a woman dressed in a fancy dress walked out in this weather with a mink that did not know whether it was real or fake.

"Husband, what's going on with you, who beat my husband, is it looking for death!"

"If you let me know who it is, I will definitely cut him directly."

Suddenly, an extra hundred-yuan bill appeared in front of the woman, and her eyes immediately looked straight at it.

"Thirty yuan a pot, I bought all the flowers here, if you think it is suitable, we will transfer it directly, if it is not suitable, then forget it, by the way, remind me that your husband is from me." Jiang Tian said in a flat tone.

The old man spoke up: "Young man, don't rush to buy, these flowers are worth thirty yuan very little, and the rest are not worth it at all, don't spend this unjust money."

Jiang Tian waved his hand: "It's okay, uncle, I like this flower, don't you also say, this is the flower that Lao Li took care of, just with this thought, thirty yuan is no problem."

The woman's eyes never left the banknote, and she promised again and again, "Suitable, of course appropriate, transfer money to me now, you will take all these flowers, anyway, they are all rubbish."

"As for my husband, he just owes a beating!"

Jiang Tian smiled, is it really a family that does not enter a house, and the two strange people can be regarded as getting together.

"Count how many flowers!"

"Okay!" The woman hurriedly went to count, seeing that the man was a little sober, thinking that it would definitely not be over by then, and he couldn't let him delay his money-making plan, and hit it with another fist.

"Deserve it!" The old man next to him scolded.