After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Chapter 121 The Oil Seller in the Market

"Sister, can you please check if the lost items are all there?"

The oilman who was brave enough to do something righteous saw the owner coming over and kindly reminded him, but the man not only refused to listen but also cursed at him. She saw the thief lying in the oil on the ground, his face pressed to the ground and unable to move, and she was furious. She ran towards the oilman while cursing and punched him without thinking.

Seeing this, Youlang realized that he had met a lunatic and quickly stood up to avoid her attack, but he could dodge her fists but not verbal attacks.

"You short-lived ghost, not only did you kill your own grandfather, you also came to harm my man and our family."

"Sister, I..."

"What do you mean by 'I'? It was your father who brought you back home, and we persuaded your grandfather to raise you. Otherwise, who knows where you would have died and your bones would have been fed to dogs and wolves. Now you are ungrateful and beating up your benefactor in the street." The woman was extremely angry and did not give Youlang any chance to fight back.

Wan Ning watched the excitement with great interest and did not intend to take action now. She saw that the oil man stood up with a more graceful figure. Although the clothes on his body were simple and common, they looked more beautiful on him.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much." The thief who was pressed down suddenly covered his face and groaned. The woman hurriedly stepped forward and used her sleeve to wipe the oil stains on his face. She also carefully checked other parts of his body. Her tone changed from desperate and anxious to fierce. She asked with concern: "Does your face still hurt? Are there any other injuries on your body?"

The oilman knew that he could not afford to offend them and did not want to argue with them anymore, so he took the opportunity to pick up the oil barrel that had rolled to the side, looked at the wasted oil on the ground with sad eyes, and finally picked up the carrying pole and prepared to leave quietly to avoid being laughed at.

But when he wanted to leave, someone didn't want him to leave. The woman immediately stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, roaring, "Oh, you are such a motherless thing. You want to run away after beating someone up?"

"Mrs. Feng, you are wrong. It was you who shouted for help to catch the thief just now, and Shen Congyu bravely helped you. Why are you turning your back on him now?" A spectator in the crowd spoke up and refuted the woman. From his words, we know that the oilman's name is Shen Congyu, and the woman's surname is Feng.

"Mrs. Feng. Crazy woman. This name is quite descriptive." Wan Ning complained in her heart, but this kind of excitement was too rare so she decided to wait and see.

Mrs. Feng seemed to be stabbed by something. She flew into a rage again, slapped her thighs with both hands and made a cursing gesture, pointing at the man who had just spoken up for justice and cursed: "You old man, you really like to meddle in other people's business. If you are tired of living, go and do more work, and don't make trouble here. I can shout, but who told him to meddle in other people's business. Besides, it was my wallet that I lost. Why did he hit me? My man is in poor health. Who will take care of him if he gets hurt? Will he? Will you?" Mrs. Feng's aggressive posture made it impossible for the man to open his mouth to refute. He waved his hands, shook his head, sighed, and left the crowd of onlookers.

Seeing that no one was helping him, Shen Congyu did not seem upset. He placed the oil barrels in his hands side by side at his feet, and then placed the shoulder pole on the oil barrels. He bowed respectfully to Mrs. Feng and the man in the gray hat, and begged for mercy sincerely: "I am really sorry, I was a little too strong just now and accidentally hurt you, big brother. Please forgive me."

Wan Ning muttered quietly, "This is too cowardly, they really apologized? This couple is really weird."

"Sir, you may not know that these two are well-known ruffians here." The stall owner next to Wan Ning was also watching the fun. Hearing her muttering, he couldn't help but gossip: "The man likes to gamble and drink when he has nothing to do. If he wins, he spends the money on drinking. If he has no money, he asks the woman for money. If she doesn't give him money, he steals. If he can't steal, he uses her as a weapon or sells things at home. This time, it seems that he took advantage of Mrs. Feng's shopping to rob her purse. She had no choice but to scream for help."

Wan Ning gave the elder brother a meaningful look and quickly asked, "Oh, elder brother, you know a lot. Do you know anything about Shen Congyu?"

"Of course not. We've been neighbors for many years, so we know everything! Shen Congyu was originally their neighbor, but later his grandfather rented a shop to sell oil and moved away. I heard that their family once asked Shen Congyu's grandfather to borrow money, but in the end the loan failed and he went around saying bad things about their family. Later, Shen's father passed away, and his grandfather lost interest in running the shop, which fell into ruin. So little Shen started carrying oil barrels on his shoulders and selling them on the streets. I guess this family sees that he is now helpless, so they dare to bully him like this."

"Forgive? It's easy to say with just words. Our family is relying on him. What shall we do if something happens to him?" After saying this, Mrs. Feng started wailing again, but only the voice could be heard, but no tears were seen.

Shen Congyu was entangled and unable to get away. She felt sorry for the two barrels of oil, so she defended herself, "Big sister, you see that Big Brother is now ruddy and full of energy, there is nothing wrong with that. Besides, your wallet has been recovered, and I also lost two barrels of oil. You don't need to be responsible for these two barrels of oil, why don't we just let it go?"

When she heard about the two barrels of oil, Mrs. Feng got even angrier and pointed at his nose and cursed, "What? You're still planning on asking us to compensate you for the oil? Everyone, come and see, it wasn't us who asked you to spill the oil. It's just that you're incompetent. How can you still blame us!"

Shen Congyu was like a scholar meeting a soldier. He felt powerless as if he was trapped in a swamp. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank. He quickly explained, "No, no, no, sister, I mean I don't need you to pay for it."

"Pay, we haven't asked you to pay for the medical expenses yet!" Hearing this, the man seemed to have received some instructions and instantly fell to the ground, holding his stomach and rolling on the belt: "Ouch, it hurts, my stomach hurts so much."

"You!" Shen Congyu realized that he was being tricked, and asked angrily. Facing such a person, he couldn't say anything. All his words could become a weapon for the other party to attack. He raised his hand helplessly and rubbed his cheek. The oil on his hand was rubbed to his cheek by the back of his hand, emitting a faint light. In the cold winter wind, he was even more lovable in his thin clothes.

"You are going too far. What exactly do you want to do?" Shen Congyu asked angrily. Obviously, he was not good at getting angry. His words had no deterrent effect at all. Instead, they were like stimulants to the other party.

"What do we want to do? If you hurt someone, of course you have to pay compensation. What else can you do? You are an uneducated kid like me, so you don't even understand this principle." Mrs. Feng became even more outspoken and reached out to grab his wrist.

Shen Congyu knew that the other party was unreasonable, so he pushed the aggressive Feng Pozi away and retorted: "Don't talk nonsense! I don't need to waste my time on you. Shen is really meddling in other people's business today." Then he picked up his oil drum and was about to leave.

"Oh, this Mr. Shen is quite gentle. He hasn't said anything hurtful even at this time." Wan Ning said to the stall owner nearby.

"Alas, that's why he is bullied by people like this. It's also his grandfather's fault for forcing him to study so much that his brain has been damaged." The stall owner sighed repeatedly.

Seeing Shen Congyu was about to leave, Feng Pozi was not willing to let him go, and hurried forward to pull him back. Seeing such a handsome young man being entangled like this, trapped in the mud, Wan Ning felt that it was time to step forward and save the beauty. She took two steps forward and pulled Feng Pozi's hand, secretly twisting her little finger hard, and she naturally took a step back in pain.

After coming to his senses and seeing that the person coming was alone, he walked up to Wan Ning with a burst of courage, muttering to himself, and waved his hands in the air as if he was ready to duel.

Shen Congyu couldn't bear to see his benefactor being bullied, so he hurried forward to stop her but failed. He only heard a crisp slapping sound. When he looked again, Mrs. Feng had already fallen to the ground and rolled over.

Wan Ning didn't tolerate her, she pointed at her and cursed: "You bastard, you dare to cheat me, I'm going to hit you."