A sweet, childish voice stood out amidst the crowd of onlookers. The neighbor next door also heard it, leaned out, and glanced down.
The clamor paused for a few seconds, and then soone said, "The woman has no job, but the man does. He's so busy with work; shouldn't he rest when he gets ho?"
Hearing this, Zhouzhou frowned and turned to the speaker, "Is pushing a wheelchair so exhausting?"
The woman looked weary, while the man rely stood by and comnted. Who said doing housework wasn't tiring? If it weren't, why wouldn't n clean even a little during their days off?
The speaker, embarrassed by the little girl's words, mumbled, "I was just saying," and slamd the window shut. The crowd dispersed, as the family arguing every few days was no rare sight.
Zhouzhou and Huo Ji'an were carried downstairs by Yu Ze, one in each hand. "Be careful," he said. There were no burglar bars here, what if they accidentally fell down?
Zhouzhou wasn't worried, and she tiptoed to see more; but there was no more commotion below.
Huo Ji'an, uninterested, pulled Zhouzhou away to play, and soon enough, Zhouzhou forgot the whole incident.
The two children, though seeing each other daily at school, never ran out of things to say, chatting incessantly.
Yu Ze finished washing the dishes and, as dusk approached, took Zhouzhou ho. "Chubby Girl, co and play again tomorrow," Huo Ji'an said reluctantly.
"Okay!" Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, then asked, "We're setting up a stall tomorrow, do you want to co?"
Setting up a stall? Huo Ji'an's eyes lit up, "I'll go!" "See you tomorrow, then." "Okay."
After speaking to Huo Ji'an, Zhouzhou invited Wei Xuhong to join as well and only left after he agreed, skipping away.
Yu Ze followed, reminding her to be careful. "Got it," Zhouzhou replied, but she didn't slow down, darting away.
As she turned a corner, a few people suddenly appeared, and she braked just in ti to avoid a collision.
"Where's this brat from? Can you afford to compensate if you hit my mom?" a man yelled angrily.
Then, turning to the woman, he scolded, "How many tis have I told you to be careful? You can't even push a wheelchair right? What's the use of you?"
It was the sa family they had seen earlier. Qin Ze's face darkened as he stepped forward and pulled Zhouzhou behind him.
Zhouzhou, however, peeked out from behind his legs, curious.
Seeing them, the man's eyes shifted, and he growled, "What's with this kid? She hit my mom. What are you going to do about it?"
The woman tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "She didn't."
"Shut up," he snapped, glaring at her, silencing her. The old woman in the wheelchair cried out, "Oh, it hurts! How can my old bones bear such a hit?"
What a farce, Zhouzhou realized imdiately. She was displeased. How dare they try this in front of her!
Seeing the crowd's attention, Zhouzhou lay down, clutching her chest, and moaned, "Fourth Uncle, it hurts so much. Am I having a heart attack again? It's so painful..."
The little girl, with her adorable face and pained expression, deeply moved everyone. Yu Ze, genuinely startled, knelt to check on her.
Zhouzhou opened one eye slightly and winked at him, then continued to sob.
Her soft cries elicited more concern from the onlookers. "Should we call an ambulance? She's so young, sothing might happen."
"Yes, better get her to a hospital quickly."
"Poor thing."
Yu Ze was at a loss, watching the little actress without any prior rehearsal. Zhouzhou cried louder, glancing fearfully at the man.
"Uncle, please don't hit . I didn't an to almost bump into this old lady. I'm sorry, I won't be naughty again."
Hearing this, the crowd turned their attention to the burly man, their sympathy shifting. "A grown man bullying a child? Sha on you."
"Yes, how can you be so heartless?"
"How could you scare her like this?"
Qin Ze sighed inwardly. Who was really scared here? The man was dumbfounded, not expecting Zhouzhou to turn the tables. Angrily, he shouted, "Nonsense, I never hit her!"
Zhouzhou, wiping her eyes, said pitifully, "Sorry, Uncle, I shouldn't have run so fast and almost hit the old lady. Then you wouldn't have hit ."
Enraged, the man roared, "You didn't even hit my mom. How could I hit you?" Perfect. Zhouzhou sprang up, "See, you said it. I didn't hit you. Don't try to extort money, or I'll call the police!"
"And Grandma," Zhouzhou glared at the elderly woman, "you should do good deeds. Otherwise, you'll face retribution."
She hadn't forgotten the old lady's attempt to falsely accuse her. Hmph, trying to cheat her out of money? Not in this lifeti!
The man, finally realizing what had happened, saw the old woman's grim face and knew the ga was up.
He glared at Zhouzhou, then barked at the woman, "Let's go, now!" She looked at Zhouzhou, sighed in relief, and silently pushed the wheelchair away.
Zhouzhou wrinkled her nose, disliking this family, especially the mother and son. Scamrs, all of them. Waving her hand disdainfully at their retreating backs,
Zhouzhou thanked the onlookers, explaining that they tried to extort money from her.
The little girl, with her soft, sincere expression, disard the crowd's anger.
Had it been them, they might have rolled on the ground ten tis over. Scamming was despicable.
Zhouzhou nodded vigorously in agreent. Yes, indeed. Anyone trying to take her money was a villain!
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