Lin Qiao reacted imdiately, without thinking, she backhanded a slap with a "smack" sound, which sounded painful.
She had a bad temper and generally wouldn’t tolerate things.
Cough, temporarily ignoring the villain, she was "humble" to the villain to save her life.
Touching her behind, did he think his face was as handso as the villain’s?
No, even if he was as handso as the villain, she’d still have to be willing.
Liu Wu, thinking he was a tough guy, was stunned for a mont after being hit. Once he realized it, he held his face in disbelief and angrily shouted, "You damned dare to hit ?" Saying this, he reached to grab her hand.
Who knew that before he even touched her, this widow fell to the ground, crying, looking terrified and scared, "Please, don’t hit , I’ll give you all my money."
Cough, Lin Qiao wasn’t a fool; why go toe to toe with him?
Liu Wu was stunned again, his pupils dilated; he couldn’t understand what this woman was saying, saying he hit her when clearly, she hit him.
And he didn’t even rob money!
Who the hell in their right mind would rob money in broad daylight?
He didn’t want to end up in jail.
"Widow Song, you damned brat!"
The commotion imdiately attracted a crowd, and now the scene looked like a thug bullying a fragile woman.
There was an uproar of accusations, "Liu Wu, that thug, is out bullying won again."
"Such a scoundrel deserving a thousand cuts."
"Oh dear, isn’t that Widow Song? Liu Wu, you’re scum, bullying a widow."
See, the weaker side always garners sympathy; Lin Qiao subtly raised an eyebrow and then continued with tears and a pitiful act, "I’ll give it all to you, just don’t hit , please."
The onlookers couldn’t stand it but dared not step forward; soone shouted, "Go call the Pavilion Chief."
No sooner had the words been spoken than two n walked in with knives, "What’s the commotion? Break it up!!"
"Pavilion Chief, Liu Wu is robbing the widow’s Silver Coin."
Soone quickly complained, afraid Liu Wu wouldn’t be caught, and added, "We all saw it."
Imdiately, a few people echoed, "Yes, yes, we all saw it."
"Pavilion Chief, arrest him!"
Usually, Liu Wu had done wrong and wasn’t angry being pointed at like this; damn it, he didn’t steal the Silver Coin, at most just tapped a behind.
"Arrest your mother selling cunt! Arrest, arrest! Watch as I arrest you instead."
Pavilion Chief Jiang Ji frowned and reprimanded, "Liu Wu!"
"What? You dare act this way in front of ? Hmm? Wasn’t your last ti in jail enough?"
Liu Wu was sowhat afraid of him; his arrogance diminished a bit, and he stubbornly shouted, "I didn’t break the law."
Seemingly with soone to stand up for her, the woman’s sobbing grew louder, "Pavilion Chief, he robbed my Copper Coin."
"This is... for buying ink and brush for my younger uncle; there’s only this left at ho."
"You’re full of crap, I didn’t steal your Silver Coin; I just tapped your behind." Liu Wu’s eyes widened, wasn’t this widow different when she hit him earlier!
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qiao, with tears in her eyes, stared at him, looking like a victim of slander. Her finger pointed, trembling, "If you want Copper Coins, I’ll give them to you. Why ruin my reputation?"
"If it were just , a widow, at ho, I’d just... I’d just endure it, but I have my younger uncle at ho who needs to study; he can’t have his reputation ruined."
"If you insist on saying nonsense today, I-I-I... I’ll just crash into the wall here to prove my innocence."
Saying that, she stood up and rushed towards the wall; how could the crowd let her crash, they hurriedly stopped her, "Widow Song, we believe you."
"Don’t listen to his nonsense; that filthy thug says anything."
"He’s got a foul mouth, what decent words can co out of it."
"Auntie, don’t stop ."
Lin Qiao struggled a bit, seemingly unable to struggle free, and with a breakdown of emotions, she cried, "Everyone bullies a widow like , I really can’t live anymore."
With each word she said, Liu Wu’s cris deepened, and Jiang Ji’s face grew more unpleasant, directly determining Liu Wu’s cri, "Liu Wu, stealing others’ money, twenty lashes."
"I’m not a thief, if I stole anything, let lightning strike this instant." Liu Wu was so angry his eyes were about to pop out, this damned widow was slandering him!
"If getting struck by lightning was useful, you’d be dead by now."
Jiang Ji, without thinking, reprimanded harshly and then told the person beside him, "Xiao Ju, seize him."
Xiao Ju imdiately stepped forward to grab Liu Wu. Liu Wu struggled and shouted, "I didn’t steal."
A thug with a history of bad deeds speaking is like farting; Jiang Ji would stop being Jiang Ji if he believed him. "Take him away."
"Let go of , now!"
Liu Wu couldn’t break free, so he angrily glared at Lin Qiao, "Wait for , when I get out, you’re done."
This idiot is so naive; honestly, Lin Qiao wasn’t afraid of him, but she had to act scared.
She trembled, and big tears fell one by one.
So weak and helpless that it evoked sympathy.
If only Widow Lin were a bit uglier, no one would have been so sympathetic.
The crowd secretly cursed Liu Wu for being despicable, even wanting to rob the widow’s Silver Coin.
"Liu Wu, you never change; this ti I’ll ensure the authorities punish you severely, you must learn a lesson."
Filled with anger, Jiang Ji reprimanded again, gesturing for Xiao Ju to take him away. After they’d left, he turned to Lin Qiao, comforting, "It’s all right now, don’t be afraid, he doesn’t dare do anything."
Lin Qiao lowered her head and nodded slightly, choking up, "Tha... thank... you... Pavilion Chief."
"It’s my duty."
Jiang Ji glanced at the encircling crowd and raised his voice, "All disperse, aren’t you worried about the heat?"
Imdiately, the onlookers dispersed, leaving a few won to comfort Lin Qiao. After a while, Lin Qiao cald down, wiped her tears, "Aunties, thank you, I won’t delay your work any longer."
"Try to look on the bright side, people like him will face retribution," one of the won comforted her.
Lin Qiao raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye again, softly saying, "Okay."
Suddenly, the uncle selling buns stuffed two buns into her basket, saying honestly, "Haven’t eaten lunch, have you? Eat two buns to fill your stomach."
"Uncle, no, you’re having a tough ti too." Lin Qiao quickly took out Copper Coins from her pocket and asked, "How many cents?"
The uncle waved his hand, "I won’t take it, eat, it’s not anything valuable."
Lin Qiao insisted on giving him two cents and then walked away with her basket, appearing pitiful.
The woman watching her sighed, "Ugh, such a pity."
...
The "pitiful" widow entered the book pavilion at this ti, her gaze fell on a row of rice paper, so good and so bad.
"Shopkeeper, how much is a sheet of rice paper?"
Her voice was a bit hoarse, sounding sowhat delicate.
First of all, let’s make it clear, she wasn’t acting at this mont, her voice was really hoarse.
She cried too hard earlier, her eyes were swollen from crying, and her throat was hoarse as well.
"Two cents a sheet." The shopkeeper scrutinized her clothes, which were made of coarse linen. He chuckled and pointed to the rice paper at the very edge, the poorest quality paper.
Lin Qiao couldn’t help clicking her tongue, two cents a sheet, paper is a consumable and can’t be reused, it was quite expensive.
"What about a brush?"
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