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Gou Sheng pointed at the boy and said, "Zhao Hongguang bullied Fatty. He wanted Fatty's harmonica, but Fatty didn't give it to him. He pushed Fatty to the ground."

At this point, Gou Sheng's eyes turned red.

"Little Fatty can't talk, and he doesn't like to cry. When he was bullied, he was too stupid to call someone, so he got up and grabbed it. Zhao Hongguang pushed Little Fatty more than once. If Sanni hadn't been frightened and cried, we would have all I did not notice."

Gou Sheng stared at Zhao Hongguang with fierce eyes and wanted to pounce on him and bite him twice.

"When we found out, he was riding on Xiaopang's body, playing with Xiaopang's harmonica twice, and then threw the harmonica into the smelly ditch."

Gou Sheng's eyes were red: "My brother took off his cotton-padded jacket and fished for a long time before he fished it out. We just came back with Xiaopang in his arms. Mom, Xiaopang was bullied and we failed to protect our brother."

Meng Wantang knows better than anyone how stubborn Gou Sheng is.

But now the child is crying.

Crying in front of so many people.

Meng Wantang was heartbroken.

Her three sons are all very good.

"You did a good job. Leave the rest to mom."

Meng Wantang looked at the child who had been beaten with a bruised nose and face. Thinking of her kind tone just now, she wished she could turn back time. She would definitely kick the child to death on the spot.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Hongguang pulled Zhao Hongguang behind him and looked at Meng Wantang warily.

Meng Wantang's eyes were as cold as a sharp dagger: "Zhao Hongguang, right? Your son just waits to go to jail."

She took out a dollar and shouted to the crowd: "Comrade, please help me and call the police."

"I!"

A young man riding a 28 bicycle rushed out from the crowd. He smiled, showing his big white teeth, and stretched out his hand a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry to trouble you." Meng Wantang handed a dollar to the young man.

The young man took it, took the money and ran away.

Many people didn't speak up just now because of their face, but now they feel a little sad when they see that Meng Wantang actually gave people money and asked them to help with the trip.

That’s a dollar!

I can buy one pound and two taels of meat.

If you buy something with some lean meat, you can buy almost two kilograms of meat.

When Zhao Hongguang saw this, he had a bad instinct and pulled the child to leave: "My son beat your son, and your son also beat my son. I won't argue with you about this matter."

With that said, she was leaving.

"Did I let you go?" If Meng Wantang didn't vent her anger on the children's behalf, the children would definitely be very unhappy.

Zhao Hongguang said, "Who do you think you are? I can't leave if you don't let me go?"

"Whoever stops them, I will give them one dollar each when the police arrive." Meng Wantang had nothing but money.

She will never trouble you about any problem that can be solved with money.

"A few of us are coming!"

A few more young men emerged from the crowd.

All of them are tall but very thin, wearing military green jackets and Lei Feng hats. All of them have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and they all look pretty good.

Not to mention the four young men who were over 1.8 meters tall, even Zhao Hongguang and his son couldn't leave.

The four young men stopped here, and the people watching the excitement all stepped back.

The four of them stopped Zhao Hongguang and his son, and only then did Zhao Hongguang and his son realize how scared they were.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Hongguang was so frightened, "Do you know who I am? If you offend me, there will be no good end. My uncle is from the Revolutionary Committee!"

Revolutionary Committee?

Ah.

Others are afraid of the Revolutionary Committee, but Meng Wantang is not afraid of the people from the Revolutionary Committee.

Within a year at most, the Revolutionary Committee was cancelled.

Besides, she was being reasonable, so what was she afraid of?

You can travel all over the world without fear of any conspiracy or conspiracy.

"You will know what I want to do in a moment."

If she wasn't a law-abiding citizen, if she didn't want to cause trouble for Lu Qingye, Meng Wantang would have slapped this stinky old woman to death.

Their home is not far from the police station.

It only takes ten minutes to ride there.

Maybe it was because the young man was young and the car was traveling very fast. In less than twenty minutes, he and the police came over.

"what happened?"

The police came over and asked.

Zhao Hongguang said: "Comrade, this woman is so domineering, she won't let me go. Come and judge. This road was not opened by her family, so why doesn't she let us go? She insists on taking us." Lock it here."

Meng Wantang didn't know either, so in front of the police, he took out four yuan and divided it among the four young men.

"I really want to thank you all today. You go buy some steamed buns and eat some delicious food. This is a little thought from me as a sister." Meng Wantang even thought of names for others.

Several young men borrowed money and said happily: "Sister, you are so particular. From now on, you will be our biological sister."

"Yes, you are our sister."

The five young men are not leaving.

They stood here to protect Meng Wantang. It could be said that they felt very safe.

The policeman frowned and was about to continue asking what was going on when Meng Wantang spoke.

"Comrade, my son was beaten to death by this child. He is still unconscious and has been sent to the hospital for rescue. This lesbian said, let me give her an explanation. Otherwise, someone in her family will definitely give her I’m pretty.”

Meng Wantang's eyes were red.

"My son is only three years old. He is so good and just plays his harmonica. What's wrong with that? Is my child going to be beaten to death just because he has a harmonica and because he is a good boy and is sensible?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who beat your son to death?" Zhao Hongguang's mother shouted, "Your son is obviously not dead."

Meng Wantang stared at the woman sternly: "You'd better pray that my son is safe, otherwise I will let your whole family bury my son with him."

"Yes, it is only right that one kills to pay for one's life."

The young men agreed.

The police also understood what was going on.

He said to his colleague: "Xiao Song, you take them two back to the institute first, and I'll go to the hospital to take a look and understand the situation."

Meng Wantang frowned, obviously uneasy.

One of the young men said, "Sister, don't worry, we will follow you and keep an eye on them for you. We will definitely see these two bad guys being taken to the police station with our own eyes."

"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later." In any case, she was grateful that people could stand up at this time.

"Sister, we are all a family from now on, no need to be so polite."

After the young man finished speaking, he followed the police and left.

They stared at Zhao Hongguang and his son. Zhao Hongguang was so frightened that he cried, and his mother was not much better.

Meng Wantang gritted her teeth and said to the police: "Comrade, please wait a moment, I'm going to get some money."