Women's procrastination can't be said

Coming to a pastry shop with a warm and clean layout, Song Yuyan chose a few good-looking and delicious pastries, and settled them down.

"Well, it's really good." Song Yuyan, who puffed her cheeks, praised sincerely.

"Miss likes it." The boss didn't show any contempt or awe for Song Yuyan, he just treated her as an ordinary little girl.

Song Yuyan said with some reluctance: "Will your house be closed in the future?"

"No." The boss looked at her firmly, with a little pride in his tone, "My family's century-old store, my father's and my family's store, have been opened since the first year of the founding of the Song Dynasty."

"The first year of the founding of the country? Is it possible that Tai, ancestors have eaten?" Luo Cheng said in a low voice, with a bit of disdain.

Luo Cheng's "Tai, Zu" refers to the founding monarch of the Song Dynasty, Song Tai, Zu Songgui.

How arrogant is this boss, what is so delicious that it can be kept for so many years?

The boss frowned, didn't show too much anger, and calmly said: "Guest officer, believe it or not. But my food is absolutely delicious. If Taizu really ate it and is still alive, it must be I remember."

Luo Cheng snorted coldly and ignored him.

Too, Zu will still be alive?He has a posthumous name, so he is still alive?

Song Yuyan didn't care what they were talking about, just ate on his own.There was some noise not far ahead, and she was immediately attracted and ran over.

"Uncle Luo Cheng, let's go and have a look." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Luo Cheng's consent, he ran over directly, with the little skirt swinging behind him like a nimble little swallow.

"You little thief, if you don't learn well at such a young age, you don't want to be a beggar and go begging. How dare you come and steal my gold bars!" A man with a rough face grabbed a little beggar by the collar and said hello A long string of words.

The little beggar was wearing tattered clothes, and his exposed skin was fair but covered with scars.His hair was disheveled, covering part of his dirty face, but it was not hard to see that it was a boy.There was a large wound on the back of his head that had already scabbed over, but it opened because the vendor slapped him a few times.

"Mom, he's so fierce." A mother and son walked by not far away, and the little child was frightened by the vicious man.

"Hey, let's stand a little farther away." His mother pulled him away, watching the excitement from a distance with great interest.

"I didn't steal..." the little beggar who was caught by him argued with red eyes.

"Still quibbling?" The man raised his thick brows, and wanted to throw the little beggar on the ground.

The little beggar closed his eyes, waiting for the severe pain, but felt his waist tighten, and then flew a certain distance in the air, and fell into a big embrace before he could scream.Opening his eyes, he saw a grown man with a cold face.

Looking over the long whip at the waist, there stood a girl in red with pink make-up and jade.

Song Yuyan rescued the little beggar in time, threw him to Luo Cheng, put his arms around his hips, and shouted ferociously: "Enough! Are you going to be shameless? Are you going to kill him?"

The peddler was also in a hurry. Seeing a little girl rushing out suddenly, yelling at himself after saving the wicked little beggar, he immediately pointed at Song Yuyan's nose and said darkly, "You want face? You bastard?" Little bitch, you can't stand looking at men at such a young age, can you?" Hearing his profligate words, the partner beside him booed and laughed loudly.

A few people just moved to the imperial city to do business not long ago, and they are not familiar with many things, and their tempers are very hot.Because of this, they didn't know Song Yuyan, so they laughed at the obscene words and didn't take Song Yuyan seriously.

Luo Cheng's eyes were fixed, he took a step, and wanted to make a move.

Song Yuyan stopped him.His face was ugly.

It turns out that there are still people in this imperial city who don't know her, Song Yuyan. It seems that she is not notorious.

"Crack!"

Pulling back the whip vigorously, the little beggar was scared by the strong wind and shrank into Luo Cheng's arms.

"Are you rich?" Song Yuyan looked at him coldly.

"Of course." The man curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Song Yuyan couldn't look down on this kind of person who was arrogant just because he was rich.In this imperial city, apart from the big shots in the palace, who can be richer than her father?Why hasn't she seen Song Feng being as arrogant and domineering as this stinky man?

Not wanting to waste any more time with him, he swung his whip and slammed it at the peddler.

"Snapped!"

"Ah!" The peddler was caught off guard and was hit straight.Song Yuyan used all her strength, and the sound of the whipping was so loud that the mother and son not far away shivered in fright.

"I'm going! You! Ah!" The man spat out a mouthful of old blood, and just about to say something, Song Yuyan's whip fell again impartially.

There was too much movement, and there were more and more onlookers.

"Let you be defiant!"

"Snapped!"

"You! Ah!"

"Let you speak impolitely!"

"Snapped!"

"Don't! Ah—help—"

"Let you bully the weak!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah! Aunt, aunt——"

"Snapped!"

"what--"

Song Yuyan whipped him ten times so hard that she was out of breath.

The movement became louder, and more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Why is Miss Song doing evil on the street again? Look at that small peddler, tsk tsk, he was beaten really badly."

"It must be that Miss Song can't get used to her again?"

"..."

The unsuspecting crowd around whispered and looked at Song Yuyan with disdain, thinking that her young lady had lost her temper again.

"Say! What did this little beggar do? Tell me clearly, Miss Ben will give you justice!" Song Yuyan pointed at the shivering little beggar and asked.

"He, he stole my gold bars." The man was in so much pain that he couldn't finish his sentence, but he still gritted his teeth because of Song Yuyan's whip.

"I didn't!" Hearing this, the little beggar argued hastily.

"I said yes!" The man panicked for a moment, and stared at the beggar viciously, as if he wanted to force him to admit his crime.

The little beggar trembled in fright, and crawled into Luo Cheng's arms again.

Song Yuyan had a stern face, and just as he was about to say something, a commoner couldn't stand it any longer, and said in pain, "Miss Song, your lord has a lot of people, so let's spare this poor little brother."

"Yes, he is a businessman, and his life is not easy, so you will spare him."

"Yeah yeah……"

"Tch." Song Yuyan snorted coldly with disdain.

It's still the same, these people are still the same.She clearly doesn't know anything and still acts like she cares about others. The impression that she, Song Yuyan, is vulgar and rude has long been ingrained in these people's hearts. Whatever she, Song Yuyan, is wrong, harming others is harming others, and saving others is also harming others.

"Mother, why do they blame the little sister? She just saved the little brother! Are they bad people? Why do they bully the good sister?" Solution.

His mother shook her head, immediately hugged him and left, saying: "Let's not meddle in our own business."

Song Yuyan was surprisingly calm at this time, she didn't want to talk to the ignorant people at all, she wanted to ask more questions, but a cynical voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Hey, you guys are really strange. You just came here, but you just generalized the whole thing when you saw the tip of the iceberg? You don't know what to bark? Dogs?"

The author has something to say:

Everyone please omit the comma in the middle of "Tai, Zu" ^O^