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Chapter 3
"You are not allowed to sit, this is my stool."
Accompanied by the little fat man's movements, the sharp child's voice also sounded at the same time.
Fei Hao didn't mind if he didn't mind, and was immediately pushed down by the man with the stool.
The moment Fei Hao almost fell to the ground, Fei Ran grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms in time.
He stabilized Fei Hao's body and pulled him behind him.
His face sank slightly.
He walked towards the little fat man, stretched out his hand, and picked him up directly.
"look for a job?"
The little fat man was lifted up in the air by his collar, his short and fat limbs were like a fluttering goose.
However, he was not very afraid.
He often hears his mother say bad things about Feiran. In his eyes, Fei Ran is a useless thing. He doesn't think Fei Ran really dares to do anything to him.
"Old bachelor, put me down quickly, be careful that I will let my mother beat you to death, that is my stool..."
On the way back, Li Cuijuan asked the little fat man to take the stool. He usually does this a lot, and it is always beneficial. Those adults usually don't care about him.
Although he is being held by Fei Ran now, he has not forgotten to move the stool back.
The woman outside heard her son's voice, and also stepped in a few steps.
When she saw Fei Ran carrying her son up in the air, the woman instantly became angry: "Feiran, you are shameless, you actually bully a child, let go of my son, or I will scratch your stinky face today."
The shrill voice of the woman was harsh.
Fei Ran took a look at her, she was a resident in the row to the west, surnamed Li, called Li Cuijuan, usually like to take advantage of others.
If he remembered correctly, the stools in the yard should all belong to the original owner.
Yuanshen is alone in Fei's house, and he doesn't need those stools. Usually, when people come to chat in the yard, they like to move stools from Yuanshen's house.
Yuanshen didn't care about his muddled life, Li Cuijuan and the little fat man took advantage of this to sneak along a lot of stools from Fei's house.
Now that Fei Ran is here, he doesn't have a good temper.
"Yo, when did my stool belong to your family? Why don't I know."
Fei Ran squinted at Li Cuijuan, and shook the little fat man in his hand.
"If you steal as many as you want, send them back to me. Since we are all neighbors, I don't care about your theft."
In the air, the little fat man swung wildly several times, feeling like he was about to be thrown out several times.
Only then did the little fat man start to get scared, and his face turned pale. Tears slowly gathered in his eyes, and finally, he couldn't help but let out a howl:
"Mom, mom! Save me, save me! Huh..."
Li Cuijuan became even angrier when she heard her son crying.
But even though she was annoyed, she didn't believe that Fei Ran could really do anything to Xiaobao, after all Fei Ran was such a wimp every day, at most he was just bluffing.
She pointed at Fei Ran's nose and began to scold: "Feiran, you bastard, let go of my little treasure, everyone can't see you if you look up, you still care about a few broken stools, the child is not sensible, just move it to play, it's useful Is this on the line?"
"You are such a big man, you are relentless for a few stools, the child is still young, what's wrong with letting him play, just let him go..."
Fei Ran didn't bother to beep, "Isn't it still?"
No longer waiting for Li Cuijuan to babble, Fei Ran flicked her hand away.
In an instant, two shocking screams sounded in the yard.
One was the little fat man's frightened scream, and the other was Li Cuijuan's frightened scream. The two voice-breaking sounds intertwined and exploded, as loud as to shatter a person's eardrum.
At high altitude, the little fat man flew to the top and fell quickly, like a kite with a broken string, falling head-down.
Li Cuijuan rushed over screaming, trying to catch her son.
But because of the distance, she could only watch her son smash to the ground with eyes wide open.
The moment the little fat man's head was almost touching the ground, Fei Ran stretched out his hand, and grabbed the little fat man's collar with difficulty.
The little fat man swayed a few times while hanging upside down, his black hair scraping the dust from the ground.
Fei Hao, who had been watching this scene, was covered in cold sweat, almost...
He reached out to grab Fei Ran's sweater, moved his lips, and wanted to say forget it.
However, before he could speak, Li Cuijuan rushed over, hugged the frightened little fat man into her arms, and coaxed anxiously: "Be good, baby, it's all right, mom..."
"—Wow, wow!"
The little fat man, who realized what he had just experienced, let out a violent howl that shook the mountains and rivers.
Li Cuijuan was heartbroken, but she couldn't coax her well for a while, and finally she directed all her anger at Fei Ran: "You bastard, bastard, god damn it, you have no fucking thing for having a son, you will die badly." Dog Dong..."
Li Cuijuan scolded without pause.
Fei Ran stood where he was, without even moving his brows.
He looked at Liu Xiaobao, who was crying less and less, clasped his ears, stretched out his feet casually, picked up a stool and held it in his hand, then narrowed his eyes and pointed in Liu Xiaobao's direction, and said, "Bring back my stool."
There was a posture that Liu Xiaobao would be finished if he didn't return the stool.
Li Cuijuan scolded for a moment, as if someone had strangled her neck, and suddenly fell silent.
Liu Xiaobao's crying also paused for a moment, and then he went straight into Li Cuijuan's arms in fright.
He is now afraid when he sees Feiran, and the shadow that Fei Ran has created on his mind will probably not be erased for a while.
Li Cuijuan was still for a moment, and then suddenly burst into tears: "Come here, come and see this murderer, a scoundrel who bullies women and children..."
Hearing his mother's voice, the little fat man trembled and ripped his mother's clothes. He didn't want Li Cuijuan to scold him anymore, he was afraid of being beaten.
Fei Ran seemed unable to hear or see the miserable scene.
He stretched out his hand to pull Fei Hao over, pointing leisurely at the miserable mother and son sitting on the ground, "Son, you see, next time whoever bullies you, you bully him back like this, if you can't beat him, come back to me, I will help you."
Fei Hao: ...
He looked at the two people who were crying with snot and tears on the ground, and looked at Fei Ran who was talking to him seriously.
For a time the wind was messy.
Finally, he tore off his clothes a few times, signaling him to forget it.
Feeling his pull, Fei Ran reached out and patted his head lightly.
Then he glanced at the miserable duo in the yard, "My ear hurts from howling, for Xiaohao's sake, I don't care about your cursing, go, and bring back all the stools in my house."
Fei Ran impatiently raised the stool in his hand, as if if Li Cuijuan was disobedient, he would throw the stool over.
Li Cuijuan shrank her neck in fright, and ran into the house without looking back while holding her son.
Now she didn't realize that Fei Ran didn't dare to take a serious action, for fear that Fei Ran would smash it if he said so.
It's crazy.
"Boom, boom."
Li Cuijuan quickly threw two mahogany stools out of the room.
However, she didn't forget to throw it away and scolded in a low voice: "Who cares about your broken stool, bullies the child for a stool, deserves your wife to steal someone, sloppy bastard, just wait for me, wait for my man to come back, See if he doesn't clean you up."
Fei Ran looked at the two stools on the ground, raised his voice without thinking, "There's more, hurry up."
The scolding in the room stopped for a moment, and two more objects were thrown out with a bang, including a chair in good condition.
Fei Ran looked at the three stools and one chair on the ground, smacked his lips, and he just exploded it casually.
Sure enough, it was Li Cuijuan.
"Go pick up the things and drag them home." Fei Ran turned to Fei Hao and said.
Fei Hao walked over in two or three steps, and quickly put the stool away.
This was originally his family's stool. Li Cuijuan scolded her so badly that she couldn't give her the stool even if she gave it away.
How could this person take other people's things and still be so confident, Fei Hao was a little angry.
He was like a penguin, with both arms not free, and he moved the stool home with a bang.
Fei Hao just finished moving the stool.
Then I heard Fei Ran say: "The living room and the kitchen will be handed over to you. Clean them up. If you don't clean them up, you will save a meal at night."
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