Chapter 4281 The Tiger Descends the Mountain
“If you don’t want to ask for money, get out of here and don’t block my way!” A few more beggars came over from the other side and pushed Erya and her daughter to the ground. Went aside.
Then they also crowded forward and took out broken bowls to beg for money...
Erya Niang quickly took Erya to the eaves of a nearby shop, leaned down and hugged Erya In his arms, he gently caressed Erya's head.
In the cold wind, the woman's face turned pale from the cold, but Erya's face was red from crying.
The surroundings were so noisy that Erya's cries were instantly drowned out by the noise. After the 'big man' on the carriage paid out the reward, he seemed to have accomplished a great meritorious deed, sat in the carriage, and left surrounded by the servants. .
The beggars here are also looking for the next target with the few coins they have.
No one will pay attention to Erya crying on the roadside, and no one will lend a helping hand to the mother and daughter.
They are all poor people struggling in the mud at the bottom. Their own cow's tail cannot cover their own cow's butt. If they want to survive, they can only abandon the best and brightest part of human nature. Look at the world with indifferent eyes.
“Let’s go and take a look.” Yang Ruoqing told Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang nodded, restarted the carriage and walked toward the intersection.
Hearing the sound of the carriage rolling over, they came over. They had just finished fighting for begging. The beggars who were enjoying the fruits of victory suddenly brightened up when they saw the approaching carriage. .
You must be a rich person to be able to ride in a carriage.
Except for a driver, there are no servants around to block it. It seems that this wave is getting started.
The eyes of these beggars were shining, and they all hurriedly emerged from every corner like cats smelling fish, and then swarmed towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's carriage.
This made Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting in the carriage, feel a sudden chill on her back.
This momentum... is like a tiger descending from the mountain, a hungry tiger pounces on food!
If these people were all old, weak, sick and disabled, it would be acceptable.
However, most of these beggars who rushed towards them were strong men with sound limbs and free movement. When they pushed women and children, they were full of strength and their faces were full of ferocity.
This reminded Yang Ruoqing of Wang Xiaoliu and Fatty Zhao whom he met at the county night market years ago.
One works as a waiter in a rice store, and the other works hard at the dock to help people unload goods. No matter how much money they earn, at least Wang Xiaoliu and Fatty Zhao can stand up like men and support their families.
What about the men in front of me? It's so shameful for a tall guy with good hands and feet to become a beggar, grabbing three melons and two dates with the old, weak, sick and disabled!
Seeing that this group of people was about to rush in front of the carriage and surround it, the horses began to feel frightened. At this moment, Luo Fengtang suddenly stopped the carriage, and he swept his eyes sharply over the people in front of him. All beggars.
Sitting in the back, Yang Ruoqing could only see Luo Fengtang's cold back, but not his eyes.
However, she could clearly feel the cold air and murderous aura released from him at this moment.
She couldn't help but hold her breath, a little shocked.
The beggars stopped one after another.
They suddenly didn't dare to step forward, as if the front of the carriage was covered by an invisible and intangible air-conditioning cover. They didn't dare to step forward, but they were unwilling to do so, so they pushed the people beside them one after another. Others came forward first.
"The disturber, die!"
Luo Fengtang directly showed the dagger in his boot.
Only in the military camp, he would wear armor and sword. At home, he usually wore home clothes made by Yang Ruoqing.
In his words, it is comfortable, irons well, and is full of love from his wife when worn on his body. But due to years of habit, I always carry a dagger for self-defense.
This dagger has been on the battlefield with him and killed enemies.
As soon as the dagger came out, the murderous aura immediately shocked the beggars.
They were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and some hurriedly hid under the eaves of the side houses and around the corners of the houses, watching from a distance.
In the blink of an eye, there was no one next to the carriage.
Luo Fengtang took back the dagger, got out of the carriage, and then personally opened the curtain of the carriage for Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing smiled at him: "Now you have frightened these beggars. The way they looked at you before was like looking at a murderer. They were all frightened."
Luo Fengtang also smiled, "Yes, I did kill people, but I killed people who deserved to be killed."
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "My Tang Yazi is so powerful and domineering!"
Is this... considered a compliment? Luo Fengtang raised his hand and scratched his head, feeling speechless.
Yang Ruoqing had already supported his arm, jumped slightly from the carriage, and landed firmly on the ground.
"Just wait for me here. I'll go over and say hello to the mother and daughter." Yang Ruoqing said.
Luo Fengtang nodded and watched Yang Ruoqing walk towards the intersection ahead.
At the intersection ahead, Erya stood there raising her hands and rubbing her eyes, still sobbing.
Er Ya Niang stood in front of Er Ya, coaxing her softly. Because her back was facing Yang Ruoqing, the mother and daughter did not know what had just happened.
Until she heard footsteps behind her, and then someone tapped her shoulder lightly, Erya Niang turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing standing behind her, and was stunned for a moment.
Looks familiar, I’ve seen it somewhere before, but suddenly I can’t remember it!
Erya reacted quickly. Looking at Yang Ruoqing, she exclaimed in surprise: "Good-hearted Bodhisattva Empress!"
Erya Niang suddenly came to her senses. Yes, yes, it was the kind-hearted girl yesterday who gave them a plush blanket and two packs of snacks.
“Look at my memory, I didn’t recognize the noble man for a moment!” Er Ya Niang said, and quickly took a step back, pretending to kneel down.
Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand to support the woman and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't have to be so polite. Let's stand and talk."
The woman stood in a polite manner. At this time, she I also saw Luo Fengtang standing next to the carriage over there.
Luo Fengtang had a stern look on his face, and his eyes were even colder and deeper. The woman felt an inexplicable chill on her body, she smiled cautiously and quickly looked away.
"Sister, where are you two going?" the woman asked proactively.
Because she saw Yang Ruoqing leaning over to talk to Erya, with a friendly smile on her face, she seemed to like children very much, and the woman relaxed a little.
Hearing the woman's question, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyes and glanced at her, saying, "My man and I are doing some errands from Xujiacun, and we are going back to our own village today."
"Oh, that's right!" The woman nodded in understanding.
Yang Ruoqing stood up straight and asked the woman: "Sister-in-law, don't you have a home? Why did you come out to beg for money with the beggars?"
(End of this chapter)