Chapter 133 Mother is so awesome
He Jiuniang was just guessing at first, but she didn't expect that it was actually given to Mrs. Sun. She was even more pleased. She felt that her son was so sensible and Mrs. Sun had not loved him in vain all these years.

"It's great. Since I bought it for grandma, I can't miss it for grandpa, do you understand?"

"Yeah, but I don't know what to buy for grandpa."

The little guy was a little embarrassed. This was his first time buying gifts for his family and he had little experience.

"Then let's go around again!"

He Jiuniang didn't think of buying anything for Old Man Lu for a moment. Anyway, she wouldn't go back yet until she saw it.

The two of them bought a lot of food, but it was really hard to get it, so He Jiuniang took the puppy to a teahouse to listen to books, sit and rest, and consume all the things they bought.

The storyteller tells the story of some popular story books nowadays. In this era, few people are literate, and even fewer people have money to buy story books to read. However, there are still many people who are willing to spend money to drink tea and listen to books. In the teahouse It was lively and full of people.

He Jiuniang spent money, and the waiter took her upstairs. The prices upstairs were expensive, but she could see clearly.

Mother and son got a seat by the window. It was the first time for the puppy to see such a scene, so he sat on the edge and listened very seriously.

Today we are talking about the picture book of the investigation of the case. The case is complicated and confusing. The storyteller is very good and the story is very vivid. The people present listen to it with gusto.

"Mom, that man is so pitiful!"

After listening, the puppy sighed slightly, and He Jiuniang was puzzled: "Huh?"

"The man was killed by her husband."

Xiao Qiao'er frowned and tried to figure out the case very seriously.

He Jiuniang knew that her son was smart, so she deliberately guided him and said, "Huh? Can you tell me what you think?"

"The deceased's husband showed his flaws and his behavior was somewhat abnormal."

"Well, then what?"

"His wife died in a tragic manner. He was not sad when he saw the body, but kept emphasizing that he was not at the scene. Isn't this strange?"

Xiao Xiaoer raised his head and looked at He Jiuniang. Although he was young, he also knew that it was inappropriate for a woman to be half-clothed. Any normal person would have protected his wife's body first, at least covering it with something, but The husband in the book looked sad, but he had no intention of protecting his wife's body, and even wanted to cut off the relationship at one point.

He Jiuniang smiled and did not answer his question, but asked: "Then what do you think?"

"This man killed his wife, but he still pretended not to know and looked very heartbroken. This man is really bad!"

He clenched his little fists and looked very angry.

As a child, it was already very difficult for him to see so many flaws. People are unpredictable. Although he didn't know much, he insisted that the man was the murderer of his wife.

He Jiuniang does not make any judgments. Although her son is still young, he has the ability to think independently, which is a good thing.

The storyteller continued to talk, and the mother and son listened attentively, but they did not realize that several men at the table next to them had been paying attention to them for a while.

He Jiuniang is fair-skinned and beautiful, with an exquisite appearance. She has no makeup on her face, but she is still bright and radiant. If it were not for her hair being combed into a woman's bun, it would be impossible to tell that she is married.

There is also the baby girl next to her, whose pink and dimple appearance is very outstanding. She can analyze the details of such a case at a young age, and it is difficult not to attract the attention of others.

"Kid, do you really think the murderer will be the deceased's husband?"

A man came over and stood next to Xiao Xiao'er without hesitation. He was talking to Xiao Xiao'er, but his eyes were fixed on He Jiuniang. The surprise and malicious intent in his eyes were very obvious.The puppy was listening attentively when he saw this man sitting over inexplicably. He was very unhappy and ignored him, but leaned towards He Jiuniang.

He felt that this man was not a good person.

He Jiuniang hugged her son with one hand and took a slow sip of tea with the other. Her tone was very relaxed and normal: "I only give you one chance to sit back in your own seat."

"Oh, what this little lady says is quite interesting. This teahouse is not owned by your family. Why can't I sit here?"

The other party obviously didn't take He Jiuniang's words to heart. What kind of waves could a woman with a child make?
Little Dog frowned and said, "We spent money!"

"Hahaha, the money you spent is not yours. I just want to sit here!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his legs and planned to sit here and not leave.

He Jiuniang poured all the remaining tea in the cup on his face, grabbed the man's hair before he could react, and slammed his head on the table.

The man was dizzy from this action, and just as he was about to call for help, a foot stepped on his face.

He Jiuniang held the hot teapot in front of his eyes, her voice still relaxed and calm: "I said, you only have one chance."

After saying that, scalding tea was poured on the man's mouth, and a sound like a butchering pig was heard.

"Ah! What are you doing? Why don't you come and save me?"

"Let me go, you stinky bitch, do you know who I am?"

"Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! I don't dare anymore! I don't dare anymore!"

In a short period of time, the man changed his words several times.

The dog stared dumbfoundedly at his mother teaching the bad guy a lesson, with a cautious look in his eyes.

Mother is so awesome!

When he goes back, he must work harder and strive to become as powerful as his mother as soon as possible!
The movement on the second floor disturbed everyone else who was concentrating on listening to the book. Even the storyteller stopped and looked over. Unexpectedly, someone would make trouble in the teahouse.

Everyone looked closely and saw that it was a good-looking woman stepping on a man, with a faint smile on her beautiful face, but she poured boiling tea on the man's mouth unceremoniously.

The man bared his teeth and screamed in pain. Several people next to him tried to step forward to help, but were kicked away by the woman. Her movements were so smooth and smooth that people couldn't help but applaud in admiration.

"Oh!"

The teapot was placed heavily on the table. He Jiuniang clapped her hands in disgust, turned around and went downstairs with the puppy.

Those men didn't dare to step forward to stop her, and could only watch her leave.

However, He Jiuniang did not leave directly. Instead, she took the dog to find the storyteller, gave him a few pennies, and asked in a low voice: "May I ask sir, is the murderer the husband of the deceased?"

The storyteller hadn't recovered from the scene just now, thinking that He Jiu Niang was here to trouble him, but who knew that this was the question he asked.

Seeing the puzzlement in the storyteller's eyes, He Jiuniang explained: "I'm really sorry. I wanted to take my children and listen to it before leaving, but now I'm disturbed. My son guessed that the murderer might be the husband of the deceased, so it's inevitable Let the child leave regrets and ask questions rashly."

(End of this chapter)

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