Mr. Flower

Chapter 21 Chapter 20

Picking up the flowered apron laid flat on the big wooden table, Tong Xiang decided to protect the clean clothes on his body first, in case something really happened to stain the clothes later.

The brothers over there originally heard the boss's words and were about to rush over, but saw the ugly man make the move first. I didn't know that his movements were slow by a beat. Now they understood that this guy was wearing an apron. A person who was not determined enough actually laughed out.

"Uncle Master, I'm tired and you can look at some flowers for me. They are all fresh and lovely. If you are in danger, you can grab some..." Tong Xiang bowed to Uncle Pan, who nodded while holding his thermos. He picked up a large bouquet of hydrangeas that he had sent over.

Looking at the attractive hydrangeas, Uncle Pan told Tong Xiang: "Handle lightly, the young man doesn't need to be beaten. If something is broken, we will pay more..."

"Got it!" Tong Xiang straightened the belt of the apron, and neatly tied a bow on the back waist with his hands behind his back.

As soon as this side freed his hand, a tall and thin young man over there punched him with a fist.

"The lower body is loose, the upper limbs are weak, ugly!" Tong Xiang finished his comment with a look of disgust, kicked his left foot to the waist, blocked the punch with his right hand and waved it, a loud slap hit the tall and thin man's face, It also woke up the person who was about to rush over.

While they were in a daze, Tong Xiang stepped to the right, grabbed a young man with dirty braids on his head, pulled him by the skirt of his clothes and pushed him down, knees up, and in the next second, dirty The braided boy hugged his bleeding nose and screamed...

Uncle Pan enthusiastically handed him a tissue and instructed him to raise his arm, saying that it would stop the bleeding quickly.

As long as Uncle Pan was talking, Tong Xiang punched him in the face, then dragged him back and slammed it on the table, another nosebleed...

After instructing the boy with dreadlocks to stop the bleeding, Uncle Pan was upset when he turned around and saw another nosebleed. ..."

"Oh." After replying listlessly, Tong Xiang went straight to the man's nose to change the direction of his fist, hitting the corner of his mouth, this time it was replaced by bleeding gums.

"That's right, just to scare people with some blood, you change to a place where the bleeding is not so much..." After speaking, Uncle Pan reached out to pick up a bouquet of unopened roses. Just after picking them up, a young man was thrown by Tong Xiang He came over and bumped his back against the big solid wood table in their house, and his back hurt even thinking about it.

After this operation, there were not many people standing. Tong Xiang wiped the blood stains on the back of his hands with a flower apron, and finally came to his senses, begging: "Uncle, you will do it later." A proof, these people bullied me..."

"Give it to the police uncle?" Uncle Pan held two large bouquets of flowers in his hands, stepped over the one lying on the ground, put the two large bouquets of flowers on the big table, and asked Young Master Hu, "The old man is going to call the police. What do you say, Young Master Hu?"

"To Mr. Yang..." Why call the police? It's just a little thing, but you can't let Mr. Yang feel that he is a troublemaker. This is not favored yet, and he is about to fall out of favor.

"Okay, okay..." This is very simple, Uncle Pan immediately agreed, and looked back at Hu Nanfeng, meaning that if you asked me just now, Young Master Hu, please answer.

"I..." Hu Nanfeng was used to being arrogant because of the number of people. The first time he saw the other party was alone, he made his brothers submissive. He was a little timid for a while, unable to speak.

Lin Zhongxiao, who caused trouble, was standing far away at the door of the shop, like passing by to watch the excitement.

Tong Xiang beat the fat man in front of him to squat down with a fist, pushed his head to push him away, and walked towards Hu Nanfeng step by step, smiling and amiable.

"Give a gift to Young Master Hu..." He arched his hands together, "Well, look, which one of their brothers is stronger, tell me, borrow it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tall and thin man who fell down first got up, dragged Tong Xiang's solid wood Windsor chair in his hand, and rushed over with a yell...

"This time it's exciting!" Ignoring the time to talk to Hu Nanfeng, Tong Xiang dexterously avoided the legs of the chair and walked parallel to the tall and thin man, helping him with strength with his hands, the solid wood Windsor chair smashed directly to the window... …

I have to say that the quality of the tempered glass ordered by Ms. Ruyi Tong is really good. When I smashed it with so much force, it only cracked and cracked, and it didn't fall off with a crash...

The corners of Tong Xiang's eyes fluttered and he laughed, "Hey...suitable!" After speaking, he only hit the front with his fist, and the tall and thin man fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"Master Hu, do you pay by cash or pay for the lost money?" Hu Nanfeng caught Hu Nanfeng's hand while speaking.

"Brush..." Hu Nanfeng's hands trembled a little.

Tong Xiang thought he was scared, looked at him with a smile and said: "You are the master of the house, I won't hit you... hey?!" After sighing, Tong Xiang easily held the fist that Hu Nanfeng waved towards him, " You can't sneak attack..."

Before the words fell to the ground, Hu Nanfeng had already been slapped firmly on the face, and he was stunned...

Pressing his head with one hand, he pressed it on the big wooden table, "Let's talk about two things..." Tong Xiang raised two fingers with the other hand, looked at Hu Nanfeng with a smile and said, "First, I will talk to Hu Nanfeng. Xiao Xiao of your family has nothing to do with it. Of course, he is very good-looking. If he wants to have something to do with me, I don't mind. Seeing that you are angry, I may not understand it for a while. He Who is he coming to see, I will tell you with good intentions, he is here to see Mr. Yang. This... is Mr. Yang's store, and I am also Mr. Yang's person... Ding ding ding, Have you figured it out yet?"

Hu Nanfeng moved his body, turned his head to look at Tong Xiang with difficulty, "Yang Yiyue?!"

"That's right..." Tong Xiang praised him exaggeratedly.

"Yang Yiyue seduced Lao Tzu's people?!"

As soon as Hu Nanfeng said this, Tong Xiang felt that the praise he had just ordered was in vain, "Why did Mr. Yang seduce your people? It was your people who wanted to seduce Mr. Yang. That Lin Zhongxiao, come here and talk to him." He said who are you looking for..."

Lin Zhongxiao was holding the extremely ugly bunch of hydrangea that Tong Xiang matched for him, and stood motionless at the door of the store, with an interesting expression on his face, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the benefactor.

"Does he owe you money this month?" Tong Xiang admired these two a little bit, and felt that doing something on weekdays should be real, and going to bed would not be fake. Why do you think this relationship is so extreme?Hey, maybe this is true love that ordinary people can't understand...

"No... just watching him being beaten is very happy, hehehe... Hu Nanfeng, I told you earlier that you will not end well if you behave like this. Did you encounter a hard problem today? How does it feel?"

"What do you mean by looking for Yang Yiyue?" Hu Nanfeng struggled harder than before, which made Tong Xiang think about whether to let go.

"Shall I find someone to report to you?" Lin Zhongxiao shook the bouquet in his hand, smiling contentedly.

"Can you fucking change someone? Why does it have to be him?" Hu Nanfeng completely disregarded how ugly he looked now, and started talking about indecent topics with Lin Zhongxiao again.

"He's good-looking..." Lin Zhongxiao was not a good guy either, and he didn't say a word of truth.

Listening to the two of them singing together, Tong Xiang became depressed, let go of Hu Nanfeng's hand, and poked two fingers on his eyes, scaring Hu Nanfeng back a lot, interrupting their true love. Talking: "Second thing, don't call me an ugly man, I am not ugly."

After saying this sentence, Tong Xiang jumped over the one lying on the ground, picked up the mug that he had fallen down, picked it up, borrowed half a glass of water, put it to his mouth, and hadn't taken a sip of water yet. Through the cracked window, I saw a familiar figure getting out of a white car.

The man glanced at Ruyi Flower Shop, then stood still.

Putting down the mug, Tong Xiang happily went out the door.

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Yang Yiyue stood on the sidewalk, with the shady privet tree shadow above his head covering the sun, and a cool breeze blowing through, this place is still very pleasant.

It's just... why was the window smashed?

Originally, he could look into the store without hindrance, but now it is blurred, and with Yang Yiyue's own short-sighted eyes, he can't see clearly what's going on inside.

Just after he was puzzled for five seconds, the store door was pulled open forcefully, and Tong Xiang rushed out with an exaggerated bitter face...

Involuntarily taking a half step back, Yang Yiyue thought to himself: What kind of acting skills is this going to show me again?

"Little Mr. Yang... you're here, people are bullying me... Look, our store has been destroyed, we can't do business anymore, we need to renovate it..."

After rushing to Yang Yiyue with a look of crying out for injustice, he still leaned into Yang Yiyue's arms.

Yang Yiyue straddled halfway to the side, avoiding his big head perfectly, unaffected by his cries of injustice, and asked him calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to hear the good news or the bad news?" Because Mr. Yang was very calm, it was difficult for Tong Xiang to continue performing his one-man show, so he simply gave up. It was rare for him to ask seriously.

"Tell me the bad news first..." Yang Yiyue loosened his tie and took off half of his coat.

Immediately helped him take off the other side, completely removed, Tong Xiang shook the coat and hung it on his arm.

"The bad news is that I beat up the young master of gold who stood up for someone..."

"Hu Nanfeng..."

"I don't know his name. Uncle Pan calls him Young Master Hu..." When he was talking, he saw Yang Yiyue's hair with an unidentifiable flower petal, and raised his hand to take it off for him, "He The one who bullied me first and called me an ugly man is not scolding me, but hitting you in the face..."

"Do you know who you look like when you talk now?" Yang Yiyue saw the blood on his apron, and he probably didn't suffer a loss, most likely because he beat him up, which is indeed bad news.

"Auntie the villain in the novel..." Tong Xiang was very clear about her position.

Satisfied with the answer, Yang Yiyue lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head to look at him and said, "What about the good news?"

"The good news is..." Tong Xiang couldn't help laughing, and after laughing twice, he said seriously: "Successfully prevented Lin Zhongxiao from thinking about you, and stabilized the only canary in my Xiao Yang's family." status……"

"congratulations."

"You're welcome. Let's talk about the bad news, shall we?" Tong Xiang stretched out his hand to support Yang Yiyue's hand, "Do you know what to do?"

"Let's see what it looks like first..."

"What if I get into a catastrophe? Well, how about I tell you a story about becoming a concubine in a rage? It is said that the Qing army wanted to enter the customs..." while holding Mr. Yang's hand Walking in the store, talking in a small mouth.

Yang Yiyue turned his head to look at him, and said, "After entering, you can pull down the shutter door..."

After hearing this, Tong Xiang stopped telling the story of how she became a confidante in anger. Tong Xiang looked at Yang Yiyue, "Just... if you destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces, it may be a bit large..."

"Talk to Young Master Hu in a clean way...that's all..." Yang Yiyue's good mood today was given by Tong Xiang at this moment.

"Yes... I accidentally did something good?" Tong Xiang would put gold on his face.

"If you beat him down..."

"It's okay, you can continue to fight if you are not convinced, until you are convinced..."

Looking at each other, the two raised their legs and stepped up the steps in front of the door together.