As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of being arrogant, and those who are arrogant are afraid of losing their lives.

Li Qingyou's attitude made the gangsters a little frightened, but it was too embarrassing to just leave like this. How could these big men hang out after being scared away by a little girl?

"Tsk, are you a dry little girl worthy of being teased by our brothers?" A rogue sneered, trying to look confident, "On the other hand, you are trying to hurt someone with a weapon, so I will take you.

We are here to protect ourselves."

The one who spoke was obviously the one who spoke, and several others followed suit eagerly, "Yes, we are not afraid of reporting officers, we are protecting ourselves."

The weakling who had been silent stood up and straightened his thin chest, "Then let's report it to the official and see who is confusing right and wrong, humiliating people in the street, bullying the minority with the advantage of many, molesting women of the people, and trying to slander me.

According to the laws of Daliang, anyone who gathers a crowd to bully others will be punished with ten strokes of the cane, and anyone who molests a female citizen will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane."

With Li Qingyou charging forward, the weak chicken also changed his previous meek nature, spoke impassionedly, argued with reason, and transformed into a fighting chicken among the weak chickens.

The expressions of several rogues changed.

Li Qingyou raised his eyebrows, this weak-tongued person is quite powerful.

The weakling turned to Li Qingyou again, cupped his fists, and said: "Girl, please relax, the scholar is willing to bear witness for the girl."

Li Qingyou raised her lips and smiled, then looked at the crowd and weighed the kitchen knife in her hand, "You call this a murder weapon? Then let me ask you, who doesn't have a kitchen knife at home? According to you, you all hide the murder weapon. Do you want to rebel?

?"

All the gangsters were dumbfounded, and still, you still want to play like this?

The weakling also looked at Li Qingyou with dumbfounded eyes. Finally, he understood that his father often said that he should not argue with women. It was a wise saying. He could be said to be unreasonable so confidently. It was a great gain for him.

While he was stunned, he suddenly heard Li Qingyou ask him, "Dare I ask this scholar, is there anything in the law that prohibits people from carrying a kitchen knife on the street?"

The weakling is busy answering no.

"That's right." Li Qingyou looked at the gangsters with a smile, "I haven't broken any laws, why are you suing me?"

"That's right." The weakling stood up again, "There is nothing wrong with this girl's behavior, and she did not hurt you. Even if she did, you brought it on yourself. I am willing to testify in court, please ask the county magistrate.

Arbitrary."

Although the two met for the first time, they worked together flawlessly.

Each one sang and one harmonized, each one made a sound and well-founded statement, and one person fought the rogue to the end, with a life-threatening attitude, causing the gang of rogues to retreat step by step, speechless.

After all, they are just small gangsters in the village. They are neither gangsters, copycat bandits, nor desperadoes. They have a thief's heart but not the courage, but they just want to take advantage of words.

But he was unwilling to leave just like that, so the leader dropped a classic saying, "This matter is not over yet, you just wait."

Then he led a few rabble to play Yazi Dian'er.

Until then, Li Qingyou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the scholar wiping his sweat, looking exhausted, and was speechless.

She had no ability to stand up for herself, but she should really thank him for standing up for herself.

Thinking of this, Li Qingyou thanked the other party.

"Girl, you're welcome. Speak out when you see injustice. This is the duty of a scholar. A scholar is just doing his duty." The weakling also calmed down at this moment and regained his sour and Confucian air.

"No matter what, I still have to thank you." Li Qingyou smiled brightly.

Although this weakling doesn't have enough strength, he is quite good at talking and talking. If it weren't for him, those gangsters might not be so easy to get rid of. Especially when he helped her out regardless of his own safety, it was really touching.

The girl's face was fair, her big eyes were watery, and there were little stars twinkling inside them. She looked a little shy and looked away quickly.

Suddenly an embarrassing sound broke the delicate atmosphere.

The weakling's face instantly turned red, his eyes averted, and he covered his face with his sleeves. He was simply ashamed to see others.

Li Qingyou chuckled, took the bag from the donkey cart, which contained the dry food she brought, took out a cereal cake and handed it over, "Here."

The weakling's face was exposed from behind his sleeves, and his face was dripping with blood. He hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, no."

It's simply embarrassing.

Li Qingyou rolled his eyes, "Is it more important to have face or to be hungry?"

The weakling made a move, but still kept his head hidden and refused to come out.

"Why are you talking about saving face if you starve to death?" Li Qingyou said in a rough and rude way, "A person can only think about other things when he is alive. Think about it carefully."

Maybe he was moved by Li Qingyou's words, or maybe he just couldn't bear the hunger anymore, so he took over the whole grain cake.

Li Qingyou pulled out another piece of kraft paper, picked up a piece of tofu on it, and put the chili sauce and a piece of pickles brought from home on the tofu and handed it over, "Eat it."

Seeing the weakling holding cereal cakes and tofu in his hands, looking at a loss, Li Qingyou's face was covered with black lines, he really was a useless scholar.

I looked around, went to the roadside, folded a branch, peeled off the bark, exposed the tender white branches, and folded it in half to make a simple chopstick.

The weakling burst into tears of gratitude. It was freezing outside and the food was as cold as ice, but his heart was warm.

"I'm really hungry and eating chaff is as sweet as honey." The weak chicken looked very polite when eating, took a small bite and expressed his gratitude again.

Li Qingyou waved her hand, "Okay, don't be sour."

After looking at the sky, it was already noon, I took out the remaining multi-grain pastry and took a bite.

"Well……"

The tooth almost broke.

Li Qingyou glanced at the cereal cake in his hand, and then at the sweet and fragrant chicken that he was nibbling in small bites. Not to mention, his teeth were really good, and he was worthy of speaking out.

No, it's iron teeth.

Sensing Li Qingyou's gaze, the weakling smiled and said, "That's pretty strong."

Li Qingyou, "..."

It's quite strong when it comes out of the pot, but after it cools down it's almost like a stone. I'm sure it will hit someone's head immediately.

The surroundings were choked with air-conditioning. Li Qingyou pointed in the direction of the county road ahead, "I remember there is a tea stall over there, let's go there to eat."

The two went to the tea stall, where there were three or five passers-by drinking large bowls of tea for a penny, and an old man was carrying boiling water and filling people with water.

"Old man, can I trade you two pieces of tofu for two bowls of tea?" Li Qingyou handed over the two pieces of tofu with a smile, took the two bowls of tea and handed one to the weak chicken, and the two of them finished their lunch with hot tea.

After dinner and tea, the two parted ways.

"The girl's kindness for a meal is unforgettable to the scholar. I will definitely repay you when we meet in the future." The weakling bowed to the ground.
Chapter completed!