Flash Marriage with a Stoic Officer: Spoiled Rotten as a Sweet ’70s Army Wife
Flash Marriage with a Stoic Officer: Spoiled Rotten as a Sweet ’70s Army Wife Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The salesperson’s voice was so sharp and shrill that it frightened Bao Huihua so much that her thin shoulders shrank.

Qiao Baozhu knew that the eight great officials of this era were all arrogant and looked down on others all day long.

But no matter how awesome you are, you can’t just call a customer a beggar! That’s too disrespectful!

Qiao Baozhu was furious and walked up to the salesperson to argue with him.

Before I even took a step out, I heard crying behind me, “Wow… We are not beggars, you are the bad woman…”

Qiao Baozhu turned around curiously and saw two little girls with tattered clothes and messy hair stuck together.

The younger one was crying loudly at the top of his lungs, and the slightly older girl next to him was shouting out the door with a red face.

“Brother, this bastard called us beggars.”

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, a little boy about ten years old rushed in. The little boy held a handful of dirt in each hand and threw it at the salesperson while cursing.

Dust suddenly flew up from the fabric counter, making people cough.

The salesperson covered his mouth and coughed, pointing at the little boy and cursing hysterically, “Ahem, ahem, you little bastard, you dare to throw dirt on me.”

After cursing a few times, the salesperson realized something was wrong, sniffed and his face changed drastically.

“What’s that smelly?”

Qiao Baozhu was not far from the counter and noticed the foul odor in the air almost at the same time as the salesperson.

The salesman scraped a little of the sticky stuff off his sleeve with his fingers, put it to his nose and sniffed it, then let out a sharp roar.

“Ah!!! Is this my dad?… Ugh!”

The little boy spreading the dirt, with his hands on his hips, laughed out loud: “This is your grandpa’s boy’s urine mixed with poop mud, hahahaha!”

“Who told you to call us poor guys just now? Let me eat your grandfather’s shit to let you know how powerful we are.”

Everyone in the supply and marketing cooperative was dumbfounded; no one had ever seen such a scene.

Even the most ignorant kid wouldn’t dare to throw dirt into the supply and marketing cooperative. This kid actually peed and shit while alive. He has no manners at all.

There was no trace of arrogance on the salesperson’s face. He looked at the dusty fabric and scraped the dirt off it while crying in despair.

The fat manager of the supply and marketing cooperative was the first to react. He jumped out from behind the counter, pinned the little boy who was throwing dirt to the ground, and slapped him twice in the face.

“Why did you hit my son?”

A woman in her early thirties rushed in and saw her son being beaten. She was so anxious that she tried her best to pull the fat manager.

The fat manager squinted his eyes at the parents of the naughty child, and with a sullen face, he told the woman what had just happened.

The three naughty kids were wearing ragged clothes, looking dirty like wild kids, but their mother was dressed very sleekly, wearing a light green turtleneck sweater, black corduroy pants, and small leather shoes.

This group of four, mother and her two children, looks awkward no matter how you look at them.

Qiao Baozhu stared at them in a daze, feeling as if she had seen this scene somewhere before.

She tilted her head to recall carefully, and her arm was pulled hard. Qiao Baozhu lowered her head, and her adoptive mother Bao Huihua pointed to the door anxiously.

‘If you can’t buy fabric, look elsewhere.’

Looking at her adoptive mother’s sign language, Qiao Baozhu nodded, took Bao Huihua’s arm, and walked out with a smile.

When she was about to reach the door, Qiao Baozhu subconsciously glanced at the child’s mother who was debating with the fat manager of the supply and marketing cooperative.

A light bulb suddenly lit up in my head, and I instantly understood why I felt a sense of familiarity.

A mother who is well-dressed, speaks in a tactful manner, holds her head high but is always full of grievances, and three dirty, uneducated, naughty children who can’t speak without swearing.

This group was what Qiao Baozhu had seen in her previous life. They were Bai Hongmei and her three bandit children.

Bai Hongmei, the widow of Shen Xiao’s comrade-in-arms.

In the previous life, Shen Xiao had been helping this mother and her four children, and Qiao Xifeng and Shen Xiao had been quarreling over this for their entire lives.

Qiao Baozhu stopped and turned back to look at Bai Hongmei carefully.

Qiao Xifeng said that Bai Hongmei is the cinnabar mole on Shen Xiao’s heart, and also the white moonlight in his dreams.

Qiao Baozhu didn’t care about Shen Xiao’s relationship with this woman. But when she thought about the inevitable contact with her in the future, Qiao Baozhu couldn’t help but stay to watch the fun.

“The police are coming! The police are coming!”

The fat manager of the supply and marketing cooperative argued with Bai Hongmei for a long time, and other people in the supply and marketing cooperative had already called the police from the police station.

“What’s going on?”

On the way here, the salesmen from the supply and marketing cooperative had already told the police the whole story.

After the public security comrades learned about the situation, their attitude towards Bai Hongmei became very cold.

“Comrade Public Security, it was this kid who used the mud mixed with poop to stain all the fabrics in our supply and marketing cooperative.”

“His mother doesn’t care about the child, doesn’t want to compensate, insults me, and wants to run away with this little bastard. This family is so unreasonable and unruly, it’s like a den of bandits.”

Bai Hongmei was panting heavily, “You, you vicious man. You evil people are the first to complain!”

The public security comrade looked at Bai Hongmei’s exquisite attire, and then looked at the three children hugging each other.

He frowned and asked in a cold voice: “Comrade, please don’t insult others. Comrade, are these three children your children?”

When the three naughty kids saw the police coming, they were so scared that they trembled and hugged each other and cried.

When she heard the police questioning her, she admitted it herself without waiting for Bai Hongmei to speak: “Mom, we are afraid…”

Bai Hongmei blushed, smoothed her hair, lowered her head and nodded very weakly: “It’s my child.”

“How can you be a mother? How can you let your child throw dirt into someone else’s supply and marketing cooperative?”

Bai Hongmei turned pale and quickly explained: “Comrade Public Security, that’s not the case. My children are usually very honest. They did something like this for a reason.”

“I just brought my children here to buy cloth for them to make clothes. Unexpectedly, the salesperson looked down on us and thought that I couldn’t afford the cloth. He said we were beggars and chased us away.”

The salesperson at the fabric counter came over angrily with half a piece of navy blue fabric.

“Comrade Public Security, that’s not the case! This woman picked the most expensive flowered serge for herself, but when it came time to pick fabric for her three children, she insisted on buying the cheapest spun fabric.”

“Who doesn’t know that recycled fabric is the worst material? It’s rough and prickly, and it will break if scratched. I just said a few words. Children wear the most clothes, so if you want to buy clothes, don’t buy such inferior clothes for them.”

“The woman was not happy about it. She said it was her children’s clothes and she could dress them in whatever she wanted.”

“I’m a mother too. I saw her three children wearing tattered clothes while she herself was dressed up so neatly. I didn’t like it. When I said a few honest words, she scolded me for my poor service attitude and said I looked down on her because she was poor.”

The salesperson tried hard to shirk responsibility and refused to admit that his service attitude was bad, but we are not blind and we all know what kind of person the salesperson is.

But she was right about one thing, Bai Hongmei was indeed not a very good mother.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, the mother wears good clothes herself, but buys the worst recycled cloth for her child. I’m really surprised. I’ve never heard of this before.”

“She also painted her eyebrows and eyes, and dressed like a fairy. She must be a stepmother.”

“My stepmother wouldn’t dare to be so blatant. I’m afraid she’s a kidnapper, right?”

The fat manager’s eyes lit up, and he pointed at Bai Hongmei and shouted, “Comrade Public Security, I suspect this woman is a kidnapper!”

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