The First Son-in-law

When the knife turned red, the conscience of the onlookers seemed to be awakened, and though they did not do anything, they had already begun to condemn their actions with their mouths.    

    

"Stinking brat, meddling in other people's business." The man holding the knife glared fiercely at Qin Feng. He looked at the people around him. The two knew that they couldn't continue like this. Let's not talk about the business first. It would be a good thing if they were not put into the police station.    

    

Seemingly, the two of them started to close the stall.    

    

"You guys let them go!" The old man was really stubborn. When he saw the two of them were about to leave, he shook off Qin Feng's hand. He took a step forward and grabbed the cage tightly.    

    

Qin Feng tightly held onto his injured hand and helplessly shook his head. This old man was really unreasonable. Nowadays, there are too many people killing people. You can save this, but can you save all of them?    

    

"Old man, are you f * cking courting death?" One of the men was really angry. He pushed the old man to the ground with his big hand and carried the iron cage to the car not far away.    

    

"Don't go..." The old man struggled to get up. However, the fall just now was not light. He tried several times but could not get up.    

    

"Wrap it up first." Qin Feng wanted to pull the old man, but he found his hand was still bleeding. The most depressing thing was that he didn't have anything to bandage. At this moment, a pair of hands handed over a white handkerchief. Qin Feng paid him a visit. It was a woman in her thirties. She had a pair of large eyes and a pair of affectionate eyes. Her short hair, which was in sync with her ears, seemed very capable.    

    

"Thank you." Qin Feng did not have time to appreciate it. He reached out to take it.    

    

"Let me do it," he said. The woman put the bag on her arm on the ground and pulled Qin Feng's injured hand over with her delicate hand. She was close. A faint fragrance drifted into Qin Feng's nose, making him savor the aftertaste for a long time. However, this happy moment was too short. While he was still savoring the aftertaste, he had finished bandaging the wound.    

    

"Grandpa, let him go!" After thanking the woman, Qin Feng went forward and pulled the old man up. "This is a social phenomenon. One person alone can't solve any problems."    

    

"Young man, no, we must stop them. Do you see that?" The old man pointed at the cage with the dog, trembling. "They are crying. They are asking for our help."    

    

Qin Feng looked at the old man's hand. He really saw some shiny things in the eyes of a few dogs. However, Qin Feng still felt helpless. They relied on this to make a living. If you forcefully cut off their path to wealth. Although you were kind, they still wanted to survive, right?    

    

Seeing the pity in the old man's eyes, Qin Feng felt that this gang had to be helped. Helplessly, he could only let the old man stand on his own and walk towards the car.    

    

"How much are these things worth? I'll give you money. You can let them go." In this day and age, money was the best thing to use. As long as it was used, there were very few things that could not be done.    

    

When they heard that Qin Feng wanted to buy everything, the two men's attitudes immediately changed 180 degrees. "Brother, it's better that you know the rules. Let's do it this way. Seeing that you are also showing your love, I will give you a discount. 5,000 dollars. Take 5,000 dollars. These things are all up to you."    

    

Five thousand dollars was still a discount. Qin Feng took a deep breath. In his opinion, these things were only worth a thousand dollars. Two thousand at most, and now they're asking for five thousand. Isn't that a bit too much?    

    

"Two thousand, not a single cent more!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth and said.    

    

"Go and have your Spring and Autumn dream." The man's face darkened. "I can sell them for ten thousand yuan if I clean them up. I'll give you five thousand yuan as a discount, but you still don't know how to appreciate my kindness. Get lost!"    

    

"Who are you scolding?!" Qin Feng's face fell. What he hated the most was being scolded, not to mention himself.    

    

"What's wrong with scolding you? I'm going to beat you up." The man waved the knife in his hand. "If you get angry, let the knife go in and out."    

    

"I'll give you two thousand dollars. Let them go. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite." Qin Feng's patience had reached its limit. Now, his face was finally pulled down.    

    

"You're too kind.." Before the man could finish his sentence, a gust of wind blew at him. Startled, he hurriedly used his arm to block it. He did not expect Qin Feng to be able to do this. This was the effect he wanted. Under such circumstances, it was impossible to hurt someone. Since they couldn't hurt anyone, they had to solve the problem, and that would make them lose their combat strength. At the moment, the best way to make them lose their fighting ability was to hit the muscles of their arms. This thing can make them lose combat power for a short period of time. And it wouldn't hurt them to change their fists and palms. Qin Feng quickly attacked the muscles on their arms. The two men didn't expect Qin Feng to hit them just like that. They tried to fight back in a hurry, but they felt a sharp pain in their arms. The knife in their hands fell to the ground.    

    

He didn't dare to fight. He stepped forward and kicked the knife away while the two of them were in pain. Then he quickly walked to the car and opened all the cages. The animals in the cages disappeared in an instant.    

    

Qin Feng took out two thousand yuan and stuffed it into the pocket of a man's shirt. He helped the old man up. "Grandpa, where are you staying? I'll send you back."    

    

Qin Feng couldn't help but feel depressed at the moment. Not only did he fail to buy the flowers and plants, but he also got cut by a knife. It was fine if he got cut by a knife, but he was also kind enough to send the old man home. Although he was depressed, Qin Feng was more willing to do it. He had never thought that this depressing action would unintentionally help Lin Wanjiang a lot.    

    

What made Qin Feng feel gratified was that the place where the old man lived was very close to Lin Xuemei's home. It was also that kind of isolated courtyard. Qin Feng thought about it. This old man was once a high ranking official, or perhaps his son was now a high ranking official. This was because Qin Feng had already come to a conclusion about the houses nearby. Those who think they can live here belong to the upper class, without exception. Moreover, they were the upper class people on the field, like white-collar gold collar workers or business owners. He might be rich, but he definitely won't be able to use soldiers who are serving as security guards for him. This was a gap, a gap that no one could cross.    

    

After sending the old man to the gate of the fence, Qin Feng politely said goodbye. Nowadays, very few people were willing to bring outsiders into their own homes, let alone strangers whom they had met once. This happened in some big cities. Even if the two families had lived together for more than ten years, they might not know each other. Instead of making others unhappy, he might as well take the initiative to bring it up.    

    

Although he was grateful for Qin Feng's help, the old man was really as Qin Feng had thought. He did not want to bring Qin Feng into the house at all. Now, seeing that Qin Feng had taken the initiative to bring it up, he couldn't help but feel delighted. He thought to himself that this young man was really flattering him. Feeling happy, he asked a question. "Young man, where do you live?"    

    

"Oh, xxx number." Qin Feng casually mentioned Lin Xuemei's house number.    

    

"XX! Isn't this the number of Elder Lin's house?" The old man pouted. "Who are you from Elder Lin's house?"    

    

I... I am Lin Xuemei and President Lin's colleague. "Qin Feng originally wanted to talk about the driver, but when he thought about Lin Wanjiang introducing him as a colleague, he also said," Recently, I came to Beijing with President Lin to do something. "    

    

"Lin Xuemei? You are talking about that little Mei girl?" The old man muttered to himself and pushed open the fence to enter the yard.    

    

Seeing that the old man no longer cared about him, Qin Feng turned around and went back to Lin Xuemei's house.    

    

"Aiya, what are you doing?" Seeing that Qin Feng's hand was injured, Lin Xuemei was scared silly. She started to look for the medical kit at home in a hurry. However, Lin Wanjiang rarely came back. How could there be a medical kit at home?    

    

"Let's go to the hospital to take care of it." Lin Xuemei pulled Qin Feng out of the door.    

    

"It's okay, right?" Qin Feng was used to it. Wasn't it just bleeding? The old squad leader had once said that men would not shed tears even if they shed sweat. What was there to be afraid of?    

    

"No, you have to come with me." Lin Xuemei pulled Qin Feng's arm and walked out of the door without any explanation.    

    

When they arrived at a small hospital, Qin Feng's hand made the doctor suffer. If Qin Feng did not insist, the doctor would have done a full-body check-up on Qin Feng. This was the last time the doctor paid the bill, it cost more than 500 yuan. It was just simple bandaging and suturing. He had used more than 500 yuan. Qin Feng didn't know whether it was because the cost of the hospital was too high or his own hands were too expensive. Anyway... He didn't have half a month's salary, of course. This didn't include the follow-up treatment. The doctor had said it. He had to receive regular infusion for disinfectants, and he had to come back and change his medication for a long time. Qin Feng had agreed to all of this one by one. He had no choice but to ask Lin Xuemei to feel at ease. Because, in Lin Xuemei's eyes, he clearly saw worry.    

    

"Don't be so reckless in the future." On the way back, Lin Xuemei kept blowing on Qin Feng's injured palm. It was as if the immortal Qi that came out of her mouth could heal Qin Feng's wound in the shortest time possible.    

    

"En, I promise you." Seeing Lin Xuemei's worried look, Qin Feng's heart softened for no reason. He raised his injured hand and could not help but want to stroke Lin Xuemei's hair. At this time, a voice came and dispelled Qin Feng's old age.    

    

"Xuemei, is that you?" A familiar voice sounded from not far away. Qin Feng suddenly looked up and sighed. The world was too small. It was the second time he had met the same person today. This was a huge capital.    

    

"Eh? Before Lin Xuemei could answer, the person had already shifted his attention to Qin Feng. "You are..."