Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and it is very lively inside and outside the capital.

Ning Fu sat in the carriage and enjoyed the scenery outside the carriage.

The tiger's head sat next to him, muttering something.

If you come over and listen carefully, you can hear the tiger head chanting in a low voice: "One gets one, one gets two, two gets four..."

A few days ago, Hutou went to the soap workshop outside the city, responsible for the construction of the workshop.

The soap workshop is progressing smoothly, mainly because Wang Gui is eager to make money with soap, and almost all his food and accommodation are in the workshop.

Today, Ning Fu went to the workshop to take a look and found that the staff and supplies had arrived. He waited for the Spring Festival, and the workshop began to vigorously produce soap.

"Brother Xiao Yi, the workshop is about to start construction, and it is the time when the most things happen. Why don't I go back to the workshop tonight?"

The tiger's head was carried for a while and the multiplication table of ninety-nine suddenly spoke to Ning Fu.

"No, you can go there after the holiday with your aunt at home. Anyway, work will have to wait until the seventeenth day."

Ning Fu turned his head and smiled at Hutou.

In fact, Ning Fu knew that Aunt Wang arranged a blind date for Hutou, which was tomorrow, so he went to the workshop to bring Hutou back.

"All right!"

Hutou nodded, and then said with some distress, "I have memorized the nine-nine multiplication table that Brother Xiao Yi taught me, but sometimes I don't know how to use it. What should I do?"

"It's normal. It's not enough to memorize multiplication formulas. You need to practice a lot. I've already given you a lot of exercises. I've done one every day after I go back and I'll use it soon!"

Ning Fu smiled again.

Hutou is not smart, but he has one advantage, that is, he is concentration.

No matter what he does, he is willing to work hard. This is also what Ning Fu admires the most. Focus is sometimes more important than cleverness.

The carriage entered the city from the Bianhejiaomen, and after passing through half a capital, he finally arrived at the Sweet Shui Tizi.

But I didn’t expect that there was a traffic jam here in Wazi. There was no way. There were too many people coming to Wazi to visit today.

So Ning Fu and Hutou had to get off the car early and walk through Wazi home.

However, just as Ning Fu and Hutou passed through the Wazi, they saw the streets of their homes in chaos, and countless people surrounded the road, as if watching the fun.

"What happened?"

Ning Fu pulled a familiar neighbor and asked.

"Xiao Yi, you guys are back. Someone came to the bun shop to make trouble, and Miss Wang was beaten!"

When the neighbors saw Ning Fu, they immediately shouted in surprise.

"What!"

Hutou's eyes turned red when he heard that his mother was beaten.

I saw the tiger head rushing into the crowd and pushing away the crowd watching the fun with both hands.

"The tiger head is here!"

When the people around him saw Hutou, they shouted and hurriedly gave way to him.

The crowd separated, and there were only a dozen rogues holding sticks in their hands and surrounding Aunt Wang and fighting.

Aunt Wang held a rolling pin in her hand, which was like a crazy tiger constantly blocking it.

But no matter how strong she is, she is just a female. She can't stop so many people, and blood is already seen on her forehead.

There were a few neighbors next to him who tried their best to help, but these people were still beaten.

"mother!"

The tiger's head roared, and one person rushed forward and flew away.

"One more death-sending person will be here, I will beat you hard!"

The leader of the ruffian shouted fiercely, and three or four sticks immediately smashed on Hutou.

The tiger's head did not dodge or avoid, and let the stick hit the body.

But I only heard a few dull sounds of "光光光光光", and the tiger's body remained motionless, but instead shook the palms of the ruffians and their palms were numb.

"Get out!"

Tiger's head "dongdong" punched two rascals.

Then he swung the rogue as a stick, and then smashed several people in a row, screaming in succession.

"Hard work, escape!"

The thug leader saw that it was not good, so he immediately ran away, and the remaining thug dispersed.

However, Hu's head is tall and his legs are long. He chased the escaped rogue for a few steps and punched him to the ground.

The rascal leader ran the fastest and was about to escape from the crowd.

But the tiger head roared, threw a rogue out with force, hitting the rogue head in an instant, and the two rolled into a ball.

Tiger head was already red-eyed at this time, and he hated this scoundrel.

It happened that there was a long bluestone on the side of the road, weighing hundreds of pounds. The tiger bent down and hugged the bluestone, and with a roar, he raised the bluestone over his head!

"Good man, please spare me!"

The rascal leader was also scared and immediately shouted for mercy.

But Hutou turned a blind eye to it, and was about to smash the scoundrel into a paste.

"Tiger head! Put it down!"

At this moment, Ning Fu rushed to Hutou and stopped him.

It’s okay to hit someone, but it’s troublesome to kill someone.

Seeing Ning Fu, Hutou finally woke up, hesitated for a moment and finally threw the bluestone at his feet.

There was only a loud "bang" sound, and the ground was smashed and trembled a few times.

"Go and see Aunt Wang and the others, I'll deal with these people!"

Ning Fu patted the tiger's thick arm and said.

Ning Fu didn't come forward to help just now because he knew that Hutou didn't like fighting since he was a child, mainly because he was born with divine power and would hurt people as soon as he tried. These dozens of ruffians were not enough to beat Hutou alone.

"Okay!" Hutou nodded, then quickly went back to check the situation of Aunt Wang and the others.

Ning Fu looked at the rogue who was lying all over the floor, then bent down and picked up a stick from the ground, and stepped in front of the rogue leader.

"Thank you for your help, Xiao Langjun, for your help. I am Song Er..."

The scoundrel said halfway, but Ning Fu swung the stick and slammed Song Er's calf hard.

Only a crisp sound of fractures, accompanied by Song Er's scream, Ning Fu actually broke his calf.

After breaking the thug's leg, Ning Fu threw away the stick, and then bowed to the crowd watching the fun around him, "I'm sorry, everyone, please send someone to report to the official!"

"Don't worry, Xiao Yi, someone has reported to the official just now!"

Someone in the crowd replied.

"Thank you!"

Ning Fu came back to check the situation of Aunt Wang and the others. What he didn't expect was that Liu Jindao was actually among the few people who were helping, and he was seriously injured.

"How are you injured, Aunt?"

Ning Fu asked with concern.

"No... it's okay, it's all skin trauma!"

At this time, Aunt Wang was supported by a tiger's head and covered her ribs with one hand, but her face was a little pale and she seemed to be a little difficult to speak.

Ning Fu felt a slump when he saw Aunt Wang's situation, and immediately ordered Hutou: "Go and invite a doctor, I may have hurt my bones!"

Hutou was startled when he heard this and hurriedly handed Aunt Wang to Ning Fu, and rushed out of the crowd to invite the doctor.

"Aunt, why are these rascals making trouble?"

Ning Fu helped Aunt Wang to the store and sat down and asked again.

"I don't know, I'm doing business, these thugs rushed in and beat and smashed them. I don't know how to provoke them?"

Aunt Wang also looked aggrieved when she spoke.

"Xiao Yi, someone must be instructing these rascals behind their backs. You must find out clearly and give the Wang Madam a blow!"

Liu Jindao covered his forehead and said angrily. He was hit by a stick on his forehead and was still bleeding.

"I know, thank you all the uncles for taking action this time!"

Ning Fu said as he saluted Liu Jindao and others again.

"What are you grateful to from Duli Street?"

Liu Jindao and others didn't care about it.
To be continued...