Repairer

Su Xiaofan wasn't in a rush to the restroom, but his right eyelid was twitching uncontrollably. The last time he experienced this was when he was eleven years old, in fifth grade. Back then, for an assignment on doing good deeds, Su Xiaofan had insisted on helping an eighty-year-old woman who had just crossed the street. He pushed her back across the road and she fell hard, resulting in a chase from the woman's grandson down three streets. If he hadn't known the area well, he would have definitely gotten a beating.,"That's right, let's pack up the stall and go talk over there." The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This sun is really scorching. Let's find a teahouse to sit in for a bit.",Su Xiaofan had been running a stall in the antique market for two years, Zheng Dagang always treated him like his little brother. Now that something happened, he naturally wouldn't back down. He stepped forward, putting himself between Su Xiaofan and the others, and said: "Several big brothers, let's talk this out. Xiaofan is young, if he has offended anyone, I will apologize for him."。