Chapter 86 Do You Know Who My Dad Is?

Chapter 86 Do You Know Who My Dad Is?

After Tong Huaqiong had eaten and drunk her fill and distributed the cake rolls, she discovered that only Gu Taohua was at the table, but Man'er was missing.

So he asked Gu Taohua: "Where did Maner go?"

Gu Taohua said, "I went to play in the yard with some kids."

Children love to play. There were quite a few children at the banquet, so it was normal for Maner to play with them.

Tong Huaqiong thought about it and was still a little worried, so she left the banquet hall to find Maner.

"Give me the cake in your hand."

Next to a rockery, Tong Huaqiong heard the voice of an evil child.

Turning to the back of the rockery, I saw from afar a fat boy in gorgeous clothes trying to snatch the cake roll from Maner's hand.

Maner naturally refused to give it.

Ever since Tong Huaqiong stipulated that the whole family must take care of Man'er, even Gu Yaozu dared not snatch Man'er's things, let alone this strange fat boy.

"No." Maner refused bluntly.

"How dare you not give it to me?" The fat boy reached out to grab it.

He was just as hateful as Gu Yaozu before. Tong Huaqiong was afraid that Man'er would suffer, so she quickly walked over to protect Man'er.

Before she could reach Man'er, Man'er reached out and pushed the little fat boy down.

The fat boy fell hard on his butt.

He had never been rejected or pushed by anyone in his life. The fat boy was angry and aggrieved. He sat on the ground and cried with his mouth wide open, looking like a spoiled child.

"Man'er."

Tong Huaqiong rushed over and pulled Maner away from the place of trouble.

This fat boy is wearing gorgeous clothes and looks like a nobleman. Tong Huaqiong doesn't want Maner to get into trouble.

When the fat boy saw that Tong Huaqiong was about to leave with Man'er without even asking him a question, he immediately stopped crying and shouted, "Do you know who my father is?"

Tong Huaqiong sneered, who cares who your father is.

Could it be the Li Gang of this era?

Anyway, she knew everyone in the Huang family. This fat boy was not from the Huang family. He came here with the adults in the family to celebrate the birthday.

As long as they are not a member of the Huang family, Tong Huaqiong doesn’t care who they are.

"I don't care who your father is. You deserve to be beaten if you dare to steal Man'er's cakes. If you cry again, I will drown you in the pond next to this rockery."

Tong Huaqiong threatened fiercely, then pulled Man'er away from the rockery and walked towards the banquet hall.

This child reminded her of Gu Yaozu who had just traveled through time. The evil child must give her a shock.

If she wasn't afraid of causing trouble, she would have wanted to grab him and beat him on the butt.

Mrs. Huang's birthday banquet was about to end successfully. Tong Huaqiong lived up to her mission and presented birthday peaches and cakes. After working for so long and getting the limelight, it was time for her to take her money and say goodbye.

She didn't want to cause trouble at this time.

The fat boy stood up angrily.

Who is he? He is the only son of a county magistrate, a little bully, but he was defeated by that little girl and her grandmother.

Isn’t this woman the one who makes pastries? She looks like she is from the village, but she is not afraid of him at all.

He was simply furious.

No, he would go and complain to his grandmother. Not only did he want the little girl named Maner to apologize, but he also wanted Maner's grandmother to give him a basket of cakes, otherwise he would never forgive them.

Tong Huaqiong came to the banquet hall, where Old Lady Huang and the county magistrate's mother, Han, were sitting together and chatting, surrounded by a group of people to show their support.

She was too embarrassed to interrupt and say goodbye.

When Han saw Tong Huaqiong, she smiled and said, "Your cakes are delicious. No cake shop in Pingchuan County can compare to them. I will order your cakes for a banquet at my home someday."

I ate a lot of Korean pastries and didn’t feel sick at all.

Tong Huaqiong smiled and said, "Just give me your instructions when the time comes."

Once the most prominent woman in the county spoke up, the other women would surely follow suit and order cakes from Tong Huaqiong.

Tong Huaqiong happily told everyone that her Peach Blossom Dessert was just opposite the Sushi Garden and welcomed everyone to patronize it, and she also announced the news that she was about to open a shop.

"grandmother......"

Following a voice of grievance, Tong Huaqiong saw the fat boy who had tried to show off to his father by snatching Man'er's cakes but failed, rushed in and threw himself into the arms of the county magistrate's mother.

"What's wrong, my eldest grandson?" Han saw that her grandson's clothes were stained with mud and his hands seemed to be scratched. She felt so distressed that she asked, "Who bullied you?"

Old Mrs. Huang also saw it and her face changed.

If the county magistrate's beloved son was bullied in her home, she would be the one who would be most ashamed.

Just when he was about to ask what was going on, the fat boy was attracted by the cake roll on the table.

This cake was the same as the one in the little girl’s hand who pushed him down. It smelled so good that he was drooling. So the fat boy, who was a foodie, didn’t bother to complain and just grabbed the cake roll and stuffed it into his mouth.

"He was probably having fun somewhere and fell down." Han Shi saw that her eldest grandson did not look like he was being bullied. Besides, who would dare to bully her grandson? So she signaled to her best friend, Mrs. Huang, not to worry.

"You big fat grandson..."

Just as Old Mrs. Huang was about to praise the county magistrate for his fat son's healthy and strong growth, an accident happened.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

The fat boy from the county magistrate's family ate too quickly and choked on the cake. He tried to cough it out but couldn't.

"Hey, Hong'er, Hong'er, what's wrong with you?" Han was so scared that her face turned pale.

"Hurry, hurry, get some water." Old Mrs. Huang ordered the maid repeatedly.

When Tong Huaqiong saw the fat boy crawling into the arms of the county magistrate's mother, she realized the significance of the words "Do you know who my father is?" Faced with the background of the county's chief son, she, a rural widow, still backed down.

He quietly pulled Maner out of the crowd.

She didn't want to be accused by the fat boy of being pushed down by Maner, which would cause unnecessary trouble.

As soon as I got out of the crowd, I heard exclamations from inside.

"How come you choked?"

"Hurry, hurry, send some water."

Tong Huaqiong knew from the panicked words of the crowd that the son of the county magistrate was choked.

"Oh, no, the water can't get in."

"What can we do?"

Suddenly, the county magistrate's mother's voice rang out, "Hong'er, my Hong'er."

Tong Huaqiong realized that something was wrong, so she let go of Man'er's hand and went into the crowd. She saw that the fat boy's face had turned purple from suffocation, while the maids, led by Yuqin, were still trying to get water to drink.

The county magistrate's mother, Mrs. Han, hugged the fat boy and cried.

Old Mrs. Huang was shaking with fear. If someone died at her birthday party, she would not be able to bear it.

This young man's trachea is obviously blocked by the cake, and you can't fill it with water!

Tong Huaqiong did not continue to stand by and watch. She quickly pushed away the maid who was trying to pour water on him, took the young man out of Han's arms, and used the first aid knowledge she had learned in her previous life to perform the Heimlich maneuver.

"vomit......"

Everyone only saw Tong Huaqiong holding the young master in her arms, weighing him hard, and patting his back. The young master then spit out a walnut-sized pastry from his mouth.

After the foreign object in the little boy's trachea was removed, he felt his breathing became smoother and he burst into tears with a loud "wow".

Han hugged her grandson as if she had survived a disaster, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Old Mrs. Huang looked at Tong Huaqiong with gratitude, as if she had survived a disaster. She was scared to death just now. If it weren't for this woman, the county magistrate's son would have died in the Huang family.

Even if she and Han were childhood best friends, they probably couldn't withstand the wrath of the county magistrate.

"Thank you, sister." Han wiped her tears and wished she could become sworn sisters with Tong Huaqiong on the spot.

"You're too polite. Young master is blessed with a good fortune. He will surely have good fortune after this." Tong Huaqiong said that he did not dare to take credit for it.

She had to save the county magistrate's son. Firstly, such a young child was a life after all. Secondly, the county magistrate's son choked on her pastries. If he really died, the county magistrate would investigate and she would have no chance of opening her pastry shop.

Tong Huaqiong had to save people both for public and private reasons.

At this moment, she was very grateful for the first aid class offered by the school. She didn't expect it to come in handy here.

After hearing the news, Mr. Huang staggered over and saw that Liu Yanhong was fine. The people around him told him what happened, and Mr. Huang bowed to Tong Huaqiong repeatedly in gratitude.