seventy little lucky wife

The old lady on the ground has long been messy.

I don't understand until now, why did it become like this?

They were just two little girls. She thought that she would definitely succeed this time today, but she didn't expect it to turn out like this.

The most important thing is, until now she doesn't know how to become like this?
She was dumbfounded at the moment, and when she heard that she was going to be sent to the Public Security Bureau, she hurriedly got up from the ground, forgot to pat her buttocks, and ran away.

"This... my waist really doesn't hurt, I'm really pretending to blackmail people!" Xu Zhizhi stared at the old lady's vigorous figure with wide eyes in surprise.

However, he was quickly caught up and caught by a few enthusiastic people, "Why are you running? Come with us to the Public Security Bureau."

"Yes, send it to the Public Security Bureau. This kind of person should put a sign on her." Someone said along with her.

Xu Zhizhi let Lu Siyu hold the basket, and the enthusiastic person helped her car up, "Girl, can you see if the car is in good condition? It's best to go to the Public Security Bureau together and let this woman pay for it."

The mother-in-law cried loudly, "Please forgive me, this is my first time, please."

After finishing speaking, he pushed away the hand that was holding him, and ran away in a hurry.

That speed was like a pack of wolves chasing her.

It's just that he was running too fast, and he fell heavily forward. I don't know who's kid pulled a lump of smelly smell by the side of the road, and the mother-in-law's face fell on it by coincidence.

Fell a dog and eat shit.

"I..." The mother-in-law got up from the ground, touched her face, her face was covered with paste, and she couldn't bear to look directly at it.

too disgusting!

Everyone, "... deserve it!"

"Let us see you cheating again, and we will definitely send you to the Public Security Bureau."

"Get out of here."

When the old lady heard this, she quickly got up and ran while wiping her face with her sleeve.

Xu Zhizhi couldn't stand it anymore, and led Lu Siyu to the market in a hurry.

There are already a lot of people in the market at this moment, and there are all kinds of things for sale. Of course, the good places are almost occupied.

The two found a remote place, Xu Zhizhi propped up the bicycle, with the back seat facing the road, and took out the steamed buns and pickles in the bag.

"Sister, what are you selling?" asked an uncle next to him who was selling a basket he made himself.

"Leek buns and big steamed buns." Xu Zhizhi replied crisply, "Uncle, did you get up early for dinner? Would you like one? Buy a steamed bun to serve with vegetables."

This time they steamed less steamed buns and more steamed buns, and steamed buns were cheaper than steamed buns.

"No...don't eat." The man hurriedly waved his hand.

I haven't sold a single basket early in the morning. Where can I have money to eat steamed stuffed buns?

However, when Xu Zhizhi opened the white quilt that was spread on the basket, the smell of steamed buns burst out.

The man only felt that his stomach was even hungrier.

"We sell buns and steamed buns, buns for fifteen cents, and steamed buns for eight cents each." Xu Zhizhi didn't care about these things, and immediately found a plate to take out the steamed cornmeal and flour steamed buns and buns that he had steamed at home and put them on On the plate, the quilt was covered again, and the hand was made into a trumpet shape to sell.

Her voice was soft and waxy, and it sounded very comfortable. After a while, people who went to the market came to ask, "Little girl, how do you sell your buns?"

Xu Zhizhi quoted the price again, and finally said with a smile, "Uncle, it turned out to be you."

That person turned out to be the person who spoke for Xu Zhizhi when she was touched just now.

"My steamed buns and steamed buns are both delicious, but I suggest you buy my steamed buns. I'll put our homemade pickled cucumbers for you. It's delicious and filling."

The man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and wearing glasses. He pushed the mirror with a smile and said, "You little girl is interesting, why don't you buy me your more expensive buns? Aren't your buns delicious? "

"No," Xu Zhizhi said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't be able to stop after eating the buns."

So delicious?

The middle-aged man smiled, with the purse in his hand under his armpit, and said to Xu Zhizhi, "The buns are really so delicious? Then you... give me a bun first."

I came out in a hurry in the morning and didn't have a meal. I happened to hear this girl's cries as I passed by, so I was attracted.

It turned out that there were two clean little girls, and the baskets were also very clean, much cleaner than those shopping outside, so I asked about it.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be such an interesting little girl.

"Okay." Xu Zhizhi smiled, and Lu Siyu had already handed him the wet towel prepared in advance, "Would you like to wipe your hands?"

When preparing wet towels, the family did not understand this.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he saw this, "You girl is quite thoughtful."

"Illness comes from the mouth," Xu Zhizhi said with a smile, "It's not easy for ordinary people to see a doctor."

"Delicious." The middle-aged man wiped his hands, and couldn't help but take a bite of the steamed bun, "This steamed stuffed bun is so delicious."

The man next to him who has been staring at him, "..."

Isn't it just leek buns, what can be delicious?

I really don't agree with it.

Immediately, I heard the middle-aged man say, "Girl, give me another steamed bun from your family, and what kind of vegetables are there."

Xu Zhizhi smiled, "Okay."

The steamed bun was torn apart from the middle, Xu Zhizhi smeared some oily pepper on it, put some pickled cucumbers in it and handed it over.

Garlic peppers are made in the morning. The oil is hot. There are chili noodles, sesame seeds and five-spice powder in the bowl. The hot oil is poured on it, and the steamed buns are freshly steamed. You don’t need to eat pickled cucumbers. a steamed bun.

What's more, it is even more delicious when paired with appetizing pickles.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious." The middle-aged man said while eating.

The man next to him swallowed his saliva and forced himself to turn his head aside.

Steamed buns with flour are of course delicious.

Eight cents a piece is a little expensive, but if you add oily peppers and pickles, it's not expensive at all.

But he didn't open, can't afford it!
"Thank you, Uncle." Xu Zhizhi said with a sweet smile, "It's delicious. Come back next time. We will come to every market in the future."

The market in the county is held twice a month, on the first and fifteenth day of the new year.

The man wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and thought for a while, pointing to the man who bought the basket with his head turned aside, "How do you sell this bamboo basket?"

Man, "..."

Thinking that his ears had been misheard, he looked up at the middle-aged man, only to see him say again, "I'm asking you, how do you sell this basket in your house?"

"Ah?" The man squatted and stammered, "This... this basket is three cents, and the bigger one is five...five cents."

I don't understand why I want to buy their basket while I'm eating steamed buns.

"Girl," the middle-aged man said, "Give me six steamed buns and six steamed buns. What should I do with this sour cucumber?"

While talking, he took out five cents and handed it to the man, and picked out a basket that looked pleasing to the eye.

"This is easy," Xu Zhizhi said with a smile, "I brought a few bowls from home, and I'll put cucumbers in your bowls for you to take back, and then bring the bowls to me."

"But this bowl requires a deposit," she said with a smile, "one penny."