Back To Eighty

Yes, tomorrow is the market.

"Okay." Uncle Qian took the tea from Shen Ruyun and said with a hearty smile, "Oh, if you don't tell me, I really forgot. Since you have time, let's go. Sun Hua, you too, have a look."

Zhou Lecheng raised his hand weakly: "Well, I want to go too."

"Fuck you." Uncle Qian glared at him, unceremoniously: "You and Ruyun are not allowed to go, stay at school for me to study hard, your uncle has already said that if he takes another 62, he will definitely Bring fire tongs to see you!"

Come on, bring some poker.

Feeling inexplicably cold in his neck, Zhou Lecheng took a mouthful of rice and covered his mouth.

He shouldn't talk too much!

There was nothing left or right, Sun Hua and Shen Maoshi also went with him.

The four big men didn't have much to buy. They had a clear goal and looked around for clothes stalls.

Really let them find it.

In the east corner, there is a small stall.

There are not many clothes, there are no novel styles, they are quite satisfactory, and the clothes are a bit old-fashioned.

"This is not good."

There wasn't even anyone in front of the booth. When I asked the price, I was scared to death. It cost ten yuan for a piece of clothing.

I'm afraid it's made of gold!

Seeing that they were about to leave, the stall owner waved quickly: "Hey, eight yuan, eight yuan is fine! Boss, take a look..."

Lu Huai'an didn't bring his head back. This man was completely inexperienced.

This batch of goods, with high eyes and low skills, is not new in style, the price is still expensive, and it is strange that they are sold.

They walked along the stall and stopped when they reached the southwest corner.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

"This one looks good too!"

This stall is quite good. The owner of the stall is a woman in her forties, with a kind face and a charming charm.

It's a pity that I had a hard time. I came out to set up a stall with a doll on my back and a doll in my arms.

However, her energy is quite good, her voice is loud and her movements are neat: "Take a look at it, the latest style, the most fashionable color!"

She was also very courageous. She not only wore nickers, but also put on some trendy trousers.

Indeed, many people are watching, but there are still few people who buy it.

After all, Niziyi is hard to sell, and it is not practical to be beautiful. Most of them are people who want to go to the ground. It is not worth buying this.

However, with the stall owner's three-inch tongue, several pairs of trousers were sold.

"It's interesting." Uncle Qian smoked a cigarette and narrowed his eyes: "Look, she's still gesturing."

When it comes to discussing the price, she doesn't deny it face to face or nod her head directly.

Otherwise, the price will be suppressed, and the price will not be available later.

So she made a private gesture with her hand, and the guest's eyes lit up and hurriedly agreed, seeing that she sold another pair of trousers.

Lu Huai'an was greatly inspired and secretly wrote down this good method.

A few people were looking excited when suddenly there was a noise in the distance.

"Oh my god..."

"..."

I don't know what happened, anyway, many stall owners started to close their stalls frantically.

It started with just one, and soon spread to the entire market.

The stall owners panicked, and the customers who had been strolling around the stall to buy things were also in disarray.

But in the blink of an eye, the whole market turned into a pot of porridge.

The voices were full of people, and they even had to shout at the top of their voices.

"Be careful! Stand on the side!"

Uncle Qian held his hand in front of him and told them to step back.

Fortunately, they were standing at a very remote position, coming from a corner.

Originally, I was looking at the stalls secretly, of course I wouldn't choose a place that was too conspicuous.

People started walking at a brisk pace, and then started running.

Many things were thrown on the ground, and it was impossible to pick them up.

Lu Huaian looked at Shen Maoshi, for fear that he would be pushed away.

These days, there is no phone or cell phone, so it would be a hassle if we got separated.

As a result, when he turned around, Uncle Qian disappeared.

"Uncle Qian!"

Behind him, Sun Hua said coldly, "There."

Following his gaze, Lu Huaian found that Uncle Qian went to help the female stall owner.

The female stall owner was carrying a doll on her back and one in her hand. She was a little too busy at first. The scene was chaotic, and she was completely panicked.

She tried hard to collect the clothes, but she didn't dare to let go of the child.

It was hard to support a single tree, and she saw that her stall was about to be overturned.

Anyone with conscience even pulled up a pair of trousers and walked away, but her eyes widened, but she couldn't catch up.

After finally stuffing the clothes into the bag, he found that he could no longer leave, and the scene was completely messed up.

She didn't dare to walk into the surging crowd, she shrank in the corner and shivered.

Reluctantly hid behind the plank, thinking that nothing should happen.

Just as she was at a loss, when she was almost hit by someone several times, Uncle Qian pulled her up and said, "Come here!"

Everyone runs this way, and she will be bumped into if she stays here sooner or later.

The stall owner was very scared and dragged the bag hard: "Who are you! I don't know you!"

"There are more and more people, I'll take you there!" Uncle Qian pointed to the corner and shouted, "I'll take you there!"

He was so strong that the stall owner couldn't grab him, so he had to walk sideways with a drum in his heart.

She hugged the child tightly, dragging the other end of the bag with her right hand, and she had to be careful not to be hit behind, making it difficult for her to walk.

The three of Lu Huaian set up quickly, and it took a lot of effort to get her and this bag of clothes to this corner.

"Uncle, you are too courageous!" Lu Huai'an gasped and couldn't help complaining: "If you want to help, tell us, how dangerous it is to rush over alone!"

Uncle Qian wiped off his sweat and waved his hand: "Hey! It's not like watching her get hit a few times~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm afraid her baby will be stepped on. It's easy to help."

The female stall owner looked at them tremblingly, the doll on her back was probably being squeezed, and she closed her eyes and began to howl.

"Oh my God, I'm most afraid of this." Uncle Qian stroked his forehead and reached out to pick up the doll in her arms: "Hurry up and coax him."

Anyway, it's all here. The four big men are really going to be bad for her, so she can't do it.

The female stall owner was heartbroken, took off the belt and started coaxing the child.

The child is quite coaxing, shake it, feed some water and stop crying.

Turning back inadvertently, the female stall owner caught a glimpse of her original small stall, and her back instantly froze.

At the moment, the wooden stall was crowded with people even by the wall.

Her board and chair were overwhelmed by the crowd, and she fell to the ground and stepped into the mud.

If she didn't come out, hide behind the plank like she thought...

She and her child are afraid of doom.

"Have you seen it?" Uncle Qian raised his eyebrows and smiled heartily: "Don't be afraid, big sister, I'm really not a bad person."

The female stall owner was trembling all over, her eyes were red: "Thank you, thank you big brother!"

"Hey, it's easy to say."

They were chatting, and every now and then someone came to hide.

Lu Huai'an took the opportunity to grab one and asked him what happened.

"Murder! You're still holding a trial meeting!" The man couldn't breathe, he waved his hands again and again: "Alas! It scares people to death. They say they are going to be shot for selling things. The thief is scary!"

sell things.

shot.

Lu Huai'an turned around suddenly, and met Uncle Qian who was equally astonished.

With a thud in their hearts, they thought of a person.

Small flat head.