Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

"Hey, kid, can you still do business?" The old man selling frozen pears looked at Song Pan'er curiously.

"Grandpa, your frozen pears are so big and delicious! Well, my mother went shopping and asked me to help her sell them first." Song Pan'er sniffed and rubbed her hands.

"Little girl, you got it cheap, your mother won't hit you later!" The old man told Song Pan'er kindly.

"Hey? Old man selling pears, you can sell them as much as you want. Why are you so talkative?" The young man selling hawthorns opposite came over and hurriedly interrupted.

His wife is in confinement, and the family is short of these things.

"Hey, why are your balls broken? No, no, no, no, you can't make it any cheaper, and you haven't even plucked out your feathers yet, kid, I can only give you 15 yuan."

The shrewd man picked up the big cock and pretended to be disgusted.

"Young man, you need to be kind. The frozen eggs won't spoil if they are left outside to freeze. Don't delay eating them. How can you go home and pluck the chicken feathers yourself? The little girl is already selling them cheaply. "

The old man and the young man were selling things face to face, and they were selling similar things, which was a bit awkward in itself.

Frozen pear and hawthorn juice are the holy delicacies for northerners in winter. Every family will prepare something. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the family will watch TV or sit in a circle to play poker, and serve hawthorn juice or frozen pears to relieve their tiredness. It's a beautiful life.

One sells hawthorns and the other sells frozen pears, but they don’t dislike each other.

Song Pan'er also couldn't stand the young man, but she couldn't fight back. Seeing that the old man had spoken for her, she didn't rush to speak, and directly pulled the big cock back without looking at the man, minding her own business. Then he started shouting.

"Eggs~, big eggs for ten cents each, big rooster, a big rooster that can kill a young man in one meal! It only costs 18 yuan, so cheap!"

The young man was anxious. He knew the prices in the market very well. She was afraid that if the little girl came over to someone else again, he would not be able to buy it.

"Hey, stop shouting, give it all to me! Put it in a bag for me!"

As he spoke, he glared at the old man selling frozen pears next to him. He was really a talkative donkey. Without him causing trouble, he would definitely be able to talk more. This old disgusting thing is really annoying.

"I still have use for this bag, you can just take it away yourself!" Song Pan'er said stingily.

She also had to be stingy. She had managed to steal this bag from home, and it would be of great use if she kept it.

"I bought you so many things and wrapped them all for you. I care about every single bag. This kid is so stingy! Be careful not to grow taller." The young man turned back to get the bag from his stall, not forgetting to say a few words about Song Pan'er.

Song Pan'er and the old man selling frozen pears looked at each other and smiled at the young man's back.

"Take it, it's twenty yuan and eighty cents in total." Taking the bag handed over by the young man, Song Pan'er quickly calculated the price while loading the eggs.

"Here you go, this little girl is pretty good at math."

"Uncle, you've learned well. This guy is so good-looking that he knows how to make calculations at first sight."

As soon as the money was received, Song Pan'er's bad nature as a hawker was revealed, and she opened her mouth to take revenge.

The poor hawthorn seller was too busy counting eggs to hear Song Pan'er's sarcasm.

After thanking the old man selling frozen pears, Song Pan'er went to the market with more than 20 yuan in her pocket.

There were many vendors selling goods at the market, and Song Paner was dazzled by all kinds of goods. There are fried dough sticks, vegetable sellers, fruit sellers, fireworks and firecracker sellers, and livestock sellers.

While walking, Song Pan'er couldn't walk anymore, and saw a bunch of little puppies squealing with their mouths open. They were put in baskets by their owners for sale. They might be hungry, and they were all trembling and crawling around and barking.

Song Pan'er was so greedy that she couldn't help but knelt down and started watching.

"Child, do you want to raise a puppy? Call your adults and ask them to buy one for you."

The old lady who sells dogs likes buyers with children the most. When she gets angry, the children get excited. Under normal circumstances, adults can't resist the children and buy them directly.

Encouraging Song Pan'er to find an adult, the old lady even grabbed a puppy and dangled it in front of Song Pan'er's eyes.

Song Pan'er resisted the urge to reach out and touch it, smiled at the old lady, stood up and said, "Okay, grandma, I'll go find my adults to buy it for me." After that, she turned around and ran away.

She really can't afford it now! When I have a family, I will definitely have a house full of dogs. Song Pan'er thought angrily that it was more important to do business now.

After passing by the dog stall, I finally found the stall Song Paner was looking for.

The colorful candies are so beautiful. "Sister, how do you sell this sorghum glutinous rice?" I saw that a young woman in her twenties had set up the stall. Song Pan'er opened her mouth and called her sister.

The little woman laughed loudly, "Hey, whose doll is this? I have to call aunt. Here, take two pieces of candy and eat it." She picked up two pieces of sorghum candy and handed them to Song Pan'er.

She rubbed her frozen face. She had been going to the market all day to sell goods and her face was all chapped. She would have to apply more cream when she got home, the little woman thought to herself.

"Sister, I don't want candy. I want to buy more. How do you sell all this?" Song Paner, who was "stubborn", still insisted on calling her sister.

"Are you going to buy it yourself? Do your adults know?"

"I know, I'm old, and my mother said it was a funeral, so she asked me to buy some candies to entertain the guests." Song Pan'er opened her mouth, and the old woman Song lying on the bed of the Song family in Huaishu Village became the dead person in her mouth.

"Oh, in that case, this sorghum glutinous rice is two yuan and a half a catty, this Zhenzhiwei candy and the orange candies and corn candy over there are three yuan and a half a catty, and this peanut cake is five yuan and a half. Jin, you can pack it yourself according to what flavor you want." The young wife quickly pulled two convenience bags to Song Pan'er.

Children all love to eat sweets, but the most popular among northern children is Zhenzhiwei candy. The wrapping paper is beautiful, and the sour and sweet taste is particularly suitable for children. Usually what parents buy is sorghum glutinous rice. Because it is cheap, the children are a little tired of eating it.

Estimating the twenty yuan in her pocket, Song Pan'er packed a bag of Zhenzhiwei and another bag of half orange candies and half corn gummy candies.

"Sister, let's weigh it and see how much it costs."

"Okay, I'll give you three kilograms of each bag, a total of 21. Seeing how handsome you are, I'll give you a few more pieces." Then he grabbed two more handfuls of candies from the stall and thought Stuff it into the bag.

"Wait a minute, sister, please take some out! My mother just gave me twenty yuan. It's not enough money!" Song Pan'er felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly raised her hand to stop her. Oops, a penny is too much for a little girl!

"Isn't it enough? That's okay. Just give me twenty. If you have more, I'll give it to you as a sister."

Song Pan'er was so confused that she put the candy in her hand into the bag.

After handing the money to the candy seller, Song Pan'er took the candy and said with a smile, "Thank you so much, sister. I will come to you to buy candy next time."

"Sure, this little girl is so handsome and can talk, so she is so rare!"

After tying up the plastic bag and putting it all into a silk bag, Song Pan'er dragged it away. Even though she was far away, she could still hear the candy seller's wife talking about her with others.