I pamper the little baby in 80

I heard that there were only these few recorders left, and those who wanted to leave also stopped and kept squatting down to fiddle with them, but the recorders were precious things after all, and it was impossible for Yuan Hongjun to let them take every box. When you open it, you can only take out the one that is playing music and show them constantly.

"It's a good thing to put this thing in the house and have a guest play a song for him. If the family marries a daughter-in-law and a daughter-in-law, and buys such a neighborhood, then you can't be envious. We only have promotional activities these few days. If you leave in two days, then you won’t have this chance, you can go to department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives to see if there is less than 420, it’s impossible.”

Yuan Hongjun was very fluent when he opened his mouth, and he said it in a clattering manner. He only made the onlookers at the scene feel itchy, so he wanted to buy a tape recorder at home and put it on a large row of noodles at home. It was absolutely leveraged.

However, for precious things, after all, they are seen more and sold less, but Yuan Hongjun is not angry, no matter who comes up to ask, he is still smiling, has a very good attitude and is very patient, even if he encounters old men and women, he will take the trouble to explain.

A group of children and old people were listening to music, and he didn't drive them away. Instead, he chatted with each other with a smile, asked about some new things in the local area, and learned about the local customs by the way.

Seeing the sky gradually darken, the red sunset glow in the distant sky is extraordinarily gorgeous and beautiful.

Yuan Hongjun looked at the time and it was already past 4 o'clock. It was getting dark, and one of them hadn't been sold. He wanted to go back just like that. He didn't want an old lady with all white hair to show up before closing the stall. Wearing an elegant suit, wearing this bracelet on her hand, and combing her short hair neatly, she is quite an exquisite old lady.

Anyway, after taking a look at the old lady's hand, the green bracelet looked at the head of the water and the texture, and he knew it was the best. He was a master who was not short of money. He hurriedly stepped forward to greet the old lady with a smile on his face, "Look at the tape recorder. , the Panda brand, the quality is good, we have a promotion recently, as long as 398, less than 400 yuan can be taken home."

The old lady smiled at Yuan Hongjun, pointed at the tape recorder and asked: "The old tape recorder at home was dropped by my little grandson, so I wanted to replace it with a new one. The tapes here are fresh, do you have any opera singers? "

"Yes, yes, I specially brought back a few rows from the coast, and the plum opera sung by Mr. Gangcheng, okay. You see, the stall is about to be closed. If you buy a tape recorder, I will take this volume. I have given you the tape of Huangmei Opera."

The old lady nodded in satisfaction and went about her business. She took out her small bag, took out a stack of Da Tuan, counted them and put them in Yuan Hongjun's hands.

"Yes, the young man has a sweet mouth and is open-minded in his work. I like the old lady."

"Oh, thank you for complimenting me all the time. If you use it, I can introduce it to your friends." Yuan Hongjun was gentle and polite, and with a smile, he took a box of unopened tape recorders for the old lady, and opened it for the old lady to see a doctor. After connecting the power supply, putting on the Huangmei Opera, and checking that there are no problems in all parts, I put the tape recorder back into the box, carefully stuffed it with a newspaper, and handed it to the old lady, saying: "Don't worry when you take it, don't worry about it. I’m active here all day long, if you encounter any problems, you can come back to me and promise to replace it with a new one for you.”

Yuan Hongjun handled things openly, and his promises were clear. The old lady was overwhelmed immediately, and left with her radio in hand.

Yuan Hongjun was very happy that a deal was made before closing the stall, and he quickly asked Fan Ze to pack the remaining radios and bring them back to the hotel.

After homework, Yuan Hongjun had already made a decision, and directly opened an extra room downstairs. After all, the child was growing up, and he was a crook, so it was not good to always sleep with the other party.

"Brother, I will live in Room 102 today, and you lock the door inside the room. You can take these things back to eat, but you can't eat too much beans at night, or your stomach will feel uncomfortable tomorrow."

I think this kid is young, so he should like to eat snacks, and he can't buy anything in this year.The puffed food of French fries and potato chips. When I came back, I passed by the night market. Yuan Hongjun bought two fried chicken chops and a bag of fried soybeans, and handed them to the child to let him beat his teeth.

After explaining the matter, Yuan Hongjun looked at Fan Ze, looked at himself eagerly, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his hair, but he held back, clenched his fists, and said as if nothing had happened: "Okay Let's go back, brother also went back to sleep, we have to go out to set up a stall in the morning."

On this day, Fan Ze felt that Yuan Hongjun was alienated from him.He was a little at a loss. They used to share the same room when they came out, and suddenly the person next to him was about to leave. Fan Ze suddenly felt empty, and subconsciously grabbed the hem of Yuan Hongjun's clothes.

"Brother, you...do you hate me?"

Such a muffled voice made Yuan Hongjun's heart ache, but he had lived two lifetimes, his face was calm, he turned his head and smiled at Fan Ze, stretched out his hand and pulled his hand that was grabbing his hem, the voice was like The usual pampering: "How can I be a brother, I will definitely not hate you if I treat you as a younger brother, don't think about it, go, go back and eat some snacks, wash up and go to bed early."

It was said that Yuan Hongjun walked towards his room with big strides, and his back had a sense of running away.

Fan Ze stared blankly at the direction Yuan Hongjun was leaving, and looked down at the large and small bags in his hand. Inside were the savory fried chicken chops and fried beans, which made his eyes a little sore, and his heart was even more chaotic.

Isn't it good to be a younger brother?

Brother Yuan treated him well as always, but for some reason, Fan Ze felt that something was different. It was like a big rock was crushed in his heart, he couldn't breathe, but he didn't know what to do.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, the more irritable he became. When the child got angry, he wanted to throw out the pile of things in his hand to vent his anger, but when he thought that the person had waited in line for him at the night market for a long time, he bought it. Somewhat reluctant, she could only flatten her mouth, her beautiful phoenix eyes dimmed a bit, she turned and went back to her own room, and ate all those fried chicken cutlets and fried beans in retaliation.

These snacks are made at the night market with a lot of salt. After eating so much, Fan Ze naturally felt thirsty. He went to fry the beans with two cups of cold water, and the fermentation in his stomach was overwhelming. A shrimp, covering his stomach with one hand, curled up on the sofa, his little face was as pale as paper.

Fan Zeben had exquisite eyebrows and eyes, but now his face is pale, and cold sweat rolls down from his forehead. He bit his lips stubbornly, not wanting to make a sound.

"Don't you want to control me? If you don't want to control me, just let me hurt to death."