The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

The middle-aged man was a little thin, but the expression on his face was a little gloomy.

There was also a stall in front of him, with more than 20 pots of flowers on display. There were not many things, but it took up a lot of land and directly squeezed the little girl's stall into the corner.

The little girl's stall also had more than 20 pots of flowers, but all of them were crowded next to each other. Almost all the small flower pots were piled up together, and it was impossible to tell which pot the flowers belonged to.

But the little girl obviously cherishes these flowers. On a hot day, the flowers are covered by two paper umbrellas. There are still some water droplets on the flowers. It seems that they have just been watered, and they look bright and refreshing.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand to cover the sun above his head, but those flowers were listless, making people have no desire to buy at all.

And what did he just say? Want to buy a pot of flowers from this girl for 20 wen? These days, there are hundreds or thousands of flowers like Yao Huang, Wei Zi, etc. that are well-raised.

Of course, in front of the little girl are some ordinary flowers, but they are also of great ornamental value, and it can be seen that they have been carefully cared for. Even if it is not very expensive, it is definitely more than twenty cents per pot.

This middle-aged man is very good at abacus.

Gu Yundong only thought about it when he saw a woman hurriedly approaching from a distance.

She still had a small kettle in her hand. She should have gone to the river to fetch water. When she came back, she saw the little girl wiping her tears, and she suddenly said distressedly, "What's the matter?"

"Mother, I didn't protect Xiaohui." The little girl pointed to the flower on the ground, looking very sad.

Her mother touched her head, and before she had time to comfort her, she heard the middle-aged man's laughter again, "Hahaha, you even named the flower, aren't you a fool?"

His words were ugly, but Gu Yundong suddenly remembered who this person was.

Shopkeeper Pan! !

At the beginning, the shopkeeper who wanted to pit Shao Qingyuan ended up asking for trouble and was hung up by a rope from the tree by Shao Qingyuan.

He was arrested and taken away later. It's almost a year, and he was released?

Moreover, he used to be the shopkeeper Pan, but now he has been reduced to the point where he can only occupy a place here to sell flowers?

Well, I've lost a lot of weight now, no wonder I didn't see it at a glance.

However, after so long in prison, he still remains unrepentant. In the past, he wanted to take advantage of Shao Qingyuan, but now he was bullying the elderly, the weak, women and children, and it was hopeless.

Gu Yundong shook his head, walked in front of the mother and daughter, squatted down and said to the little girl, "I want to buy your flowers, okay?"

The little girl raised her head, tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Her mother also looked at Gu Yundong with joy, and nodded hurriedly, "Of course, you can choose which pot you like. Look, there are orchids, lilies, hibiscus, and dandelion here, all of them look good."

Gu Yundong really thought it was pretty, and the little girl burst into laughter, looking at Gu Yundong expectantly.

When the shopkeeper Pan in the back saw a client, he hurried forward and pushed the little girl and her daughter aside.

"The girl wants to buy flowers. Come and buy them from me. I have all kinds of flowers. Come and see, there are more flowers than them, they are bigger, cheaper, and very fragrant."

Gu Yundong disliked him very much, glanced at the flowers in his house casually, and said, "You flowers are gone, my eyes hurt when I look at them. Besides, the dead look is sick and bitten by insects. If you're about to die, I won't buy it if you give me a penny or a pot."