"Oh..." Fatty understood.
Scar San'er is so kind, I'm afraid it was Xiao Yu's order, "You did a good job on this. You are a good person and you will do it to the end. Get me some tea to drink. Are you okay? Come over and help me, shout out." My throat hurts for a long time!”
"It's not Fatty, you..." Scar San'er glanced at Varova sitting in the car and looked confused, Fatty, what are you doing?
"Give her this little silver." The fat man grabbed a handful of silver from Valova's arms and handed it to Scar San'er.
"Thank you, uncle." Zhao Sanniang actually also has eyes. Although the fat man looks like a merchant, he is definitely not an ordinary merchant. Otherwise, how could Mr. Scar talk to him like this?
"Okay, okay, this master doesn't care about you thanking him. Go home and rest quickly. It's been a hard day. I've been working these days. I've prepared rice and noodles for you. Do you have it?" People who are sick, don't let yourself get into trouble because of your tiredness!" Scar San'er gave her the money and asked her to go home on her own.
"Uncle, how much does the candied haws on a stick cost?" A group of little kids gathered around, drooling at the crystal clear and colorful candied haws on a stick.
"One tael of silver per bunch!" said the fat man.
"Uncle, you are lying. The candied haws I sell are only a few cents!" A little girl with pigtails clutched two copper coins and a small pinwheel made of yellow paper in her hands, and glared at the fat man.
"Oh, you little brat, you don't know how to be polite! In buying and selling, one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell. If you can't afford it, just say you can't afford it, but you say such meaningless things!" said the fat man.
"Just sell her one." Valova on the side pulled at the corner of the fat man's clothes.
"No, we are doing business and we must abide by the rules!" The fat man refused sternly.
"I only took two bites of this and gave it to you." Mr. Scar handed the one in his hand to her.
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you talking about ruining my business by eating my candied haws for nothing?" the fat man said loudly.
"Uncle, you are so stingy!" the girl said angrily.
"You're just being stingy, aren't you?" Fatty said with a smile, "I'm going to let you little brats see that you can't eat it... If you don't buy it, then get out, what are you looking at here?"
"We're not looking at you, we're looking at this pretty young lady!" the little girl said, but actually she was looking at the candied haws, with a trace of drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.
"If you really want to eat, then use something in exchange... Do you want to sell this windmill?" The fat man pointed at the windmill in her hand and asked the price, "How much does one cost?"
"Ah? My father made this for me, but he won't sell it. If you like it, uncle, I can give it to you." The little girl was not stingy at all, and directly put the windmill into his hand.
Look at this kid's pattern!
"Nonsense, I'm such an old man, can I ask for your child's things for free?" The fat man became angry, "I'll give you ten candied haws, which is a lot of money... Why ten candied haws is not enough? You greedy little yellow-haired girl, Then eleven, twelve... You don’t want fifteen, do you?”
In the end, he simply divided the remaining candied haws among the children, and gave the small windmill to Valova. "How do you play this?" Valova asked.
"Little sister, let me teach you. You hold it and run with me. The faster you run, the faster you turn. Run quickly, giggle..." The little girl held the candied haws in one hand and pulled Valova up on the street. Running around.
"Fat Master, who is this foreign girl?" Scar San'er asked, looking at Valova who was laughing and running away with a group of children, "This is even more beautiful than the foreign girl last time!"
"My friend," the fat man said, "By the way, has the blind mother-in-law come back these days?"
"No, that old lady is so nagging." Scar San'er said, "You said you're so old and you're still running around, so you can just stay here and take care of yourself!"
"Tell me when she will come back," the fat man said.
"I know, Master Xiao has already given the order." Scar San'er said.
"Why do you kid still hang out on the street all day long? Can't you find a serious job?" The fat man said, "How about you come to my house and I will batch some sugar for you and you can make a living by setting up a shop."
"I'm not Wang Xiaoer, and I don't know how to do business. As the saying goes, kindness doesn't lead soldiers, and justice doesn't do business. We are all loyal when we go out to hang out, but we don't cheat people to make money from others..." Scar San said .
"Who the hell are you talking about!" the fat man said angrily.
"I didn't say you were fat!" Scar San'er said with a smile, "I mean I'm used to it. You said I'm a bachelor. I'm neither old nor young. I just live one day at a time. Anyway, I have a lot of time to live. Drink wine, and even if you die, your brothers will bury you..."
"You've lived a pretty clear life, kid," the fat man said, "What are you looking at?"
"I see there is no smoke coming from the chimney of Zhao Sanniang's house. She has nothing to eat today, and she probably has no intention of starting a party at the moment... You said she is a pregnant woman, how can she do it without eating? "Scar San'er said.
"Damn it, you kid, you don't have any evil thoughts about that woman, do you? That man's body is still cold!" said the fat man.
"No, no!" Scar San'er denied with a blushing face, "She is a serious woman, who am I? I am not worthy of her at all."
"Are you serious?" Fatty said with a smile.
"To be honest, I didn't think Zhao Sanniang was so dazzling before, but after this incident, I found that she was really a pretty good woman. It's a pity that Li Fei's life was short, and such a good woman was blinded in vain." Scar San'er said.
"You kid, either stop thinking like this and treat others well if you do." The fat man seemed to be saying this to himself.
"That's what I was thinking... By the way, Fatty, who is this Western girl?" Scar San'er asked, looking at Valova who was running and laughing with a group of children.
"If I tell you, I must kill you." Fatty said.
"I know who she is even if you don't tell me..." Scar San'er narrowed his eyes and said, "She must be your sweetheart."
"You know too much." The fat man pretended to kill someone and silence him.
"But don't worry, Fatty, I will never tell anyone." Scar San'er said, "We are all men, I understand."
"You don't understand, don't you?" The fat man stood up and shouted to Valova, "Hey, stop playing, go home!"
"Are we going back?" Varova ran back with a blushing face, followed by a bunch of little kids, all looking at the fat man eagerly, as if facing a strict parent, begging for more time to play outside. Opportunity, but dare not speak.
"It's very late. You're not hungry. Go home and eat!" The fat man waved his hand to coax the little kids. "You all should go home too. It's so late and you don't go home to eat quickly. You're still running around outside. Don't you be afraid of your dad? Mother scolds you."
"Uncle, will you come tomorrow?" the little girl asked.
"Tomorrow..." The fat man glanced at Valova, thinking that she would leave after tomorrow. I really didn't know when she would come back.
