Luo Baobao ran back to the shop where she had eaten beef vermicelli in a pot. The table where she and Aunt Mianmian sat was replaced by a new person. The landlady was clearing the dishes on the other table next to it.
Seeing Luo Baobao come in, she didn't even need to ask, the landlady came over with bowls and chopsticks.
"Girl, did you leave something behind?"
Luo Baobao nodded happily, "A baggage roll, boss lady, have you seen it?"
"I'm telling you, you must be the one who left it behind." The landlady said with a smile, "If you go on the front foot, I'll pick up your bundles and give them to my nephew, and send him to chase you towards the south gate. What's going on? , didn’t he catch up?”
"Ah?" Luo Baobao scratched his neck and shook his head: "I didn't see your nephew. Besides, we didn't go to the south gate, we went to the west."
The landlady lightly stomped her foot, "It's over now, he went to the south gate. It's okay, it's okay, he will come back later if he doesn't catch up with you. Girl, why don't you just sit in my shop for a while and wait for him? , how’s it going?”
Luo Baobao didn't respond, looking over the head of the landlady towards the store.
"Where were the two men who ate vermicelli noodles earlier?" she asked suddenly.
The landlady was stunned for a moment, followed Luo Baobao's gaze and turned around to look at it, and she suddenly understood.
"Oh, you two of them go in front and they have finished eating and left. The girl can come in and sit down and wait for my nephew with peace of mind, right?"
"They left? In which direction?" Luo Baobao asked anxiously, even a little disappointed in his eyes.
This made the proprietress, who thought she had some knowledge and had seen many different kinds of customers, a bit confused.
"I don't recognize them. This is the first time I've come back to the store to eat. They disappeared after leaving the door..."
The landlady was replying, but her eyes were looking at Baby Luo calmly.
At first glance, the clothes this girl was wearing made it clear that she was a child from a well-to-do family. The clothes on her body were neat, clean, and not patchy, giving people a very fresh and comfortable feeling.
The clothes are bright in color, but not flashy. They are not like the vulgar and arrogant people of the nouveau riche.
The girl looks smart and delicate, and has courage in speaking and acting. It is obvious that her family loves and protects her, and this family should also be the kind of parents who have the conditions and ability to love and protect their children.
Based on the above, the proprietress felt that it was necessary to leave Baobao Luo in the store to wait for her nephew, so that the two boys and girls could meet. Maybe... if fate comes, my nephew will be able to save twenty years of struggle?
Thinking of this, the landlady invited Luo Baobao into the store to wait even more attentively.
Luo Baobao was a little depressed. Since everyone had run away, he would remember to give them a spanking and then give them another one when we meet again.
She entered the store and sat down to wait. The proprietress had a small thought in her heart, and her face became even more smiley and affectionate: "Are you thirsty, girl? Shall I make tea for you? Or a bowl of sugar water?"
Luo Baobao looked at the sincere eyes of the landlady, curved his lips, and his eyes were as pure as a child's: "Can you replace the tea and sugar water with beef soup?"
Aunt Mianmian had urged her to leave earlier, but she still hadn't had enough of the spicy beef soup...
The landlady was stunned for a moment and thought to herself, this girl is really not polite to you. A bowl of beef soup in the store is clearly priced at three pennies a bowl...
The beef vermicelli stew is delivered inside, but a bowl of beef vermicelli stew costs 12 Wen.
Well, for my nephew, I can afford to give him beef soup for three pennies.
"Okay, girl, just wait. It'll be ready soon."
"Thank you. Please put some more coriander. I like to eat that."
"OK, no problem!"
Coriander is not worth anything anyway.
On another street, Mianmian stood under the eaves and waited patiently for Baby Luo.
Both hands and feet are the fruits of this shopping trip.
There were very few people on the street. Occasionally, a few passers-by would pass by. When she saw the person under the eaves, she couldn't help but walk a little slower and take a few more glances.
But that's all.
Mianmian was embarrassed to be looked at like this, so she turned sideways and lowered her head, her green silk hair falling down to cover her palm-sized face, hoping in her heart that Baby Luo would come back soon.
"Sister, I've been looking for you everywhere, why are you standing here?"
Someone not far away yelled.
Mianmian subconsciously raised her head and frowned slightly when she saw the person coming.
He was one of the two men at the next table while eating beef vermicelli in the store.
Mianmian lowered her head and turned around, leaning her feet against the corner, trying her best not to let the man see her front.
Unexpectedly, the man ran straight to her, grabbed her arm, picked up something on the ground with his other hand and tucked it randomly under his arm, dragging Mianmian away: "Let's go home with my brother, and we'll show you later." My mother will be very distressed if she is hacked!"
Mianmian was shocked, and struggled in fear: "You have recognized the wrong person, I am not your sister..."
The man turned to Mianmian and grinned with yellow teeth, "You silly girl, why are you still talking so angry? Hehe..."
"I'm not your sister, and I don't recognize you either. Let go, let go!"
His smile was kind and honest, but the third girl felt danger and evil from his eyes and the iron-like hands on his wrists. She hit him with the thing she was carrying in her other hand, crying and screaming. , her body fell back, trying to stay on the ground to avoid being dragged away, but in front of this tall man, her strength was like that of a little chicken, and she was quickly dragged by him from under the eaves. On the street, judging from his momentum, he wanted to drag her into an alley over there.
Mianmian knew that once she was dragged into the alley, it would be harder to escape away from the crowd on the street.
"Help, help..."
She cried and struggled and asked people on the road for help.
It really attracted several passers-by to watch, point, or make general inquiries, but no one actually stepped forward to stop it.
"This girl said she's not your sister. Brother, did you admit the wrong person?"
"Yeah, it's better to ask clearly. Look at this girl crying so miserably. Are you afraid she's not a kidnapper?"
"He is a kidnapper, I am not his sister, uncle, save me, save me..."
The man's fingers pinched Mianmian's wrist with sudden force, causing Mianmian to be speechless in pain and her waist bent over.
The man blocked Mianmian behind him and calmly explained to the questioning onlookers: "My girl was spoiled by her parents. My family told her that she was not happy to kiss her, so she stole the family's money to buy it." I want to have a private meeting with a brat after I got something. Hey, the family scandal must not be made public. Everyone will laugh at it. Please let me, please let me..."
When the onlookers heard that this beautiful girl was actually planning to run away with someone, their favorable impression of her dropped several notches.
Of course, when it comes to marriage, you have to listen to your elders and make your own decisions. Is this really true? No matter how good-looking you are, you can’t tolerate it.
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