Lu Zhen.
It is another prosperous day. On this day, all the idle people from the countryside will go to Luzhen, either to eat delicious food, or to listen to ditties, or even worse, just to catch a glimpse of the beauties in taverns and teahouses.
And this black bandit came to Lu Town in the sky, even though he was going to the market, he was just here to join in the fun. He didn't have much ability, and he didn't dare to steal. All he did was just come to take a look at the bustling street.
On this day, Shaoqiu also went to Lu Town to sell some cold potatoes he had picked in the mountains. If he didn't bring them to Lu Town to sell them, he wouldn't be able to eat much, so why not sell them for some small money? ? But in Lu Town, for some reason, I met this black bandit again. When this black bandit saw Shaoqiu selling these sweet potatoes, he felt unhappy. He came here and had nothing to sell. No wonder his wife didn't like it. However, he looked at Shaoqiu in a different light, probably because he knew how to do business.
The gangster was extremely jealous at this time, and he was also worried about it. He was deeply afraid that if Shaoqiu made a deal, how would his wife still love him in the future? If she is not as good as this boy, wouldn't my wife have something to say, saying that she is not as good as this boy? If she falls in love with him, who can she blame?
And if his wife gets close to this boy, how can he have any dignity staying in this deserted village? Even if he dies, his soul will be shameful. And if this kid has no money, then his health should be in bad shape. Once his health is not good, let alone a fight, he will die of illness.
However, God is wise, and Shaoqiu's business is not bad. This makes the black bandit squatting aside and smoking a cigarette feel very unhappy. At this time, he actually roared, and after such a roar, he bought Shaoqiu's cold drinks. Customers who bought sweet potatoes stopped buying them one after another. It was important to save their lives. No matter how delicious the sweet potatoes were, they were just mediocre.
Seeing that many customers had already run away, Shaoqiu knew that it was gangsters, but he felt helpless. He just lowered his head and silently counted a handful of change in his hand. I am not in good health and I am a scholar. How easy is it to deal with this gangster who looks like a tiger or a wolf?
I had no choice but to lower my head and endure it silently, while the tears kept rolling down my stomach. It seemed that this life was over.
After a long time, an old man came over and stood in front of Shaoqiu's stall, wanting to buy jicama. But at this moment, the black bandit rushed over in a panic and accidentally bumped into a big rock. After getting up, he insisted that Shaoqiu's sweet potatoes were bad and told the old man not to buy them, and that he would eat these bad ones. Sweet potatoes are not good for your health. When the old man heard what the black bandit said, he cupped his hands, obviously expressing his gratitude in this way. The old man glanced at Shaoqiu, who was sitting silently aside, spat, lightly kicked the basket of sweet potatoes, and left bitterly.
When leaving, the black bandit suddenly stepped forward to give the old man a farewell, but the old man turned around and bowed his hand to the black bandit again.
This very rare customer was lost by this gangster. This made Shaoqiu gnash his teeth with hatred, but what could he do to this gangster? The black bandit was sitting next to Shaoqiu at this time, on a dilapidated stone, gnawing on a roast chicken and squinting at Shaoqiu. His fearlessness was obvious, and he was only angry with Shaoqiu. At this moment, I really want to close this stall and stop selling these cold potatoes.
After finishing the roasted chicken, the black bandit wanted to throw the remaining bones at the passersby. For a while, most of the passers-by were afraid to avoid it, and who dared to come forward to buy cold potatoes? And after those men were teased by this black bandit, they looked at him angrily and saw that this black bandit had a strong back. Who dared to offend him?
After a while, Shaoqiu saw that the sunset was about to set, and in Lu Town, the number of pedestrians gradually became sparse, and the bustling and noisy streets no longer existed.
At this moment, a young girl came forward and squatted in front of Shaoqiu's stall, looking at these sweet potatoes carefully. Of course, these sweet potatoes were the best, and the smell they gave off was so sweet that the girl was so excited. Shi Jian didn't want to leave. It seemed that he had a deep affection for this cold potato and was determined to win it.
At this time, the black bandit still refused to leave. Seeing that there were few pedestrians, he relaxed his guard at this time. He actually fell asleep on a broken stone on the street. The sound of his whirring made the pedestrians in Lu Town terrified. .
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At this time, the girl came over and bought Shaoqiu two kilograms of sweet potatoes. After receiving the money, Shaoqiu was in a good mood. No, she squatted aside again and kept counting the change.
But the good times didn't last long. Soon, the black bandit woke up from his sleep. Looking at Shaoqiu's stall, there were already a lot of cold potatoes missing. He was quite angry for a moment. After spitting, he roared again, After this roar, the pedestrians on the street disappeared for a while, as if they had disappeared from the world.
Shaoqiu saw that this person was quite wicked and actually did such a vicious thing. He originally wanted to scold him, but in the face of this gangster, how could he dare to scold him? I had no choice but to put away the stall and walk alone along Luzhen. When I arrived at the dock, I got back on the big ship. However, there were still many sweet potatoes in the basket that could not be sold. These were not so much my own goods. No, it's better to say that it was given by the gangsters.
Soon after taking the boat back, Shaoqiu returned to the deserted village and boarded the pier, with the black bandit following behind him. At this time, the black bandit's wife also walked out of the house far away. Of course, her intention was to come The man who picked up this gangster did it for no other reason than to eat sweets. Every time the gangster came to Lu Town, he would buy a lot of candies. But when he saw that Shaoqiu Liangshu couldn't be sold, he slapped his man on the body and cursed him again. Of course she knows that all this is thanks to her man, and if her man has this ability, he can be considered a real man, right? Thinking of this, is there any reason to be unhappy?
At this time, Shaoqiu could only silently carry the basket and walk on the dirt road step by step. People around him sighed from time to time, as if they were feeling sad for Shaoqiu, but they were helpless. What could be done?
At night, Shaoqiu stayed in his house again, and when the lights were first turned on, the night in the deserted village, against the lights, could be described as romantic and poetic. But this Shaoqiu stayed in his own room, how did he feel when facing all this?
My mind was once in a state of turmoil, and the only thing that could make me feel better was reading a book.
But at this moment, it started raining heavily outside the door. The sound of rain was like the murmur of the river, but listening to it alone had a different meaning.
Amidst the sound of rain, someone was knocking on the door outside. The level of roughness made the elegance of listening to the sound of rain disappear for a time. At this time, I was quite nervous, and I didn't know what kind of disaster would happen.
