Li Laifu followed Lao Donkey Tou into the small courtyard in the alley. Lao Donkey Tou sat on the Eight Immortals table and sighed, while Li Laifu picked up things on the porcelain shelf. He used another 100 kilograms of white flour and exchanged it for Lao Donkey Tou. I bought more than 20 pieces of china, and there was nothing left in the groceries.
Putting everything in the backpack, Li Laifu walked around and put it into the space.
Li Laifu walked around and returned to the ghost market. He looked at the yellow paper bag and asked, "Old Biaozi, why is my beggar's chicken missing a drumstick?"
Lao Biaozi quickly took out a small jade token and said, "I couldn't hold it back just now. It was too fragrant. I haven't smelled meat for a long time. How about this jade token for you? It's bigger than the jade pendant just now."
Li Laifu reluctantly accepted it, but he was actually very happy.
The old donkey came out and took away the chicken leg that Li Laifu had eaten a few bites of.
Li Laifu scolded: "You damn old man, don't you have a chicken? Why are you eating my chicken legs?"
The old donkey head drank wine and ate the chicken legs and said, "You little bastard is just eating the chicken. You are not allowed to take the whole chicken home. Our family hasn't smelled meat for a long time."
Li Laifu really ignored this problem. He had been eating out these days.
Thinking about the soft beggar's chicken? My sister definitely loves to eat, so I have to take one home in the morning.
Simply put the remaining chicken skeleton next to the old donkey's head.
He lacks nothing now, he just needs to protect this family relationship.
"Seeing that you are so good at business, I have to tell you something. Don't come here tomorrow night. The market will definitely not open tomorrow," said the old donkey head.
Li Laifu joked with him, waved his hand in front of him and said, "Aren't you blind? How come you are still alive?"
When Lao Biaozi saw Lao Donkey Tou drinking wine and eating chicken, he was outraged by his virtue and said, "He knows how to tell fortunes. His right leg was kicked by a donkey when he was young, so when it rains on cloudy days, pain."
Li Laifu asked the old donkey head: "Is it so accurate?"
Lao Biaozi was the first to say: "It's not accurate at all. If it were accurate, he would have no son or daughter."
The old donkey glared at him and said, "Go to the other side, you're going to spray all the saliva on my beggar chicken."
Pooh!
The old Biaozi scolded: "Why are you pulling? You will have pheasants tomorrow, kid. Bring one for me too. I can't treat you badly."
Li Laifu knew that there was nothing left in the old donkey's head in the past two days. Now the old man only had the things in the wooden boxes, and he didn't even know what they were? This damn old man didn't even show it to him, making Li Laifu look like his grandson. He had to wait until he died before giving it to him.
Li Laifu glanced at the old donkey head, Damn it! Drinking wine and eating chicken, the chicken bones are crunchy and crunchy. How old is this body? I think half of them won't work.
Li Laifu hadn't picked up Lao Biaozi's wool yet, so he had this opportunity and said, "I can't come tomorrow. I'll bring them to you in two days. Is there still a dozen or so in his space?"
Li Laifu stopped chatting with him. He had almost collected everything today, and it was another uneventful day.
Li Laifu returned to Dongzhimen and made six more beggar chickens by the moat.
The chicken was not cooked until dawn. The old woman who got up early to dig wild vegetables saw him and whispered? The most annoying? A bunch of women digging wild vegetables? A look of pity on his face? Those old ladies were even more irritating, looking at him shaking their heads and sighing? He was clearly being treated as a fool by warming himself under the wall in the middle of summer?
Angry, he dug up the beggar's chicken in the soil and cursed!
The four chickens were placed in the space, and two mud balls were placed in the baskets.
What if this is in the future? Is there a fire under the city wall? Can't the urban management give him a beating? What I can’t figure out is what was confiscated by the urban management...? It's always been a mystery! Damn it, there’s no expert to help answer such a big mystery.
Li Laifu held a cigarette in his mouth and took one step at a time. He walked so free and easy! When walking into Nanluogu Alley, except for a few old ladies sitting on their soles at the entrance of various courtyards, there was not even an old man playing chess under the big tree. These days, anyone who can move goes out to look for food.
As for young people? He must have already gone to work, his life is so beautiful, he is in his sister's class!
Mrs. Liu was far away and said, "Xiaofang, your family Laifu is back."
Zhao Fang looked up at Li Laifu and said dotingly: "Aunt Liu, look at our Laifu. This child is so handsome. He looks good even when he walks."
Old Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes and thought to herself, what if my son's legs were broken, holding a cigarette in his mouth, shaking his head and tail as he walked around, he turned into a little hooligan, and sighed secretly, there is no way, who would let this child have such a bad life? Promise! I can actually get a bicycle instead.
Seeing Li Laifu approaching, Zhao Fang quickly put down the soles in her hands and said, "Laifu is back, come in quickly and I'll give you some face wash."
Li Laifu handed the basket to Zhao Fang and said, "Grandma Liu, your uncle? He hasn't been back for a while."
When Mrs. Liu mentioned her son, she said with a smile on her face: "It's coming soon! He'll be back at the end of the month."
His son also has a formal job, but in a mine? I can come back once a month. There is nothing dangerous these days. As long as I work, I can beat my head. And the work in the mine is not comparable to other jobs. After all, it is laborious work, and the food in the mine is better. The place is much better. After all, coal can be exported and earn foreign exchange. At this time, production must be guaranteed.
After Li Laifu entered the hospital, Zhao Fang had already taken out the washbasin.
Li Laifu washed his face and asked, "Auntie, isn't Xiaohong up yet?"
"I didn't ask her to let her sleep. If she falls asleep, I can relax a little bit, otherwise she will stick to my side," Zhao Fang said, holding a towel for Li Laifu.
oh!
After Li Laifu agreed, Zhao Fang asked again: "Laifu, why did you bring two mud pimples back?"
Li Laifu wiped his face with a new towel and said, "Auntie! This is the delicious food I brought back to Xiaohong."
Zhao Fang reached into the basket with doubts and was about to knock it twice to see if she was dazzled and why she still got muddy lumps?
"Oh my god, why is it still hot?"
Li Laifu sat at the door with the matza, lit a cigarette and said with a smile: "Auntie, there are delicious things inside. I will open them when the little girl wakes up."
Zhao Fang said directly: "Then what are you waiting for!" Walking towards the house,
Li Laifu was puzzled and stood up to follow her. The little girl was sleeping soundly with her butt stuck out, and Zhao Fang slapped her on the butt twice.
"Woke up."
The corners of Li Laifu's mouth twitched. The little girl was about to pout after being beaten awake, when Zhao Fang glared.
The little girl got up in a hurry. As soon as she saw Li Laifu, tears of grievance fell down. She held back the tears in her little mouth and pattered down.
Li Laifu quickly said: "Brother, hug me, big brother, hug me." That little guy was so pitiful.
