At half past eleven.
Chu Heng took Wan Xiaotian and Yang Qing out of the dormitory building.
Looking up at the sky, the moonlight tonight was surprisingly white. Looking at the silver plate hanging high in the sky, he couldn't help but picture Xiao Ni, his second wife, and Dalia in his mind.
Oh...and Yu Li, the daughters-in-law of the father's family, the eldest daughter of the Huang family, and Aunt Li...
Oh, so many things, from the past, the present, the future, from the computer, all popped up.
"It's time for me to go home!"
As a veteran rider, Chu Heng sighed quietly.
"Are you homesick?"
Wan Xiaotian stepped forward and asked.
"Children shouldn't pry into adults' business."
Chu Heng glanced at him, walked to a bicycle, took out the key and opened the lock, then swung his long legs, sat on it, and slowly disappeared into the night on the bicycle.
"What don't I understand? I just miss my wife." Wan Xiaotian muttered in a low voice, and then he and Yang Qing chased after each other on a bicycle.
Under the bright white moonlight.
Three figures walked furtively through the city, their shadows drawn very long by the dim street lights.
More than twenty minutes later.
Chu Heng and the other three came to the vicinity of Pigeon City.
As a frequent visitor here, Yang Qing knew the terrain very well. When he got there, he took Chu Heng and the others down a very remote path. Then he found a firewood pile and hid the bicycle in it. The three of them took it. He took out his mask and put it on before taking his things and heading towards Pigeon City.
After walking along the original road to the main road, after walking for a while, the three of them saw a figure moving in front of them from a distance.
The man was jumping on a load with baskets hanging on both ends, and there was a faint sound of roosters crowing.
"It should be from a nearby village."
Yang Qing shook the bag on his shoulder, with a look of envy in his eyes: "Chickens are a good thing nowadays, and you can buy them at a good price."
"People must learn to be content. There are some things that you can't envy. Just be yourself. You must know that when you envy others, others also envy you." Chu Heng patted his little brother on the shoulder with a smile on his face and strode forward. walking forward.
Yang Qing looked at his upright back, suddenly grinned, and quickly followed up with Wan Xiaotian.
Yes.
Our family now has no worries about food or clothing, and we are the envy of people in the village.
It’s time to be content!
Five or six minutes later.
The three brothers came to Pigeon Market.
Standing at the intersection and looking in, there are shadows inside, and lights of various colors are dotted everywhere, which makes it look like blooming flowers.
"It's so lively!"
Chu Heng looked at the scene in front of him with a nostalgic look, thinking that he was also a frequent visitor to the pigeon market.
"Let's go quickly, brother, there won't be any room if we stay later!"
When Yang Qing saw this guy standing there and making a fuss, he urged him hurriedly and walked over with the package.
"Let's go." Chu Heng came back to his senses, greeted Wan Xiaotian, and followed him slowly.
A few moments.
The three of them came to the edge of the pigeon market, and there was an open space in front of them. Yang Qing, who had quick eyes and quick hands, rushed forward in a few steps, grabbed a man who was also carrying a package and put the package on the ground.
The man who was a step behind glared at Yang Qing angrily and was about to go up to argue, but when he saw Chu Heng and Wan Xiaotian standing next to Yang Qing, he simply turned around and walked inside.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero...
"Hey!"
Yang Qing smiled proudly, quickly unwrapped the package and spread out the stall.
Chu Heng glanced at the contents of his package. He saw a gray hare with fur that had been dead for an unknown period of time, and a pile of half-new and half-old clothes dumped from Sijiu City. These were his of all.
After laying the things, Yang Qing found a few bricks from the roadside and put them on the ground. He greeted Chu Heng and the others: "Brother, Brother Xiaotian, do it quickly."
"Business about your business, don't worry about us." Chu Heng shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull the mask up a little, took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, standing silently and watching the stall owners and passers-by around him. .
Seeing this, Yang Qing stopped caring about him. He turned around and went to the roadside to pick up a few branches and put them in his stall. Then he carefully put a few old army green clothes and pants and a hat with a five-pointed star on it. The military cap was hung up.
Seeing this, Chu Heng nodded approvingly.
This guy is a business guy.
The most fashionable thing at the moment is this kind of military green, especially the X-front hat with a five-pointed star. It is the target of many teenagers nowadays, and they are proud to own such a hat.
With these things as signboards, he won't have to worry about no one coming!
Sure enough, not long after he put the things up, a young man also wearing a mask came over. After staring at the hat for a while, he stretched out his hand to Yang Qing, ready to ask the price. .
Yang Qing naturally understood this, so he smiled and reached out to hold his hand, hiding it in his sleeves.
Immediately afterwards, the young man's expression changed, and then Yang Qing's sleeves began to shake violently.
A good while.
The young man sighed helplessly, looked at the hat reluctantly, stood up and left the stall.
Obviously the deal didn't work out.
Chu Heng asked curiously: "How much?"
Yang Qing slapped him: "This is the number."
"You're such a naughty kid." Chu Heng couldn't help but be speechless. He had an impression of this hat. It only cost one yuan when Yang Qing bought it from the trust.
"Hey, who makes this thing rare?" Yang Qinghan smiled and took back his hand, hurriedly went to greet an old man who came to ask about the rabbit, and soon sold the rabbit for three yuan.
In this day and age, food sales are always the best.
"Okay, you can sell it here and let's go look around."
After watching for a while, Chu Heng felt a little bored, so he left Yang Qing with Wan Xiaotian and walked into the pigeon market.
After the two of them wandered around for a while, they had to sigh.
Pigeon City, a big city, is really prosperous!
As long as it's available on the market, it's basically available here.
Food, clothing, clothing, almost everything.
But the best selling thing is food. After all, food is the most important thing for people.
After the two brothers passed a few more stalls, Wan Xiaotian suddenly pulled Chu Heng, pointed to a stall not far away and said, "Master Chu! Look at that man, he seems to be a gangster leader from the big city. He came to see him a while ago. As for you, your name should be... called... Mazi! Yes, Mazi!"
When Chu Heng heard this, he looked over and saw Mazi sitting in front of a stall surrounded by several men. The stall sold a variety of things, but they were basically edible, such as sweet potatoes, stick noodles, rice, millet, etc.
"Go over and have a look."
He looked back with a smile, pulled off the mask on his face, and walked slowly over with his hands behind his back.
