At the vegetable market, Qin Ren's two sudden sneezes frightened the shoulders of Sect Leader Liuyun who was following him.
"Ah, it's okay, don't be afraid." Qin Ren rubbed his nose.
"I'm not afraid."
Yu Ling'er walked a few steps faster, walked to Qin Ren's side and repeated:
"I'm not afraid."
"Well, I'll just tell you."
The Ten Thousand Monsters Continent probably doesn't have the allusion "There is no three hundred taels of silver here". Qin Ren looked after the fragile self-esteem of the sect master perfunctorily.
"Someone missed me." Qin Ren sneezed again.
"who?"
Yu Ling'er turned around to look for her, turning her head to the left, forgetting to turn to the right, and just turned around in a circle.
"I don't know, but it's possible that someone scolded me."
This is Schrödinger's sneeze.
When you sneeze, an optimist will feel that someone is missing him, and a pessimist will feel that someone is scolding him.
Of course, there are also special people, such as certain groups on Weibo, who feel that someone wants to rape them.
"How much does this cost per pound?"
"Two dollars and a half."
Qin Ren squatted down in front of the stall and picked out the cabbage. It was juicy and juicy, maybe just like the person who missed him.
"Two dollars and a half is too expensive."
Qin Ren stood up and clapped his hands with a look of disgust:
"Everyone sells it for more than one yuan."
The old lady selling cabbage laughed:
"If you look around, you won't find anything for more than one dollar."
It is true that no more than one piece of cabbage has been sold during this period. It is just a "slang" in the vegetable market, which is equivalent to a signal, meaning that I am going to bargain, so please hold on.
Next, Qin Ren squatted down again and continued to look disgusted:
"So old, looking wilted..."
"Oh, I just picked it from the field and brought it into the city at four o'clock today. It's very fresh."
Yu Ling'er on the side also stared at the vegetable basket for a long time, and felt that it made sense. He knelt down and looked at Qin Ren seriously:
"Yes, Qin Ren, it looks quite fresh to me."
"..."
Why is this guy so honest...
Qin Ren was embarrassed to say anything, so he gave Yu Ling'er a look, and Yu Ling'er tightened his mouth and stopped talking.
"Two dollars."
"Two dollars and a half."
"Two yuan and two, weigh two catties."
…
The last two yuan and two were sold. Qin Rengang stood up, and a voice behind him that seemed to have been waiting for a long time quickly followed:
"I also weigh two pounds."
It was a woman's voice, gentle and pleasant to listen to. It should be that Qin Ren was watching from behind while the price was being negotiated, so that he could take advantage of it once the price was agreed upon.
These are common tricks in vegetable markets, but Qin Ren vaguely felt that the voice was familiar. He looked back and was stunned for a moment:
"Sister Su, are you there too?"
"Eh? Xiao...Qin?"
The beautiful woman behind her was also stunned for a moment, then she recognized her neighbor and raised a polite smile with some embarrassment:
"Sorry, you were squatting just now and I didn't even recognize you."
"Harm, what's there to be sorry for?"
Qin Ren really likes talking to women like Su Yu, she is very comfortable and approachable.
The young mother's clothes are always decent and exquisite. She wears a light green knee-length skirt that freely outlines Su Yu's plump body curves. Her crystal white and tender slender calves look less tight than the cardamom girl, but more
Very plump and soft, a pair of beautiful feet wearing light silver high-heeled sandals can be said to be smooth and translucent. The nude nail polish is low-key and unobtrusive, dotted on the neat rows of toes, perfectly and naturally showing off a woman of this age.
Quiet and mature charm.
"Who is this again...?"
Su Yu's beautiful oval face could be considered as unpainted. She simply applied some rose bean paste color lipstick. She opened her lips slightly, brushed her soft hair from her ears and temples, and looked at Yu Ling'er with a confused look.
.
She had already met Qin Ren's two younger sisters, one older and one younger, so why did another one appear?
"Her name is Yu Ling'er, it's me..."
Qin Ren forgot to assign an identity to Yu Ling'er before. After thinking about it quickly, he felt that Yu Ling'er had a feeling of "more than enough, but not enough for Su Yu" from all aspects:
"...she is my aunt."
"Oh, that."
Su Yu felt that the family composition of Qin Ren's family was quite magical. Not to mention the women in the house, all of them were as beautiful as flowers, and...Qin Ren himself was also handsome, so these excellent genes were passed down very stably.
"Xiao Qin, do you usually cook by yourself?"
"Well, my sister does it too, and sometimes I do it with her."
…
The two of them chatted casually while buying cabbage. Yu Ling'er, who had been silent until they said goodbye, spoke hesitantly:
"Qin Ren, what is aunt?"
As a cultivator, you may know about brothers and sisters, but you don't know much about the relationship between mortals.
From now on, I will be your aunt?"
"Um."
Qin Ren personally feels that the position of "aunt" is more suitable for Yu Ling'er, but he suddenly thought of the age issue:
"Master Yu, I would like to ask, how old are you this year?"
"One thousand two hundred and twenty-three."
Yu Ling'er said this at the beginning in the police station. She didn't believe it when two female police officers beat her to death. She didn't know how long people on earth could live at that time, so she made it up several times before she finally made it up.
But Qin Ren is different. The monks don't have any taboos about age, so Yu Ling'er just tells it honestly.
"What about Yourong?"
"Rong'er...Rong'er needs to be younger."
Yu Ling'er started to hesitate and his voice became lower.
"How much smaller?"
"She...is five hundred and one years old..."
After Yu Ling'er said that, his face started to heat up.
Although monks don't care about age, in another sense they are afraid of comparison.
The same cultivation level has also risen. The master has been practicing for more than a thousand years, while the apprentice has been practicing for only a few hundred years. By comparison, the master's stupidity is really evident.
However, Qin Ren was naturally indifferent to this, and just sneezed a few more times on the way to buy groceries.
"Have you caught a cold?"
Qin Ren looked at the big sun in the sky and murmured suspiciously:
"This hasn't changed at all..."
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At the same time, in Longhu Community.
Gululu——
Gu Qing was pulling a large goose-yellow suitcase, and his petite body exuded a mature temperament. Although the corners of his thin lips were pursed with a hint of coldness, his eyes were full of joy and expectation as he walked toward the fifth building.
After walking in the second unit, my steps became lighter and lighter.
When she finally reached the downstairs of the unit, she gradually stopped again, and her eyes were attracted by the two little girls next to the swing.
One is one big and one is small, one is five or six years old, and the other is twelve, thirty or four years old.
The younger one is as cute as a kid of the same age, while the older one is far more beautiful than an average little girl.
A light cyan dress, hemmed white socks, small black leather shoes, long hair that is almost waist-length, loose and not messy, the ends of the hair are neatly tucked into slightly curled inner buttons, and a small watermelon hairpin is pinned to the bangs.
The oval face with a little cuteness and childishness is as delicate as a doll.
The younger one is pushing the older one on the swing, and the older one is teaching the younger one to sing.
"Sunshine Rainbow Little White Horse~"
"Sunshine rainbow...little white horse..."
“Fried chicken, watermelon and cotton picking~”
?
It's a really weird song, but with the development of the Internet these days, it's understandable for children who don't know how to sing and play.
Gu Qing originally just glanced at the little girl a few more times, but after getting a little closer, surprise flashed in her eyes.
Because she discovered that the girl was wearing a telephone cord on her wrist.
There was a copper-colored key hanging on the gray telephone cord. Gu Qing lowered his head and saw that it was the same as the one he held in his right hand.
It's also a gray phone cord, and it's also copper-colored.
Is it a coincidence?
It's not impossible, but it probably isn't right now.
Because when Gu Qing raised his head, the little girl on the swing also cast her gaze towards her, her clear eyes motionless, then her feet slowly touched the ground, and she jumped down from the swing, heading straight towards Gu Qing.
Qing walked away.
"Yao Yao, you won't sit down?"
"Well, if you go home, I will go back too."
Luo Yao ordered Tang Bobo without looking back, then stared at the key in Gu Qing's hand, then looked at the one on her wrist, and came to a very bad conclusion:
