"Ah? Is that so?"

The little baby blinked in confusion.

"Sister Huanhuan, what do you think?"

Xu Huan, of course, stood by Cheng Fan without hesitation, smiled and rubbed the little baby's chubby face.

"Master is right!"

Hearing this, the little girl pursed her lips, her eyes darting back and forth between Cheng Fan and Xu Huan.

Suddenly, as if he had a sudden realization, he hammered his palm fiercely.

"Oh~! I understand, this is called husband singing and wife following!"

Xu Huan's face suddenly turned red and she said angrily: "Why do kindergartens only teach some weird idioms? Is this called 'respecting teachers and respecting moral principles'?"

"By the way, Nannan, don't you want to eat roasted yam? Sister Huanhuan will take you there right now!"

The little baby girl raised the bag in her hand, "But sister Huanhuan, I haven't finished eating the roasted yam yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Huan took the little baby and left in a hurry, leaving the hotel as if he was running away.

Under the ambiguous gazes of the melon-eaters, Cheng Fan touched his nose and followed with a smile.

…

"Sister Huanhuan, please slow down a little. My steps are so small that I can hardly keep up!"

The little baby girl pulled Xu Huan's hand and pouted.

She was struggling to keep up with Xu Huan's pace with her short legs.

"Ah! I'm sorry, girl."

Hearing this, Xu Huan quickly hugged the little baby into her arms and rubbed her calves.

After looking around, Xu Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was far away from the ambiguous gazes of the melon-eating crowd.

"What are you doing running so fast?"

The voice coming from behind was calm and magnetic, with some faint bubbles in it, adding a bit of charm.

Xu Huan hugged the little girl and turned around, her face slightly red.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Master, I haven't eaten yet, I'm hungry..."

But the little baby kept shaking her head. She had just eaten a lot of squid and a few pieces of roasted yams to fill her belly. She was already seventy percent full.

"Haha, let's go together, I'm a little hungry too."

Hearing this, Xu Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the three of them continued walking towards the night market.

After all the troubles in the hotel just now, the sky is gradually getting dark, and it is now the opening time of the night market.

There are many snacks and specialties from all over the world in the night market. There are many kinds of steamed, grilled, braised and fried. You can find whatever you want. The sizzling squid they eat is the most popular stall in the night market.

This night market is not limited to a certain street or a certain alley. If you wander around casually, you might be able to find some kind of novel food in an alley that few people go to.

Some stores operate as restaurants during the day, and at night they close the doors and open the windows to start a snack business. If you are lucky, the income from selling snacks at night is more than during the two days!

There are also many people who set up stalls to sell their home-made delicacies, which are truly delicious and cheap.

Not far in front of Cheng Fan and his party, there was a small stall where a kind-hearted old woman was selling red oil dough.

Her dough and seasonings are all made by her own hands. Compared with dough pressed by machines, the old lady's dough is softer and more elastic, with first-class toughness and chewiness. It has become a craft.

Add a few shredded cucumbers to a piece of dough, add some fried peanuts, and pour the prepared sauce and fragrant spicy oil onto the dough!

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All around were the sounds of passers-by drooling.

The little baby smelled the aroma of spicy oil from afar and wanted to eat the dough.

At this time, the little baby seemed to have discovered something and shouted:

"Master, sister Huanhuan, look, it's the dummy uncle wearing glasses!"

Xu Huan was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Nanny, that uncle is not a 'dummy', he is a 'dummy'."

"Hmm...what's the difference?"

"..."

Just when Xu Huan was about to explain and educate the little baby about the meaning of "anti-counterfeiting", Cheng Fan suddenly said:

"Nanny, weren't you just asking if that guy with glasses is a good person?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Let's get closer and you'll know soon."

Cheng Fan smiled meaningfully.

The little baby looked confused, and turned around to see a man with gold-rimmed glasses coming to the stall of an old woman selling dough. He seemed to say something, and the old woman's face suddenly became a little ugly.

"Sister Huanhuan, come closer!"

"good!"

Xu Huan said with a smile.

…

"Young man, I'm just a noodle seller. I can't make much money in a day. I don't have that much money to lose!"

The old woman suddenly threw herself at the bespectacled man's feet and said in a crying voice. This scene immediately stopped Xu Huan.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, exactly the same as when he faced the boss in the restaurant.

"It's useless to beg me. If you sell Sanwu products, you're breaking the law and you'll have to lose money."

"But these are all cold skins made by me, so why are they a Sanwu product?"

The old woman rubbed the dough packaging box with her old and withered hands and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

"Do you know about the new restaurant that opened in town recently?"

"I know, I know."

The old woman looked at him doubtfully, wondering what the restaurant had to do with her reputation.

"That restaurant has been sealed just now. The owner is selling Sanwu products. His business license has just been revoked and he was arrested by the police!"

The words of the man with gold-rimmed glasses immediately frightened the old woman, with fear written all over his face.

"You know? I was the one who reported it!"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses showed a malicious smile.

Hearing this, the old woman's eyes became even more frightened, and her hands curled up nervously.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses raised his eyebrows and threw down a few bound pieces of A4 paper. On the first page, there were suddenly three words written on them - Judgment!

"Did you see it? This is a verdict from the Market Supervision Bureau. It has nothing to do with the taste or price of your dough. It has no label, so it is a three-no product!"

"As for how you make the dough, what does it have to do with me? Or I'll pay you..."

The bespectacled man leaned down, looked at the old woman slowly and maliciously, and threatened in a low voice.

"Or, I'll go to your house and let the people from the Supervision Bureau arrest you!"

"I'll pay, that's all I'll pay, please don't report me!"

The old woman was completely frightened and begged him repeatedly for mercy, crying and asking him not to report her.

The bespectacled man picked out his earwax with his little finger, as if enjoying the fruits of victory, and said jokingly:

"Then make the money quickly. It's not much, just five thousand is enough."

Under coercion, the old woman had to transfer five thousand to him in order to settle the matter.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Little Baby and Xu Huan almost burst out of fire!

Xu Huan immediately rushed to complain to the old woman.

The little baby even shouted:
Chapter completed!