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Chapter 5 5: Pigeon City.)

Chapter 5 5: Pigeon Market, (please collect and recommend).

Author: I'll go steal the tower

Chapter 5 5: Pigeon Market, (please collect and recommend).

Seeing that Yan Bugui didn't believe it, the fat man pulled off the fishing net on his body and said proudly: "Third uncle, have you seen it? Fishing net! If I go down one net, I can catch seven or eight, and there are four or five more jumping into the net by myself."

Yan Bu raised his hand and patted his head in a noble manner, and cursed with a smile: "Hey, you little fat man are teasing the third uncle here, and jumping up by yourself. Why don't you say that you can jump into your mouth?"

The fat man hurriedly hid aside, laughed, and couldn't help but run the train: "It really broke into my mouth!

I was sitting by the river today. I just opened my mouth and blew up. The fish in the river jumped up and swirled into my mouth..."

"Go to you, you boy didn't tell the truth." Yan Bugui kicked his feet, squatted down, and asked, "Ryozi, can you finish eating so many river shrimps?"

Zhou Wenliang glanced at him and asked back, "What, the third uncle has any idea?"

"Hehe, I said you can't finish eating, and it will smell bad tomorrow. I can't hold this thing. I've caught it before, but it's not as big as you catch it, so it will be ugly the next day." Yan Bugui smiled and held a larger river shrimp.

The fat man squeezed beside Yan Bugui, almost squeezing, smiling: "Third uncle, I have enough food, I have a lot of family members, I will finish my meal, so I won't bother you to worry about it."

Yan Bugui suddenly lost his smile, "I didn't say I want you, I can like this little thing, I..."

He really fell in love with this little thing, but if he didn't give it to him, he couldn't force it to rob it. He secretly said that the two dead children were ignorant and did not know that the third uncle in the filial piety courtyard was like Xu Damao who gave something to him every time.

Seeing Yan Bugui leaving behind his hands, the fat man curled his lips: "Yan Laoxier."

Zhou Wenliang smiled and patted his shoulder, looked up and said, "Third uncle, don't leave, do you want loach?"

Yan Bugui paused, turned around quickly, and smiled: "Why don't you want it?"

As long as it is given for free, why don’t you want it? The food you give for free will taste delicious.

Zhou Wenliang saw that a loach in the bucket died. It was not delicious. It would be better to use him as a favor.

"Wow, this loach is big enough!" Yan Bugui looked at Zhou Wenliang as he picked up a long loach from the bucket.

"Then you see, this loach is not big, why do we catch it? No one has eaten anything."

Yan Bugui picked up the dead loach and looked at it. He was so happy that he praised Zhou Wenliang for being sensible. Later, he asked the third uncle for something, but he left with the loach and secretly said that there was meat and fish in the house again! It took him so long to eat meat? Although it was oily and smelled strong, he satisfied his cravings.

...

"Okay. This is yours, I'm so tired." Zhou Wenliang clapped his hands, stood up, and stretched.

He picked out all the big river shrimps in the bucket, and most of the remaining buckets were smaller.

He pointed to the bucket and said, "Go back and free up the bucket, don't forget to send it here."

"Don't worry, I won't forget." The fat man threw the fish on the ground into the bucket, patted his chest, and left with the bucket.

Zhou Wenliang held the basin and placed it on the table in the room. He came out to wash his hands in the yard with the water pipes, and went back to the room to read the book.

When Zhou's mother came back from get off work, she saw the fish and shrimps in the big bowl on the table and asked in surprise: "Xiaoliang, who gave us the fish and shrimps? Why did she give so much?

Is your elder sister back?"

My eldest sister Zhou Huixin always brings things to her house every time she comes back, and she always packs a lot of bags. And my eldest sister also loves Zhou Wenliang the most.

My eldest brother-in-law works in the grain station and has a lot of oil and water.

"It's not my elder sister, I went fishing in the river today."

After hearing this, Zhou's mother hit him a few times and scolded him: "You kid, you have gone to the river again. How many times have I told you to ask you to go less..."

Zhou Wenliang had no choice but to put down the book in his hand, "I understand, I fished on the shore and didn't go to the river to swim..."

Zhou Wenliang was swimming in the river when he was a child and almost drowned. That time, Zhou Wenliang was very scared. Later, he always stipulated that Zhou Wenliang could not go to the river, especially when he went down the river, so he broke his legs.

"You can't go either. You forgot that you almost drowned at the age of four. If you hadn't met a kind-hearted person... How could I live? Xiaoliang, you are obedient, let's not go to the river..."

Zhou Wenliang could feel Zhou's mother's care, and she felt warm inside, so she quickly responded.

The happiest person in the dinner was Zhou Wenwen. She loved to eat fish, especially the fish tail, the meat was delicious, and Zhou's mother made it very delicious. Zhou Wenwen shook her head and ate very happily, while praising her brother for being good.

Well, Zhou Wenwen completely forgot that she didn't snatch the meat yesterday, and she ignored him again.

Zhou Wenliang laughed in silence. This sister is so cute, she bought a fish.

No one ate the prawns on the table, and they all ate fish. Zhou Wenliang made it by the pot of the prawns alone, which was very hard. After eating most of the pots, he felt much more comfortable in his stomach.

Although this thing doesn’t have much oil or water, it’s also meat. It’s fragrant if it’s meat, at least it’s more fragrant than boiled cabbage.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Zhou Wenliang brought a mask and took a coat. The fat man wrapped it tightly, only his eyes leaking, like a thief.

"Your walkway is normal! You are sneaky, so no one can see that we have problems."

Zhou Wenliang had no choice but to stop. The fat man was carrying the fish and looked slutty. Whoever saw it, you don’t know that there was something wrong with the two of them.

"Uh, am I walking abnormally?" The fat man sweated heavily and came over.

Zhou Wenliang pushed him away and disliked: "Okay, okay, how do you walk normally, how do you walk now? Are you not hot in such a lot of clothes?"

In October, the fat man wrapped in a big cotton coat, covered his face, and wore a cotton hat on his head. How can he not be hot?

"Hot! I want to take it off."

"Then you still wear this thick clothes."

"I'm not worried that someone will recognize me."

"Who cares about you at this time? No one cares about you if you show your face."

Now everyone turns a blind eye, as long as it doesn't go too far, no one cares about it.

The local area is called Pigeon City, which is where ordinary people trade objects, and it is available everywhere.

The Pigeon Market rose from the time of the Eight Banners. At that time, this group of people didn’t do anything, and they walked birds and fought eagles all day long, and the people also learned it. However, the precious birds could not afford it, but the pigeons were traveling. After a little training, they had spirituality. The pigeons brought pigeon whistle and flew in the sky, with a beautiful and melodious whistle.

When there are too many pigeons, they will trade places. The pigeon market is just like this, and everyone calls it.

It is said that Ji Xiaolan likes to visit this place, and later there is a saying about Xiao City.

Zhou Wenliang felt that this should be nonsense.

In the past, Xiaoshi, which was the black market, came out to practice stalls in the middle of the night and almost broke up in the morning.

In a word, it is: In the middle of the night, the rooster crows and disperses.

Because the time point is very similar to the legendary time when ghosts appear, and the ghost tastes so strong that people are named the Ghost Market.

Thank you for the monthly tickets given by the leeks from the north of the city, thank you guys!!

There are free recommendations for everyone, thank you.

Please recommend and collect.

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