She knew that the people doing business here were all from other places, attracted by Beijing's glamorous appearance and the capital. But was there a nest for them to live in? Many people didn't even have the ability to survive. In order to survive, they had to
Dive into the dark alleys and live a life worse than death.
Sometimes people will ask, why don’t you want to go back if your life here is not good?
Most people would laugh bitterly, and then speak in Fang dialect and express their bitterness: "Isn't it a hard time to go back? It's the first time here no matter how you say it!"
There are not only food sellers here, but also clothes and jewelry sellers, as well as sexual supplies and some health products.
The urban management will come every other day and take whatever is needed.
If you don't give it, then what they want is your life.
After walking through the crowded market, Ruoxi walked to a stall selling sexual supplies.
Although the newly rented house has a bed and a quilt, who can lie down in that kind of place? The quilt is so damp that it is almost infested with bugs. Dozens of them can escape when it shakes. If it is covered on the body, I wonder if it will be infected.
Bite to death.
Ruoxi looked at the cloth on the stall and asked softly: "How much does this cost?"
"Five dollars a foot!"
"Why is it so expensive?" Ruoxi picked up the one next to it: "Where's this one?"
"It's all the same!"
"Are there any cheaper ones?"
"Yes, Xiaobu, do you want it?" The stall owner looked at Leng Xi and said coldly: "Three yuan a foot!"
Ruoxi frowned and did not buy it, because the place where she lived was already dark enough, and it would be too unlucky to hang this mourning cloth for dead people.
In the last half day, Ruoxi made a lot of choices and bought two quilts, and another floral one, which cost several hundred.
Feeling distressed and helpless, she finally saw the strips of cloth thrown away on the ground. They were all cut by others and were unwanted. Ruoxi asked that person: "Do you still want this scrap of cloth? If you don't want it, can you give it to me?"
The stall owner glanced at Leng Xi, his eyes moving: "You want to keep two pieces!"
"Damn it, you dare to ask for two pieces of such a piece of rag, then keep it for yourself and hang yourself"! Ruoxi turned around angrily and left!
The vendor pulled his neck and started shouting: "How about one dollar and a half, or one dollar and a half, or one dollar, or sixty cents?"
Ruoxi thought for a while and finally had no choice but to turn back, pointing to the bitiao on the ground and said, "Can fifty cents be enough?"
Soon, Ruoxi left with two quilts and floral strips in her arms!
When passing by the vegetable market, Ruoxi wanted to buy some food to go home, but then she remembered that the house didn't have pots and pans at all, let alone cooking.
When walking past the clothing stall, Ruoxi remembered that Liancheng didn't seem to have a change of clothes yet, and the only one was torn.
Ruoxi looked at the T-shirt that was getting shorter and shorter. It still had Spongebob Squarepants, Crayon Shin-chan with a bare butt, and a white t-shirt printed on it. The most terrifying thing was that there was an Ultraman monster next to it.
The stall owner said proudly: "Girl, this is the latest cartoon character. Do you want to buy it? It's only twenty yuan!"
Ruoxi shook his head and said he didn't want it anymore, so he bought it back. Can Liancheng wear it?
Playing with her clothes, Ruoxi suddenly saw a purple dress, which was very beautiful. Especially in this vulgar dress, she was different at a glance. Touching the finely patterned fabric on it, Ruoxi took it.