The sun was very good the next day. Xiaoman, who had been traveling all night, was completely exhausted. She washed her face in the creek on the roadside, cheered up and walked to Lijia Town.
The main street is very lively with people coming and going.
Teahouses, wine shops, bun shops, blacksmith shops, medicine shops, antique shops... everything is available.
Although it is still early in the morning, hard-working people have already started their day's life. In the shop, they are arguing over the difference of a pennies of money.
Suddenly, the smell of fresh meat buns wafted over. Xiaoman looked for the scent and locked her eyes on a bun shop.
I saw a middle-aged man wearing blue coarse cloth coming out with several cages of meat buns, handing them to a shrewd-looking woman in front of the counter for sale.
Seeing the buns coming out of the cage, the woman immediately shouted with a smile on her face: "Freshly delivered meat buns cost twenty cents each. Come and buy them!"
After a while, a group of old and young gathered around the woman, lining up to give money to buy buns.
While the woman happily collected the money, she wrapped the steaming buns in paper and handed them to the guests.
Suddenly, a ragged young man bent down and ducked into the crowd, trying to take advantage of the chaos to steal a few steamed buns. However, before his hand could touch the white steamed buns in the cage, he was hit hard by a jade hand!
"Damn boy, you want to eat steamed buns if you don't have money! No way!" the woman stepped in and cursed.
"Hello, Sister-in-law Xu, I'm hungry. As for the money, I will definitely give it to you tomorrow," the young man begged.
"Huh? Gu Bing, do you have money? Your father is a bad gambler. As long as your family has a copper, he will lose it! You brat, you are eager to learn but don't want to learn, just like others who don't have money to buy buns? Everyone?
Auntie, I don’t want to drink the northwest wind anymore?” Mrs. Xu’s eyes widened and she said viciously
Amidst Mrs. Xu's scolding, Gu Bing lowered his head, bit his lip, and squeezed out of the crowd in despair.
His mother left with someone, and he didn't know where his father had gone. Gu Bing hadn't eaten for several days. If he hadn't been hungry, he wouldn't have stolen the buns.
Looking at the oncoming young man, Xiaoman found that he was very likeable, with slender eyes, a tall nose, and a broad forehead. Although his clothes were ragged, he still gave people an extraordinary feeling.