Tian Huairen squatted on the edge of the pier among the people looking for work, chewing on the steamed buns he brought out in the morning. While biting, he waited for the traffickers to come to recruit workers.
He pressed the four cents in his arms and giggled again. As long as he worked harder, he would definitely save money.
"Brother Tian San, Brother Tian San..." Tian Huairen was just thinking when he suddenly heard a cry of urgency. He raised his eyes and saw Luo Huzi from the same village running over quickly.
"Huzi, what's going on? It's broad daylight, is there a ghost chasing you?" Tian Huairen teased.
Luo Huzi gasped, barely sticking out his tongue a few times, pointing at him and saying: "Brother Sansan, hurry up..."
"What's going on?" Seeing him like this, Tian Huairen shrank and stood up.
"Your Brother Rui and Erya were detained and almost beaten to death."
Beat to death!
If Tian Minyan heard it here, she would definitely be amazed: Brother, why don’t you write science fiction novels? This is so exaggerated!
Tian Huairen stumbled, and the bun head in his hand fell to the ground and rolled several times. His pupils were straight, and his head was buzzing, like a ball of honey scurrying around.
Brother Rui and Nannan, he screamed strangely and immediately jumped out with a gust of wind.
"Third brother, wait for me." Seeing him running away, Luo Huzi hurriedly followed him. This third brother was too mature. He was from the same village after all, so he could help him if anything happened.
Ruyi Zhai.
Tian Minyan looked at her brother with a headache and pulled him hard. Although she was angry, she also knew that she was in trouble. She didn't care about the blueprint that the man took away, so she had to pull Tian Minrui away.
"Wait a minute, who's going to let you go?" Before she took two steps, the man stopped her again.
Tian Minyan secretly resented it, but suppressed her thoughts and turned back to look at the dog-looking man.
Like Jiang said, it's really shameful that such a superficial appearance was wasted.
"I ask you, did you draw this pattern?"
"So what?" Tian Minyan replied angrily.
When Shopkeeper Wu and Tian Minrui heard this, they both raised their foreheads and wondered, "How come our ancestors don't know whether to live or die!"
After all, Shopkeeper Wu has lived for decades. Hearing Shi Qi's question, he couldn't help but glance at his hand. At first glance, he was surprised.
Maybe I don’t have a good brush, so this picture was not drawn with ink, but with sharpened charcoal pens. The patterns are colorful, playful, and flexible. Compared with the style of Ruyizhai, it is quite a bit more creative and creative.
It's fresh. If it's made of gold and silver, it should be very popular.
Thinking of this, shopkeeper Wu glanced at Tian Minyan again, feeling slightly annoyed. If he had just taken a look, maybe there would be nothing wrong with him.
But he would not feel that it was a pity to get away with the treasure in front of everyone. He only said sourly: "Master, this style looks ordinary. I heard this girl said that she planned to use stone and wooden beads to string it. They are all little girls.
Isn’t this thing worth losing? I’d say, jade and jade should be the first gift to give. Yesterday our store just bought a batch of fine mutton-fat white jade. Why don’t you go upstairs and have a cup of tea to carefully select?”
The implication is that buying these wooden gadgets would be demeaning, and if someone like you buys them, it will make people laugh out loud.
Shi Qi glanced at the shopkeeper, then at Tian Minyan, whose face was full of unwillingness and disdain, and said, "I think this pattern is fresh. Girl, how many patterns do you have?"
When Tian Minyan heard this, she opened her mouth wide, pinched Tian Minrui and asked, "Brother, do you feel pain?"
"pain."
Tian Minyan smiled stupidly, God, I am used to playing with twists and turns, is this another village where there is a bright future and a bright future?
