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Chapter 281 What a small world

There are many pots and melons in this gourmet city.

After Hu Qing became famous, many people came to her to do business.

Some unscrupulous colleagues came to see her and saw her enthusiastically calling her a piece of junk to a group of adults. After watching her for a while, she left silently.

She even collects garbage. Wouldn't it be disrespectful to argue with her?

The uncle and aunt asked her: "Girl, if we save these rags, we will throw them outside the city. These mineral deposits are very common, why do you collect this specially?" She came closer and asked mysteriously, "Is there something that everyone doesn't know?

benefit?"

Hu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just going to be remade. I'm a tool master, and it's a waste to throw them away when I see they can still be used. No, the price I offered is very low."

"That's right. With these three melons and two dates, we old people can just buy a few packs of melon seeds and eat them."

The markets in the fairy world are similar to the markets in the mortal world. The old people in the mortal world take care of themselves when they can’t work anymore. The old people in the fairy world have no hope of further study but they just enjoy life. They eat melon seeds and gossip, it’s the same.

This is a city of gourmet food. The elderly look shiny and rich after indulging themselves. Everyone smiles and life is wonderful.

Under the big tree where Hu Qing parked, because of this business, it soon became the new stronghold of old men and old ladies. From eight in the morning to late at night, Hu Qing listened to a lot of gossip. The old people told it with great emotion.

Even the smallest things can be said to be heart-wrenching.

"That daughter-in-law of the Zhou family went to the clan elders, opened an ancestral hall, and kicked out the little boy Zhou. She really kicked him out."

"Is the Zhou family willing? Is Mr. Zhou willing?"

"Of course the Zhou family doesn't want to."

"What to do?"

"What to do - Wednesday, Wednesday, tell me. How do you deal with your terrible great-nephew?"

Hu Qing went to see Zhou'er, a rich and kind old man with a white beard.

Zhou Zhou'er smiled, not feeling embarrassed at all about his nephew's misfortunes. He has a big family and has seen a lot of things, so this is where he comes from.

"Ang, how can we drive them out? We can't drive our children out if they don't make a difference." Zhou Zi'er was very angry and said as if he was happy about something good, "I'll give them a share of the house. His wife is not going home."

, both sons are no worse than me. They got up with a little help from the clan."

"That week boy——"

"The original store is still open. He hangs out with whoever he likes. He's so stingy that he can't be forgiven."

As soon as he said this, seven or eight old men and women denounced Zhou'er together. From Zhou's point of view, the boy scrolled up and counted which ones were stingy and stingy, passed down from their ancestors.

Zhou Er listened with a smile and was not upset. People who are waiting to die at this age have already seen through it. You are all jealous.

After talking for a long time, we came to Boss Zhang’s house.

Hu Qing pricked Zhileng's ears further.

"Young man Zhang has no future and wants to live with that wife. He just pretends it's nothing. I feel ashamed for him."

"Fortunately, his mother is very powerful. Call the clan elder and ask for the child, and the clan will take care of it. Anyone with a clear mind is better than Zhang Xiaozi in taking care of the child."

"Hey, I never thought that Mr. Zhang was confused before. How can you tolerate this kind of thing?"

"His wife is used to fooling people. Before this incident came out, who didn't think his wife was good?"

"That's right, you old lady has often asked your descendant's daughter-in-law to imitate Zhang's daughter-in-law."

"Bah, bah, bah, bad luck."

"Isn't it a shame to leave this matter to his family?"

"It can't be over. Mr. Zhang is not angry. He is trying hard to get a second wife for Mr. Zhang." The old lady said in a mysterious voice: "I've seen it, and it's even better than the original one."

"Hehe, why do you call me the original one? I haven't divorced you yet."

"Boy Zhang is stubborn and his wife is too weak to pretend to be pitiful. The old Zhang family is in trouble."

Hu Qing listened in agreement. From now on, it will be a fight between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. There is a man in the middle who can't carry it. Whoever cares about this man will lose.

Alas, children are debts. If Hu Huahua dares to go against her for a girl, she will skin him!

In a distant place, Huhuahua sneezed again and again, leaning forward and backward without stopping.

Two beautiful little girls looked down at their gauze clothes with black streaks on their heads. They were covered with shiny snot. They wiped it, and it was also on their faces!

"Why are you so rude! Don't you know you have to cover your mouth when you sneeze?"

"A-sneeze. A--sneeze."

Hu Huahua took the time to give you a cold look and cover her mouth? Why did he cover his mouth? I've already annoyed you, why don't you get out of here!

Not only did he not cover his mouth, he also opened his mind especially wide, with his nostrils and mouth wide open. There was an earth-shattering sound, and he looked like a pretty Zhang Fei who had drank a lot of water.

Those two little girls had no choice but to run away in confusion. It was disgusting. It was so disgusting. Even if he was someone valued by the superiors, they would not serve him!

Hu Huahua stopped sneezing, with a look of disdain on her face. She dared to even think about my bloodline. My woman must first be recognized by the old lady.

The jingling sound in Hu Qing's hand strangely matched the conversation of the old man and old lady, making them want to talk even more.

"Hey, the daughter-in-law that your wandering boy married is good. I think she is quite capable." An old lady praised her.

Another old lady was so proud that she raised her head proudly and swept all her old friends here and there with the tail of her eyes: "You still said that my wandering boy couldn't ask for a wife and asked me to buy it. What am I talking about? God

I hate stupid people. Isn’t it true that my young boy doesn’t like to talk and doesn’t know how to coax girls? But he is down-to-earth and the food he makes is delicious. How could he not find a good girl? Why don’t I bring one back?

Your family's son-in-law, sell it to me."

Then the old lady said cheerfully: "Okay. I've prepared it. You go and get it. I'll give you the acquaintance price."

The old lady said: "Isn't it familiar?"

"I'll kill you."

Everyone was laughing, and someone asked: "I heard that the girl's natal family is far away? Where is her family from? How far is it? It's far away that none of us have ever been to?"

An old man said: "I know, Xiaomi World."

"No, it's Xiaodoujie."

"Are you deaf? It sounds like Xiaomijie to me."

Argued.

The old lady waved the cattail leaf fan and waited for them to argue for a long time before slowly announcing the correct answer: "Xiaolijie. The pear that is not an apple pear is the dawn of dawn."

"Ah - it's not a chestnut."

What followed was a wave of business promotion. Until dusk fell, those who had repaired took the repaired things, and everyone walked away together.

Hu Qing packed up the stall and drove the carriage to the shared open space near the city wall. While thinking about it, the new wife from Xiaolijie? First of all, she is a woman. Secondly, who is it? Otherwise - go and see for yourself? See

See if you recognize her. If you do - this marriage is independent, right?

That night, Hu Qing closed her eyes and couldn't sleep. She felt mentally depressed, like the depression before a heavy rain in summer.

She pressed her heart, hoping to convey her thoughts: Just do it if you want to. Mom is your backing.

Under another night sky, Hu Nuan, who had half of his bones broken, raised his head under the moon, with traces of blood: Then, do it.


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