Master and I walked into the vegetable market. The originally noisy market became a little quiet because of Master's arrival.
The aunt at the pork stall looked at Master with eyes wide open.
My master is like a walking mute button. He is quiet wherever he goes.
No way, he is handsome, has a good figure, and has a unique temperament. When he enters the vegetable market, he is like a god falling into the mortal world.
I hurriedly pulled him towards me: "How about you, old man, disappear?"
"Huh? Not hidden."
Okay, the answer must be decisive.
In this case, I can only drag Master and run quickly, and run all the way to the end according to the position Wong Tai Sin said.
I was so tired that I was panting, and Master didn't even raise his eyelids.
I leaned on my knees and stood in front of the chicken stall, panting for a long time. The uncle behind the stall was stunned, and then he took out a bottle of mineral water from the piece of mineral water at his feet and handed it to me: "Girl, why are you running?
Drink of water."
"Thank you, uncle." I thanked him and took the water. While drinking, I quietly looked at the uncle who gave Wong Tai Sin chicken.
He has some resemblance to his second uncle, not just in looks, but in terms of his bald head and his kind and calm smile.
The uncle was a little chubby and looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was wearing a white sweatshirt and army green shorts. He sat behind the stall and kept shaking his cattail leaf fan.
Several plump and dirty little tabby cats sneaked around his stall, squatted at his feet and barked at him.
The uncle picked up the basin under the stall, and I noticed that there was some chopped meat in it.
"Here we go again, little guys." The uncle spread a piece of paper shell on the ground, poured the minced meat on it, and the kittens started gobbling it up.
The uncle looked at the cat and showed a more friendly smile.
I scratched my head. Although these cats were fat, they were dirty. They looked like stray cats.
But I wanted to talk to him: "Uncle, is this your cat? It's so cute."
"Hai, they are not raised by me, they are stray cats nearby. When I first saw them, they were all so thin that they could not stand up. They were all little creatures. I only fed them once. Who knew they knew the place? It was also fate.
Bar."
The uncle is also a talkative person: "There was a weasel before, who was also dirty and fat. He hasn't been here in the past two days. I don't know if something happened."
Seeing the uncle's worried look, I really wanted to tell him that Wong Tai Sin was fine, but I was afraid of scaring him.
After much deliberation, I decided to put it another way: "Weasels are smart and usually nothing will happen to them."
"That's right." The uncle seemed to have remembered it, and stood up and looked at me, "Girl, what do you want to buy? There are chicken legs, wings, and whole chickens."
"I want twenty whole chickens."
The uncle was stunned for a moment, then he expertly opened the plastic bag and put it in for me: "You girl looks slim and can eat quite well. I'll give you a discount if you buy so much."
"Haha, thank you uncle."
He was playing chicken when a woman about his age walked out of the small shed behind him. The woman was a little fat, but she was also very kind-looking and had a kind smile.
"Lao Yu, let me help you."
"Oh, what are you doing out here? How can you do this job? You're so oily. You got lost today. Go in and have a rest."
"I'm done resting. Just let me help you with your work. I'm not tired either."
The two people's intimate behavior makes them look like a couple.
The master stood next to me and lowered his eyes to look at the woman's feet. I followed his gaze and couldn't help but be startled.
The woman's heels were raised, and a pair of weak, almost invisible barefoot monsters rested under her feet.
It's actually a barefoot spirit?
Is this why my master wants to come in?
From what the uncle said, this woman should rarely come here. If Wong Tai Sin had seen her, maybe the master wouldn't have followed her here today.
The woman seemed to notice our gaze, put her feet back into the stall, and then looked at us nervously, as if she was afraid that we would dislike her.
The uncle immediately protected the woman behind him and said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, this is my wife. I don't know what strange disease happened to her foot more than ten years ago. The heel just can't fall down. I went to the hospital to see it."
The cause of the disease cannot be found, but don’t worry, it’s not an infectious disease.”
The woman behind the uncle looked a little blushing and embarrassed. It can be seen that the uncle usually protects his wife very well, and he still has the innocence of some little girls in his forties or fifties.
Master took a step forward: "Let me take a look."
The uncle and the woman looked at each other and looked at us in confusion: "Who are you?"
I sighed and could only confess: "I am Chuma Xian, and he is my master. The weasel you fed before is the fairy in my hall. He asked me to come. Thank you for your help during this time."
Our voices were not quiet, but the market was very noisy, and only a few of us could hear it.
The uncle's hand holding the plastic bag trembled, and he almost stopped standing. Fortunately, the woman behind him supported him.
The uncle's face became more cautious and solemn: "Please come in with me."
Master and I walked around the chicken stall and followed them into the small shed, which was only small enough for the four of us to sit down.
As soon as he sat down, the uncle clenched his hands nervously and excitedly and said, "You mean, my wife is not sick? Is she infected with something?"
This uncle is really sensitive, we haven't told him directly yet.
The uncle thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "You have also seen that I just set up a chicken stall and I don't have much money."
"Uncle." I stopped quickly, "I was not here before, and you supported my teacher for a while. It is right for me to thank you now, not to mention money."
The uncle and the woman were even more unbelievable.
The master next to me raised his eyes thoughtfully: "It was like this more than ten years ago?"
The woman pinched the hem of her clothes and nodded nervously: "Yes."
Wow, I remember my second uncle said that barefoot spirits can satisfy people's desires and absorb their essence.
Li Qiang was sucked into an old man in three days, but the uncle and his wife in front of him have been carrying this pair of barefoot monsters for more than ten years, and they are still so weak.
Doesn’t this woman have no desires?
Or are there really people in the world who have no desires or desires?
It's not unfounded that the face comes from the heart. Looking at the uncle's kind actions and the appearance of the uncle's wife, no matter how shocked I am, I have to believe that these two people are such people.
The master stretched out his hand and pinched the soles of the woman's feet. With a strong force, the two barefoot monsters shattered into pieces, and finally turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the air of the market.
"Okay." I said hurriedly.
The uncle and the woman had another meal: "Is this good? It's been more than ten years, and you just pinched it?"
The woman hurriedly walked out, probably because she was not used to walking with her heels on the ground. She almost fell down several times, but luckily her uncle went out and helped her.
Both of them were moved to tears.
The uncle suddenly knelt down towards the master: "Thank you, master! Thank you, master!"