"Although my wife's feet just can't fall down, it affects her walking. She is also a shy person. Since she got this disease, she rarely goes out of the house. She even gets sick when she suppresses it. Thank you, Master!" The uncle burst into tears.
Cross current.
I quickly helped him up.
Although our voices could not be heard by others, the uncle's kneeling action attracted the attention of many nearby vendors.
"Uncle, please don't thank us. It was your kindness that saved my aunt. If you hadn't fed my teacher, I wouldn't have had such an opportunity."
"Thank you, thank you." The uncle held the aunt's hand, all four eyes were red.
When we left, I didn’t want the uncle’s chicken money, but I didn’t agree. After forcefully giving him the money, the aunt secretly packed three more chickens for us, as well as some pockets of chicken wings and chicken feet.
After my master crushed the barefoot monster, he stood crookedly to the side, hiding his merit and fame.
He completely hid his merit and fame. I took so many chickens, but he didn’t even ask to help me get some!!
It’s so nice to say, I need to exercise!?
I followed him out of the vegetable market resentfully. Brother Song Liang got off his hands and neatly took the bag from my hand and put it into the trunk.
I looked at my red hands and felt bitter in my heart, Wong Tai Sin is not a weasel, he is clearly a pig!
After getting in the car, Brother Song Liang restarted the car and drove towards the development zone.
"Barefoot monster..." The four words on the tip of Master's tongue immediately made my heart skip a beat, and the comfort of the wind disappeared completely.
It was more than ten years ago that my aunt got into trouble with the red-footed spirit. The first time I saw the bare-footed spirit was twelve years ago.
The pair of barefoot monsters in Lotus City are now in the hands of the second uncle. They were originally found by Bai Jing, the rat spirit, and Bai Jing is a member of the Fanyao Division.
At a similar time, Ban Yao Si was also involved. I wonder if there is any inevitable connection between these two barefoot monsters.
I hope it's just a coincidence and there must be no connection, otherwise this matter will be complicated.
Just as I was thinking about this, Brother Song Liang suddenly said: "Brother is going back in the next few days. He will tell the second brother the addresses he has chosen and pick up your sister-in-law. The company will probably have to hold a few meetings on the location selection issue.
It will take a while, you...don't do anything weird here. Although the outside world is full of entertainment, don't indulge yourself."
I almost choked with one breath. What is this weird thing?
I gritted my teeth and said, "Brother, don't worry, I am definitely a good citizen."
"Well, since you haven't been tortured by Xiaoyu for so many years, I believe you."
That perfunctory tone, that clear attitude of uncertainty, hum, I turned my head away angrily.
Song Liangge's slightly nervous voice sounded behind his head: "As for Nuanning, I'll ask Mr. Lu to take care of it."
The only answer to Brother Song Liang was the master's steady breathing.
I looked back and saw that Master had fallen asleep, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow on his fair skin.
Sister Hu Ming squatted next to him and narrowed her eyes contagiously.
The car stopped at the gate of the community. I woke up Master and sister Hu Ming and got out of the car, waving goodbye to Brother Song Liang.
Just as I was about to drag a bag of heavy chickens into the community, a man walked out of the pet shop next to the entrance of the community and stopped me.
"Yunlu."
"Hey." I agreed reflexively, then turned my head, "Ah, Zhao Yang? Why are you outside?"
"I want to raise a dog." He came over and looked down at the big woven bag I was carrying. There was blood underneath the bag, making a small trace on the ground.
"..."
"..."
We were both relatively speechless.
"This is?"
"Don't get me wrong, this is a newly killed chicken. There are so many chickens that there is so much blood!"
Zhao Yang was visibly relieved.
...No! Why should he breathe a sigh of relief!
Zhao Yang curled his lips, raised his eyes like fairy wine, and looked at the master beside me, who had his hands in his pockets and his eyes were blurred.
Seeing Zhao Yang looking over, my master also raised his eyes.
Their eyes met each other, they were of average height, but they were handsome men with different styles.
I couldn't help but squat down and get close to the big black fox... This, this, this, what a fairy scene this is!
Sister Hu Ming's eyes were almost filled with worry.
The two of us had a tacit understanding and kept silent. After all, these two alone would have a huge impact. In this situation, one plus one equals three, a critical strike!
Passers-by came and went, some walked by but still looked this way, some went to the supermarket next to the pet shop and accidentally stepped on an empty step and made a sound, and some just stopped walking.
.
As the situation developed, the master's eyes lowered for half a moment, and I suddenly felt that the skin on my back was tensed up, giving me a very dangerous feeling.
I just realized that although my master looks harmless, he is a very good ghost and may not like others to look directly into his eyes for such a long time.
No, we can't let them continue like this!
I stood up in a hurry, and just as I was about to disturb the chaos, Zhao Yang spoke first: "Hello, I am your sister's neighbor. Please take care of me in the future."
The calmness and calmness dispelled the dangerous feeling.
Zhao Yang stretched out his hand, his smile and gesture were impeccable, cordial but distant, outside the line of defense that was reassuring but not uncomfortable.
The master raised his eyebrows in surprise and stretched out his right hand to hold Zhao Yang's hand: "My sister's... neighbor?"
I was scratching my head in confusion. I didn't know if it was an illusion. The words "Master" just seemed to be squeezed out from between my teeth. The word "Sister" was bitten very hard, but when I listened carefully, it was nothing like usual.
the difference.
The master glanced at me and immediately let go: "Just in time, there are too many chickens. My sister can't carry them, and I don't have the strength. Can you help me carry them up?"
"..." I noticed the Dragon Immortal who had just fallen from the sky. Hearing the words "I don't have the strength", he couldn't step forward or open his mouth for a moment. He suppressed it and his face turned red. There was still something on his head.
Here's the big bag that Master smashed out last time.
The Dragon Immortal finally stamped his feet, stroked his white beard and flew away.
"I'll go take a look." Sister Hu Ming nodded to me and flew away.
I sighed in my heart and felt sad for Longxian. What evil had he done to let him hear such inhuman words?
It's a pity that Zhao Yang didn't know how evil my master was, so he nodded politely: "Okay."
"Hey, Zhao Yang." I was about to say no, when Zhao Yang turned around and picked up the big woven bag.
"It's not too heavy. Let's go. I just want to go back."
Zhao Yang was wearing a white sweatshirt today, and it was a big brand. My second uncle bought me one, which cost more than 30,000 yuan. I watched helplessly as his back was stained with blood, water and mud, and I felt an indescribable pain in my body.
The master was still polite: "You are so energetic."