Following closely, a 12-13-year-old boy wearing a red shirt with white bird patterns walked out from a group of tall, short, fat and thin people from all kinds of society. I don’t know if it was because those people in society were too frustrated.
Among this group of people, she simply stood out, like a lotus flower growing out of the mud but unstained, very dazzling.
Still beautiful!
When Wang Jiahao, who was still very arrogant at first, saw this young man, his expression changed dramatically. He bowed his head and smiled at the young man and said, "Hello, Third Brother Qiao!"
"Who are you? You dare to act so violently on our West Street, you don't want to hang out anymore!" The young man crossed his arms, his voice was lazy but impressive, especially with a group of socialites standing behind him, making people feel like each other just by looking at him
Not to be underestimated.
"Boss, this guy is a gangster from East Street, he is not in the mainstream." Someone whispered behind the young man, biting his ear.
The young man nodded, understood, then waved his hand and said to the person behind him: "Put it out for me."
Before the two socialites came to arrest Wang Jiahao, Wang Jiahao turned around and ran away very fast.
Seeing Wang Jiahao who was pestering her being driven away, Ling Xiaowei breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Cuifang: "Aunt Zhang, let's set up a stall here!"
The place where they are now is a bit far away from Zhao Shopping Mall. Behind them is an Agricultural Bank, and next to it is a store selling hardware. There are also a few scattered vendors next to the stalls, busy setting up shelves.
Although this location is not as good as the one over at the Cultural Square, it is good as it can be far away from Wang Jiahao.
"There are so few people in this place. Is it difficult to sell things?" Zhang Cuifang said worriedly to Ling Xiaowei.
"There are a little less people, but it's better than having no place." Ling Xiaowei said this in a low voice, fearing that the group of people on West Street would hear her.
But unfortunately, the group of people on West Street heard it. The boy in red clothes walked lazily and wandered in front of Ling Xiaowei's tricycle. He put his hands in the pockets of his jeans, tilted his head, and took a look.
He glanced at the snakeskin bag on the back of the tricycle and said lazily: "What are you selling?"
"A clothes seller." Ling Xiaowei replied, looking openly at the young man in front of her.
As she got closer, she could see more clearly. Ling Xiaowei was slightly shocked. The young man in front of her was so good-looking! Just now, she felt beautiful from a distance. Now that she had walked in, she realized that it was not just
Beautiful, just like a real lotus!
Short yellowish hair, big almond-like eyes, skin as white as porcelain, without any blemishes, so delicate that even the pores are invisible, high bridge of nose, thin and upturned lips, Ling Xiaowei's calculating eyes, all of them are in front of her.
The proportions of the young boy's entire face were measured. It was a perfect face shape with golden proportions. It was so beautiful and good-looking! She was so good-looking that she felt ashamed.
With such a beautiful face, it makes people doubt that the person in front of him is a girl. He can't really be a girl!
Ling Xiaowei was not a nymphomaniac, but she couldn't help but look at such a good-looking boy, with a hint of probing in her eyes.
"Have you seen enough?" The young man said in a lazy voice, with a bit of joking.
Ling Xiaowei smiled slightly, "No, I can't get enough of good-looking people."
The young man was not annoyed, but instead shrugged and smiled, his smile cold and dry, "Little girl, no one has dared to say that to my third brother, you are the first one, you are very courageous!"
He is obviously a small child, but his tone of voice is so mature and social.
"What I said is true. Thank you just now...little third brother!" Ling Xiaowei wanted to call her little brother, but she felt it was inappropriate. Facing such a beautiful face, she really couldn't call her little brother! She is almost like little sister.
.
"Haha... You have such a sweet mouth, what are you going to thank me for!" The third brother shook his legs, with a wild and evil smile on his face, and looked at Ling Xiaowei with a cold look.
Ling Xiaowei felt a little disgusted with this smile, but she was also a little afraid of his eyes, but her face was still full of smile. She turned around and took out two hairpins from the iron box and handed them to the mistress, and said slightly flatteringly: "Mistress
Brother, this is the hairpin I made, if you don’t mind it, please accept it.”
The men behind the third brother all laughed strangely.
"Why are you laughing? Shut up!" The third brother yelled at the people behind him with a look of displeasure.
This sound is very energetic and manly.
"What a rag, what do you mean by giving me a hairpin, little girl!" The third brother looked unhappy, but still lazily reached out and took the hairpin from Ling Xiaowei's hand.
He glanced at it casually and chuckled, "Hey, it looks pretty good! Okay, I'll take it."
"Third brother, you are such a big man, why do you want a flower on your head?" A younger brother said with a smile.
"You guys can't take it anymore. Why don't I take it to my grandma? A bunch of vulgar people!" The third brother rolled his eyes at the people behind him, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
"Little Third Brother, the stall fee hasn't been charged yet!" a man reminded.
As expected, the world is as black as crows. Ling Xiaowei tightened her grip on the money in her hand, with a look of reluctance and helplessness.
Wait for the mistress to ask for money.
At this time, the third brother turned around and winked at Ling Xiaowei, jokingly saying: "Don't you think there are too few people in my West Street, so I won't keep you here."
We need to drive them away now! In the entire market, only the east and west streets have the most people. If the west street can’t set up stalls, then there’s no need to continue her business.
"No, third brother, you misunderstood. Your West Street is a treasure land of feng shui, and I want to borrow your territory to make a fortune!" Bah, bah, bah... I'm really telling lies without conscience!
A group of people from society laughed happily after hearing such words coming from the mouth of a little girl.
"Little girl, you are very eloquent. Okay, you can make a fortune! Let's go and we will lend them the land!" the third brother said coolly, then lazily turned around and left.
No money was collected!
The social people in West Street are not bad~
"Thank you, Third Brother~" Ling Xiaowei thanked the crowd.
It was such a startling glimpse, and life seemed like a dream. It was such a short time. Unfortunately, he was a juggler. He didn't look very young, and he didn't know whether he was studying or not.
"Hey, I'm still looking at it. Everyone has left..." A sighing voice suddenly sounded next to him, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.
Ling Xiaowei turned around and saw Qiaodandan, standing next to her calmly with a smirk on her face.
"Qiaodandan, why are you here?" Ling Xiaowei said happily.
Qiao Qiaodan laughed, turned around and said hello to Zhang Cuifang, "Hello, aunt!"
Zhang Cuifang nodded, a little surprised, thinking that someone else was greeting her. Is this person Xiaowei's classmate? "Hello!" Zhang Cuifen replied, and then continued busy with her work.
