"Today is a big market, and I don't have to go out for a stroll. Not only am I here, but Jiang Haidong is also here. He went to buy steamed buns. You came out to practice stalls and didn't even call us~" Qiao Qiaodan raised his elbow
He bumped Ling Xiaowei's arm and pointed in the direction where the third brother left just now and said, "Who was that guy just now? So many people are following him, so impressive!"
"Little Third Brother, do you know him?" Ling Xiaowei tried hard to search for the memory of this Little Third Brother in her mind, but unfortunately there was none.
When she came to town, this West Street had already withdrawn from the world and became a legend. It was said that the family went to the big city to join the world.
"You said that person just now was the third brother?" Qiaodandan looked surprised, then curled his lips, as if he was disgusted.
"Do you know him?" Ling Xiaowei asked while packing her things.
Qiao Qiaodan took a snakeskin bag from Ling Xiaowei's hand and said while untying it: "I just heard what others said. The Qiao family has a long history in Yanghua Town. There is an old father-in-law who retired from the Qing palace.
I brought a lot of gold and silver treasures back to my hometown, and then the Qiao family became the richest family. The area behind Yanghua High School, the alleys, and courtyards all belong to the Qiao family..." Qiaodan said in a low voice.
Wow, such a small town and such an interesting story.
"Then what happens..." Ling Xiaowei began to spread the mat on the ground, then put the tin box and all the clips on it.
Qiaodandan was helping to hang the clothes, and continued to gossip while hanging: "Actually! The east and west streets used to belong to the Qiao family, but later, a traitor appeared in the Qiao family, and then they split into an east street, but no matter
Why is the Qiao family still very powerful in Yanghua Town? The Qiao family built the shopping mall and the Yanghua Hotel."
Jordan pointed in the direction of the shopping mall.
Wow! This is amazing. It is a place as big as a shopping mall, with so many shops inside, and the rent collected is quite good. Then Brother Qiao, a rich second generation!
"The Qiao family is no longer doing well in this generation. They are all relying on the legacy left by their ancestors. Now the Qiao family has three sons, and these third sons have given birth to third sons. The third son of Qiao is the only son of the third son of the Qiao family.
, the third eldest son in the Qiao family, so everyone calls him Third Brother Qiao. His real name is Qiao Ruiyu, he is a loser, he has been crying since he was a child, and he still can’t beat me..." Qiaodandan couldn’t hold back what he said and revealed too much.
information.
Ling Xiaowei blinked and looked at Qiaodandan curiously. They were all named Qiao. Could it be said that Qiaodandan was a hidden rich second generation? Wow! She felt inexplicably excited inside, and she unknowingly hugged a super thigh.
But Ling Xiaowei spoke first and asked a question that dumbfounded Qiao Qiaodan.
"Then ancestor Qiao is a father-in-law, how can he still have descendants?"
This is a very profound question!
"Can't my father-in-law have any descendants?" Qiao Qiaodan didn't read much, so he really didn't know why his father-in-law couldn't have any descendants.
"What are you talking about, father-in-law?" Jiang Haidong suddenly stretched his head and asked curiously.
"Father, isn't that the one? There's no such thing." Zhang Cuifang came over with a smile, but when she saw Jiang Haidong, she was immediately confused. There is a boy here!
When I look at them again, I see that these are still children, so I won’t talk nonsense.
"What is that thing?" Jiang Haidong's eyebrows were raised and lowered, with an expression of curiosity on his face.
It would be great if I could be so active in studying.
As someone who has watched many palace fighting dramas, Ling Xiaowei still understands, but we can't say.
These days, televisions are still a rare thing. If someone in the village has a radio, that’s a big deal, let alone a television. If you don’t have a television, you won’t be able to watch it, so your knowledge will be narrow.
"Hey, a customer is here~" Zhang Cuifang interrupted Jiang Haidong's question and successfully diverted everyone's attention.
Two girls in their twenties walked towards me. They were young and beautiful, with a Hong Kong style. They were wearing the popular shoulder-padded suit jackets and a pair of jeans with a high waist and a slightly bloated waist. These pants were really terrible.
, which submerged the girls’ good legs.
She wanted to make jeans, the kind of pants that could show off girls' long legs. Ling Xiaowei began to think of various styles of jeans in her mind.
"Look, that yellow coat looks pretty good." One of the girls said to the other girl.
"That style is very novel. Is that what the little girl is wearing?" The girl in the gray plaid suit pointed at Ling Xiaowei's clothes and said.
"It seems like hey, it looks really good on me! This dress should look good on me." The girl in gray plaid said a little narcissistically.
"That dress is a bit small, you can't wear it! I think I can wear it." Another girl wearing a cloisonné suit jacket said. After speaking, she pointed to the yellow jacket and said: "Boss, give me that yellow jacket to try on."
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The four people in front of the stall had been listening to the two women discussing clothes, and the four of them looked confused.
Ling Xiaowei wanted to jump out and tell these two elder sisters several times that they were selling girls' clothes! For girls under the age of twenty.
"This..." Zhang Cuifang smiled awkwardly, pointed at the yellow coat and said, "This dress is too small for you."
When the girl in the blue coat heard this, she was unhappy and said with a black face: "Boss, what do you mean? Are you saying I'm fat? You're the only one doing this kind of business."
"No..." Zhang Cuifang has never done business and is stupid, "This... these clothes are worn by little girls. They are really too small for you."
"Hey, boss, you are really pissing me off, aren't you? Aren't we little girls anymore? We are not married yet. We really don't know how to do business. If you don't want to buy it, let's go..." The girl in blue dress in black
With a face full of anger, he pulled the girl next to him and started to leave.
How could the guests who came just leave like this? Do we still want to do this business?
"Sisters, don't get me wrong. My aunt means that these clothes are all for girls. There are no adult clothes for the time being. Would you like to see hairpins..." Ling Xiaowei hurriedly picked up the hairpins.
The box was handed to the two girls.
"What's so good about hairpins? Let's go!" The girl in blue clothes was still angry.
"Hey, this hairpin is quite nice." The girl in gray plaid clothes noticed the hairpin on Ling Xiaowei's head, and then turned her attention to the box.
I saw sparkling, buling~~buling things in the tin box. Women are born to love such sparkling things.