"Hey, Brother He, the people are gone. Wang Wei patted He Lindao.

"Hmph, what a plastic bag!"

He Lin opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Li Caiping left, and snorted coldly: "It's best not to let me touch her again in the future, otherwise I will be disgusted by seeing her once!"

"Alas, whose youth is not fed to the dogs. Wang Wei pretended to see through the red dust and said.

"Shhh...... It's terrifying!"

He Lin only felt goosebumps all over his body, and he snorted: "Lao Wang, I really don't get used to it every time you make such a vulgarity, eat an ice cream to suppress the shock!"

As he spoke, he picked up the ice cream and was about to tear it open, but his brows suddenly wrinkled: "Hey, Lao Wang, didn't I want you to buy chocolate-flavored food?"

"Hmm, didn't you just say vanilla?" Wang Wei scratched his head.

"Did I say it?" He Lin was stunned.

"You said it. Wang Wei nodded.

"Don't you bluff me?"

"Oh, you really said it, I don't believe you let the reader turn to the first two chapters to take a look!" Wang Wei said seriously.

"No, I'd like to eat chocolate right now. He Lin stared at Wang Wei and said.

Wang Wei was stunned for a moment, then turned around and picked up the handkerchief and began to wipe the counter: "I still have work to do!"

On such a hot day, he didn't want to go out again.

"It's boring, I'm too lazy to run at all!"

He Lin glanced at Wang Wei, got up and walked outside the store: "Take care of the store, I'll change it myself!"

Out of He Tong Baojian, the bright sun stabbed He Lin and narrowed his eyes into two slits: "My God, the sun is too strong at this time, right?"

As soon as he walked to the bluestone road of the antique street, he felt that the temperature around him suddenly rose.

"No wonder Lao Wang is reluctant to make a trip, it's too hot. He Lin hurriedly spread his feet and ran to the street store.

After changing the ice cream at the commissary, He Lin was satisfied, and he was ready to return to He Tong Baojian with the eight-character step that he didn't recognize.

"Bite it, bite it!"

"Ouch, fat general!"

"Don't be cowardly, rush me!"

At this moment, there was a green shout not far away.

He Lin turned his head to look, only to see three or five young men squatting under the shade of the trees on the side of the road.

They were squatting in a group, and they didn't know what they were doing.

He Lin was curious for a while, and he also stepped forward to see what was going on.

When he got closer, he found that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys squatting in the shade of the trees were fighting crickets!

The four of them were staring intently at a porcelain jar on the ground, and under the teasing of a young man with ears of grass, a black and strong cricket in the porcelain jar was entangled with another gray-headed and gray-headed cricket and biting fiercely.

"Oh, come on, Fat General!" shouted a young man with a round inch and a tiger's head.

"Gray-skinned military master, don't be cowardly, bite it!" shouted another dark-skinned young man without showing any weakness.

He Lin was also interested, standing aside and leaning over to watch.

When he used to live in the countryside, He Lin also loved fighting crickets, and at that time, he would make an appointment with three or five friends, and in the middle of the summer, he would go to the corner of the old adobe house in the middle of the night to turn over the bricks and tiles, and he would be able to turn out one or two crickets.

This game is most popular in the countryside in late summer and early autumn, when the crickets are the largest and the most ferocious!

This cricket is a gadget to pass the time when it is smaller, but when it is bigger, it can be regarded as a famous folk game in China!

Fighting crickets were extremely popular in the Song Dynasty, and their development has a history of thousands of years.

At this moment, after the two crickets in the porcelain jar were entangled and bitten, the fat-headed general of Hei Zhuang suddenly gained the upper hand with the advantage of being big, and swept the gray-skinned cricket everywhere.

He Lin now understands that this is already a winner!

"Haha, my fat-headed general won!" The round-inch young man patted his head and said with a smile: "Give money!"

"Hey, damn it!" The swarthy young man looked gloomy, and unwillingly took out a crumpled twenty yuan bill from his pocket: "Don't fight today, I'll catch a ruthless character tomorrow and clean you up again!"

"Haha, who's afraid of whom!"

The round-inch young man put the twenty yuan bill in his pocket and shouted, "Who else is going to challenge my general?"

"I, I!" Another guy next to him took out his own crickets to prepare for battle.

At the same time, the dark-skinned guy took out a small gourd the size of a palm, dark yellow in color, from his jacket pocket, and put his defeated gray cricket inside.

"Huh——!"

He Lin was about to leave, but when he saw the young man's little gourd, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh in his mouth, and his eyes flashed.

Of course, He Lin is no stranger to that kind of small gourd, which is a tool used to raise crickets, called cricket gourds.

It is said to be a gourd, which looks more like a miniature mallet.

In the past, when the family was poor when playing with crickets in the countryside, He Lin used bamboo silk to weave a small bamboo basket to raise crickets, but the bamboo basket was not kept warm, and the crickets did not live long in it.

At that time, people of the same age who had a little money in the same village would spend some money to buy a cricket gourd to raise crickets, and there was a hollow at the upper end of the cricket gourd to allow the crickets to breathe.

In addition, the gourd is small in size, it can generally be held in the hand or carried on the body, and the use of human body temperature can play a role in keeping the crickets warm, and the life span of the crickets raised in the cricket gourd will be much longer.

Of course, at this time, He Lin was not surprised that the young man had the money to afford the cricket gourd, but was surprised that the cricket gourd in the young man's hand actually exuded a layer of cyan treasure light!

"This cricket gourd is still a treasure?" He Lin was secretly shocked in his heart.

The swarthy boy packed up the crickets and got up and left in the direction of the antique street.

He Lin immediately lurked on his body, and the cat's body followed up.

After walking about 100 meters, he pulled his steps and trotted to catch up with the swarthy young man: "Hey, hello brother!"

The swarthy young man looked at He Lin suspiciously, and recognized him as the person who watched the crickets just now: "What's the matter, something's wrong?"

"Hehe, that's right, brother. ”

He Lin tried his best to show a fan-like expression on his face, and said: "I also like fighting crickets, just now I saw that your cricket was in good condition, so I wanted to ask where you caught it." ”

The swarthy young man frowned and said, "I lost the fight just now, if you want to ask the crickets, you should ask the fat baby them, right?"

He Lin understood that his fat baby was the round-inch young man who had the fat-headed general.

I have to say that the fat baby has a fat head, but it is a very good match.

"Well, that's not what I said, brother. ”

He Lin rolled his eyes and said sincerely: "To be honest, I looked very carefully on the side just now, but I think you are much better than his." ”

"Really, my crickets are good?"

The swarthy young man scratched his head and asked with a puzzled expression.

He Lin took advantage of the gap in his speech to take a general look at the young man in front of him.

The limbs are slender and dark, and it can be seen that they are often exposed to the sun; the sportswear worn on the body is marked by abibbas, which is a classic copycat at first glance; plus the other party's voice is a little immature, and it should not have passed the voice change period.

He Lin finally concluded that he was a high school student from a very modest family.

"I really think you're a good cricket. ”

He Lin immediately had an idea in his heart, and said, "The two crickets fought hard just now, and I didn't see it too clearly, can you show me again?"

The swarthy young man hesitated for a moment, and then looked at He Lin again with a pair of vigilant eyes.

"Brother, don't worry, I'll take a look!"

He Lin pretended to be sincere and said: "I went to college near here, I should be your senior, I have loved fighting crickets since I was a child, but I didn't find a good quality." ”

The swarthy young man heard that He Lin was also a student, so he took out the cricket gourd from his arms: "Okay, I'll just show you." ”

"Don't worry!" He Lin patted his chest and smiled.

He took the cricket gourd with one hand, and the pale green treasure light on the gourd poured into his body along the palm of his hand, and He Lin's whole person was like drinking a red bull.

"It feels really good to absorb the treasure light on this hot day!" He Lin said secretly in his heart.

At the same time, a message flooded into his mind: "Sanhe Liu cricket gourd, Qing Xianfeng period." ”