Meng Zhenghui saw that she was still in the mood to defend herself, so he guessed that she should be fine, so he reluctantly tidied up his windbreaker and wrapped Lin Baitang from head to toe: "Okay, next time this kind of thing happens, remember to listen to me, don't be curious, I will bow your head when I tell you to bow your head, I will never harm you." ”

In the cold and windy morning, Lin Baitang was alone in the warmth, Meng Zhenghui reached out and rubbed her head through the windbreaker: "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when you get to the city." ”

Meng Zhenghui's voice was gentle, with a reassuring temperature, Lin Baitang originally wanted to ask Meng Zhenghui to wrap himself in a windbreaker to warm up, but he covered his eyes with a big hand: "Good, you are very tired these days, rely on me to sleep for a while." ”

Lin Baitang pursed his lips, he was very unimpressed by Meng Zhenghui's coaxing child's tone, but he was warm, and his nose smelled Meng Zhenghui's scent, Lin Baitang pinched Meng Zhenghui's hand that fell on his eyes, and before he could come up with a rebuttal, he fell asleep.

A thick windbreaker brought Lin Baitang a short good night's sleep, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in the city, Meng Zhenghui was taking the two of them from the ox cart, and when she saw Lin Baitang wake up, she gave a big smile: "How did you sleep?"

Lin Baitang just woke up, and was a little lazy, and with a sullen hum, she wanted to get out of the car to help Meng Zhenghui pack her things, but she only moved, and was held down by Meng Zhenghui with her clothes: "There is not much left, you just woke up, sit honestly for a while, I will clean up my things, if you feel the cold, you have to take medicine, you don't like it, don't you?"

Lin Baitang had better clean up when she just woke up, and she felt that it made sense no matter what others said, so she really sat still at this time, and Uncle Zhou was happy when he turned around and looked at it: "Lin girl, you little object is good, the old man has been driving the ox cart for so many years, and the people in the village have not been so fond of your daughter-in-law from old to laughing." ”

Uncle Zhou's words were so straightforward and loud that everyone around heard them and laughed good-naturedly, Lin Baitang didn't say anything, but Meng Zhenghui took over the conversation: "Xiaotang treats me better on weekdays, I'm nothing." ”

He had already finished packing up his things at this time, and at this time, he reached out to pick up Lin Baitang and handed out the money to Uncle Zhou: "I have you for it." ”

Because he brought a lot of things, he gave more money this time than before, and Uncle Zhou happily took the money, and as soon as he hit the cow, he was busy with him.

They are all from the village, and Uncle Zhou intends to take care of them, so the place where Lin Baitang and the two of them are put down is not bad, it is a place where the flow of people is quite dense, and it is quite suitable for selling things, but it is still early at this time, so most of the small vendors in this neighborhood are still getting up early to set up stalls, and they are busy boiling water or something.

Lin Baitang looked around carefully, there were people who sold wontons, millet porridge, and fried cakes, which could be regarded as varied, but there were really no steamed dumplings.

At least there are no competitors.

She relieved her heart a little, but when she looked at others pushing carts and supporting stalls, she and Meng Zhenghui only had a few large packages, no matter how you looked at it, she felt shabby, and couldn't help but be a little worried: "Let's just sell it like this, can we do it?"

"No problem, trust me. Meng Zhenghui gently patted Lin Baitang's shoulder: "Look, there is no one selling the same thing as us in this area, this is already the first good news for us." ”

But to say that, but the situation here between Meng Zhenghui and Lin Baitang is indeed too shabby, so they can't sell things on the ground.

Meng Zhenghui frowned and looked around, and suddenly said to Lin Baitang: "Don't be in a hurry to put things out first, wait for me for a while." ”

As he spoke, he picked up two oiled paper packets and walked towards a shop in the distance.

Because it was too far away, Lin Baitang couldn't hear what they were talking about, and could only see Meng Zhenghui turning around and gesturing to his side from time to time, as if he was describing something.

Lin Baitang helped him set up the table together, and couldn't help asking, "Did you buy a table from there?"

"Borrowed. Meng Zhenghui lowered his head and put the paper bags he had wrapped before leaving home on the table one by one: "I have to return it when I run out." ”

Lin Baitang was a little more puzzled: "That's not right, according to what you said, we and her are both selling food, which is considered a competitive relationship, how could she lend us a table." ”

Saying that, she looked at Meng Zhenghui a few times suspiciously, obviously wondering if he was using that honey-smeared mouth to deceive others.

When Meng Zhenghui looked at Lin Baitang's sight, he knew that she must be guessing wildly, but he didn't care, he just patiently explained: "You are right, when there is competition for the same thing, you do hope that the other party is not good, but her family mainly sells soy milk and tofu brain, and it is not something that can be eaten, so as long as we don't sell the same things as her, then it will not be a threat to her." ”

Lin Baitang nodded, and saw that Meng Zhenghui took a paper bag and opened it, revealing four packets of vegetable dumplings inside, so she wanted to follow his example and open the rest, but as soon as she made a move, she was stopped by Meng Zhenghui: "Don't open it." ”

Lin Baitang held a paper bag to look at him, his hands fell on the straw rope, and he paused to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Meng Zhenghui took the paper bag from her hand, and put it neatly on the table one by one: "There are people coming and going here, and it will be very easy to fall into dust when they are all opened, not to mention the impact on the taste, I am afraid it will not be very clean." ”

When the code reached the top layer, Meng Zhenghui put the package he had opened before on the top layer: "This is fine, and we can display our things without affecting the flavor of other things." ”

After Meng Zhenghui finished speaking, he walked away and looked at this improvised stall a few times, and always felt a little dissatisfied.

After thinking about it, he took out a knife from his bag, moved out the two vegetable dumplings used for display, cut one horizontally and vertically, divided them into four parts, and put them back again.

This time, Lin Baitang understood: "This is for tasting?"

Meng Zhenghui smiled, and did not hesitate to praise: "Xiaotang is smart." ”

Lin Baitang snorted him softly: "When you rush to the market, the people who sell things will do the same, what's so unusual." ”

After Meng Zhenghui set up the tasting products, he re-examined the current appearance of his small stall, although it was a bit simple, but the small paper bags were tied with straw ropes, and the neat yards were neat, just looking at it, it gave people a clean and tidy feeling.

Barely satisfied, Meng Zhenghui turned around and wrapped Lin Baitang's windbreaker tightly for two points: "Are you hungry, I'll buy something for you to eat?"

Lin Baitang is actually not cold anymore, according to her thoughts, she must feel that her body does not know how many times better than Meng Zhenghui, Meng Zhenghui has a cold, she doesn't have a cold, so at this moment she struggled to stretch out a hand from the gap in the windbreaker, wanting to get the vegetable dumplings: "Isn't this a vegetable dumpling, I'll just eat this." ”

Before her hand stretched out, she was held down by Meng Zhenghui: "You can eat your own things whenever you want, it's quite difficult for us to go into the city, I'll buy you something else." ”

Lin Baitang was not allowed to refute, Meng Zhenghui emphasized: "The weather in the morning is still quite cold, you have had chilblains on your hands before, it is easy to recur in such weather, you wrap your clothes well, and take them off when the sun warms up." ”

After he said this, he went to buy breakfast, leaving only Lin Baitang in place, a little stunned.

I can't tell what it feels like, it's probably a little funny, and a little warm, she originally thought that Meng Zhenghui was afraid that she would catch a cold so she brought this windbreaker, but now she knows that it was because of this incident.

Thinking about it this way, he usually takes the initiative to compete with her at home for those housework that need to touch cold water, and now it is easy to understand.

Lin Baitang himself didn't expect that when he was arguing with Lin Er's aunt at that time, he didn't care much about the fact that he had chilblains because of the cold when he was a child, but Meng Zhenghui remembered it in his heart.

Suddenly, Lin Baitang had a sudden thought, she thought: "He seems to be, really likes me." ”

When Meng Zhenghui came back, Lin Baitang was in a trance, Meng Zhenghui patted her back to her senses, handed him the things he bought, and asked her, "What are you thinking?"

Lin Baitang didn't answer, but just cleaned up a piece on the table, so that Meng Zhenghui could put things down.

Because it was very close, the store could also see that Meng Zhenghui's stall was here, so it was very generous to let Meng Zhenghui come back directly with the bowl, and at this time it was placed on the table, and everything he bought was clear at a glance.

Two fried dough sticks, two hemp balls, two bowls of tofu brains.

There is nothing to say about the fried dough sticks and hemp balls, they are the same everywhere, but the tofu brain is quite different, one is sprinkled with shiny white sugar, and the other is topped with finely chopped pickled and spicy vegetables.

"How is it different?" Lin Baitang looked up at Meng Zhenghui a little strangely, but he didn't know what to choose.

Meng Zhenghui rinsed the spoon he took again with water and handed it to Lin Baitang: "The store said that there are sweet and salty, I don't know which one you like to eat, so I bought a bowl of the same, you taste it, and I drink the other." ”

As he spoke, he pushed both bowls in the direction of Lin Baitang.

Lin Baitang didn't move at first because he knew that Meng Zhenghui loved cleanliness, and he was afraid that he wouldn't drink Meng Zhenghui after he had moved, but when he saw that he didn't care, he was a little bolder and tasted it like a spoon.

Meng Zhenghui waited patiently beside her, and when he saw that she didn't react after drinking, he asked her, "How is it, which one is delicious?"

Lin Baitang was very distressed: "It's all delicious." ”

As soon as she said this, Meng Zhenghui laughed, Lin Baitang felt that he was laughing at himself, and hurriedly pushed the bowl over: "You try." ”

Meng Zhenghui also listened to her and tried it, and agreed: "One is smooth and sweet, and the other is mellow and fragrant, both are indeed very good." ”

"yes. Lin Baitang echoed: "It's all delicious, there is no way to choose." ”

Meng Zhenghui nodded: "Buy it next time." Then he gave the two bowls to Lin Baitang, and slowly tore the fritters to eat, and then under Lin Baitang's strong request, he drank half of it.