Hearing this, Cui Jiashu scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Lin Xiaoyue snorted arrogantly: "However, before I go, I still decided to buy a drawer of xiaolongbao to pad my stomach......"

After saying that, she ran directly towards the bun shop on the street.

……

When I arrived at the place Cui Jiashu said, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon.

In a narrow alleyway, the ground is full of fallen leaves, bright and golden.

Not far away, there is a tricycle with a square shelf on it, and the four big characters of pancake fruit are written.

On a horse next to him, sat an old man, who looked to be at least eighty or ninety years old, with a white beard, and a wrinkled mouth like a moldy orange because of the loss of his teeth.

He was curled up in a ball, looking a little desolate.

After a while, two middle-aged women walked over, glanced at the old man with slanted eyes, and said lightly: "Boss, here are two pancakes." ”

Hearing this, the old man nodded with a smile, stood up tremblingly with his hands on his knees, and immediately took out two eggs from the frame by holding on to the iron shelf next to him.

The old man's face was full of age spots, black and yellow, he looked a little hideous, and his speech was a little slurred, if you looked closely, only half of his tongue was left, and the ring finger of his left hand was also mutilated.

The old man screamed twice and pointed to the pickles on the stall, which was to ask the two of them if they would eat pickles.

The two of them were brightly dressed, with big gold bracelets in their hands, and they could simply shake their blind eyes, and after hearing the birth of the old man, they nodded impatiently, and then chatted enthusiastically.

It's nothing more than some homely trivialities, where did you go out yesterday, I just picked up a new car some time ago, and then opened a health care center, and the craftsmanship is not bad......

Bang bang, bang bang, the smile on his face became brighter, and there was a sense of superiority that spontaneously arose on his body.

At this moment, a mobile phone rang, and a middle-aged woman answered the phone, and after a while, she waved her hand at the old man: "The action is slow, I don't want it, you sell it to others!"

"What a waste of time. ”

After speaking, the two glanced at the old man contemptuously, snorted, and were about to turn away.

Seeing this, the old man laughed twice, quickly stepped forward, grabbed a woman's sleeve, pointed to the pancakes and fruits that had been made on the pot, put his palms together, and nodded incessantly, as if he was praying for something.

The woman glanced at the old man with slanted eyes, and a look of displeasure flashed in her eyes: "Grinding, I still have a card game, delay me to make money, can you afford to lose?"

"When you're so old, you're going to eat at home and wait to die, and you're still coming out to set up a stall?

"No money, don't think about asking me for money, no!"

Although the old man's legs and feet are a little inflexible, the movements of his hands are not very slow, after all, he has been doing it for many years.

The reason why the middle-aged woman said this was because the card game was about to start, and there was a lack of one, and then she saw that there was only half of the tongue left in the old man's mouth, and she suddenly retched, and she couldn't even eat.

Hearing this, the old man waved his hand again and again, and in a hurry, he directly grabbed the woman's clothes.

Suddenly, a dirty grease stain was left on the white coat.

Seeing this, the woman immediately became anxious and shouted, "Oh, you stained my clothes! I just bought this for two thousand yuan!"

"Why are you so ......?"

"Do you do it in broad daylight?

The movement here soon alarmed the neighbors, all of whom lived in an alley, looked up and didn't look down, and were very familiar with the old man, and immediately many well-wishers persuaded softly: "Two, it's not easy for Old Man Cui, he is so old, and he came out to set up a stall, you have to be forgiving and treat people, don't worry about him generally." ”

"That is, Mr. Cui's life is very hard, his wife left early, and there is only one little grandson left, and the two depend on each other. ”

"You look like a rich man, and there is no shortage of these three melons and two dates, or forget it. ”

"Yes, yes, right, the right to accumulate virtue and do good. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman crossed her waist with one hand and said angrily, "What you said is light, and you don't have a backache when you stand and talk! This is a new dress that I bought for 2,000 yuan, and I haven't worn it a few times in total!"

"I don't care, he has to lose money no matter what!"

Everyone also changed their faces when they heard this, and the faces of these two women were full of flesh, and they were not good at looking at them, which they could afford to provoke.

The middle-aged woman didn't give up, and scolded the old man: "You said that you are so old, you are honest and waiting for death at home, why do you come out to scare people?"

"With your honor, whoever sees it must not be scared half to death, how can they still have the appetite to eat!"

The old man was always smiling, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Hmph. ”

The middle-aged woman snorted heavily, and shouted unceremoniously: "A thousand yuan, forget about this matter, otherwise, I will smash your stall!"

After that, she took out her mobile phone to make a call.

Seeing this, the old man quickly folded his hands and waved his hands again and again, and then tremblingly took out a dirty and oily iron box from the tricycle and handed it to the middle-aged woman.

A touch of disgust flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, and she took a piece of paper from the narrator, put it on her hand, and then opened the box, only to see that there were coins one by one, and there were some five-yuan banknotes, but all of them added together, and they would not exceed a hundred yuan.

"Old thing, you're going to fool me with this money?

The middle-aged woman snorted coldly: "Tell you, less than a thousand, this matter is not over today!"

Hearing this, the corners of the old man's eyes were a little moist, and he turned around tremblingly, and stumbled from the tricycle for a long time, and then took out a colorful plastic bag.

Then, the hands, rough as dry bark, untied the plastic bag layer by layer, revealing an iron box.

Seeing his solemn appearance, the middle-aged woman also turned her gaze and snorted coldly.

At this time, the old man stopped his movements, slowly raised his head, and a flash of remembrance flashed in his eyes, as if he was remembering something, and the corners of his shriveled mouth rose slightly.

After a while, he made up his mind, carefully opened the box, and took out the contents.

It's a medal, black and shiny, and it looks like it's been around for a while.

Immediately, he was extremely reluctant to hand over the medal.

As soon as the middle-aged woman glanced at it, she immediately pulled down her face, pointed at his nose and scolded: "I thought you were digging for some kind of treasure, it turned out to be such a broken thing!"

"You're not going to tell me it's an antique, ......are you?"