To the west of Wantang Village, there is a lively bazaar, the pavement paved with bluestone slabs is clean and tidy, and the houses on both sides are earthen bricks and tiles, which is quite nostalgic.

The stalls on both sides are full of dazzling commodities, all of which are some self-produced agricultural and sideline products, and the stall owners are constantly shouting and shouting, making the atmosphere noisy, and the pedestrians passing by can't stand the temptation, so they will stop and choose to buy.

"How is this sold?" asked a middle-aged woman, holding a four- or five-year-old doll in her hand, pinching a lump of glutinous rice and tasting it in her mouth, very satisfied.

"Handmade glutinous rice cakes, fragrant, delicious and delicious, one yuan for ten, two yuan for twenty-five! Sister, buy some back for the child's fragrant mouth!" The stall owner enthusiastically introduced, and took a piece of glutinous rice cake for the child held by the middle-aged woman to taste.

"Well, it's not bad, I want 50, it's cheaper!" said the middle-aged woman bargaining, her mouth still chewing.

The stall owner said happily: "The eldest sister is also an acquaintance, in this way, 4 yuan for 50, I will give you 3 more, how about it?"

"Okay, just do what the boss said, wrap it up for me. ”

The woman took the glutinous rice cake with satisfaction, threw it into the back basket behind her with a smooth backhand movement, and then went to the next stall.

At this time, the stall owner of this stall is an old man, and he doesn't sell many things, but they are all things that are not common in this remote mountain village, such as sun-dried seahorses, dried hairtail, dried shrimp and other seafood.

At this time, there was a circle of people here, and I could only hear the stall owner selling loudly, "The turtle is big~~~ The big and fat turtle, the wild one! You can take it home for a hundred yuan, and there will be no store in this village!"

Such a price is still a little more expensive in such a small place, and the onlookers only look at it, but no one comes forward to buy it.

The middle-aged woman broke through the crowd and got in, and after looking at it, she clapped directly, "I want this thing, but you always have to help me deal with it, I won't kill this turtle grandson." ”

"Haha...... Refreshing, it's a knowledgeable person, I'll get it for you. The old man turned around, took out a knife from behind, sharpened it on the sand and stones, and began to clean up the turtle that pretended to be dead.

Everyone had never seen how to kill the turtle, and they didn't leave, they still gathered together to watch with relish.

I saw that the old man didn't know where to find a basin, put the head of the turtle on the edge of the basin, cut it from the tail end like a fish usually, disemboweled along the midline, cut it to the root of the neck and cut off the neck bone vertebrae, and waited for the turtle to no longer move, then cut the neck and head with confidence, and then cut the chest cross-cutting the cross-shaped knife edge to remove the internal organs and grease and other contents.

Its movements were done in one go, and the people watching did not feel the slightest blood, and a turtle was cleaned up.

After tying the turtle with a straw rope, the old man handed it to the middle-aged woman, who carried it beautifully, feeling that the things she had bought were almost done, and she was about to leave the market.

At this time, the flowers sat on the bamboo frame, and a small stall was set up in front of them, selling some sun-dried mountain delicacies and the like, including hazel mushrooms, elm fungus, tea tree mushrooms and so on.

As for the prey, there is no such thing, until the famine years, Old Man Qin will not easily enter the mountains, and they will eat wild meat at most once a month.

Hua'er didn't learn to shout from others, so she just sat quietly and waited. The middle-aged woman pulled Xiao'er forward to greet her, "Flowers, do you remember me?"

Before Hua'er came back to her senses, the middle-aged woman said urgently: "I'm your aunt Miao? ”

"Huh...... Aunt Miao is good. Hua'er greeted politely and politely, pointed to the things on the stall and asked, "Auntie comes to visit the market, do you still need some mountain treasures?" These are just sun-dried, I can give them to you cheaper." ”

Aunt Miao glanced at it and found that the elm ear was not bad, just right for making a cold dish, so she said happily: "Okay, that elm ear will give me two catties." ”

Hua'er quickly grabbed the money and counted the money, and after getting it done, Aunt Miao didn't look at it, and still endured the bamboo basket, but the person still didn't leave, and asked tentatively in a low voice, "Hua'er, the second child of the Qi family last time, how good the conditions are, don't say a talent, people are also diligent, and they are willing to come to the door with you, how have you considered this marriage?"

"My grandfather said, Second Brother Qi is good, but it's too good, we can't afford to climb high, and we don't want to delay him, so we ......"

Hua'er recalled the scene when she first met the second brother Qi, and her grandfather directly had a cold face, and there was no reaction at all during the whole process.

Afterwards, he said directly to her: "That person's heart is not right, you and him are not all the way, you can't go long, you don't have to think about it, no way!"

Hua'er naturally can't learn Grandpa's rhetoric, so straightforward and unabashedly refused, so she picked up some nice words to say.

Aunt Miao has heard a lot of such a scene, and naturally she is not the one who breaks the sand pot and asks to the end, but she just sighed, "Alas...... It's a pity, what a good boy, what a match for you! If you miss it, you may not be able to meet it again in the future. ”

Hua'er didn't say a word, there was no affirmation or denial, Aunt Miao still wanted to persuade again, only to hear a young man's voice coming from behind, "What's the pity? Aunt Miao loves to mess with the mandarin duck score, Hua'er and the one surnamed Qi are not all the way." ”

Aunt Miao turned around and saw that it was a stout young man, still an acquaintance, so she couldn't help but tease, "Heh...... Who should I be? Brother Meng said that Hua'er and Second Brother Qi are not all the way, could it be that you two are all the way?"

"What's the way around?" The young man surnamed Meng, that is, Mengshan, looked unconvinced. After finishing speaking, he glanced at the flowers with some trepidation, and only after finding that she did not show a disgusted expression, he was slightly relieved.

Aunt Miao saw Mengshan's tone, where was there anything she didn't understand, and then said calmly: "Heh...... Don't you forget, you are the only son in the family, your old son is young and fierce, if she knows about this, she won't break your legs?"

Thinking of the power of the old lady in the family, Meng Shan couldn't help but shudder, and didn't argue with himself: "Anyway, Hua'er didn't take a fancy to Second Brother Qi, Aunt Miao, you can save it, don't mix it up anymore, it's hard and thankless!"

"That's not necessarily, as long as Hua'er doesn't get married for a day, there is hope for this matter, why don't I mix? I'm still waiting to see him get a matchmaker money in two!" Aunt Miao couldn't help but tease when she saw Mengshan's vinegar face.

"You...... Hmph, ask for your own hardships, you won't succeed anyway!" Meng Shan was so angry that he couldn't say anything, turned around and was about to leave.

He also had to buy a lot of things in the market, and he couldn't buy good ones when he went late, so he didn't care about his children's affection, said hello to the flowers, and left quickly.

Aunt Miao smiled faintly, turned around and looked around, and then seemed to have discovered something terrible, and jumped up, "Oops! I patronized and talked to you, and my little pier is gone!"

"Little Dunzi...... Where are you?"

"Little Dunzi...... Don't scare Niang...... Hurry up and get out ......."

"Little Dunzi ......"

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