002 The Disaster of Innocence

The excitement dissipated, Yang Tang, who was slightly depressed but did not believe in evil, still arrived at the old street, and sure enough, he almost did not see the antique stalls, and only after asking people did he know that the stalls would be completely banned in the old street on March 1, so there were almost no antique dealers coming to set up stalls after the beginning of the year. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of such a blow, Yang Tang was worried, it doesn't matter if he can't pick up the leak, the key is whether this means that his daughter-in-law is gone?

Fortunately, Yang Tang was also a person in his thirties before he was reborn, and he still had this psychological endurance, or the social experience of his previous life made him understand a truth: God can do whatever he wants, just do your best to obey the destiny of heaven!

However, since the person is already in the old street, Yang Tang still plans to go shopping, and even buy some bargains, uh, this is a habit he has developed as a family cook for many years, and he will not be able to change it for a while.

It's a pity that I didn't see cheap and high-quality things along the way, and when I walked to the end of the street, Yang Tang found a few antique stalls, and there were slogans next to them, saying that the stock was being sold.

Yang Tang naturally didn't expect to be able to pick up the big leak in the legend of his previous life, but he still came over and looked through the selection with a few people in front of the stall who didn't know if it was a nursery.

"Boss, you said that it was a fire sale, how do you sell these things?" Yang Tang asked, picking up a bracelet.

The boss with the dead fish eyes was smoking a cigarette and reading the newspaper, and when he heard the question, he glanced at Yang Tang ignorantly, pointed to the largest pile of small pieces and said: "This pile is ten pieces, the smaller pile in the middle is fifty, and the remaining pile over there is one hundred each!"

When Yang Tang heard this, he suddenly knew that the boss was not selling antiques at all, otherwise he would not set a dead price, so he didn't have the heart to look at it carefully, just looked at the past, and secretly remembered what he liked in his heart, and basically didn't get started, lest the stall boss see that he liked it and sit on the ground and start the price.

After a while, Yang Tang, who was basically optimistic about things, pulled a few small pieces in front of him: "Boss, just these six pieces, cheaper, how about giving you fifty?"

The boss didn't take a closer look at the object Yang Tang chose, only glanced at the number and shape of the pieces, squinted at Yang Tang with dead fish eyes, and only took two seconds to look away, and then took another cigarette, then stretched out the hand sitting under the buttocks, and insisted on giving a thumbs up: "It's sixty, or you take one less!"

"It's expensive. Yang Tang muttered, but still reached into his fart pocket and took out the money.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on the corner of the boss's mouth, and he didn't speak, just watched Yang Tang's movements.

Yang Tang picked out a handful of money, five yuan and ten yuan, that is, there were no large denominations of Chinese dollars (1 Chinese dollar≈ 1 US dollar≈ 1 pound), he counted it, and said with a sad face: "Boss, I only have about 70 yuan here, and the food money for this week has not been settled, so it will be six pieces of fifty, right?"

"No, I can't. The boss refused very simply, "Anyway, the pile of ten yuan a piece, no bargaining!"

Yang Tang showed a painful expression, took out one of the roughest workmanship, and counted fifty and threw it on the stall: "Put it in a bag." ”

The boss casually pulled a black garbage bag from the foot of the stool and threw it to Yang Tang, then picked up the money on the stall one by one in his hand, swiped it, and put it away slowly.

Yang Tang took the opportunity to put all the five picked items into a garbage bag, carried them in his hand, and glanced at the stall twice before turning around and leaving.

When he couldn't see the stall, he pursed his lips and snickered, took out the five small pieces in the garbage bag and looked at them carefully, leaving only one of the objects that looked like a thangka, and the remaining four rough goods were wrapped in garbage bags and thrown into the back box of the garbage truck on the side of the road.

The texture of the thangka is like gold and non-gold, at first glance it looks like jade, and it looks like plastic, the workmanship is quite exquisite, less than half the size of a palm, and there are a lot of strange lines on it, it seems to be a pattern, but Yang Tang took it and looked at it for a long time and was stunned that he didn't tell what it was, but he didn't feel that it was a loss to spend fifty yuan to buy such a thing, but there was a little excitement of finding good goods.

"Well, there is a hole in the top of this thangka, which should be used for stringing ropes, and it seems that it will cost two dollars. ”

After Yang Tang left the old street, he turned three times and turned two times to Xinjie, which is the most concentrated place of various small shops near Shizhong.

On the new street, there are all kinds of noodle restaurants, restaurants and even hot pot restaurants, billiard halls, bookstores, and arcade rooms are also the most in the vicinity, and there are dry cleaners, small supermarkets and vegetable markets at the entrance of the street.

Yang Tang walked across the street and went straight to the dry cleaner at the corner of the street, not noticing a tall figure waving at the door of the arcade room.

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In the arcade room, a yellow-haired man smoked a cigarette and asked the tall figure: "Hey, Da Fei, are you still playing?"

"Lao Tzu has no money, play a fart!"

"Do you want me to lend you money?"

The tall figure glared at Huang Mao: "Erhuang, you don't give me this set, unless you don't count my interest." ”

Huang Mao, who was smoking, was very uncomfortable with the tall figure, and looked away and said, "The money belongs to Brother Bi, how can it not be counted as interest......

"That's not it, wait, I'll go to my brother to borrow two money, and continue to come over and play!" said that, the tall figure ignored Huang Mao's retention and left the arcade room directly.

Another guy wearing four earrings on the side couldn't help but scold when he saw this: "Erhuang, have you forgotten what Brother Bi explained?

"I haven't forgotten, but Da Fei, this kid is a top body, has studied martial arts, fights ruthlessly, and is not yet eighteen, when the time comes, I will know that we will pit him, will you carry it or I will carry it?"

Four earrings: "......"

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At this time, Yang Tang had already walked into the dry cleaner: "Boss, is there a red rope?"

The proprietress of the dry cleaner is in her early forties, and her charm is still there, and she is discussing the cleaning plan of leather clothes with a female customer, when she heard Yang Tang's question, she subconsciously answered: "What is red?"

"Red Rope...... Hang this one. As he spoke, Yang Tang lit up the thangka and put it back in the pocket of his underwear on his chest.

"Yes, I'll find it for you!" The proprietress is obviously a character with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, after figuring out what Yang Tang wanted, she actually threw down the leather-clothed woman beside her, turned back to the cabinet, and said: "The cleaning plan I told you just now is already the best, you can think about it again!"

The female customer who came to prepare for dry cleaning with a leather coat heard the words of the proprietress with a faint anger on her face, and immediately pulled back the leather coat from the counter and said sharply: "Since you can't dry clean here, I'll go to another store to ask." ”

The proprietress who was pretending to rummage for the red rope suddenly stopped doing it when she heard this: "Who do you say can't do it?" As she spoke, she rushed over and grabbed the hem of the female guest's leather coat.

Yang Tang was a little speechless when he saw this scene, and said in his heart that these two old women would not tear up, right?

"Uh-"

The hem of the leather coat came out of the proprietress and drew a wonderful arc, sweeping the iron hanging above the counter impartially.

Unfortunately, the iron is usually unplugged when hung there, but today, the proprietress first received a leather cloth from the female customer who needed to be ironed, so she plugged in the electricity casually.

The iron crossed a straight arc, smashed towards Yang Tang impartially, and it was also ironing at people, which frightened Yang Tang, seeing that the iron was coming, his first reaction was not to hide, but to cover his face with both hands and lean back his entire upper body.

You can't burn your face anywhere.

"Whew-"

The iron was impartially branded on Yang Tang's heart, and the smell of meat overflowed, which frightened the proprietress and the female guest to scream.

What's even worse is that Da Fei, who chased after him to borrow money, was a little stunned, and when he saw Yang Tang being burned by the iron, his first reaction was not to help remove the iron, but to pull the proprietress and the female customer, and said angrily: "My brother was burned in your store and lost money!"

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An hour later, in the dormitory building of the real middle school students.

Yang Tang lay on the bed in the bedroom, cursing with a faint pain in his heart.

He didn't expect that skipping class and going out on the street would suffer such an unwarranted disaster, and Da Fei came too "timely", which happened to prevent the rescue of the proprietress and the female guest, and made him be burned by the iron for several more seconds.

The result was a big deal, and he went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor solemnly told Yang Tang that his dermis was burned and needed to be changed every day and could not be infected, otherwise it would be very troublesome.

Fortunately, after the proprietress and the female guest learned the news, they paid 1,000 yuan to Yang Tang, which was counted as medical expenses, otherwise the cost of changing the dressing was really a big trouble for Yang Tang, the key is that this matter cannot be known to the school, as soon as the school knows, his parents will definitely know.

For his parents in his past and present lives, Yang Tang, who worked hard for him to study for more than ten years, and finally failed to be admitted to a regular undergraduate program, always felt guilty.

Groggy and sleeping until the evening, the other three classmates in the dormitory came back one after another, and they were shocked to see Yang Tang slumped on the bed, and his chest seemed to be wrapped in gauze.

The head of the room, Tang Xun, was the most exaggerated, and he looked like he was making a fuss: "Third child, isn't it, I cursed so accurately? I only asked Panda Li for leave in the afternoon and said that you were sick, and you were really lying in bed?"

Panda Li, the female head teacher of their class, Cen Li, is just in her early forties, not old, and her appearance is still thoughtful, but she prefers to wear makeup, especially around the eyes, long-term makeup pigmentation, just like a panda, so the boys in the class who don't want to see her call her Panda Li in private.

"Yes, third brother, what's wrong with you?" Chen Song, the old man in the dormitory, also asked.

"It's okay, it's just that my chest is burned, and it's good to rest for two days. ”

Duan Yibin, who was the second oldest in the dormitory and was usually the most taciturn, frowned and said, "Then do I want to help you ask for a leave of absence?"

"Don't ...... I was burned outside the school, and I can't let the school know, and if Panda Li asks me tomorrow, she will say that I have a fever and sweat in the dormitory. ”

"Okay, what do you want to eat that night, I'll buy it for you!" Duan Yibin said again. Don't look at him and don't talk much, but among the three people in the dormitory, Yang Tang has the best relationship with him, and he met him when he played basketball in his freshman year of high school.

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