Zhou Peng and Zhou Xiaoliu obediently stood at the door of the department store and waited for Zhou Xiaoxian.

At first, Zhou Peng stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look into the crowd to see if he could see Zhou Xiaoxian's location, but there were too many adults rushing to the market, and the three of them were all half-grown children, and before they could see far away, they were blocked by the figure of adults.

So he retracted his gaze, took Zhou Xiaoliu's hand a little boredly, and rubbed his right foot back and forth on the ground on tiptoe.

A child eating a lollipop beat them and walked by, and Zhou Peng stopped his movements, his eyes stuck to the candy and couldn't get down.

It wasn't until the kid disappeared into the crowd that Zhou Peng opened his mouth and said to Zhou Xiaoliu: "Xiaoliu, you buy me a piece of candy!"

Zhou Xiaoliu heard this, but she didn't intend to pay attention to him, she turned her head away, as if she hadn't heard. She didn't have a few dollars left at this time, so she had to save it for a critical time.

Zhou Peng shook her hand again, like he used to be coquettish with Zhou's mother, and begged softly: "Little Liu, buy me a piece of candy, okay?

Zhou Xiaoliu gave him a roll of his eyes: "Are you better than me, you should buy me candy!"

Zhou Peng pouted and said to her: "Stingy, you have so much more money than me......"

Zhou Xiaoliu replied: "The more money is spent, the less it is, if you want to eat sugar, you have to earn it yourself." ”

Zhou Peng looked at his arms, legs and feet, we are still children, how to make money, he thought about it and asked, "What way do you make money?"

"There is a way, you can go to Grandma Chen's house to help her unpack the silk of the snakeskin bag, and you will have a dime after opening three snakeskin bags. "Zhou Xiaoliu did it in his previous life, and after two years, there are more people who build houses, and he can also help move bricks, and he can also have about eight cents a day.

"Don't you know that Grandma Chen only recruits girls to help?" Zhou Peng said helplessly.

Only then did Zhou Xiaoliu remember, yes, Grandma Chen hated males.

Grandma Chen is Widow Chen's mother-in-law, her wife died early, and her son also fell ill the year before last. She now lives with her widowed daughter-in-law. The two of them can't do any heavy work, so they all rely on Grandma Chen to make a living by playing ropes and selling them for money.

Grandma Chen's sixth sense told her that her daughter-in-law didn't look like a widow who would be at ease, so she had been preventing fire, theft, and all male creatures from coming to her door.

Zhou Peng is male, so it is impossible to earn money from Grandma Chen.

Zhou Xiaoliu thought for a while, pointed to the wholesale department of the department store, and suggested, "Why don't we batch some snacks and toys to sell?"

When Zhou Peng heard this, his eyes lit up: "This is a good idea, but how to avoid my sister from buying and selling things, you have to think about it first." He groaned, lowered his head, sharpened his toes, and made a plan in his mind.

After everything that should be sold and bought is in order, everyone will walk home in groups of three or five, and gradually, the market will become less crowded.

The sound of knocking on the bamboo board sounded in his ears, and Zhou Xiaoliu's eyes were attracted.

It turned out that the artist who sang the lotus flower in Dongwu was about to start performing.

I saw the artist standing on the spacious street in front of the department store, holding two large bamboo boards in his right hand and five small bamboo boards in his left hand.

"Thirty-three days to heaven, next to the white clouds, the immortals are mortals, I am afraid that mortals are not strong, always call mortals to be strong, one by one for you to be immortals, gongs and drums beat to make a fuss, twenty-four immortals show their skills, the eight caves of immortals to be invited, the first immortal Han Zhongli ......"

The people on the set had almost dispersed, but when they heard the artist's subdued rap, they turned back and gathered towards the artist.

There are more and more people, there are more and more noises, and the artists are singing harder and harder. After singing a long "Wishing you prosperity", the artist stopped, took a small sip of cold water with a kettle, and did not swallow it directly, but first swallowed it for a while.

Zhou Xiaoliu doesn't know if there are thermos cups for sale this year, but even if there are, it is estimated that few people in these ten miles and eight villages can afford to use them. The artist wants to moisten his throat, but he can't let the cold water stimulate his throat, so he takes the cold water in his mouth and swallows it when it gets warmer.

It seems that it is not easy for anyone!" Zhou Xiaoliu sighed.

An aunt in the crowd threw five cents to the artist and said, "Sing "Back to My Mother's Home"!"

The artist smiled and didn't answer directly. When a few more aunts who love to listen to "Back to My Mother's Home" threw money at him, he put the money away and clicked it, two yuan, seven cents and three cents, almost that.

So he knocked on the bamboo board for three more rounds, and began to rap: "The strings of the ruler board are up, and now I will sing a piece of my mother's opera......

"There is a Cui sister in Douqiu, and her mother's Pingshui is Zhangyuan to feed her. Just because, Pingshui had rules in the old days, and the new daughter-in-law should start after three years. A rule grinds the disc heavily, so it's difficult, it's difficult......"

Zhou Xiaoliu and Zhou Peng were tightly surrounded in the crowd, and if they wanted to go out, it was estimated that they would have to squeeze hard, so she let Zhou Peng listen with a smile on his face, and did not urge him to leave.

After listening to this "Back to My Mother's Home", another middle-aged man threw down two yuan in the gap between the artist's breath and said: "Sing the most expensive "Mother's Marriage". ”

The men all laughed, and there were ambiguous smiles on their faces, and with the teeth that were exposed by laughter, and they were yellowed by the drought, which looked particularly obscene.

Seeing that a few more men threw money at the artist, the young women and the thin-skinned aunts all retreated and went home first.

Zhou Xiaoliu also pulled Zhou Peng to leave, but Zhou Peng didn't, saying: "What are you going to go, you still have to sing, you don't need money to listen to it!"

Zhou Xiaoliu didn't know how much Zhou Peng could understand, but no matter how much he understood, he couldn't listen anymore.

Because this paragraph of "Mother Marrying" is not about the well-known story of "It's going to rain, and the mother is going to get married", but about how a married woman stole men and how she stole several men. It's really not suitable for children.

As for why Zhou Xiaoliu knew, Zhou Xiaoliu said: "Nonsense! Could it be that I will tell you that I had heard this story in my previous life when I was still a child, and he basically understood it if he accidentally aimed at it?"

Zhou Xiaoliu pulled the reluctant Zhou Peng and drilled out the already thinned human wall.

As soon as they came out, they found Zhou Xiaoxian carrying a basket full of vegetables and looking around anxiously.

"Third sister, we're here!" Zhou Xiaoliu shouted.

"But I'm in a hurry, I thought you guys had gone away!" Zhou Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his younger brothers and sisters. Thankfully, they showed up to her safely, not getting lost or causing trouble as she feared.

"We didn't walk away, we were just surrounded by people joining in the fun, there were so many people that we couldn't squeeze out for a long time. Zhou Peng explained, as if the person who listened stupidly and didn't want to leave just now was not him.

The three of them walked together to the intersection of their homes, and when they passed by the door of the sacrificial shop, the white tiger couldn't help but roar again, and Zhou Xiaoliu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"