Zhou Xiaoliu spoke: "15, do you want love!"

"It's too little, add a little more! I pretended to be sick and took leave and walked so far, how hard it was!"

"No matter how noisy it is, I'll only give 10 yuan!" Zhou Xiaoliu thought that he would have to hand over 100 yuan to his sister as a vegetable money, and he would have to buy at least a pair of shoes, and he would also buy a dark coat and a dark coin, so it wouldn't take long at all.

"By the way, brother, I invite you to go to the fried noodle shop to eat a bowl of fried noodles with shredded pork!" Zhou Xiaoliu planned to support Zhou Peng and go to the sacrificial shop to buy the dark clothes and dark coins.

Zhou Peng took the 15 yuan handed to him by Zhou Xiaoliu, and after hiding it closely, he was pouting and wanting to say that Zhou Xiaoliu was a stingy ghost, when he suddenly heard that Zhou Xiaoliu was going to invite him to eat fried noodles with shredded meat, so he immediately held back his words, and followed Zhou Xiaoliu with a smile to the street where the fried noodles shop was located.

After Zhou Xiaoliu ordered two servings of fried noodles, he excused himself to go to the toilet and went out alone.

The sacrificial shop is not far from the fried noodle shop, and the store is cluttered with all kinds of sacrificial supplies, and there are several coffins erected against the wall on the left and right.

Zhou Xiaoliu just lifted his foot and wanted to cross the threshold of the store, only to find that there was nowhere to stay. So she stopped her feet and stood in the doorway and looked into the shop, where the only empty corner was a small table and a small chair, on which stood a ridiculously beckoning cat, but the owner was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Xiaoliu felt that the store was too quiet, and he didn't know where a clock was placed in the corner, and the sound of the second hand moving, combined with the frequency of the beckoning cat, made the store look a little gloomy.

Zhou Xiaoliu was about to open his mouth to ask if anyone was there, but the white tiger in the sea suddenly roared, Zhou Xiaoliu was shocked, and immediately took a few steps back, and then asked the white tiger: "What's the matter, what abnormalities did you find?"

"I don't know why, it always feels a little wrong. "Isn't the situation right?" Zhou Xiaoliu took a step back a little nervously, but heard the white tiger say in confusion again: "Probably I can't get used to the stupidity of that cat!"

After hearing this, Zhou Xiaoliu said helplessly: "People are colorful cats, you are a white tiger, what does it matter to you if people are stupid or not? Don't call blindly if you have nothing to do, it scared me." ”

Although she has seen many ghosts now, her courage has not yet been refined enough. So far, except for the female ghost under the big camphor tree by the stream, she has only seen the ghosts of Zhoujiawu.

To her, the ghosts of Zhoujiawu are a group of relatives of her own family with color difference, and they are all very kind to her, but if the ghosts of other families suddenly appear in front of her eyes, she will definitely be afraid.

Besides, the "those things" in the mouth of the white tiger don't know when they may come to the door, and she is not capable of dealing with them for the time being.

Zhou Xiaoliu came to the door of the store again, leaned against the door and shouted in: "Is anyone there?

"What are you buying?" said an old voice, feeble from inside the offering pile.

Zhou Xiaoliu poked her head into the source of the sound, but she was small and small, so she couldn't see behind the pile of sacrifices.

The owner of the voice saw that she had not answered for a long time, so he stood up. He stretched his waist and asked her, "Little doll, can't you remember what the adults told you to buy?" Go back and ask again!"

Only then did Zhou Xiaoliu see the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper was an old man with white hair and a wrinkled face, he was wearing a gray gown, standing in the pile of sacrifices, and smiled gently at Zhou Xiaoliu.

This is a kind old man, no lethality, Zhou Xiaoliu concluded in his heart.

She took out one hundred and twenty yuan and said to the old man, "Buy twenty sets of dark clothes, and the rest of the money will be all bought for dark coins." "The ring was given by the sixth grandfather, and all the dead coins were burned to him, and twenty sets of dark clothes should be enough for all the ghosts to share a set.

The old man prepared the goods according to his words, took a snakeskin bag with the smell of chemical fertilizer and packed the things, and then said to Zhou Xiaoliu: "These things are quite heavy, can you carry a little doll? Where is your adult? I'll help you send them over!"

"No, I can mention it, I just need to mention the corner, and my dad will set up a stall there!" Zhou Xiaoliu casually made an excuse.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoliu say this, the old man took the money handed over by Zhou Xiaoliu, and then squatted into the sacrificial pile to sort out the goods.

He is getting older and faster, and his movements are much slower, and it takes a long time to sort out the goods, and now his strength is not as big as the little doll, if only his adopted son was still there, the owner of the sacrificial shop stopped his movements, looked at the beckoning cat on the small table, and was silent for a long time, then sighed, lowered his head and continued to tidy up.

Zhou Xiaoliu took advantage of the fact that the old man was squatting and couldn't see himself, so he quickly released the white tiger and asked it to put things in his head.

The white tiger was a little resistant, and he didn't stretch out his claws after circling around the smelly bag a few times, why did he put all the rags to himself?

Zhou Xiaoliu clenched his fist when he saw this, and threatened: "Hurry up!

The white tiger had no choice but to stretch out his paws in frustration, touch the bag of things, and put the bag into his head.

After the white tiger finished collecting, he slandered: "The tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by a fool!"

Zhou Xiaoliu gave it a burst: "Please don't say it next time you slander, thank you!"

The white tiger endured the urge to "snort", and the tiger rubbed his forehead with tears in his eyes.

Zhou Xiaoliu accepted the white tiger and went back to the fried noodle shop easily. In the sacrificial shop behind her, the beckoning cat waved his hand at the frequency of the second hand, and kept shouting in his heart: "It's terrible, it's terrible......"

In the fried noodle shop, Zhou Peng finished eating his share, waited, Zhou Xiaoliu didn't come back, he couldn't help but pick up the shredded meat in Zhou Xiaoliu's fried noodles with chopsticks and ate it.

He finished eating the shredded meat, waited and waited, and saw that Zhou Xiaoliu still hadn't come back, so he pulled half of the fried noodles to his plate.

When Zhou Xiaoliu arrived at the fried noodle shop, she saw that there were only two empty plates on the table, and she asked her brother with a little luck: "The store only serves one?"

Zhou Peng rubbed his stomach, then stretched out two fingers, and replied affirmatively: "No, I ate two servings, and I finished them." ”

Zhou Xiaoliu glared at Zhou Peng, turned his head to the store and said, "Boss, have another fried noodles with shredded pork, and add an extra dollar of shredded pork!"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Xiaoliu, who was full, and Zhou Peng, who was full, slowly walked home.

Zhou Xiaoliu's soles were "massaged" by the stones on the road for half an hour before returning home.

There are still a few minutes left, Zhou Xiaoxian is going home from school, she has to take advantage of her sister to come back to pick up the blisters on the soles of her feet first, and after the blisters are broken, it will not hurt so much one night. Otherwise, I won't be able to go to town tomorrow.

As soon as she took off her shoes and socks, Zhou Peng walked over nervously, sighed at her nose, and said, "Do you smell it, is there any smell of shredded meat and fried noodles?"

Zhou Xiaoliu held his breath, rolled his eyes, and nodded, his tone was so heavy!