The stall owner listened patiently for a while, of course Zhang Yanfang knew it, because the girl next to her was brought from Zhang Yanfang. However, the stall owner's understanding of Zhang Yanfang is limited to this, she actually only has some relationship with Zhang Yanfang's housekeeper.

The stall owner has a family to support, and her husband works in other places all the year round, so the burden of life falls on her. When she opens her eyes every day, she thinks about how to earn enough for this month's living expenses, and the pastime of listening to songs is too far away from the stall owner.

"It's okay," the stall owner couldn't wait to take off his headphones before it was half a minute, "I don't like to listen to music very much, instead of wasting time listening to songs, it's better to shout a few times and sell a few more bundles of vegetables." ”

It can be seen that the stall owner's answer has no concealment, that is, she is indeed a layman, and she is not the behind-the-scenes staff she imagined at all. Feng Ke'er couldn't hide the disappointment in her eyes, she didn't understand more and more why the master had such an arrangement, and what was the point of wasting a year in this vegetable market?

The stall owner found out about Feng Keer's loss, she patted Feng Keer's shoulder with a big grin, and said in a tone of a person who came over, "It's good for young people to have dreams, but you still have to recognize the reality, how can it be so easy to be a singer and a star." You see so many people coming and going in the vegetable market, each of them lives an ordinary life, running around every day and tired, and a lifetime has passed. ”

Feng Ke'er didn't say anything, she began to silently sort out the garlic seedlings in her hand, and tied the garlic seedlings with a thin thread so that the guests could buy them back. However, when Feng Keer was doing these things, although there was not much difference from usual on the surface, her thoughts were turning over the river. Feng Ke'er suddenly realized that maybe the practice given to her by her master was just a cover, she wanted to let herself retreat from the difficulties and stop dreaming of being a singer.

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A month later, the housekeeper happened to appear at the vegetable market, and he picked out some spring bamboo shoots from the stall owner, saying that Zhang Yanfang suddenly missed the taste of his hometown.

Seeing the people around Zhang Yanfang again, Feng Keer was bittersweet, she always wanted to find a chance to talk to the housekeeper, but obviously, the housekeeper did not appear to see her.

The housekeeper and the stall owner chatted for a few words, but neither of them mentioned Feng Ke'er, and seemed to have forgotten about her, a big living person. The stall owner packed a few of the best spring bamboo shoots in plastic bags and handed them to the housekeeper, and refused to accept the housekeeper's money at all, and kept shouting, "You have helped me enough in the past, how can a few spring shoots collect your money." ”

Feng Ke'er was a little surprised, the stall owner suddenly became generous, if it was an ordinary customer, she would receive a few cents. At the insistence of the stall owner, the housekeeper took the money back, he glanced at Feng Ke'er one last time, and walked towards the vegetable market without saying a word.

Feng Ke'er stood a little dumbfounded, she was still looking forward to the housekeeper being able to say a few words to her, and even bring the good news conveyed by the master. However, the butler's back went farther and farther, Feng Ke'er's heart cooled down little by little, and he may have been forgotten by the master a long time ago.

"If you have anything to say, just hurry up and say it," in the end, it was the stall owner who reminded Feng Ke'er, and a gentle smile appeared on her face for the first time. From the first day Feng Ke'er appeared, the stall owner knew that this girl's heart was not here, and she would often listen to songs with headphones on, even when peeling edamame.

At first, the stall owner was very tired of the girl doing this, she thought that the young man was too half-hearted, how could he work while listening to the song? Therefore, the stall owner often reprimands Feng Keer, telling her to do things seriously, especially to greet customers with a smile, what is the matter with wearing a headphone.

However, according to the stall owner's observations, his reprimand can only play a very limited time, and it will not be long before the girl will open the mp3 again, always humming the same song over and over again. Over time, the stall owner had no choice but to turn a blind eye, at least the girl was not lazy, she was a little clumsy in the first few days, and soon became her right-hand man.

Gradually, the stall owner was impressed by this beautiful girl, she did not have a little lady temper on her, she would appear on time no matter whether it was windy or rainy, even if she was tired and squatted on the ground and napped, she did not complain. The stall owner began to like this girl from the bottom of his heart, which could not have happened before, because in the eyes of the stall owner, all beautiful girls are vixens, they will only flatter men, and they will never know the hardships of life.

However, Feng Keer's appearance made her look better, and she even noticed that because Feng Keer was standing beside her, the business of her vegetable stall was much better. Many of them are male customers, and the so-called erotic sex, whether they have a wife at home or just a bachelor, these people want to look at Feng Keer more when they buy vegetables.

Feng Keer never responds to the man's blazing eyes, she just collects the money and puts the food in a plastic bag like all guests. The stall owner admires Feng Ke'er very much, and maybe with her beauty and a few words of ridicule with customers, his business may be better, but the stall owner doesn't want to be standing next to a tofu Shih Tzu.

The stall owner hid all these good feelings in her heart, and she knew very well that this beautiful girl was just a passerby, and she would have to walk out of the vegetable market one day. In the conversation with the housekeeper just now, the stall owner felt the eagerness in Feng Keer's eyes, she still didn't give up her dream of being a singer after all, it was time to push her in the back.

"Let's go, wait for him to come next time, and I don't know when," the stall owner urged, because she saw Feng Ke'er still standing in place stupidly.

Feng Ke'er seemed to have finally been woken up, she hummed heavily, then quickly untied her apron and ran out from behind the vegetable stall like a gust of wind.

The housekeeper's car is parked at the door of the vegetable market, in fact, spring bamboo shoots can be bought in any vegetable market, and when I came here today, the housekeeper just wanted to see, a month later, the girl is still not there?

Feng Ke'er's appearance in the vegetable market today surprised him a little, and the female college student didn't seem to be backing down. Just as he opened the car door and got into the car, the butler heard a familiar voice, "Wait, excuse me, wait a minute!"