"Boss, have a bottle of soy sauce. ”

Near noon, Mr. Wang stepped on flip-flops and wore large flower pants, shouting at the door of the shop.

"It's the old king next door, what brand do you want?"

"Whatever. Hurry up, the daughter-in-law is waiting for the stir-fry. ”

"Okay. Come, this newly launched engagement activity, buy one get one free. ”

"Damn, it's really fake?"

"You're thinking too much. Buy a bottle of soy sauce and get a copy of Capital News. Come, take it. ”

"Cut! What the hell is the "Capital News", you know that there are no treacherous businessmen, and you will send some pit goods that you have never heard of!"

Mr. Wang rolled his eyes, carried soy sauce in his left hand, copied "Xin Pao" with his right hand, and walked back with a hum. Because I was worried that the window of the bathroom was a little transparent, I should paste it, so I endured it and didn't throw it into the trash.

"I am entangled with you and flying, flying over the red dust forever with ......"

Humming a tune, Mr. Wang was bored rummaging through the newspaper, thinking about which side would have a better effect on the light paste, and suddenly sighed:

"Is it the latest chivalrous novel?"

Twenty minutes later, Mr. Wang, who was still unfinished and flushed, sat up from the side of the road, and carefully folded the newspaper and put it away, as if he had smoked a fairy cigarette.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes swept to the soy sauce bottle standing on the ground next to him, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he patted his head, it was broken! Don't talk about stir-frying, if you don't go back, the meal should be finished!

Without saying a word, he picked up the soy sauce bottle and rushed home.

rushed to the house in one breath, the daughter-in-law's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and a storm was about to break out at any time, Mr. Wang didn't say a word, and directly spread out the folded "New Newspaper" and turned it to the version of the serialized "Pingxia Film", and presented it as a tribute.

Twenty minutes later, the daughter-in-law who had just cried because of the tragic experience of Yun Jing and Yun Lei's grandfather and grandson, especially the little girl Yun Lei, who was forced by her grandfather Yun Jing to swear blood and take revenge, rubbed her nose, picked up a piece of braised pork, and gently put it into Mr. Wang's bowl, "Thank you, husband, for buying such a beautiful newspaper for me and coming back." ”

"I know that you love to read this kind of novel, and when I bought soy sauce, I heard everyone say that this "Pingxia Film" is simply a masterpiece. No, I ran three streets in one breath with a soy sauce bottle, strung six alleys, and squeezed a stinky sweat to get such a copy. Tell you about your daughter-in-law, this newspaper is all out of stock today! But for the daughter-in-law to be able to see it, no matter how hard it is, it won't matter!"

"Husband, I love you!"

"Wife, what's that, it's time to send pocket money this month, right?"

……

At the same time, the old grandson made a house.

"Tsk, this is really powerful Xie Tianhua, holding the 'Baiyun' sword, his swordsmanship is outstanding, and he is worthy of being the most powerful apprentice of the world's first swordsman Xuanji Relic!"

An old customer sat in a barber chair, stretched out the whole newspaper in front of him with his arms in the air, and read it with the old grandson standing behind him who was getting a haircut, and exclaimed as he read it.

"In my opinion, that Tantai is only called powerful, a pair of double dragon hand guards, first defeated the Chaoyin monk, and then fought Xie Tianhua, and fought hundreds of rounds without winning or losing!"

"Nonsense! Come on, look here: 'The fight was in full swing, and the Tai Ming suddenly whistled, sold a flaw, turned around and left, and the two young generals also jumped out of the circle, and then fled in a hurry. Xie Tianhua and the Chaoyin monk were able to kill, where to put it, with a sword and a stick, they chased after it in a long step, and they crossed a mountain col in a moment. If he can beat the fight, why should he escape?"

"You're just talking nonsense! Look at this again: 'Xie Tianhua didn't turn his mind, only to see that the body of the Zhantai Ming was bent and stretched in mid-air, and with a snort, he threw out a long rope, and the end of the rope was tied to a sharp hook, and he immediately caught the pine tree opposite, and his body swung like a swing. This valley shape is extremely dangerous, it is a mountain divided into two peaks, the two peaks are more than ten zhang apart, no matter how good the light work is, it can't fly over, but I can't imagine that Yutai Zhenming jumped over with this method, jumped over, and then turned a corner, it was Yunjing's donkey cart'. The people's Tantai Annihilation is obviously deliberately defeated, so that they can chase Yunjing, and the valley where people can pass, you Xie Tianhua can't get by, what does this mean, it shows that Xie Tianhua can't at least get up and work hard compared to Tantai Annihilation!"

Lao Sun is also a stubborn person.

The old patron stopped doing it, and shouted: "That's because the 'Qing Ming' sword is not there, if it is, the two swords of Baiyun and Qing Ming will be combined, and ten or eight of the Tai Ming will also be cut into pig's head!"

Lao Sun snorted: "You are two people, okay? Then I will let Shantai Zhenming add another Shangguan Tianye here, you can't beat it?"

The old patron's face turned red with anger: "You are unreasonable! Bai Yun and Qing Ming are originally combined, it is a set of swordsmanship! I don't have anything to do with you, anyway, Xie Tianhua is amazing!"

"!

"Xie Tianhua!"

"Extinguishing the light!"

After arguing for a while, the old patron simply ignored it, took out his mobile phone directly, and dialed it according to the number in the newspaper: "Old grandson, I'll call the newspaper and ask who is the best to convince you!"

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of whom!"

As a result, the phone was always busy and did not get through.

The old patron was full of frustration and had nowhere to vent, so he shook the cloth and stood up suddenly: "The surname Sun, don't cut it! Don't cut your hair here for people who don't have a little cultural level and no appreciation!"

Lao Sun was also angry, threw the electric clipper, and crossed his psoas muscles with both hands: "If you don't cut it, you won't cut it, who will you scare!

"Hello!Okay!Don't regret it!" the old patron snorted, and turned around to leave, holding his half-shaved yin and yang head.

Lao Sun also ignored him, and at this time his heart was filled with only the unfinished "Pingxia Film", and he looked in front of the mirror platform as soon as he saw it, but when he looked at it, his whole body trembled, his face suddenly turned red, and he picked up a pair of electric clippers and chased them out:

"You old rammer who kills a thousand knives! Steal Lao Tzu's newspaper! Haven't you finished reading it? I, I'm not done with you!"

……

"What's the matter? Your Zhengzi is writing a novel and publishing it?"

Old man Xu fiddled with chess with a look of disbelief.

"Of course. The manuscript fee has been called back to 35,000. Deng Hai faced his old chess friend and couldn't hide his pride.

"Alas, these days, any word is really worth a lot of money!" Old man Xu sighed, mysteriously took out a copy of "Capital News", and handed it to Deng Hai, who looked a little unpleasant, "Take a good look, what is a novel!

Deng Hai read the whole wedge in one breath, he was shocked, and his expression was a little complicated, but parents would not admit that their children were inferior, especially there were many old people in the neighborhood who were watching, so he said stiffly: "...... Zhengzi's writing may not be as good as this!"

Old man Xu was angry, grabbed the newspaper, and glared at him: "Don't be ashamed! Okay, I'll leave the words here in front of everyone today, if your Zhengzi can write at this level, I'll eat this chess together with the chessboard!"