The City God Temple, although it is still the City God Temple, although it is crowded and very lively, but the feeling for Zhao Qingru is completely different. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoGe Sulin is a native of Modu, and she is very familiar with the area around the City God Temple. After knowing that Zhao Qingru wanted to go and exchange for some so-called old gadgets, he took Zhao Qingru into a deep alley.

Listening to Ge Sulin's meaning, most of this kind of tattered toys in the past few years have been dealt with, if it weren't for the end of the campaign the year before last, with more than a year of buffer and recovery, Zhao Qingru wants to find old things in the antique street, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Even so, Zhao Qingru found that there were not many things on the so-called stalls on both sides, and most of them were relatively common things such as ceramic bowls and basins. It's no wonder that there are still more boycotts of small merchants and hawkers at this time, if it weren't for the fact that there are a lot of foreigners in the magic capital, I'm afraid it will be more difficult to encounter.

To Zhao Qingru's surprise, there was also a stall with villain books. The so-called villain book is a comic book, boxy, and the price is cheap, one or two cents a piece. Zhao Qingru knew that his eight cousins liked to read comic books when they were young, and the brothers were said to have had infighting for a comic book. Finally, it should be said that it is still the way of his own grandfather to solve internal contradictions in the form of "competition".

There are various forms of competition, and considering that the brothers are older and younger, the older ones naturally have a better advantage. Therefore, it is generally up to the challenger's younger side to choose the competition event to show fairness.

"Ah, villain book. I remember that Brother Lixin liked to read villain books very much. ”

"How many copies shall we buy and go back?"

"Okay. With a smile on her face, Ge Sulin walked directly to the stall, squatted down, and began to rummage.

Zhao Qingru habitually looked around left and right, and then followed to the small stall. To say that the stall is not big, it is directly spread on the ground a little damaged, looking like a blue cloth on the quilt, dozens of villain books are neatly placed on it, almost all of them are second-hand, seven or eight percent new, of course, there are ninety percent new.

Zhao Qingru simply flipped through it and found that most of these books were published after the 60s, and there were also the Republic of China editions and the old versions after liberation, but there were not many. To Zhao Qingru's surprise, he found several copies of the American version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the book stack.

"This old vain, are there only these few copies of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?" Ge Sulin saw that Zhao Qingru was interested in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", so she quickly found all the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the bookshelf, but unfortunately there were still a few copies missing.

"It's all here. "The one looking at the bookstall was an old man, who looked at least sixty years old.

Zhao Qingru was a little disappointed, but when she thought of something, she didn't dwell on it anymore, but picked out the good quality of the bookstale, especially the Republic of China edition and the old version.

"Little girl, do I want a complete set of "Dream of Red Mansions" here? The old man of the bookstall saw that Zhao Qingru liked a set, so he asked casually.

"Old Baibai, can you take a look?"

The old man of the bookstall took out "Dream of Red Mansions" from under his seat, because there were two layers of newspapers wrapped outside, and the complete set of "Dream of Red Mansions" was quite well preserved, almost brand new.

"Lao Baibai, can you cut your love?" Zhao Qingru's eyes lit up, obviously very interested in the set of "Dream of Red Mansions" taken out by the old man of the bookstall, "I will definitely keep it well." ”

"I want this set of books!" Zhao Qingru's voice fell, and a young girl appeared out of nowhere on the side, stepping on "Dream of Red Mansions".

Ge Sulin turned her head sideways and glanced up at the little girl beside her, about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a blue cotton jacket, goose egg face, with fragrant alabaster on her face, her nostrils facing the sky, and she looked at Ge Sulin and Zhao Qingru unruly.

"Not for sale!" The old man of the bookstall frowned, and saved "Dream of Red Mansions" from the feet of the little girl with some distress, and after carefully erasing the footprints on it, he looked up at Zhao Qingru, "Eight yuan and six cents, that pile of books plus this set of "Dream of Red Mansions". ”

"Thank you, old for nothing. Zhao Qingru directly took out two five-yuan bills from his crossbody bag and handed them to the old man of the bookstall .

"Hey, I said that the old man, you are deaf, this set of "Dream of Red Mansions" ......"

"It's been sold. When the old man saw that the little girl had stepped on the blue cloth of his bookstall again, he picked up the crutches that he had placed at hand, and hit them without hesitation, almost hitting the little girl's feet directly.

The little girl realized something at this time, and turned to look at Zhao Qingru and Ge Sulin.

"Hey, you give me "Dream of Red Mansions", and I will pay ten yuan!"

"I'm sorry. I love these books so much that I don't want to cut my love. ”

"Hey, isn't it just that I don't have enough money. I'll add one more, twelve, fifteen, and that's it. Don't go too far! You're sitting on the ground, you know how to cut it, countryman!"

Zhao Qingru didn't know where this person came from, and Ge Sulin neatly put the villain books they picked into the cloth bag. That set of "Dream of Red Mansions" was naturally thrown into his secret warehouse for the first time by taking the opportunity to load books in the cloth bag.

After the little girl saw Zhao Qingru take back the change from the old man of the bookstall, she picked up the cloth bag with Ge Sulin and wanted to leave, but she didn't care about raising the price again, so she grabbed Zhao Qingru's arm.

"Don't go!" The little girl dragged Zhao Qingru while turning her head and hurriedly moving the rescuers not far away, "Brother, Mom, come quickly." ”

"What's the matter?" Fang's mother, who was bargaining for a ceramic bowl at a stall not far away, heard the shouting of her baby daughter, and she didn't care about bargaining with the stall owner anymore, so she rushed over with her buttocks. Fang's mother saw that her baby daughter Fang Fenfang was holding the arm of a strange girl, and spontaneously thought that the two girls in front of her were bullying her daughter, so she rushed towards Zhao Qingru.

"Book that Niang is #¥%......"

As soon as Fang Mu opened her mouth, there was a long list of classic curses from the demon capital, and she didn't forget to pounce on Zhao Qingru while scolding, wanting to take the opportunity to teach Zhao Qingru a lesson. Although Zhao Qingru's arm was grabbed, it did not affect his actions at all. As soon as the figure dodged, he narrowly avoided Fang Mu who rushed over. Taking advantage of the gap between dodging, Zhao Qingru quietly stretched out his left foot by half a centimeter, and coincidentally tripped Fang Mu.

Fang Mu's body is already bloated, so it is naturally not surprising that she accidentally falls to the ground and falls on a big horse.

"Mom, are you alright? Fang Fenfang saw that Fang's mother had fallen, and she couldn't care about pulling Zhao Qingru's arm anymore, so she hurriedly stepped forward to support her mother.

"Oops, I fell to death. ”

Why did Fang's mother fall, no matter how fast Zhao Qingru moved, she couldn't hide Ge Sulin who was standing beside her. In this regard, Ge Sulin somewhat disapproved of Zhao Qingru doing this. Although it was only a short contact, it was not difficult to see from the words and deeds that neither the young girl nor the middle-aged woman who came out of nowhere did not look like a fuel-efficient lamp.

Now that the person has fallen, even if there is no slightest injury on the surface, even if there is no full evidence to accuse Zhao Qingru of deliberately stumbling that he fell, when he encounters this unreasonable person, biting his body to death is all kinds of discomfort, I am afraid that this matter will be difficult to settle.

Ge Sulin looked at Zhao Qingru a little helplessly, Sister Qingru, what should I do now?

Zhao Qingru's hands spread out slightly, making a helpless expression that I didn't know. Anyway, everything has already happened, so if it's a big deal, go to the police station or something, and let the big hat police uncle come forward to solve it. Could it be that she is to blame for this? Inexplicably, she was pulled by a little girl's arm and refused to let her go, and inexplicably met an Obasan, who greeted her ancestors for the eighteenth generation without asking, if she hadn't hid quickly, it was estimated that she would have been scratched or scratched her face.

Isn't that sick?

Now that people have fallen down themselves, who is to blame?!

"Mommy...... Ah, Qingru, why are you?!" When Zhao Qingru recognized which god Brother Fang Fenfang who hurried over when he heard the movement, he actually wanted to lift the table and run away.

Nima, sister is no longer playing!

Fang Yimin looked at Zhao Qingru with a look of surprise, looked at the posture and even wanted to take the opportunity to grab Zhao Qingru's hand "out of control", and told a heartfelt crying ghost and god that was shocking. It's best to be moved by the beauty because of this, and then naturally hug the beauty.

"Yimin, you, do you know Hiccup......" Xu had scruples in front of his own son, and Fang's mother spoke, and Shengsheng swallowed the scolding words, "Hiccup (this) little girl?"

"Mom, she's the girl I mentioned to you before. ”

Mother Fang, with the support of her daughter Fang Fragrance, got up from the ground, looked Zhao Qingru up and down for a long time with a critical face, and then said with a disgusted face: "It's okay to look like it." Merely...... Yimin, this kind of daughter-in-law from the countryside, my mother will not agree to anything. In the future, if you have a good hukou, how can you do it if you don't have a hukou in the future?"

"Comrade Fang Yimin, you and I have only met twice in a hurry on the train. Once again, I would like to thank you for taking me through the staff passage at the train station when we first met, so that I could get on the train smoothly. By the way, I will reiterate again, you and I meet in Pingshui, please call me 'comrade'!" Although Zhao Qingru has a new understanding of the word comrade, she would rather call her "comrade" than Fang Yimin's affectionate name, which is not so disgusting.

In a few words, even if they looked around, passers-by who didn't know the truth heard Zhao Qingru's outspoken mouth, and they understood what was going on after a little taste. What's more, Fang Cai's mother's earth-shattering scolding words attracted the attention of the people around him at once.

"Oh, oh, oh, some people want to eat swan meat. ”

"It's just that the old immortal still feels good about himself. ”

"Not really...... People are ugly and weird!"

"It's nothing great about the people of the Demon City. Still look down on the countrymen?! No countrymen eat a fart. ”

The people watching around were gossiping, although they didn't directly swear like Fang Mu, the effect was not much worse than swearing. At least succeeded in making Fang Yimin, who had always paid attention to his face, change his already somewhat pale face.

Fang Yimin looked at Zhao Qingru with half-squinted eyes, with resentment and hatred in his eyes.

"Comrade Zhao, what do you say that you caused my mother to fall?!"

"What to say. This is your sister, who came up inexplicably and grabbed my sister's arm and didn't let her go, and your mother was even sicker, so she scolded people and didn't say anything when she came up, and pounced directly. I fell, who is to blame?!" Ge Sulin crossed her hands on her waist, not only blocking in front of Zhao Qingru, but also said unceremoniously.

"If you hadn't gotten out of the way, my mom wouldn't have fallen. Fang Fenfang retorted on the side, "Brother, she caused her mother to fall." ”

"Oops, oops~ Yimin, but I fell to death your mother. Fang Mu took the opportunity to hum.

"It's a joke. Suddenly a nervous slumber swooped up, who wouldn't hide?!Is it possible to stand there like a dead man, and let you, an old pious woman, scratch my sister's face?"

"Not really. Who knows what some people will be comfortable with?!" Someone in the crowd of onlookers interjected. (To be continued.) )