Chapter Twenty-Three: My Sister's Intuition.
Yang Hao stopped his sister's movements in time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
and looked at the three members of the Dong family with a playful face.
"What do you mean!?" The hot-tempered dog's legs suddenly exploded, and his face turned red and roared.
"What do you mean?" Yang Hao's expression was cold, and he laughed: "The three of you are doing this, do you know how much money you make from delaying my noodle stall?" My noodle stall is so hot, and the business of millions of dollars per minute has been dragged by you for at least half an hour, so it won't be done for 30 yuan! ”
Bummer!
Sure enough, it's a scoundrel!
At this moment, all the villagers, even including Huang Huishan's sister. This word came to mind subconsciously.
"What did you say!?" The grumpy dog leg was also angry with Yang Hao's scoundrel, and he wanted to hit Yang Hao with his fist, but was pulled by the rational dog leg.
This dogleg was more rational, looked at Yang Hao, and said in a deep voice: "Then how much do you want?" ”
"At least -------------------" Yang Hao stretched out the last note: "Three hundred!" ”
"What did you say!? Why don't you go and grab it!? "This time, even the sane doglegs are irrational, and they are about to do it when they roll up their sleeves.
"You're wrong, it's better to go over and grab it."
Yang Hao said lightly. Fearless look.
However, he knew his own business, and after using the "Soul Mirror" once, his brain was already aching faintly at this time. Just in case, he secretly clasped the 'Soul Mirror' in his hand.
"You!"
The two doglegs finally couldn't help it. When the two of them stepped together, they were about to beat Yang Hao.
But at this moment, Dong Dashao finally couldn't help it.
"Grass!" He slapped each of the two doglegs in the face. Although he had no strength, he also expressed his anger.
"Quick, quick, give money!"
The two doglegs suddenly lost their temper and obediently paid for it.
Accepting the three hundred yuan with a smile, Yang Hao said goodbye with a smile: "Go slowly, don't send it, welcome to come next time!" ”
The three members of the Dong family, under Yang Hao's mocking gaze, fled from the noodle stall in embarrassment.
"Grass, that unlucky guy is too arrogant, find someone to beat him up later."
After moving away from the noodle stall, the hot-tempered dogleg finally couldn't help but mumble.
"Don't say it, now the young master doesn't know what to do, and his face seems to be very wrong." The other, more sane dogleg, said busily.
The grumpy dogleg was startled, and suddenly found that his young master's face was even greener.
"Young master, are you alright?" The dogleg was shocked, seeing that Dong Xuefu's face was blue and terrifying, and there were bursts of sweat oozing from his body.
What's going on?
"No, no, you, uncle. Ambulance, ambulance, car,"
Dong Xuefu said tremblingly, he couldn't resist it anymore, the continuous chill surging all over his body, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.
"Young Master!"
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After the farce of the three Dong family ended, the noodle stall quickly returned to calm.
Oh no. It should be said that it has returned to popularity.
The villagers saw that there was no excitement to see, so they quickly returned to their original positions, eating noodles when they should eat noodles, and queuing up when they should be queuing.
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It's just that to their surprise, not long after the three members of the Dong family left, a rush ambulance bell sounded outside the market.
Everyone was confused.
Only Yang Hao looked in the direction where the bell came from and smiled gloomily.
After being hit by the dementor Qingguang, although Dong Xuefu will not be dissipated, he will at least be infected with the biting wind chill, and he will lie in bed for ten days and a half months, it is estimated that he will not be able to escape!
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"Xiaohao, I heard someone say just now that Dong Xuefu really had an accident."
The noodle stall business was too hot, and it was almost sold out in the afternoon, Yang Hao's sister and brother closed the stall early and went home, and halfway through at this time, Huang Huishan suddenly talked about Dong Xuefu.
Dong Xuefu was next to the market when he was taken away by ambulance, and naturally it spread all over the market in a short time, and Huang Huishan also received the information.
"You can't really eat our pig jade noodles and have an accident, right?" Huang Huishan was a little worried.
In her opinion, the big corn was indeed magical, but Yang Hao deduced that it was a secret recipe from the same scholar at the time, so she was also a little skeptical that there would be any chemicals put in.
"Don't worry, sister." Yang Hao seemed full of confidence.
Just kidding, Ganfeng Yulu is not a chemical, it is a pure natural fairy product, what can be the problem?
What's more, Dong Xuefu's tragic situation was not caused by eating pig jade noodles.
Of course, Yang Hao naturally couldn't say this on the surface, so he had to say: "It is probably retribution, you also know, that Dong Xuefu is not a good person." ”
Huang Huishan also felt reasonable. So he nodded, stopped talking, and walked straight forward.
It's just that the next moment, she suddenly stopped and took a serious look at her younger brother who was walking side by side next to her.
Yang Hao was confused by his sister's strange behavior, and asked suspiciously: "Sister, why do you look at me like this?" ”
"Hmm. Xiao Hao, sister feels like you've changed recently. Huang Huishan looked at Yang Hao with a pair of watery eyes, and suddenly said a strange word.
"Changed? Has it become more handsome? Haha, didn't you say this before? Yang Hao laughed.
"It's not." Huang Huishan said: "It seems to have become confident. ”
"Confidence?" Yang Hao disturbed his head and expressed puzzlement: "Isn't it good to become confident?" ”
"It's good, but I always feel like you're a little overconfident and proud?" As Huang Huishan spoke, she couldn't help but think of the previous scene.
Just now, Yang Hao faced the two dog-legged adults who rolled up their sleeves, and they were not afraid, and they dared to be stubborn with them.
Although he succeeded in pitting them for 300 yuan later, this is naturally good. But in my sister's opinion, I would rather not have 300 yuan, than my brother would be in such a dangerous situation that he will be beaten at any time.
What Huang Huishan didn't know was that although Yang Hao couldn't beat those two people in a fight, he secretly held the 'Soul Mirror', and he could fight to the death at any time.
But speaking of which, Huang Huishan's intuition is not wrong.
Yang Hao has been connected to Heaven since he got the Pan Tao brand WeChat mobile phone. After getting a lot of immortal things, his mentality is indeed a little inflated, and it is inevitable that he does not take ordinary people in his eyes.
In fact, even Yang Hao himself was not aware of this.
So he was a little disapprehensive of his sister's words: "Sister, there is no pride." It's just that self-confidence is good. ”
"But," Huang Huishan was about to say more, but Yang Hao had already interrupted her: "Oh, don't say it, hurry up and go back to cooking, I'm hungry." ”
Without waiting for Huang Huishan to respond, Yang Hao smiled and took his sister's hand and walked home.
Huang Huishan had no choice but to let him go.
The two siblings held hands, talking and laughing, and walked home.
On the way home.
The sun was setting just right.
The shadows of the two siblings were stretched very long and long...... It's close, it's close, it's as if it's indistinguishable from each other......