After getting up early the next morning and exercising for a while, Mao Yulong was ready to go to the street to buy leeks, and he promised Xiaoya that the oil residue and leeks were trapped in dumplings at night, and it had been three days, and he hadn't eaten them yet.

In this era, don't talk about rich families, three meals a day, Zhong Ming Ding food, and supper at night. But in the poor family, still follow the rules left by the ancient ancestors, eat early at 9 o'clock in the morning, between 3 and 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and then eat another meal, called dinner, if you wake up hungry in the middle of the night, then you can only drink a cold water, which is considered to be a supper.

Now Mao Yulong is quite rich compared to the original. Of course, the so-called quite rich is just a few days ago, cheekily kicked the food stamps a few times, earned 300 yuan, plus 100 yuan from the school, and now his family has gone to spend these days, but it is a full 300 yuan.

Carrying fifty copper coins, listening to the sound of tinkling in his arms, walking on the road made Mao Yulong feel a rich man's mentality.

Pointing to a beautiful house on the side of the street, he asked the price in a rough voice, and when the other party quoted the price diligently, he pouted his lips very much, and continued to move forward with a disdainful posture. So many times, it is too much of the addiction of the nouveau riche.

After walking through the Yuezhong Bridge, there is a long street in front of you, and then turn to the left, there is a vegetable market.

At the junction of this factory street and the vegetable market, it is naturally a good place for some people who sell their art, or vendors who sell bits and pieces.

When Mao Yulong walked, he saw a group of people surrounding there from a distance, and in the crowd, there was a whirring sound of knives and guns, and Mao Yulong knew that this was San'er and his father, who were playing tricks here again.

Although he handed him the craftsmanship of the pankang, the kang was not yet popular, so San'er and his father still sold his art for the time being. But soon, when a few students visited themselves, they saw the benefits of the fire kang, and they were ready to go back and find Daddy Zhao to put one on the plate, the situation will slowly open up, and the days will get better and better.

Standing outside the crowd, some didn't look inside, only to see San'er with a three-strand steel fork, dancing with wind and thunder. But it's a pity that the action is too simple, or it is repeated a few times, and there is no highlight at all, unlike other people's tricks, which are dazzling.

Look at the people around who are watching the excitement, one by one, no one applauds, not even a person who coaxes, just looked at it so numbly, one of them also muttered in a low voice: "Just these two crops, it's better to go and see the monkey over there, it's much stronger than these two masters." ”

Mao Yulong sighed, if you continue to do this, you will go bankrupt sooner or later.

"Didn't the magistrate say that there is still a big stone in his chest?" An idler said boredly.

As a result, his companion sneered and laughed: "The chest is broken with a big stone, not to mention that this is all an old routine, just the stone bar that is broken every day, don't you want money?" Just this Zhao family, can he still afford to buy stones? Forget it, let's go see the monkey show. So everyone shook their heads and walked away, and no one gave a penny at all. It seems that the two grandfathers of the Zhao family will go to their homes to borrow food tomorrow. But this is not always a way, no, no, I will walk around a few classmates tomorrow in the same year, and let them make money on the kang.

The crowd has dispersed, and the Zhao family and the two are also excited, it is true, no one, who else are you playing to?

The crowd dispersed, and Mao Yulong was naturally revealed.

When San'er saw that it was Brother Xiao Xiucai standing here and didn't leave, he cheered himself on, and he excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Mao Yulong: "How am I playing today?" ”

"It's not good, if you continue to play like this, your father and son will simply go to beg on the street, and if you meet that soft-hearted old lady, you may be able to give you a piece of bread, or a few pennies." Thinking so in his heart, Mao Yulong applauded, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Brother, what you are dancing is definitely tiger and tiger style, and the murderous spirit is compelling, but those guys don't know the goods, and they really have no eyes." ”

San'er took Mao Yulong's hand and happily ran to his father: "Daddy, it's still my brother Xiucai who is well-informed, and they know the real details of our martial arts." ”

Mao Yulong hurriedly bowed to Father Zhao: "My nephew has seen Daddy." ”

Father Zhao waved his hand, looking depressed and miserable, they were all neighbors, so there was no need to take out the red tape of seeing Xiucai, just sighed.

At this time, Mao Yulong said happily to the two of them: "A few days ago, I got a hundred yuan from the school, bought a pound of fat, and boiled a bunch of oil residue, today my mother asked me to buy some leeks on the street, and make dumplings at night, just the family can't eat, and at night, I also ask my father to take my aunt and San'er, and our two families will be happy together." ”

As soon as he heard that there were dumplings to eat, San'er jumped for joy, and said to his lonely and sad father when he was cleaning up the house: "I will accompany my Yulong brother to buy leeks now." ”

Then he took Mao Yulong and walked to the vegetable market.

As a result, the two little brothers had just walked to the door of the vegetable market, but they heard bursts of scolding behind them, as well as the familiar begging sound of Daddy Zhao.

Something happened, Mao Yulong and San'er glanced at each other, and immediately turned around and ran back.

Sure enough, something happened, and it was still the worst bloody plot.

A group of local splashes settled down and were surrounding Daddy Zhao and scolding, and Daddy Zhao was begging for mercy.

One big winter, he still opened his chest, revealing his fleshy skin, standing in front of Daddy Zhao, and yelled: "You are an old immortal, you have been here for half a month, and you don't pay any protection fees, are you calling me for the name of Jingjie Tiger in vain?" ”

Father Zhao hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "Second master, didn't you say at the beginning of the month, pay for a month, I have already paid it, why is it less than half a month, and I have to pay it again." ”

"Fart, am I that discredited? This time it's my eldest brother's flowers, and it's part of the money. ”

At that time, Father Zhao begged bitterly: "The big boss is just a cat in the family giving birth, and he wants us to give us five hundred yuan in gifts, which is too much, you always look at it, I don't have a big income this day, you——"

"Fart, what's wrong with our boss's cat, our boss's cat is more expensive than your life, you're tired of living." Saying that, it was a big mouth when he went up, and Daddy Zhao, who was beaten at that time, stumbled, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

As a result, Father Zhao covered half of his face, and a trace of anger in his eyes only flashed, but in the blink of an eye, he still pleaded in a low voice.

This time, he annoyed San'er, who had just come back, and yelled at the time: "You dare to beat my father, I will fight with you." ”