Butterfly is not a little girl after all, this kind of bastard knows how to deal with it, one word: go!

Let these boring men break around, ignore themselves, and walk directly to other vendors to see the ingredients in a light breeze, as if nothing happened.

The butterfly just walked away, and the man was obviously a little bored, so he turned his head and chatted with the stall owner next to him.

Of course, you still have to buy fish, not at your house, but also at other places.

Butterfly finally chose a relatively remote fish stall to buy fish, and the stall owner was a woman with a child, who looked simple and tired. She was in business, and a dirty child was sitting next to her and playing alone.

Although butterflies don't often go to places like vegetable markets, they have always followed Zhuang Yousheng in the past, and have seen the basic price of river fish and seafood in hypermarkets, so these vendors are difficult to defeat butterflies.

Butterfly asked the female stall owner about the price slightly, and she was decent, not deceiving and blackmailing herself, so she chose some fish that had just died and bought it, and the female stall owner also politely washed the internal organs and fish scales for the butterfly, and then put it in a plastic bag and handed it to the butterfly. Grin took the money from the butterfly. The butterfly looked at it, and the swarthy hand, rough and strong, knew at a glance that it was a pair of hard-working hands.

Butterflies not only sigh, they are the same women, but they have different life circumstances. It's not easy to do business with children.

Later, the butterfly habitually kept buying fish from her, and after a few times, she would tell the butterfly that those were freshly warped fish that had just died. Because she basically knew that this customer didn't want the kind of fish that was alive. She casually asked the butterfly sentence: If you don't eat live, do you believe in Buddhism?

The butterfly shook her head in amazement and said, "No." Habits from an early age.

She grinned on her old face and said, "I thought you were the same as those old ladies who believe in Buddhism." None of them buy live fish. They also don't eat fish or meat, saying they bought it for their children.

Butterflies always appear in the vegetable market decently, which is particularly unique in the whole black pressure environment, attracting many curious eyes. Some tricky people will deliberately overquote the price, but most of them are still relatively honest, but when they see a woman like a butterfly, they don't look like a woman who comes to a place like a vegetable market, and they are completely out of place.

However, the butterfly still carries a small bag across the body every day, dresses up and sends the kite neatly, and then comes to the vegetable market.

There is a vegetable buyer, because I have bought butterflies a few times, and when I met him, I asked: Are you Korean?

Butterfly smiled dumbly and thought: Do I look like Korean?

Shook his head with a smile and said, "No."

The woman smiled and said, "People say that Koreans buy groceries and put on makeup every day." Last time I had a Korean woman here, she was very beautiful, oh, as beautiful as you, and she was also dressed in a suit, and she wore light makeup. I thought you were Korean, too.

The butterfly smiled back: Oh, I'm not.

When the number of times I went there, the butterflies basically knew the price of food, and those shops also saw it as if they didn't see it, so it was not surprising.

In addition to the market such as the vegetable market, it is inevitable that there are school teachers who need to socialize, and even the parents of other children. But butterflies always leave very quickly.

Forget about these occasions, you don't want to ignore it, but you can excuse yourself and walk away. The biggest headache for the butterfly is the neighbor next door, an old lady who lives alone.

Whenever she sees a butterfly, she will talk to her for no reason. Originally, out of curiosity, a beautiful woman with a single boy suddenly moved in, and later I met, and I also knew that Butterfly was a single mother, and I couldn't help but feel the need to be more concerned.

She likes to stay at the gate when she has nothing to do, except that the weather is too cold, basically the door of her house is not closed. Seeing people passing by have nothing to say, butterflies live next door, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, naturally more close.

If she sees a butterfly coming back with vegetables, she asks, "What did you buy today?" Girl?

Butterfly didn't understand why she liked to call herself girl, and Butterfly sounded a little awkward, so she told her that she could call herself Xiao He.

If the butterfly said what she bought today, she would go on and on on the topic, saying where the dish was cheaper, how to choose the dish, how to eat it, and so on. She said with great interest, and the butterfly was embarrassed to interrupt, so she had to listen with a smile, patiently, and helplessly.

Then, in an embarrassing scene, the butterfly is holding the key, standing there listening to her, and the butterfly almost forgets what she is doing.

If you meet a butterfly at another time, you will ask: Where is your son? Why didn't you see it today?

Butterflies inevitably have to take the trouble to explain.

She once took the initiative to knock on the door and came to the butterfly to say that she had bought too many potatoes today and wanted to give some to the butterfly.

However, she was annoyed by the butterflies.

Once the butterfly happened to be watching the kite play in the small garden downstairs, and she happened to pass by, so she walked up to the butterfly, and greeted the butterfly very warmly, as if she were a very good friend.

She was carrying a big bag of things, saying that she had just returned from the supermarket, and she said that there was a new supermarket near here, and that something was being promoted these days. She even told Butterfly that she would visit three to four supermarkets a day to buy cheap things, one to buy eggs, that one to buy rice, and the other to buy daily necessities.

Butterfly was stunned for a moment, and thought to herself: Oh my God, who is so free to go to the supermarket all day without doing anything in order to buy something?

But the butterfly still has to be inherited, after all, she is an old lady in her seventies, but life is too idle, and there is no one around. However, her careful calculation really allows butterflies to learn what it means to live and admire the five bodies to the ground. I can't bear to understand that I can't bargain or shop around, and I'm really spending so much money that I'm wasting money.

Occasionally, the butterfly couldn't hold back and asked about herself, and she said very casually: The old man is dead, and my four children are in Australia. It's all there, along with my grandchildren.

At that moment, an imperceptible void suddenly flashed in her eyes.

got married, gave birth to four children waiting to be fed, and lived a busy life...... Everything ends up being just meaningless memories. Stay in the album, stay in the still clear mind, stay in the dream, stay in the deep wrinkles of your own Taoism, stay in the conversation that everyone says.

The butterfly suddenly seemed to understand something, and her heart palpitated inexplicably, thinking: It turns out that no matter whether you have been married or not, and how many children you have had, you will eventually become a lonely old man, with nothing. Neighbors become all the source of passion in your life.

Butterfly didn't want to sympathize with her, because sympathy was sometimes not kind, but that indescribable loneliness made Butterfly very sad.

That time, she talked to the old man for a long time, and the old man talked about her husband, who used to be a soldier, and then left in middle age, and she worked hard to raise the children and send them out of the country one by one.

The butterfly asked her: why not go there and live with them?

She shook her head and said: If you can't get used to it, it's better to live here by yourself. The house was so big, there was no one around the house, I couldn't understand anything when I turned on the TV, and I had to wait for them to come back to buy something. The garden goes out all the way up to the hills, which are full of woods. There are a lot of animals, and all kinds of animals come to visit the door.

The butterfly can't go on, and if you don't say it, you can feel the helpless bitterness in it. When I lived in Zhuang Yousheng's villa, I was lonely like a lonely ghost, I was really bored, and I was in a trance all day long. What's more, when you go abroad, you are in a foreign land, you can't understand your language, and your life is barren. How can butterflies not understand that scene?

The butterfly muttered: Yes, it's better to have your own home.