Shi Qingran has grown so big, and he has seen a lot of sellers.

In the lively market, vegetables and cloth are sold, chickens and ducks are sold, sugar gourds and chicken feathers fly together, and rattles are the same color as duck feces.

The live animals were packed into iron cages, which must have been uncleaned, with the feathers of the previous chickens or ducks hanging from them, and a thick layer of sticky feces underneath.

They are hung on the bustling streets, exchanged for a certain copper plate, and then pinched by the neck and taken to a completely unfamiliar place, and with a click, this life is over, although not very fulfilling.

But now she is still the first time she has been bumped into this child on the street.

And judging from the current situation, the fate of this child is not as good as those chickens and ducks.

Under the almost identical living environment, the chickens and ducks are fattened, and the fat body is strong and shiny oil pot.

But this child is thin and powerful, not much stronger than the dog's tail grass on the side of the road, with a huge head on his small body, narrow shoulders as if he could hold it with one hand, big eyes are dark and dull, and there is no light.

In Shi Qingran's impression, people usually have a slightly better attitude towards chickens and ducks, and even generously provide them with a last full meal before taking boiling water to scald their feathers.

Now, however, this relationship of buying and selling has been transferred to people, and commodities have become people, and what little warmth remains has been lost.

Seeing this, Qingran was stunned, as if she was disgusted, and the woman's heart "chuckled".

She lifted her upper body suddenly, pulled her child over, pinched her mouth, and said earnestly, "Look, master, this child is not sick, don't worry that she will be sick!" If you don't believe it, look at it, it's neat! ”

The child let her pinch it, let her toss and turn it over and over, without much expression at all, as if he had become accustomed to it, a pair of eyes widened, staring straight at Shi Qingran.

The woman's head was covered with blood, and the blood that had just been knocked out of the stone bricks was mixed with the dry earth, and half of her face was dripping with water. She was ruthless, and there was no deception at all.

When Shi Qingran was in Qishan, he followed his father and mother to the market when he was a child, and he once saw someone selling livestock, and the buyer did just that.

Break open the mouth of the animal, look at the teeth, and look at the tongue.

Compared with the shrewd, wise, and inhuman buyer, the strength of the woman in front of her is obviously not light.

Shi Qingran was thrilled to watch, and felt ridiculous for a while, and couldn't speak for a while.

She looked at the child, and there was a strong fear and helplessness in her heart for no reason.

The woman was still chattering, "My child is very cheap, as long as two nests, sir!" Please, just buy her! ”

In front of him were two withered faces, one large and one small, and a pair of dirty hands stretched out, Shi Qingran subconsciously wanted to hide back, but his steps seemed to be stuck in place, and he couldn't move for a long time.

Song Yuchen took a step forward and lowered his eyelids coldly, "You guys came from the southwest, right?" ”

Although the woman was crying and shouting, her movements were fluctuating, and she looked very weird, but perhaps because she was facing a buyer, her general attitude was quite kind.

But at this moment, after listening to Song Yuchen's words, she seemed to have stepped on her tail for something, the corners of her eyes suddenly picked up, and her awl-like sharp and thin voice suddenly rose, "No, it's not!" We're not Southwestern, no, we're not! ”

As the tone of her voice rose sharply, the force in her hands increased.

Shi Qingran looked at the hand that was grabbing his ankle and was about to cry.

This bastard, if you don't help her out of the siege, it's just that, and it adds fuel to the fire!

Song Yuchen calmly met her gaze, as if he was about to say something, when a gray shadow suddenly burst into his side.

"Be careful!"

Lang'er grabbed Shi Qingran's shoulder, and a dashing twist pushed her behind her, and then stretched out his arm to block her.

Shi Qingran was treated as a spinning top and spun around for a long time, and just barely stood still and lifted his eyelids, he just happened to bump into the person who had just broken through.

To her surprise, this was still half an acquaintance.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan didn't even turn around, and he raised two fingers and pinched them, and there were two more angular small stones between his fingers.

Then he looked at it, as if he was not surprised, and said lightly, "It's you." ”

"Stay away from them!"

The boy took a big step forward, blocking the screaming woman and the child, who looked blank, and it was evident that he did not intend to catch up with them.

Shi Qingran looked at the knot tied randomly on his face, and the scene she peeked out of the window involuntarily appeared in her mind, and her stomach couldn't help but be swelling.

She rubbed her belly, stumbled under her feet, and fell forward a little.

The young man was startled, his red eyes widened and he turned his head, "Don't come here!" ”

With Lang'er by his side, the threat of such a country boy with empty white teeth naturally had no deterrent effect on Shi Qingran.

But she still stood at a distance very cooperatively, and explained to him very kindly, "We don't want to do anything, don't worry." ”

"Xingwang......" The woman calmed down somehow, tugged at the corner of the young man's clothes, and shook her head at him, "You don't care anymore, just let me sell Xiaodou'er." ”

The young man stared at one eye, his voice was hoarse and abnormal, with a slight trembling, as if he was about to cry, "Auntie! Of course not! ”

"No one has been here for a long time...... the woman did not answer him, as if she was talking to herself, "Xiaodou'er is dying, dying, if she dies, there will be no one in our family anymore, and she can't die......"

Babbling and babbling, she suddenly had the strength again, and shouted violently, "She can't die, she can't die!" ”

"Auntie! With me here, Xiaodou'er is fine, I won't let her be fine. ”

"Master, you bought her, please, buy her!"

The woman was still screaming, screaming and crying again, gradually swallowing up the boy's persuasion.

Song Yuchen took a step forward.

The boy straightened his back suddenly, "Don't come here!" ”

Song Yuchen ignored him, his eyes were calm and indifferent, the hem of his silver-white clothes was not stained, and he took another step forward.

"I told you not to come!" The young man's dark forehead was stretched into a stiff line, his shoulders trembled violently, and his hoarse voice gradually lowered and gradually gritted his teeth.

"Don't come here! Hold it! Hold it!! ”

"I won't give you Xiaodou'er! You top merchants! Bastard! Earn money to buy yourself a coffin! ”

"Don't touch them, don't take your dirty hands!"