The white hand is confused, and there can be stalls on the left and right, why can't I here.

Zhang Laogui stretched out his hand and pointed behind his white hand.

When he looked back, he found that there was a door behind him, and his stall was just in front of the door.

But you can stretch your neck and look around, there is no empty space.

If you come, you will be safe, and you will set up a stall here today.

Zhang Laogui said: "Little brother, when you go out, you can make money in harmony." Later, people won't let you put it on, you say more good things, people have to drive you out, you just move away. ”

Nodding his head with his white hand, it should be.

Unexpectedly, the owner behind him had not yet appeared, but a big man with a mustache appeared in front of him.

"Whoever collects money." Zhang Laogui whispered to Bai Shou.

"What unit?"

"No unit."

There is no unit, and the white hand understands, that is a gangster.

Looking at the figure, he has a big waist and a round waist, and he dares to be blatant, not an ordinary gangster, at least a gangster his predecessor.

A stall triangular money, not much.

But Wu Zhiyan didn't hand it over, he didn't even look at the Bazi Hu, and the Bazi Hu didn't exist as if Wu Yiyan existed.

Zhang Liu paid the triangular money, nodded his head, and called "Eighth Master".

The eight-character beard, called the eighth master, has no problem at all.

This is a tyrant in the vegetable market, and unemployed people live by doing nonsense.

Standing in front of the white-handed stall, he stared at the white dang guarding the stall and didn't speak for a few seconds.

Bai was timid, looked back at his brother, and asked his brother to pay for it.

The white hand remained silent, stretched out his foot and tapped the second brother's buttocks, signaling him to calm down.

Many people gathered around, probably seeing the signs and wanting to take the opportunity to watch the excitement.

The mustache shifted his gaze and landed on the white hand.

White Hand smiled and did not speak.

"New here?"

White Hand nodded.

"Do you know the rules?"

White Hand shook his head.

"One day triangle, new arrival, more triangles."

"I didn't open it, I didn't have any money." The white hand finally spoke, smiling on his face.

"It's easy to do, take something."

With white hands, he took two steps forward and picked up a palm broom.

"This big brother, my broom is a piece of six, please find me one."

The people who watched the excitement laughed.

Bazi Hu was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, don't you tease me?" ”

The white hand has made up his mind, anyway, this place is not suitable for selling palm products, just today, the six dimes will not be paid.

"Big brother, I really don't have any money, I can't give you a broom. If you don't do this, I owe you, and I'll make it up next time. ”

"Stinky boy, dare to play with your eighth master."

The mustache roared angrily, took a stance, and kicked at the entire bundle of palm brooms.

The white hand is quick-eyed, picks up the whole bundle of brooms, and flashes people and things to the side.

The figure-eight kicked in the air, exerting too much force, and the supporting foot lost stability, and fell to the ground, with all fours facing the sky.

Suddenly, laughter erupted.

Shameful and angry, Bazihu got up and threw his fist at the white hand.

Hard blocking is definitely not good, and the white hand knows that he is not strong enough.

The white hand dodged again, just right.

The mustache threw himself into the air again and fell to the ground again, only this time it was changed to gnawing mud.

At this time, there were more people watching the excitement, and the laughter was louder.

But the white hand put down the whole bundle of brooms and reached out to pull the mustache.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, big brother, did you fall and hurt yourself?"

"Holy shit." The mustache didn't get up, but took the opportunity to grab the wrist of the white hand and twist and pull it hard.

With his white hand, he fell with the trend, twisted his wrist and got rid of his mustache.

Another forward roll, with the white hand body facing up, the carp straightened and stood up in a chic manner.

There were cheers and applause, and people watching the excitement were helping the white hands.

The eight-character beard has red ears and red ears, and it is difficult to ride a tiger, he knows that when he meets the Lian family, people are letting him.

Just then, the door opened, and someone else spoke.

"Early in the morning, whose dogs are fighting?"

It was a white-haired and white-bearded old man, who was on a bamboo cane, and he was as thin as a bamboo pole.

Zhang Laogui leaned over to Bai Shou and whispered: "His name is Yu Laowei, what his real name is, I don't know." But the score is big, and when the cadres see him, they all respect him for seven or eight points. ”

"Old revolution?" White Hand asked.

"No, it's just a lonely old man. I heard that before the liberation, it was the party, and it was still a deputy brigade commander and a colonel. Now that the policy is relaxed, the government provides for him, and I heard that a month's salary is more than 100 yuan. ”

The white hand nodded his head and sighed.

Not to mention, the brine points to the tofu, one thing drops one thing.

Yu Lao Wei took the crutches and scolded while hitting the mustache.

The mustache didn't dare to reply, and ran away.

The people who watched the excitement were about to disperse, but when they saw Yu Laowei rushing towards the white hand, they stopped and watched.

"Good dogs don't get in the way."

Yu Lao Wei said as he used his crutches to block his white hand.

"Old dogs don't have self-respect."

White hands are not good stubble, and if they are scolded as dogs, they have to be scolded back unceremoniously.

Old Monster Yu was stunned.

"The yellow-mouthed child is too rampant."

"Old bastards aren't things."

"The countrymen are uneducated."

"The old thing is looking for someone to scold."

"Don't respect the old man, five thunders."

"If you don't respect the old, you are a thief."

Old Monster Yu glared at the old man and said again, "The kid doesn't say anything." ”

The white hand is even harder-mouthed, "Bullying the old is not bullying the young." ”

It's not a pair, it's a swearing, the favorite way of scolding the locals.

The white hand and the old monster Yu can be called chess opponents, regardless of winning or losing.

Yu Laowei's face did not change, and he was not angry.

The white hand was a little strange and a little embarrassed, after all, he was an old man, so he couldn't help but glance at Old Monster Yu.

Only then did the white hand realize that the old guy was still holding a small cloth bag in his other hand, and the cloth bag contained something.

Chess pieces, white hands can be seen.

The white palm moved, frowning and thinking.

Yu Lao Wei ignored his white hand, turned around and left.

Bai Shou suddenly read: "There is no need to divide Chu Yue in the same room, Xiao Wall has nothing to do." ”

Old Monster Yu stopped and turned to look at the white hand.

"I think about the night chess of the river cart and the horse, and the operation of the living road." Yu Lao Wei said.

"Worrying about hardship and seeking a life is not easy to get cheap." Pick up with your white hand.

"The rain is overturning, and the clouds are fighting, and it is clear that life is required to die."

"How to have your own way to turn around, and go to the dangerous place in the world."

Old Monster Yu walked back to the white hand, sat on the ground, and opened the cloth bag. Take out a chessboard drawn on paper, and then pour a bag of chess pieces onto the board.

"Boy, kill a game."

Bai Shou shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know how to play chess." ”

"Hmph, I'm sorry to look down on."

"I'm sorry, I'm really not going to do it."

Yu Lao Wei said: "No, you are not allowed to set up a stall here in the future, and if you go, you can set up a stall here in the future." ”

The white hand thought about it, picked up the chess pieces, and put them up with a clatter.

It's not a pendulum game, it's an endgame.

"Red wins first. Old man, you have broken this endgame, and come to play against me again. ”

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