Seriously, Wang Ling doesn't like to rush to the market on weekdays, because the market always feels a little messy, and many of the things in the market can be bought in the store, which is nothing more than a little expensive.

However, Wang Ling's mother likes to go shopping, and there are many stalls selling vegetables, fruits, and various ingredients and supplies in the market, which gives her the conditions to shop around, and she will not miss every market.

Of course, there are many, many people who have the same idea as my mother, so every time the market is very prosperous, and the flow of people is relatively huge.

There is no way, Wang Ling is also idle now, so he simply went out with him, and he was supposed to help carry some food and run errands.

The street of the bazaar is very close to Wang Ling's house, and soon after going out, they have arrived at the bazaar, and the bustling noise and shouting sound of selling are almost non-stop, and at the same time, there is also a sense of chaos.

And my mother has long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and it is not surprising, so she naturally walked to a nearby stall selling yams, picked one, and asked about the price. However, after spending some time, I didn't buy a single yam, and obviously I had to continue to go to other stalls to compare goods and prices.

Wang Ling shrugged his shoulders, a little helpless, following his mother out to catch the market, it was indeed a big test of patience.

Continuing to walk forward, Wang Ling was looking around blankly, and when he followed his mother mechanically, an electric tricycle that was originally driving in the middle of the road in front of him suddenly stopped, and an old lady who was over seventy years old came down from the driver's seat, and walked to the roadside stall to buy fruit with an indifferent expression.

She was indifferent, but the electric tricycle was stuck in the middle of the road.

The road occupied by the market in the township is actually very wide, but the vendors on both sides of the road occupy a part of the road, and the bustling pedestrians also walk through the street separately, blocking such a tricycle in the middle, and the originally wide road is directly blocked.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Not long after, a "walking" black sedan not far away finally squeezed into this position with difficulty, but was completely blocked by the tricycle, motionless, impatiently honking the horn.

"Hey, hey, old lady, move your three wheels, get in the way!"

The sound of the horn also attracted the attention of the street manager, who hurried over, recognized whose tricycle it was, and directly found the old lady. But the old lady was too focused on picking fruits, and the sounds in the market were a little chaotic, and she was a little behind her ears, so the administrator really shouted for a while before she heard it, and was dazed for a moment, and then slowly and leisurely moved the electric tricycle, and reluctantly gave way to the car.

However, the sedan had just driven over here, and after driving more than ten meters with difficulty, it was blocked by a tricycle......

Wang Ling saw this scene the whole time, and he sighed helplessly. This kind of scene will appear every time there is a market, and it is not uncommon.

It's not so much a matter of quality, it's that the traffic awareness in the towns and villages is really poor. And most of these traffic blockages are some old people.

Young and middle-aged people are easy to say, many of them are walking, or riding electric cars, and they will park their transportation on the side of the road when they stop to buy groceries, but many elderly people don't care about this, just stop casually, get off the car and buy groceries. It's like giving way to pedestrians, but pedestrians collectively run red lights; Respecting the old and loving the young, the old man touching the porcelain and slandering the children knowing the law and breaking the law, these moving living histories have indeed had a great impact on the traffic of the market. Among the people who rushed to the market, these old people were the main force.

No way, many elderly people in the township have never left their own one-third of an acre of land, occasionally go to the city, but also go to the hospital with their children, and soon come back, where have they been constrained by traffic awareness and the like?

This situation is really difficult to manage, and every market is a large-scale silt site.

This road, by car, originally only took about two minutes to leave, but once you catch the market, you can leave in ten minutes to be lucky, there are often vehicles, a block is half an hour and an hour. Therefore, those experienced drivers, to catch the market, are basically far away, bypassing here, can save a lot of time.

Just now, this black car, looking like this, can drive out of the market in half an hour, that's fast......

Shaking his head, Wang Ling didn't think too much about it, and continued to follow his mother, watching her bargain and shop throughout the process.

"How much is a pound of these tomatoes?" After some time, my mother squatted at a vegetable vendor's stall again, picked up a round tomato and asked.

The stall owner hurriedly replied: "Three yuan and nine pounds!" Sister, the price of vegetables has risen a lot this year, my house is definitely the cheapest, you look at this tomato, one by one, a lot of good! Take a bite of sweet and sour, but it's delicious! ”

The stall owner is also a princess who sells melons and boasts of herself, blowing her tomatoes into the sky. But my mother was used to seeing this kind of rhetoric, so she didn't buy it at all, and after putting it down, she shook her head and said, "So expensive? The three pieces of seventy-one pounds I saw just now are not worse than yours here! ”

The stall owner was not happy: "Sister, don't be kidding, this is definitely the cheapest in my house!" ”

"Still can't do it......" Mom didn't want to talk any more, and continued to shop around, and the whole stall owner was a little speechless.

But Wang Ling scratched his head a little, and didn't continue to follow after leaving his mother's place, but directly in this stall, he selected a batch of round tomatoes and loaded them directly, and did not bargain, but directly checked out.

It's a few cents cheaper, to be honest, and I haven't been able to save much, but like my mother, I like to bargain for goods, and it seems that there is a special fun. But Wang Ling didn't like it, anyway, he didn't lack the money, so he bought it directly, saving trouble.

After settling the account, Wang Ling went to chase his mother with a plastic bag, walked a few steps, and was stunned when he saw his mother. My mother was now picking vegetables in front of another stall, and behind her, there was a young man, who had a sneaky feeling.

Wang Ling sneaked closer, and after standing at a certain angle, he realized that this young man was a thief, and now he was secretly taking away the wallet that his mother was carrying!

Seeing this, Wang Ling was furious and wanted to catch him red-handed, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly stopped again.

Is this going to let this thief go? No, quite the opposite!

With a plan in mind, Wang Ling snorted coldly, quickly withdrew from this place, hid behind a rock, and called Xiao Hei out from the transfer station of the different dimensional system.

"Wow!"

Appearing in the real world, Xiao Hei seems to be quite happy.

But Wang Ling didn't have time to play with it, the thief had succeeded, and now he had shifted his target and was stealing another old lady's wallet......