Seeing the amazed looks of Zhan Li and Du Xiaomeng, the shopkeeper couldn't help but say triumphantly: "This kaleidoscope is the only one I can buy in the whole capital." It took me a lot of time to design, and it took me a lot of time to make this crystal mirror alone, and it took a few days to polish it, and the materials and workmanship are absolutely first-class! ”

Zhan Di's little face was red with excitement, she couldn't put it down and touched the kaleidoscope, and said, "I bought this kaleidoscope!" Boss, is there anything else interesting? ”

The shopkeeper nodded again and again and said, "Of course!" ”

He took out the contents of the box one by one, Du Xiaomeng leaned over to take a look, and all he saw were some things that are commonplace now, or even have long been eliminated. For example: movable puzzle boards, small windmills made of different colors of paper, rag dolls with eyes, ears, nose and nose drawn......

These things are groceries that don't have any attraction or characteristics for Du Xiaomeng, but for Zhan Li and Liu Lu, this is a rare novelty!

I saw that the two of them were very excited to gather around the shopkeeper, picking up the same goods with bright eyes, tirelessly studying them one by one, and constantly competing to ask the shopkeeper all kinds of questions.

Accompanying two children to watch children's toys here is really a boring and boring thing.

Looking at the appearance of the two of them, they will at least have to spend most of the day in this store before they are willing to leave. Du Xiaomeng, who was bored, watched for a while, and said to Zhan Li impatiently: "Xiaoxiao, Xiaoliu, you take your time here, I'll go outside for a while and come back." ”

The two of them, who were busy fiddling with the novelty in their hands, didn't think much about it, and without raising their heads, they said, "Okay." ”

Du Xiaomeng walked out of the strange house, stood in front of the store and looked at the crowd coming and going on the street, and decided to take a walk on this street to find out if there was a pawnshop or something like that in the neighborhood.

She looked at her surroundings and remembered the approximate location of the Strange Residence, then pulled off the veil from her face and stuffed it into her arms, and turned to walk into the bustling crowd. Without a veil to cover her face, there were fewer curious glances cast on her, but more lustful eyes swept over her face. However, the glittering and shrinking lust-obsessed gaze of men in ancient times is nothing compared to the blatant gaze of men like hungry wolves now.

Du Xiaomeng, who has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze in modern times, was not affected in the slightest, and walked leisurely.

The bustling street in the capital, which is full of shops, after the leper woman and the leper patient went away, it didn't take long to return to normal.

In a very conspicuous location on this bustling street, there is a stall of a dough man.

Next to the stall, there is a small, pink, fleshy cute little girl standing there watching the old man kneading the dough. The little girl was about five or six years old, with two mischievous buns tied with red headbands on her head, a goose-yellow homespun blouse, a green flower skirt, and a pair of unembroidered green cloth shoes on her feet.

She is dressed like an ordinary girl, but if you look at her carefully, you can find that she seems to have a kind of luxury that ordinary children do not have.

The old man's big rough hands held a small ball of dough, kneading here and pulling there with dexterity and swiftness. Under his pinching, a small human figure came out. He then dipped a thin brush in multicolored paint, skillfully painted the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and clothing on the dough man, and in a few moments, a lifelike little dough man appeared in front of him.

The painted dough figures are all lined up with a small bamboo skewer and placed on a wooden shelf.

The little girl blinked with round eyes, held her breath and looked at the rows of dough figures on the wooden shelves, reluctant to look away for half a minute.

The old man shook the villain in his hand, and then pointed to the villains with different shapes and costumes on the wooden frame, and said with a smile: "Little girl, if you like it, buy one and go home to play!" ”

The little girl touched her body, turned her head with a bitter face, and looked behind her with pitiful eyes.

A few steps behind her, a black solid crop tower with a long blue-gray cloth bag on its back and five large and three thick crops towered there. His face, which was as stiff and serious as black iron, immediately softened at the sight of the pitiful gaze cast by the little girl. He reluctantly squeezed out a smile, made a helpless expression to the little girl, and then turned his gaze to the calligraphy and painting stall a few meters away.

Dislike! Dislike! I knew that I wouldn't play any stupid games that don't bring money with me, and only go shopping and don't buy anything!

The little girl who felt that she had fallen for someone and had been deceived by someone pouted her ruddy little mouth, pulled the corners of her clothes vigorously with a pair of chubby little hands, and then followed the eyes of the big man to look at the calligraphy and painting stall, and glared indignantly at the man who was facing away from her and standing in front of the calligraphy and painting stall watching others draw.

The old man picked up the dough villain in the three shapes of Xiucai, Miss and Little Girl on the wooden shelf, held it up to the little girl, and said, "Little girl, count you cheaper, and sell three for you for two pennies, okay?" ”

The little girl stared at the three dough figures with wide eyes. I want it so much! However, she has no money on her, and if she asks for money, she will lose. She glanced at the back of the man in front of the calligraphy and painting stall, and the man seemed to be fascinated by other people's paintings, and never looked at her.

The little girl bit her lip and tugged at the edge of her sleeve with a pair of small hands, trying to control herself from reaching for the dough figures.

She can't afford to lose!

After a strong inner struggle, the little girl reluctantly moved her gaze from the dough figure to the ground. She lowered her head and whispered, "I...... I don't have any money. ”

The old man just saw the little girl turn her head to look at the big man behind her. He shook the dough figure in his hand, looked at the big man, and said, "Let your father buy it for you." ”

The little girl pouted unhappily, "He won't buy it for me." ”

The old man continued to tempt without giving up: "If your father doesn't buy it, let your mother buy it." ”

The little girl's expression darkened. She looked at her toes, pulled the corners of her clothes, and said sullenly, "I don't have a mother." ”

Her words stopped a person not far away. That person is Du Xiaomeng, who strolled here.

After Du Xiaomeng came out of the strange house, she walked along the street, and walked all the way, but she didn't see anything particularly attractive, until she walked to the small stall of the dough man, she was attracted by those colorful villains, and deliberately slowed down her pace and took a few more looks.

Just when she looked at those little dough people, she heard the phrase "I don't have a mother". This quiet sentence pierced her heart like a thin needle, causing her to be stunned involuntarily and stop.