"Who made you talk nonsense! My mouth stinks like I have eaten! Zhang Cuihua rolled her eyes at Li Ming'e, and her speech was still unpolite.

Yu Sheng's eyes were slightly cold, he picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it directly at the corner of Zhang Cuihua's mouth, "You'd better be polite to me when you speak!" ”

Li Ming'e is helping her speak, she naturally can't let Zhang Cuihua offend people so much.

Zhang Cuihua covered her mouth in pain and glared at Yu Sheng hatefully, "You damn cheap girl, it's the other way around!" ”

"If you scold again, I'll knock out your teeth," Yu Sheng looked at her expressionlessly, his voice was cold, "Also, you keep saying that French fries are something that can eat the dead, but you have to help the French fries stall diagonally opposite to ask for compensation, don't you think it's too double-standard?" ”

When the words fell, the crowd watching the show seemed to suddenly understand something.

"I think these two are the owners of that stall of fries, right?"

"I guess so, otherwise the fries would be so excited if they were poured!"

"That's a ghost of a peer, this is too disgusting, isn't it?"

"Making money is making money, and slandering peers is too tasteless!"

“……”

Listening to the reprimands of the people around them, Zhang Cuihua and Wang Chunxia were a little at a loss.

None of them admitted that they were stall owners, how could these people have guessed?

Facing Yu Sheng's delicate and delicate face, hatred suddenly surged in his heart.

It must be this who misled them into thinking that!

Damn cheap girl, what a cheap bone, why are you so cheap!

I'm going to curse you to meet a wild man when you go out, and you'll be slept until you are in tatters, and you'll not live this year, and you'll be cursed......

Zhang Cuihua cursed Yu Sheng viciously in her heart.

Wang Chunxia was so anxious that she was dizzy, and scolded: "Dead girl is talking nonsense, don't listen to her nonsense, we are kind-hearted to help the french fries stall owner!" ”

"Come on, I see you selling fries." Li Ming'e looked at the two of them, her eyebrows were full of disgust.

Why did this little girl get entangled by these two shrews?

"Bah, you don't fart!" Wang Chunxia spat and spit, so angry that she almost lost her mind, rolled up her sleeves and went to grab Yu Shulan's foam box.

"If you don't lose money, then I'll help the french fry stall owner smash it back!" She yelled angrily.

Zhang Cuihua also felt that he was going to smash their stall to relieve his anger, so he immediately rushed up to help, "Smash this black-hearted stall, sell poisonous fries, do evil!" ”

"You're not allowed to touch my fries!" Yu Shulan was startled, and hurriedly blocked the foam box behind her, "My fries are healthy and harmless, so they are not as toxic as you say!" ”

Yu Sheng was worried that Yu Shulan would be accidentally injured by the two strange people, so he stepped forward and pulled her away, "Auntie, let them smash if they want to, as long as they can afford the consequences." ”

"But......" Yu Shulan wrinkled her eyebrows, worried that her future business would be ruined by Zhang Cuihua and Wang Chunxia.

Finally, there is a way to make money!

"Auntie, it's okay, our fries will be sold tomorrow." Seeing Yu Shulan's worry, Yu Sheng comforted herself.

"What could be the consequences?" Zhang Cuihua didn't take her words seriously at all, and said with a black face, "The old lady will smash it today!" ”

Anyway, it's this cheap girl who makes the first move!

Yu Sheng hooked his lips and sneered, and walked to Li Ming'e's side, "Auntie, can I trouble you?" ”

"What's the matter, girl, you said," Li Ming'e looked at Yu Sheng, a gentle smile appeared on her face, "Auntie will definitely help." ”

Yu Sheng still didn't understand her words, but he could understand the general meaning and whispered in her ear.

Li Ming'e listened to Yu Sheng's words, nodded and left.

……

Tongcheng.

Jiang Ciye pushed his wheelchair and walked on the bustling street.

He frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice, "Grandma, what do you want to buy?" ”

Sitting in a wheelchair, the gray-haired old lady Jiang smiled and said, "Come out and pull some cloth, make a few new clothes for Xiaoyu, and they will have a performance in kindergarten in two days." ”

Hearing the word clothes, Jiang Ciye's mind instantly flashed a certain delicate little face, bright eyes, and cute dimples......

Well, let's pull a few pieces of cloth for his little girl.

There are several shops along the street that specialize in selling cloth, all of which have been open for several years, and Mrs. Jiang is very familiar with them, pointing to a shop and asking Jiang Ciye to push her in.

The shopkeeper greeted him warmly, "The old sister is here, and she is in good spirits today!" This is Aye, I haven't seen him for a long time, and he's tall again! ”

"It's okay lately, Ono hasn't gone out with me as an old woman for a long time......" After some greetings, Mrs. Jiang put on reading glasses and picked up a cloth for her little granddaughter.

Jiang Ciye narrowed his dark eyes slightly and swept around the hanging cloth.

"Boss, cut me a few meters of this pink plaid cloth, cut me a little bit of this aqua blue one, and that big red ......"

He asked for several kinds of cloth in a row, imagining that the little girl was wearing a finished skirt, standing in front of him prettyly, and calling him Little Brother Jiang.

Old Mrs. Jiang helped her glasses legs to look over, frowned, and said, "Xiao Ye, these ones you picked are not suitable for Xiaoyu, she is only five years old......"

"Grandma, it's not for Xiaoyu," Jiang Ciye interrupted Mrs. Jiang's words, the corners of her lips curled imperceptibly, "It's for the little girl." ”

"What?" Old Lady Jiang opened her slightly sunken eyes, and her tone was surprised, "Ono, are you talking to someone?" ”

Jiang Ciye raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not answer her question, but said: "When the time comes, grandma, you take the cloth together to make clothes, and I will tell you her size." ”