"Steamed buns, freshly baked hot steamed buns~" The little brother who sold steamed buns nodded and beckoned passers-by.

"Come and see, Wowotou~" The old woman shouted loudly in a slightly old voice, but she couldn't pull a guest, so she couldn't help but sigh and said: "Alas~ Where did the old man's medical expenses come from?" ”

"Pie pie, come and try it, it's not delicious, don't want money~" The little girl with two braids was selling sweetly, that playful and clever appearance, she must have grown up to be a beauty embryo.

"Come on~ It's fragrant and sweet, it's a big steamed bun~" The woman who is over thirty years old but still has the charm is selling.

"Flowers, bring me a pie." The little boy clutched a penny tightly in his hand, his face was red, his head was lowered, and he did not dare to look directly at the little girl in front of the stall.

"Oops~ I said dog, you've been eating pies for a month, right? Do you want to try my steamed buns and relieve your greasy! The woman named Hua Niang covered the corners of her mouth lightly and smiled playfully! After hearing this, the little boy who called the dog Dan'er lowered his head!

"Oops~ Hua Niang, Dan'er's face is thin, don't be kidding!" The old woman who sold the head of the nest spoke.

"Hahaha." Hua Niang smiled even more happily and said, "Yes, yes, yes." Wang Ma, listen to you! ”

"Hua Niang~ You still say dogs, you? I've been widowed for so many years, and I haven't met a suitable one? It's not easy for a woman's family to resist! The old woman named Wang Ma asked with concern.

Hearing this, Hua Niang's face turned red, and she glanced at the little brother who sold steamed buns out of the corner of her eye.

The little brother hurriedly came out to relieve the siege, and changed the topic: "Oh, Mom Wang, how is Uncle Wang's body?" The weather is warmer, is it better? ”

As soon as she heard others mention her old man, Wang Ma sighed heavily and said, "Oh, a handful of old bones, it should fall apart!" ”

Hua Niang hurriedly comforted: "Mother Wang, don't keep saying some frustrating words. Your second old man is as blessed as the long flowing water of the East China Sea, it's really not good, Uncle Wang's medical expenses, our big guy will greet you a little! ”

"How can that work! There are many places where you need to spend money on a woman's house. Alas~ Let's set up a stall first, I can earn a little more! ”

"Okay, let's set up a stall first! Steamed buns~Come on~" Hua Niang began to sell!

"Here, dog, your pie." Hua'er handed the pie to Goudan'er, then looked left and right, and secretly attached it to Goudan'er's ear and said, "I specially added more meat to you!" ”

The dog's face is even redder, like a red cherry in spring!

The little beggar on the side looked at the pie in Goudan'er's hand and swallowed.

Goudan'er looked at the pie in his hand, then at the little beggar who was unkempt and dirty, hesitated, and handed the pie in his hand to the little beggar.

The little beggar didn't dare to take it at first, staring at the pie with big clear watery eyes, and a tentative look as if asking: Do you really want to give it to me? Can I really eat it?

Seeing that the little beggar didn't react, Goudan'er stuffed the pie into her hand again.

The little beggar was flattered to take it, and stuffed it into his mouth, gulping as if he was eating a rare delicacy in this world!

The cries of the street vendors one after another, like the bait of meat, caught the gluttonous worms in Hongcong's stomach. This scene may be warm, cold, happy, or sad, but with fireworks and companionship, it will not be too difficult!

"Little Feather Feather~"

"What are you doing?!"

"People are hungry!"

"Bear with it!"

"No~No~"

"I said, how much have you eaten today?"

"People ate a bowl of noodles, two bowls of porridge, three pies, and four buns......"

"You're embarrassed to say it! We are going out to do business, not for you to come out to eat, drink and have fun! ”

Hearing that Hong Cong didn't agree, Feng Xiuyu turned around, Hong Cong disappeared, sighed, looked left and right, and saw our Hong Cong, salivating in front of the vendors selling sugar gourds......