"What are you doing?" The woman took the vegetables out of the drawer, but found the little boy lying on the drawer and looking inside.

"I'm looking inside...... the little boy looked excited, "Mommy, is this vegetable grown from this box?" ”

"How is that possible?" The woman's face was helpless.

"Then why are there so many fresh vegetables in it?" The little boy didn't believe it.

"That's because there were uncles who washed these vegetables and put them in." The woman said.

"Really?" The little boy didn't believe it, but he desperately looked into the drawer, and was almost about to get in.

The woman saw that there were already people lining up behind her, and hurriedly hugged the little boy and said, "Okay, okay, let's go home, and we will come back tomorrow to buy ......."

"No, I'm going to see ......" the little boy thought the drawer was particularly magical.

"Let's go." The woman was helpless, and gave the little boy a tomato in her hand, and the little boy took a bite of it, and suddenly his eyes widened: "It's delicious!" ”

"Really?"

"Well, it's delicious!"

The woman also took a bite, and her eyes narrowed.

The two of them held a large pile of vegetables and nibbled on tomatoes, and gradually drifted apart.

But less than twenty minutes later, the little boy ran back and crouched next to the vending machine, staring wide-eyed.

This vegetable is really delicious, and it is actually more nutritious than fruit.

Moreover, the price of these vegetables is still cheaper than fried rice fruit, and within the affordability of more people, soon there will be a long queue in front of the vending machine, I am afraid that there are not hundreds of people.

Even with three sales windows, it's a bit overwhelming.

And more people are also a little anxious when they are queuing, they are worried that the vegetables they are selling will suddenly be gone.

After all, such a container can't actually hold many vegetables, and many people come with large shopping bags and want to buy them, for fear that they won't be able to eat them later.

However, all the buttons of the vending machine were lit up, and the word "sold out" did not appear.

The hundreds of people in the queue have finished buying, and hundreds of people have come, and none of the vegetables have been sold out.

And the little boy, no longer squatting next to the drawer, lay on the back of the container, with his head on the container, as if listening to something.

"Oh, I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here!" His mother came.

"Shhhh The little boy cocked up his finger and asked his mother to speak.

"What?" The woman's eyes widened.

"Really, there's someone talking in there."

The woman leaned in.

There was a sound inside, as if it was some kind of unintelligible language, as if someone was muttering.

And, it seems, not alone.

The woman listened for a while, and suddenly slapped the little boy on the head: "Hey! Where is the sound inside, this is clearly the sound of your hungry cooing! Hurry up and come home with me, or I'll be hungry, and I don't care!" ”

As he spoke, no matter how much the little boy struggled, he dragged the little boy away.

Less than half an hour later, the little boy returned, and he walked around the container, knocking here and listening there, very curious.

The people in line next to him all looked at him curiously.

Time passed quickly, the sun was gradually turning west, and it was almost evening.

Since the beginning of the morning, thousands of people have come to buy vegetables, and some of them have come with trailers and bought a lot of them back.

But this vending machine is still selling vegetables, and none of the buttons have become empty.

When the woman came again to call the little boy for dinner, she was also surprised.

"Really? Don't you see any uncles, just those white bear uncles who open the door and put the vegetables inside? ”

"No, really not!" The little boy said seriously.

"That's weird...... the woman couldn't help but circle around the vending machine.

How can such a big machine have so many vegetables!

"It must have been when you went back to eat, and Uncle White Bear came to load the vegetables." In the end, she came to this conclusion.

However, no matter how strange the vending machine was, it was not as important as dinner, and she still dragged her son away.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the little boy appeared in front of the vending machine again wrapped in a blanket.

In the current Dongdu City, because of the lack of power supply, there are no street lights, only the light is still shining in the window of the farm orchard just now.

Because there are no street lights and almost no one comes out at night, this city that never sleeps is really plunged into darkness.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the last person who came to buy vegetables had already left with a large pile of vegetables contentedly, and the 48 grids were still lit.

The little boy walked up to the monitor, stood on tiptoe, and pressed it on the screen.

The sound of dripping and dripping is non-stop.

“%@@#！ @#￥@！ An incomprehensible voice came from inside.

The little boy looked left and right, still pressing tirelessly.

Just then, the drawer opened, and there were a few tomatoes inside.

The little boy poked his head into the drawer, and then cried out: "Ha, uncle, hello! ”

On the other side of the drawer, a bewildered face suddenly retracted.

The little boy excitedly held the tomato and exclaimed happily, "Thank you, uncle, for sending me the tomatoes!" Thank you uncle! ”

He happily took a few bites of the tomato when he heard a click.

The drawer locked itself, and a cover covered the screen.

This uncle is a little shy......

The little boy thought for a moment, turned around and ran: "Mommy, Mommy! There's an uncle living in the vending machine! ”

Night was falling, and at about nine o'clock in the evening, a group of angry fellows ran to the vending machine, brandishing sticks and smashing and beating for a long time, and not even a single pothole could be left on it.

They also set a fire, but the flame burned for a long time and failed to burn anything.

In a fit of rage, they sprayed a lot of red paint on the vending machine, but a gust of wind blew and the paint peeled off......

The angry populists reluctantly left.

After another hour or so, at about ten o'clock in the evening, a thick fog suddenly enveloped the vending machine.

I faintly heard the "click" of the switch, and two minutes later, the fog disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

……

Early the next morning, the mother and son went out.

"By the way, let's go to the ATM to get some cash, to buy some daily necessities, it seems that there are still many places where you can't use your card." The woman took the little boy to an ATM and withdrew money.

After withdrawing the money, the little boy bowed abruptly to the ATM: "Thank you, uncle!" ”

"What are you doing?"

"Say thank you to my uncle who lives in the ATM!" The little boy said. ()

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