After Sun Xiaohong came back, she saw that her father had left with the carriage, so she began to load vegetables on the tricycle, and after everything was ready to stop, she bent down and grabbed the handlebar, pushed the tricycle and staggered out of the courtyard.

The noisy bazaar is crowded with thousands of people, and it is already overcrowded. Through the crowded gaps, the stalls lined up one after another, in addition to all kinds of vegetables, fruits and dried fresh, are also full of miscellaneous cheap department stores, these goods with the taste of the mountains, passing through the street, like a gust of wind in Ulala, instantly drowned in the wave of noise covering the waves.

The sun was hot, and when it was sprinkled on the head, it seemed to be on fire, and it was so suffocating that people couldn't breathe. After Sun Xiaohong hurried to the market, she twisted the handlebars of the tricycle in her hand, turned around and parked at a place where she had fallen. In the midst of these noisy bargaining voices, she straightened up in embarrassment, wiped the sweat beads on her cheeks with her hands, and helplessly glanced at the stalls that were compatible with the street vendors, and couldn't even squeeze into a gap, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

She poked her head anxiously and craned her heels to look into the distance, and this spectacular street, like a long snake formation that did not care about its tail, zigzagged in the flow of people to attract hot business.

Just now, when she came out of the house, she was still anxiously pushing the tricycle all the way, but she hurried slowly, and when she arrived at the market sweating profusely, she was still a step late. At this time, the crowd of black pressure has filled every corner of this place one by one, she originally wanted to find a stall, but she looked around, but even a place to put her feet was occupied by the competitive hawkers.

Under all circumstances, she had to stand there, looking left and right from the gap in the crowd, and then took a few steps back, her eyes searched anxiously around the periphery of the crowd for a long time, and finally picked up a place that was not very conspicuous, although it was a little down, but it was still possible to make do with a simple stall by visual inspection, and she could be regarded as finding a place for herself to buy groceries.

She pushed the tricycle over and supported it, took out a thick white plastic sheet from the cart, laid it out into a stall, and then put the eggplant, cucumber, tomatoes, and shallots in the body on the stall in an orderly manner. When everything was laid out, the scales were placed on top of it, and a stack of handy bags were neatly pressed under the scales, and then the tricycle was propped aside, and the pony was put on the ground, and it was ready.

When everything was set up, she gasped softly, and then sat quietly on the horse, facing the noisy street, and sold her vegetables in a decent manner.

In the crowd, a middle-aged woman walked towards her with a smile. Sun Xiaohong was determined that she wanted to buy her own vegetables, so she immediately pulled a bag of ingredients and stood up, seeing that she was about to open the scale to sell vegetables, and a fishy and smelly smell slowly wafted from the air.

Sun Xiaohong frowned, quickly covered her mouth and nose, and turned her head to see that a blue low-speed truck drove in front of her like a worm. When she turned around, she saw that the middle-aged woman who was shopping for vegetables had already disappeared into the crowd.

She resented the cattle truck and disrupted her business for no reason. As for herself, she got up early in the morning and rushed to a late meeting, and she vaguely felt that she didn't know which evil wind she had collided with today, not only did she feel unlucky, but everything was not going well.

And the wagon, which was carrying the cattle, as if it had been directed against her, drove uninterestingly in front of her, and blocked her stall so tightly that it seemed that she could not leave at once.

Sun Xiaohong stared at the disgusting car body angrily, blocking her business like a high wall, and she could only pierce her two hands, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. She felt a pang of disgust in her heart, and immediately pulled down her pretty face as coldly as a door curtain.

She kept complaining in her heart: "Who are these people!" How can they be as domineering as bandits! It's unbelievable. But hypocrisy is hypocrisy, the truck just refuses to move forward, and she can't do anything to others, and the driver of the truck doesn't take a little girl in his eyes at all. Sun Xiaohong can only be in a hurry, no matter how angry she is, there is nothing she can do.

The driver of the truck seemed to be in a more anxious way than her. I only heard a "bang", and suddenly there was a sudden brake, and the rear wheels of the truck arched forward, and actually pressed the plastic sheet on the stall, and stopped steadily, fortunately, it did not press the eggplant on the stall, otherwise, she would be even more unlucky today.

Sun Xiaohong hurriedly stood up, she looked at the vegetables on the stall, and then looked at the driver in the car, she couldn't afford to provoke these tough car bandits and road rage, so she could only shake her head helplessly, glanced at them a few times with disdain, and sat down disdainfully.

The driver was a strong man with a big waist and a round waist, his upper body was bare, and his body was covered with purple fat. Inadvertently, Sun Xiaohong looked up again and saw a scar on the face of this ruffian man, and she was shocked. She didn't need to ask about the origin, she knew that this person was not easy to mess with when she looked at her face, but the wheel of the truck did not move, and she could only swallow her head and wait.

In the co-driver of the truck, there was also a young man in his twenties, although he was not very old, he also had a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and a look of no one in his eyes.

The driver honked his horn vigorously a few times, and saw that the pedestrians on the road did not hear it. He wanted to force his way through, but there were so many pedestrians in the market that he had to raise his hand and take off the sunglasses in his eye sockets, stick his head out of the window, and yell viciously at the street: "Hey! Feed! Can the people in front of you get out of the way! Your home avenue, swaying back and forth, the truck doesn't have long eyes, be careful to hit it! As soon as the voice came out, it was quickly drowned out by wave after wave of noise.

Helplessly, the strong man shouted for a long time, and when he saw that no one cared about him, he retracted his head again. There are more and more people in the bazaar, and the trucks are simply difficult to move by. The person in the passenger seat waved his hand at him, meaning to tell him to stop talking and not to disturb today's wealth. He had no choice but to hold the steering wheel with both hands, sit in the cab with a grunt, and curse loudly at the crowded street.

The truck was restlessly parked in the middle of the road, but the pedestrians on the road still refused to give way, and the driver's anger hit the door of the head again. He pushed the car door in an arrogant manner, scolded and squeaked a few unpleasant swear words, and then sat back in his seat, honking the horn uncontrollably.

When the people heard the horn of the people, they turned back and saw that it was the cart that slaughtered the cattle that had come, and they all flashed a way out of the way, and the wagon was able to pass slowly through the market. The truck was caught in the crowd and moved slowly forward, like a vicious overlord, majestically passing through the street.