Chapter Seventy-Five: The Man of the Western Regions
Originally, the reason why the slightly strong beggar didn't say it was because the little beggar was driven away by them, and they were afraid that Mei Yingxue would beat him again.
The result is that if you don't say it, you will be beaten this time, so it's better to say it from the beginning!
"I didn't see it, you're quite capable, and you dare to pick up my people......"
"Woman, I didn't know they were your people! Ouch ......"
Sure enough, Mei Yingxue began to "play music" on the slightly fat beggar again, but this time because her physical strength was a little weak, so the time was slightly shorter.
In the end, Mei Yingxue finally found a place where they lived according to the place that the slightly fat beggar said.
But she saw a small shack with wind on all sides, and the ground was covered with a shiny pile of grass, and the people were gone......
Mei Yingxue looked at the little beggars' "home", and felt that her tears were also very "eager to visit", so she had to quickly raise her head and let the tears flow back.
"Looks like I'm going to find a way to move with you. Otherwise, this place will live for me! Mei Yingxue, who was still holding her head high, was obviously smiling when she said this, but tears still ran out from both sides.
"They'll come back sooner or later anyway, I'll find a way to find a place to live first, and then I'll call them."
After a long time, Mei Yingxue, who finally restrained her tear ducts, looked at the sky that was already sprinkled with small stars, and said to herself.
Maybe I can bring them some food back, thinking about the excitement of the little ones when they saw the delicious food and danced with their hands, Mei Yingxue couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.
"Let's go to the street first!"
Mei Yingxue seemed to have found her goal in life, and walked the way she came from with full blood......
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Mei Yingxue slipped into the street again, looking at the pedestrians coming and going, what should I do?
Performers?
She wanted to, but she didn't have that stamina!
When his hair was about to go bald, a man dressed in the Western Regions met Mei Yingxue's eyes.
In front of him there were two cloth bags, one large and one small, the large cloth bag, which was as long as an ordinary sack, but much thinner than an ordinary sack.
A small cloth bag, half the size of an ordinary sack.
But it was full of things, and it was supposed to be sold on the street.
Because Li Zongrui likes to do business across borders, some bold people from the Western Regions often go to the Central Plains to do business, so it is not unusual to have one or two people from the Western Regions.
But this man from the Western Regions just looked back and forth at the passers-by, and didn't shout to make her very strange and curious, so Mei Yingxue walked over.
"What are you selling?" Mei Yingxue walked up to the man in the Western Regions, stretched out her hand, pointed to one of the small cloth bags and tried to ask in Chinese.
"Cumin, raisins."
"Cumin!" Mei Yingxue asked rhetorically with a surprised face, and reached out to open her pocket.
completely selectively blocked the latter sentence "raisins", but what she opened was the bag of raisins.
He glared at the man from the Western Regions with disdain: "As a native of Xinjiang, don't you know raisins?"
I was happy to be white, and I patted my little sticky hands in disappointment, ready to leave.
"Side...... Inside, side ...... The man from the Western Regions was a little anxious when he saw that Mei Yingxue was leaving, and pointed to the small cloth bag on the side and shouted.
Mei Yingxue: "?"
Seeing that Mei Yingxue didn't understand what he meant, she directly bent down and picked up the small cloth bag, stuffed it into her arms, and motioned Mei Yingxue to open it and take a look.