Knowing that it would be said, Yi Ran stuck out his tongue: "I inquired about many people to know about this place, so it was a little delayed." "

Wu Yue didn't say much, he had a headache about Yi Ran's like to go out at night, but he couldn't control it, and he couldn't bear to say anything serious, so he rubbed his eyebrows and said: "Aunt Wu Mei brought us a lot of green vegetables from the countryside, and I will give you hot pot tomorrow, you pay attention to safety and come back early, it's already late." ”

Yi Ran nodded yes, his mind crossed his father's face, and his heart couldn't help but tighten slightly.

"Dad's phone still can't get through?"

Wu Yue was silent for a moment, the pen in his hand paused, and the meaning of this silent expression Yi Ran naturally understood: "Okay, brother, I know." "

"Yes, Dad should be very busy, you..."

Yi Ran knew this very well, and the moment she saw Zhuge Sun, she knew how secret everything her father had done, and his news would never be revealed until she had to.

Those people are the best at controlling their families, and my father did this to protect them, so he didn't hear from them for so long.

Jiang's is also safe to some extent.

"Don't worry, brother, I just mentioned it out of a sudden thought, I'm going to go shopping, and I'll be back soon if it's okay."

Although Wu Yue wanted to ask what the problem was, Yi Ran had already hung up the phone, and couldn't help laughing, thinking that Wu Yue would definitely call if he was not at ease, he turned the vibration into a ringtone at the moment.

The evening wind was slightly cool, Yi Ran walked on both sides of the street, saying that her family relationship was really thin, and Yi Xue was like an orphan, and Wu Yan had Wu Yue as a companion, but these two really deserved to be a family, and it was handy to be the shopkeeper.

Yi Ran tugged at the corners of her mouth, kicked her phone into her pocket, and got off the bus with the crowd at the station, the black mask could cover most of her face.

The thrift market at the south gate is extremely famous in Yuncheng, everyone knows that most of the things here are not ordinary, this every day someone makes a comeback, someone pushes the wall down, and generally some desperate people sell some strange things here to make a living.

Yi Ran looked left and right, and the petite figure looked particularly childish among the people who were dressed formally or idle, but fortunately, there were many children in this place, and they were not eye-catching.

There was no shouting, no disputes, and every stall owner's face was a kind of mourning that was integrated into the bones and blood, and the clothes were extremely simple, but the objects sold were particularly solemnly placed in good condition. Maybe you will smile after the transaction, but there is no focus in your eyes, or you may receive a large amount of money, but you can't be happy at all.

No one who comes here will mind anything, because everyone knows that these items that are about to be traded may be the other party's self-esteem, the hope of maintaining life, and his life.

I want to sell my life, but my heart is full of reluctance.

With such a tangled mentality, no one can laugh.

Calligraphy and painting, jadeite, precious stones.

Yiran didn't know about antiques, but she could see that several things would appear at future auctions along the way.

This is not amazing for her, maybe it carries too many memories and love, Yiran took a deep breath, felt depressed for some reason, unconsciously corrected her attitude, and gave full respect to every look.

It's just that there is inevitably friction between people coming and going, and after a while, someone collides and accidentally touches the person behind him, this time it's a good guy, and for a while, 'it's not fucking long...' 'Who the hell do you say?' 'One after another.

Yi Ran's figure turned around, changed his direction away from the scolding position, and changed to a slightly bleak street.

The pace, strength, spacing, and even the standing position passing by are all postures of complete self-preservation and fighting, obviously she can squeeze her aside in the next second, but she can stay out of the situation very well.

Naturally, not deliberately, but an unconscious habit that penetrates the soul.

It's fleeting.

It's obviously weird to die, but it doesn't give people a sense of abruptness.

Interesting...

"Little girl..."

Yi Ran paused, turned his head to look at a middle-aged man leaning against the wooden door, there was nothing in front of him, his hair was messy, and his face was full of dirt, but because of the experience and indifference precipitated in his eyes, no one dared to throw a copper plate in front of him.

"Uncle, you called me?"

The girl's voice was delicate and soft, and the man's eyes crossed a bottomless tenderness, and then nodded: "What do you want?" "

As soon as these words fell, several stall owners around them all looked at Yiran in unison, and then they each withdrew their gaze.

Yi Ran didn't look around, just approached and squatted down to look at each other, and said slowly: "I want a scalpel with exquisite workmanship." "

"It's dangerous, you don't need it."

He who brings evil in himself is not fit to be stained with blood, and he will suffer calamity in vain.

Yi Ran blinked: "I am...", but the man stretched out a finger to stop the conversation, and saw that the other party took out something from his pocket, wrapped in a silk scarf, the pattern of the silk scarf is a luxury brand, she remembered that Yan Jia had this bag. After opening, it is a very delicate rosewood hairpin, the style is simple and generous, but the hairpin itself is engraved with extremely complicated words, hidden under the hairpin, but looming in the dark night.

With just one glance, Yi Ran's heart moved.

"My daughter's hair is very long, and it is very well maintained, like silk, and she doesn't like those things that tie her hair, and since she became an adult, I will make her a lot of hairpins."

"Uncle made it himself."

The man sighed.

"Delicate and generous, uncle, are you willing to part with love? I love this hairpin. "

The man raised his eyebrows, then pulled over the dirty satchel on the side, and took out a scalpel from it, no, although the length is short, it is really a dagger, which almost completely meets the requirements of Yi Ran's heart: "I thought you would want it." The words raised his eyebrows: "Choose only one." "

Yi Ran pursed her lips, her eyes crossed over the hairpin, the man had already reached out, and the bayonet that glowed with cold light in the dark night was small and like a work of art, but it really couldn't be underestimated.

Yi Ran's eyes lit up, "The sword in the hairpin..."

"But it's not only that, it has two forms, one is the one you see, and the other is the position of the end of the joint, which is a lock-picking artifact, of course, the premise is that you can use it."

It's a powerful weapon for home travel!

Yi Ran's heart was beating like thunder, everyone who has experienced this kind of life-saving thing knows how important it is, as if someone sent a pillow when he was sleepy. There is a very strong voice in her heart for her to have, after all, good things are hard to come by, but that scalpel is also the most suitable birthday gift she has encountered...

Taking a deep breath, Yi Ran spoke up for a long time: "I... I want that dagger. "

Yan Jia is a very important friend, and she is even more glad to have met her.

The man's expression was slightly constricted: "Are you sure?" "

"Sure."

"No regrets?"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's going to be a pity, it's going to be remembered, but it's not regretting."

Only at this moment, the essence of those eyes was completely displayed in the eyes of the man, he was stunned, and laughed for a long time, "The temperament is sprinkled." ”

"So what?"

People want to get more than they can get in life, do they have to worry about everything?

"Two thousand yuan, all for you, should be a good fate."

Two thousand yuan is not low for the current situation, a slightly better job is worth two thousand a month, you can buy a gold, and you can buy these two things more ruined.