On Mingshui Street, Wang Laowu watermelon stall.

The old drunkard Da Lang was lying leisurely under the gazebo in front of the watermelon stall, his fingers skillfully poking into his mouth and picking between his teeth.

Nearby, watermelon rinds were scattered everywhere without public morality, attracting a wave of flies and began to enjoy them unscrupulously.

The old scalper was also on all fours, with red watermelon juice remaining on his mouth, and his face was also unfinished.

"Cuihua, how about it, old man, I didn't lie to you, right?"

"Well, it's ok"

Cuihua said that it was okay, but her tongue was around her mouth to clean up the remaining watermelon juice, but her heart was already happy.

Pedestrians come and go on the streets, looking at the old drunkard who behaves strangely.

"I'm afraid this old man doesn't have a mental problem, so he speaks to the scalper."

"In my opinion, this person must have drunk too much and had hallucinations in his head."

"What my brother said is extreme, let's stay away from him."

……

The old drunkard only smiled when he heard the discussion, and didn't pay much attention to it, but Cuihua rolled his eyes widely, and the four hooves changed directions, and lay down on his side, out of sight and out of mind.

Boss Wang of the watermelon shop covered his nose with disgust, looking like he was avoiding the plague.

Since the old drunkard entered the store, there have been half fewer customers in the store, and if the old drunkard hadn't paid, he would have wanted to blow him out.

Speaking of our Lin Banxian.

Lin Banxian chose to close the door early because he had not entered the rice recently, and under the double blow of his mental collapse.

"Goo-goo-goo"

The hungry and flattened stomach protested dissatisfiedly.

Lin Jie looked at the three copper coins he had just received in his hand and began to think about today's food.

A big chicken leg with two copper coins, and a bowl of Yangchun noodles, just right.

No, on this hot day, I might as well buy a big watermelon to quench my thirst.

But a big watermelon costs a penny, so after calculation, these three copper coins seem to have become chicken ribs.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Lin Jie finally decided to have lunch today.

The big chicken leg is changed to a chicken butt, save a peng, just buy a big watermelon.

Just do it!

took off his black robe, Lin Jie changed into a coat sewn with patches, and sneaked out of the door.

Come to Yusui Street.

The clods of earth on the ground were hot and hot, and a few black-brown early autumn pot-bellied crickets were bouncing around like springs.

Lin Jie, who was hot and hot, sweated profusely, and two drops of sweat slipped down Lin Jie's face, which he thought was still handsome, and dripped on the hot dust.

"Can't stand the birds, this bad weather" Lin Jie muttered as he rode his 11th bicycle to the watermelon stall.

After a while, Lin Jie arrived at the watermelon stall.

Wang Laowu, the stall owner who was depressed, looked at Lin Jie, who was walking straight to this side, and a long-lost smile appeared on his lips.

"Oh, please."

Wang Lao Wu hunched his waist and smiled at Lin Jie like a spring breeze with a flattering face.

"Well, it's finally a bit of a superiority."

Lin Jie assured that this was the coolest "dining experience" he had since he came to this world.

Suddenly!

When Lin Jie stepped up the steps with a bewitching model, he didn't notice the watermelon peels thrown all over the ground.

Shout.

"I... Damn...."

In mid-air, Lin Jie did a gorgeous 18-hour backflip, and his hands and feet uncontrollably drew two irregular semicircles in the air.

Lin Jie's eyes widened in disbelief, and for a moment, the panicked expression on his face turned into horror.

With his head tilted in the middle of his chin, he could clearly see that there was a scalper in the center of the landing spot..... Ground ass.

"Don't,"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Peng!

Finished.

Just like Lin Dashen's prediction, he fell into the ..... of the scalper Chrysanthemums.

Vomit, Lin Jie's eyelids rolled up, this smell is really good.

"Yo, who broke the reputation of the old lady?"

The napping Cuihua intuition chrysanthemum is cool, and as soon as the Cuihua hind legs are on the ground, it is necessary to find out.

Coincidentally, it hit Lin Jie's head.

Forehead.......

Lin Jie fainted in humiliation and unwillingness.

"What kind of bad luck did I have!"

This was Lin Jie's last thought before he fainted.

Yo, the old drunkard who was lying flat on the bench and snoring was startled and fell directly to the ground.

Oops, rubbing his ass, the old drunkard opened his sleepy eyes and complained listlessly:

"Cuihua, what trouble are you causing again?"

Cuihua was inexplicably a little miserable, and said stupidly

"That, people, people seem to have kicked someone to death."

Shenma!

The old drunkard's groggy head suddenly sobered up a lot, and an ethereal figure flickered, and the next moment he actually came to Lin Jie's side, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to try Lin Jie's breathing.

"It's okay, just fainted"

Cuihuadi blinked with big eyes, and said angrily:

"It's not that you don't have a sense of public morality, you litter everywhere, and you don't pay attention to hygiene at all."

The old drunkard touched his nose speechlessly, looking like he was doing my bird business.

"Hey, young people now, too impetuous, crazy to walk, when walking, can you look at your feet."

The old drunkard helped Ling Jie who had fainted while teaching his juniors, not noticing that the three copper plates that were still firmly in Lin Jie's hands just now fell to the ground.

"Cuihua, come here".

Cuihua looked reluctant, but she still obediently let Lin Jie put it on her back.

Let's go.

The old drunkard walked with the steps of the six relatives without recognizing him, and took the green flowers and the unconscious Lin Jie to the next stop in a relaxed and happy manner.

In this way, Lin Jie was secretly transferred.

The next morning, when the warm sunlight sprinkled on Lin Jie's fucking face, Lin Jie woke up leisurely.

To be precise, he was awakened from hunger.

Forehead.

Lin Jie opened his eyes leisurely, and what caught his eye was a dirty face.

Messy hair, indescribable appearance, at this moment, a pair of eyes seem to have found a treasure, and like a scanner, carefully scanning Lin Jie's body, looking at Cuihua is amazing.

"Good seedling, good seedling, this shell is really a waste if you don't cultivate immortals, Cuihuadi didn't kick you to death, you are really blessed and fateful."

"Mom"

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Looking at the old man's squinting eyes, Lin Jie didn't dare to imagine what shame had happened to him last night, and Lin Jie was about to get up and run away, but his hands and feet seemed to be separated from his body, and he couldn't lift up a little strength.

After a violent struggle, a sharp pain came from the back of his head, and Lin Jie noticed that his face and head were full of gauze.

It's over, Lin Jie has already foreseen that he will go down, and his eyes are full of tears of remorse, sure enough, the boy must protect himself when he goes out, this sentence is really not wrong.

"Don't be nervous, young man, I'm not going to do anything to you."

Realizing that he was a little out of shape, the old drunkard got up and came to the side to stare at Lin Jie quietly, and he didn't see any excessive movements, just pulling his beard and squinting cross-eyed, not knowing what he was planning.

Seeing that the old drunkard didn't move, Lin Jie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?" Lin Jie asked with a wary expression.