"Mother, handsome or handsome?" Du Shuai Shuai wore a black mask with a skull pattern selected by Shi Niang on his face, and this mask was Shi Niang looked interesting, so he picked it for Shuai Shuai.

I didn't expect that when I handed it to Shuai Shuai, Shuai Shuai would like it so much, and he couldn't wait to put the skull mask on his face.

And Shi Niang's face is wearing an ordinary black mask without any pattern, and the mother and son are like a pair of dark gods, rushing around the street.

"Mother, I'm hungry." Before Du Shuaishuai followed Shi Niang down the mountain, he only had breakfast, and now it was too late, and his little stomach was already croaking with hunger.

Shi Niang checked the silver taels she asked for from Aunt Zhong, the two masks cost eight taels of silver just now, and now there are ninety-two taels of silver in the purse, which should be enough to take Shuai Shuai to eat.

"Mother, I want to eat... That one! Shuai Shuai's stubby little index finger stretched out and pointed to the stall selling food.

Today is Shuai Shuai's birthday, Shi Niang satisfies Shuai Shuai's desires, and leads Shuai Shuai to the food stall.

"Mother, hug." Shuai Shuai broke free of Shi Niang's hand and jumped in front of Shi Niang to ask his mother to pick him up.

Shi Niang understands that Shuai Shuai is still young, not tall, and she can't see what is on the food stall, it is her negligence as a mother.

picked up Xiao Shuai Shuai with one hand, and didn't notice the light in Shuai Shuai's eyes.

After Shuai Shuai was hugged by Shi Niang, his little hand grabbed the smile he liked.

"This kid, are you going to eat rock sugar gourd? Don't be in such a hurry to grab it! "It's a young man who eats and sets up a stall, and he doesn't treat Shi Niang and Shuai Shuai, two mothers and sons wearing black masks, and he doesn't treat each other well, plus when Shuai Shuai grabbed the sugar gourd, he almost threw the whole sugar gourd to the ground, and his tone was even worse.

Shi Niang frowned at what the stall vendor said. Her precious son, no one can scare her son like this except that she can bully!

"How much does this sugar gourd cost!" Shi Niang's tone is not light, as if she is going to buy all the rock sugar gourds that Shuai Shuai likes on the stall!

"There are also nineteen rock sugar gourds, count you a hundred taels!" The hawker didn't count much, but sold it to Shi Niang at the price of five taels a piece.

A hundred taels? Shuai Shuai knew the amount of money in his mother's purse, and immediately shouted: "Mother, I only need one, not so much!" ”

"Are you sure?" Shi Niang also knows that she can't afford it now.

"Yes, handsome as long as one!" Du Shuaishuai nodded seriously, he hadn't tasted the 'rock sugar gourd' in his hand yet, he didn't know if it was delicious or not!

The peddler listened to the words of the two mothers and sons, and immediately said, "Five taels." ”

"Three or two!" Shi Niang bargained, the masks she and her son wore on their faces were only four taels a piece, and this thing that was eaten and pulled out of the stomach actually cost five taels, which was too much!

"No, five taels! Otherwise, it won't be sold! After the peddler finished speaking, he glared at Shi Niang and Shuai Shuai menacingly.

Shuai Shuai saw the opportunity, and his small mouth bit into one of the small gourds in the rock sugar gourd stick.

"This kid! How do you teach? The hawker was angry, and children may not be able to understand it, so he began to say to Shi Niang.

Shi Niang picked up the purse with one hand and quickly picked out three taels from it, "Three taels are cheap for you!" Don't be cheap and presumptuous! ”

"This! Don't come to my stall again! The peddler took the three silver coins that Shi Niang threw in his face, and shouted angrily.

Shuai Shuai ate three sugar gourds, felt that his mouth was sticky, and threw the remaining two sticks on the peddler's face like his mother.

Shi Niang didn't stop it, sometimes the child is overbearing and arrogant, and she has the ability to indulge him, so he will do it!

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(Markor Literature-)