Chapter Seventy-Nine: Go to My House

was pushed inexplicably, Jiang Zhimiao was about to fall backwards, and at the last moment, Wen Zhuqing quickly grabbed her wrist, which did not cause a tragedy.

After standing still, Jiang Zhimiao turned her head to look at the woman who was speaking ill of her, she pursed her lips and wondered, "Auntie, why is this?" We just want to buy some food, so we don't want to do it. ”

The woman pressed forward step by step, and was about to close the door in one step, she sneered and said, "Oh, why not, why not, I can sell this food if I want, and if I don't want to sell it, I won't sell it, and your family lives by the sea?" If it's so wide, why don't I sell it to you, what? You still want to hit me? ”

When the words fell, she snorted and scolded: "A group of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, who are used to sucking the blood of our people, and want to ask us to buy food, let me tell you, as long as I Li Sanniang is here, it will never be possible to sell you a grain of rice to eat." ”

Jiang Zhimiao still wanted to explain, but she closed the door with a "bang", and through a door, the woman's angry scolding and the man's jumping feet were clearly in her ears.

"Tell me about you, it's okay if you don't do business on weekdays, why did you still let those exiles in, do you want our family to recruit bad luck? You, you, I don't even know what to say about you, you can't settle down at home on this cold day? Can't you just give it to me and make trouble for this family? ”

"Hey, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, I was wrong, how did I know it was a gangster, if I knew it was a gangster, I wouldn't let them in if they just said the flowers, I was wrong, daughter-in-law, really, I really knew it was wrong."

"It's good if you know it's wrong, next time you let some messy people in, see if I don't break your dog's legs, our family is not rich, if you touch the mold again and cause trouble, see how I clean you up."

"Hey, daughter-in-law, I really don't dare, I swear, if there is a next time, there will be five thunderstorms every day......"

"Bah, can you say this casually?"

"Hey, look at my mouth, what are you talking about, it makes my daughter-in-law unhappy, I should fight, I should beat, but daughter-in-law, I have negotiated the price just now, sell it to them for four cents a catty, this is a sure-fire deal, if they buy a dozen or twenty catties, they have to earn dozens of cents, or we ......"

Jiang Zhimiao didn't know how to follow up, but the man's cries of pain were still heard clearly from a few feet away, and since they were not welcome, she didn't need to explain more.

However, the villagers are prejudiced against them deeply, and it is a little difficult to buy some food from them, Jiang Zhimiao went a few more houses, without exception, after learning their identities, none of them were willing to sell food.

After being kicked out of the door by the fourth villager, Jiang Zhimiao clenched her fists and slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, comforting herself to be calm, good guy, didn't she just want to buy some food? It's too hard, isn't it?

Didn't Village Chief Wu say that there are villages around this area that accept exiled prisoners? Why is it so difficult to get to Sweetwater Village? All speak ill of each other, leaving no face, isn't this the rhythm of starving to death? It's too hard, it's too hard.

If there was no Wen Zhuqing, Jiang Zhimiao would have bought it directly from the plane mall, and it was a big deal to give an extra 1 point of packaging fee, compared to being swept out of the house by several houses, she was still very willing to pay a 1 point of packaging fee.

The plane farm is about to open, and when the new home moves in, no matter how good the mood is, it has been worn out by this repeated frustration, Jiang Zhimiao helplessly helped his forehead and sighed silently.

Speaking of understanding, she can also understand, after all, in the eyes of ordinary people, they are indeed not good people, but for the sake of the face of the same villagers in the future, they can't sell her some food? It's a big deal, she pays double the price.

As long as she survives today, she will never come to the door in the future, and no one will be willing to be kind?

Just thinking about it, a child came out of nowhere, stretched out a pair of small black hands and pinched the hem of Jiang Zhimiao's clothes, and she came back to her senses almost instantly.

Jiang Zhimiao looked down at the child who was clutching the hem of his clothes, who expected to face a pair of clear eyes, only to see her shrug her nose and say sullenly: "Sister, my family has food, you can go to my house to buy it." ”

Seeing that she didn't react, the child tightened his little face, unconsciously shrugged his nose again, and hurriedly said: "Sister, don't worry, I don't sell you expensive, just like the town, as long as three pennies a catty." ”

Seeing that she still didn't react, she hung her head, her face was full of entanglement, as if she had made some major decision, and after a while, she bit her lip and said, "If my sister is too expensive, two pennies and a pound are fine." ”

It wasn't until she finished speaking that Jiang Zhimiao found out that this was a female doll, if she hadn't seen the holes in her earlobes, she really wouldn't have been able to tell that she was a female doll.

Seeing her looking at herself with tears in her eyes, Jiang Zhimiao touched her head, "Sanwen is just Sanwen, there is no need to reduce the price, if you reduce the price like this, will you still make money?" Okay, don't cry, didn't you say you want to sell food? Why don't you lead the way? ”

Seeing that she agreed, the child wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled back, "Well, thank you, sister, come with me, my house is not far from here, and I will arrive in a while." ”

Jiang Zhimiao nodded, and after exchanging glances with Wen Zhuqing, he followed her and came to a slightly narrow alley.

After several turns in a row, they arrived at the child's home.

After standing still, Jiang Zhimiao raised her eyes and looked at the home in her mouth, the first thing she noticed was the dilapidated courtyard wall, although the conditions in this village are not good, most of them are yellow mud houses, but this family is obviously very different.

The dilapidated degree of the courtyard wall in front of them can be compared to the sheepfold where they live, which shows that the living conditions of the people in the house are poor, and it is no wonder that this female doll is full of patches, and even some places have not been patched, and her smooth skin can be seen through the holes in her elbows.

The small black hands, the patched clothes, the messy hair and the broken courtyard walls, all these things show that the family conditions of this family are as precarious as they appear.

When I raised my eyes, I saw the child turn around and show a slightly shy smile, and then opened the door, only to hear a "squeak", the door was pushed open by her, and then stepped in.

This door is probably in disrepair, swaying and squeaking all the time, if it is night at this moment, it is a little creepy.

The courtyard was muddy, full of stagnant water, but the area was not small, and there was a well and a wooden barrel alone in the middle of the courtyard.