The skillful old man's hands flew up and down, and the ingenious sugar paintings were displayed in front of him in an instant.

"Pick one!" I said to Lin Ziye.

Lin Ziye leaned down and took a large sugar painting, the sugar painting was supported by a long bamboo stick, Lin Ziye, who was holding the bamboo stick, saliva had already flowed down the corner of her mouth to her chin, I wiped it with my sleeve at the corner of her mouth, blocking the source, and then took out a five-yuan bill in my pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at me with crooked eyes, reached for the money, and rummaged in his pocket with his other hand looking for something, huh...... I guess it's change!

After turning over for more than ten seconds, the old man smiled embarrassedly: "It hasn't opened today, and I don't have any change in my hand, so let's pick another one!"

Three yuan a piece, five yuan two, this is cheap!

If it was before, I would have taken it immediately, but the point is that I don't like sweet and greasy things, and this cheap is also for nothing!

However, thinking that the old man has not opened today, it is not difficult for the old man to ask for good luck, so I reached out and picked out a smaller sugar painting and said, "Thank you, old man!"

In fact, the quality of each sugar painting should be about the same, if it is big, it will be thin, and if it is small, it will be thick, and the sugar painting I chose, the quality is concentrated together, and the sugar is naturally concentrated together, I licked it a little, and my face was full of painful expressions.

After that, I ate fried noodles in front of a roadside stall, the taste was okay, but I didn't know whether it was hygienic or not, Lin Ziye of course disdained to eat it, and after occupying my sugar painting, he sat on the opposite side of the table and looked at me with a smile, eating the sugar painting in his hand.

"Is it really so delicious?" I asked, instigating the noodles in the bowl without raising my head.

"Well, this is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten!" Lin Ziye said contentedly.

"Then ......," I paused, looking up, "if you had to choose between Coke and Sugar Painting, which would it be?"

"Well......" Lin Ziye thought for a while before he said, "Both!"

"It's too overbearing...... What if reality makes you have to make a choice?" I picked up the free tea next to me and took a few sips, the powder was a little dry.

"Coke ......," Lin Ziye said.

"Huh...... Have you ever thought about how you feel about the sugar painting you're eating right now? it's crying!" I looked at her with tears and laughter, and the sugar painting began to melt because of the temperature of Lin Ziye's lips.

Under the dim light of the stall, Lin Ziye's lips stained by syrup shone with sexy color, and the moment the little tongue confided, the bud of temptation grew in the bottom of his heart.

"yes, it's so pitiful......" Lin Ziye said, licking the dissolved syrup into his mouth again by the way.

Forehead......

Lin Ziye's seductive movements, I saw in my eyes, and many people also looked sideways because of this, because of the cuteness of Lin Ziye, many people have gathered around.

I frowned and said, "Midnight, I'm done eating, I'll send you home!"

I stood up, Lin Ziye also stood up, just when the people around us pointed at us and discussed the dialectical relationship between "flowers and cow dung" and the objective numerology of "cabbage and pig", there was a commotion not far away, and many people also shifted their eyes not far away, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked over there.

The number of people not far away gradually increased, and the water leaked like iron buckets, and the people outside couldn't see what was going on inside.

We just came from over there, and if I'm not mistaken, it was...... The position of the old man who pinched the candy man!

I walked a few steps, and Lin Ziye muttered, "Wait for me ......"

Pulling away the crowd vigorously, the old man was still fiddling with his sugar syrup, and there was a stranger in front of him, who launched a saliva offensive against the old man with a reprimand, "Hey, old man, why do others pinch whatever you want, but you can't meet my requirements?"

The scolding young man has a ruffian face, this is obviously looking for the old man's stubble!

I looked at him silently.

A kind-hearted middle-aged man around knew what was going on, and admonished the young man and said: "Young man, I've been watching you here for a long time, and you're too embarrassed, let the uncle pinch you a map of the Qingming River, and pinch more than 800 of the characters, and be vivid, do you think he is Zhang Zeduan!"

Another woman next to her came over and said a few words, "Uncle is not easy, your requirements are too high, a large bucket of syrup is not enough to make it, even if it is done, you can't only buy three pieces!"

The young man glared at the two of them angrily, as if they would see the explosion of their own little universe if they said another word!

The two of them then stepped aside and said no more, and the young man smiled triumphantly, and his face turned to the old man again.

"How about it? Can you do it? If you can't do it, get out......" The young man was about to make a rough move, trying to mess up the guy who was the sugar man.

Lin Ziye bit the last bite of candy in his mouth, and was about to step forward to stop it in a rage!

"Hey," I pressed Lin Ziye with my hand, a smile curled up at the corner of my mouth, and said, "How can such a trivial matter be bothered until midnight, let's watch me from the side, by the way, wipe your mouth, it looks slimy......"

Lin Ziye nodded, still glaring at the young man, that ugly face didn't make Lin Ziye annoying, he didn't welcome everyone here, but the difference was that I dared to stand up.

"Grandpa, the customer is God, whatever he asks you to do, you just do it!" I bowed my head and said to the old man.

The old man's head still didn't rise, but there was a brief pause.

I turned around and said to the young man: "What you said makes sense, alas, I also want to eat a Qingming Shanghe map, or let him do two?"

The people around shook their heads and sighed that "people's hearts are not ancient".

The young monster* smiled at me, and patted me on the shoulder as if he had found his kind, "I'll see it's okay, tsk, if you still have syrup, let him be another Liangshan one hundred and eight generals, hahahaha!"

The young man smiled uninhibitedly, I picked up a can of viscous syrup in front of the old man, and said to the young man: "You say this thing is really interesting, it becomes different when you pull it around, but unfortunately the final outcome is actually eaten by someone, isn't that a waste of art? Since it is going to be eaten in the end, then ......" I lowered my head and was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised my head, and yelled at him with a hideous face, "You can eat it directly for me!"

As he spoke, as soon as he raised his hand, the jar of syrup was exactly buckled on the young man's face, and in an instant, the burning heat and viscosity filled the young man's body, and the young man suddenly screamed, pulling the syrup on his face with his hand, but the syrup was cold by the air, but it was tightly glued to his face, and finally tore a hole in his face where he could speak and pant, he knelt on the ground due to the temporary lack of oxygen, panting in pain, raised his head suddenly, and glared at me viciously.

There was an uproar in the crowd around them, and they all took a few steps back, but they didn't leave.

It seems that there will be such a large group of Chinese who love to make fun everywhere.

"Apologize to the old man for now, or I'll kick you in the head!" I said, glaring at him in a frightening manner.

The young man stood up tremblingly, but his face was already hot and red, like extremely beautiful markings.

"Hehehehe...... How dare you provoke me, you, what a kind!" the young man said, covering his face with one hand.

I hate this kind of ruffian young man the most in my life, and I don't care if I am sorry for people, but if I am sorry for people anymore, I can call it scum! If I hadn't been able to do it before...... No, if you don't have any special abilities, I can fight ten of these guys at a time!

"Hehe...... "yes, what's the matter, I'm just going to push your limits, what can you do?"

I am very confident that even if he pounces on me right now and bites me, with the elasticity of my muscles, he can snap his teeth out in an instant, which is the reason why the "body technique" has been cultivated to a certain level.

The young man vigorously removed the solid syrup on his face, and with a heart-rending cry of "ah", the young man was in pain and staggered and rushed towards me.

Huh?

As soon as I shook my head, he came to me, raised his hand and punched me in the face, I felt a slight pain, what, is this his fist strength?

I tilted my head, although this punch didn't hurt, but his action had already offended me, I was in good faith, let him know that he was wrong and change it, and it would be okay to admit his mistake to the old man, I never thought that he would actually listen to my "Jianyì" and come to bite me...... No, hit me!

Well, if you think about it carefully, maybe I forced him to step down, it's my fault!

"It doesn't hurt at all!" I said to the young man with a playful smile.

The young man's fist hung in the air, looking at me with a frightened face, impossible, when I hit someone before, the force of this punch was enough to make the gums of the beaten person bleed, but what happened to the person in front of him, it didn't seem like there was a trace of pain, did he really hit a hard stubble?

"If you don't admit your mistake, I'll give you this punch back!" I said coldly.

The young man's heart was beating suddenly, and it seemed that he had to admit it today.

The young man's eyes did not show weakness at all, but he slowly walked in front of the old man, first glanced at me, and then turned to the old man and said, "I'm sorry, I won't appear in front of you again!"

Oh, is that so?

Forget it, since he promised not to bother the old man again, then I don't care about his mistakes and let him go!

The old man, who had been quietly focusing on sugar painting during the period, finally spoke, "You go, I hope you can fulfill what you said!"

The young man stared at the old man and snorted unwillingly.

"Why don't you leave?" I said, waving my fist.