Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Smell of Fish
Hearing what the adults say, the old ghost also seems to smell a little bit except for the weasel fart.
"Although there is a river here, it is very shallow, and there will be no dead fish and rotten shrimp at all, so there will be no fishy smell, so the smell can only be ......."
Selling fresh fish?
"Are there many seafood shops in the village?" Hua Buran really hasn't known anything about this.
Not to mention the original owner of the two-point and one-line social terror.
The old ghost has been dead for so many years, and he will come out on the street in the middle of the night when he has nothing to do, so he naturally knows a few seafood shops on the street.
"Two families, one in the east of the city and one in the west of the city."
They are all small villages, and there are not too many people, and the two seafood shops are competing for business, and one more will starve to death.
The distance from here is the closest seafood to the west of the city, but the seafood transportation route starts from the east of the city.
"There are fewer types of seafood in the west of the city than in the east of the city, and in comparison, the fishy smell of such a long route is so strong, it must be killing fish every day.
And there are only a lot more types in the store. ”
The old ghost listened to the analysis of Hua Bu Dyed Hair is Dao, his eyes were full of admiration, and he couldn't help but pat his ass again: "An adult is an adult."
It's really godly, the business in the east of the city is three points better than in the west of the city, and those who buy fish and kill fish are lined up every day. ”
The old ghost didn't understand: "Obviously the west of the city is close, why do you only mention the east of the city?" ”
"The fishy smell on the body of selling fish all day long is not easy to disperse, on the contrary, the west of the city is far away from the seafood market, and the aquatic products in the store are naturally not as fresh as the east of the city, and the work of killing fish is naturally less."
Hua Buyan pinched a dog tail grass on the side of the road and chewed it in his mouth idly, while giving the old ghost science.
It was still two or three o'clock, and I was hesitating to find myself a job, when my shabby and small mobile phone rang.
It is especially pleasant to the ear in the quiet and quiet mountain.
Glancing at the caller ID, Wang Cheng?
Because of his aunt's matter, Hua Buzhi is about to leave the phone, call now, what's the matter?
"Hey!"
"Little sister, help!"
As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Cheng's harsh voice came.
There is also a constant dispute in it.
Almost subconsciously, Hua Buyan frowned slightly, and the mobile phone close to his ear was three points away: "What did you do?" "Need her help?
"It's not my aunt's matter, the family is chattering about a fish delivery today, and he scared away the bride my aunt found with a word.
At this time, I didn't know what kind of wind to smoke, so I turned over the banquet on the table, and the fish delivery man and my uncle got up, and my aunt said that he was shocked to my cousin, and he would jump into the well to die or live. ”
Wang Cheng also had no choice.
In his nearby acquaintances, only Hua Buran is the most awesome person, and he subconsciously thought that she would be able to handle this matter, so he made a call.
Hua Buyan rolled her eyes: ......
She is just a coffin seller, what kind of trivial matter is this?
"Little sister, why don't you speak? Come and save me! Wang Cheng heard that there was no sound on the other side, and there were chickens and dogs jumping on his side.
I can't stand it anymore.
Hua Buyan wanted to refuse ruthlessly, but he heard Wang Cheng scream: "There are monsters." The phone hung up.
looked at the mobile phone with the screen turned off in a daze, this method of hanging the appetite is really getting more and more clever.
Hua Buyan had to pinch his fingers and count, and the direction of Wang Chengcheng's hometown in the east of the city was indeed dead.
Could it be that the little ghost is back?
The breath of death is too weak, and Hua Buyan is not sure, but what is certain is that it is definitely not the breath of a human being.
Looking at the big-eyed old ghost on the side, Hua Buyan put away his mobile phone and jumped down from the small mound on the side: "You guard here, I'll go back when I go." ”
Without waiting for the old ghost to speak, the flower is gone.
Leaving the old ghost alone, floating alone on the half of the mound.
"Since people haven't come to steal the house yet, he might as well go shopping and play mahjong first."
As he spoke, he disappeared.
The southernmost Chen house in the east of the city is brightly lit, with white lanterns and paper wreaths hanging inside and out.
You don't need to look for it at all, you can see it at a glance.
As soon as I got closer, I heard a woman crying in a hoarse voice: "I'm not alive anymore, my son is gone, and you still have to bully people like this, so it's better to follow your son to Qingjing." ”
On the other end, the woman's slender and sharp voice was disdainful and disgusting: "I said it all, this person is a temporary worker hired by me, just to move things, and if he smashes it, he will make him pay." I have a small business of selling fish, but I can't control him. ”
In and out of the words, Hua Buye is considered to be listening.
The feeling is that the fish seller hired a temporary helper to deliver the fish, and who knows what kind of wind the helper pulled and overturned the table at the banquet, which intensified the conflict.
The fish seller didn't want to lose money, so he put all the responsibility on the helper, and Aunt Wang Cheng didn't say that she disturbed her son, so she looked for death and life.
Wang Cheng waited outside the door early in the morning.
When I was far away, I saw the figure of Hua Buzhi, and immediately ran anxiously: "My little sister, you are here, our house is going to be demolished." ”
"Not really."
Hua Buyan was almost pushed into the door by Wang Cheng.
There was a funeral at home, and there were already many people, but now there are more people watching the excitement.
The dead air under the snort became thicker and thicker, obviously there were two strands, and needless to say, one was naturally Wang Cheng's deceased cousin.
On the other hand, Hua Buyan looked at the upright, silent cold figure in the crowd.
Although this aura is far from that of the old ghost, it is not difficult to admit that this is dead air.
It's obviously death, but he's flesh?
The back is straight and thin, and the feet are on the ground.
Although he has his back on his back, it is not difficult to hide the nobility and arrogance of his body.
Just looking at the back, Hua Buzhi knew that this person was not an ordinary person.
What's more, it's still a sentence that can scare away the little ghost.
"Don't make any noise, the master is here."
Wang Cheng's words instantly pulled the eyes of the two parties who were still arguing over.
The eyes are burning, and the flowers are standing in the eyes of everyone in such a grand manner.
I was not timid because of the suspicion and disgust of these people.
The posture is as cold and arrogant as the man in front of him.
Just walked over slowly in the eyes of everyone's surprise, and first briefly introduced Wang Cheng's aunt who was looking for death and life: "Hello, I am a flower seller and a coffin." ”
As soon as the words fell, I heard the surrounding villagers talking.
"What kind of master is a coffin seller?"
Hua Buyan was not in a hurry to defend: "Ling Lang will not be shocked, don't worry!" ”
Aunt Wang Cheng was stunned when she heard this, she had heard Wang Cheng mention this little girl before, and she heard him boast so much, but she saw it with her own eyes, and she couldn't help but doubt in her heart, what can this little girl who is not yet an adult understand?
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