All the way to the front of the market, the two paid the deposit and walked to the familiar stall, only to find that there was no longer the figure of the two yesterday.

Song Jinhe frowned a little suspiciously, approached a person with a gun on duty and asked, "May I ask where Jiang Xu is?" ”

The gunman looked down at her, "What's the matter with our boss?" ”

"I told him yesterday that I would come and buy a searchlight today, but when I looked for him, I found that he was not at the stall."

The gunman nodded and pointed to the tent in the middle of the market, "Rest in the tent." ”

Song Jinhe opened his mouth to thank him, and then followed Cheng Qianhuai to the tent.

There was a large open space around the tent, and the stalls did not reach the perimeter of the tent, and the noisy clamor around it was much weaker at the moment.

The tent is not small, it looks like a camping tent outside the camp, and it is enough to put a lot of furniture to live in.

Song Jinhe stepped forward and just wanted to ask, but he heard unbearable cries and low wheezing and whimpering.

A few black lines slipped down her forehead.

Not to mention anything else, it's a little embarrassing.

"Why don't we just wander outside for a while, and then come back later."

She rubbed her head a little helplessly and led Cheng Qianhuai away.

The two wandered around for nearly an hour, seeing that their backpacks had been filled, and Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai came to the tent again, but this time they heard a crisp slap.

Song Jinhe frowned, but he heard Wen Qiao's crying and scolding and Jiang Xu's low coaxing.

"Jiang Xu, get away! Don't touch half a finger of me for a month! ”

She cried and cried, but the other party was still very patient to help her pat her back.

"It's my fault, I promise I won't let you cry next time, I'm wrong, okay? My little princess? ”

Song Jinhe was a little embarrassed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he cleared his throat before speaking: "Eh, hello, I am the person who wanted to buy a searchlight yesterday, is it convenient to talk about things?" ”

Immediately after her words fell, there was another crisp slap, Jiang Xu seemed to whisper something again, and Wen Qiao's cry was lowered.

"Here we are."

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and under the illumination of the light, the slap marks on Jiang Xu's face became clearer and clearer.

The imprint of five fingers, not a single one is missing.

Song Jinhe subconsciously felt that his teeth were sore, but Jiang Xu didn't have any abnormality on his face, and took out a small cart from behind him, on which there were 10 searchlights.

"10 catties of grain, this is my biggest concession."

He pointed to the searchlight behind him: "I don't say the quality, I have never been soaked in rain, and you will know how good it is when you use it." ”

Song Jinhe shook his head: "7 catties." ”

"No, it's too little, 10 pounds is 10 pounds."

"8 pounds, this is my biggest concession, if you don't sell me these things, you can only eat ashes in the warehouse, right?

Instead of wasting them, you might as well sell them to me, so that you can have more food to eat. ”

Jiang Xu glanced at Cheng Qianhuai, then at Song Jinhe, and rubbed his temples a little irritably: "OK, 8 catties is 8 catties." ”

The next moment, Cheng Qianhuai immediately took out a bag of Chen rice from his backpack, Jiang Xu took it and weighed it, and sneered.

"You're really prepared, you were going to give me 8 pounds from the beginning, right?"

Song Jinhe smiled, grabbed the small cart and was about to leave: "This small cart should be regarded as a gift, the two of us can't move these searchlights home, and you can give us a place to make room." ”

Jiang Xu was choked by her cheekiness, but he didn't bother to worry too much about her.

Seeing the two turn to leave, he looked the two of them up and down, and stopped the two of them: "Wait a minute, two noble surnames?" ”

Song Jinhe turned to look at him: "Something?" ”

Jiang Xu curled his lips and smiled, looking as gentle as jade, like a gentleman, but it is a pity that after the end of the world, no one dares to trust others.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking you for my wife, she doesn't have any friends, if you want, you can often come over to chat with her."

Song Jinhe thought of the glamorous and amazing Wen Qiao, but he didn't have any resistance.

It's just that she's here to make a deal, not to make friends.

Both sides don't know each other's situation very well, so how can we talk about chatting and shopping?

Song Jinhe nodded casually and agreed, but he didn't take this matter to heart.

She doesn't trust anyone, a deal is just a deal, and if they want to use the stratagem to get more out of her, then she will fight back with all her might.

Jiang Xu naturally knew that she was just perfunctory, so he didn't say much, and walked back to the tent quickly.

Wen Qiao's nose and eyes were red, and his body was full of messy red marks, and when he saw him, he subconsciously shrank into the quilt.

"I'm going to take a shower."

Jiang Xu sighed: "Okay, I'll wash you, you don't have much strength now, it's not good if you fall." ”

Wen Qiao was like a great enemy: "I don't want you to wash me, are you bathing me?" ”

It's clearly a blatant advantage!

Why is she a childhood sweetheart with this man! It's so bad!

Seeing that her face was full of resistance, Jiang Xu had to obediently agree, but Wen Qiao opened her mouth to ask about Song Jinhe's situation.

"Did she say she came to play with me?"

Jiang Xu shook his head slightly and handed her a glass of water to moisten her throat.

"No, she has been with us for too short, and it's normal to distrust us."

Wen Qiao's unpleasant flat mouth: "I haven't met such a suitable person for a long time, next time she comes, you let her come to me, I'll just get along with her." ”

Jiang Xu helped her rub her sore waist, and Wen Qiao yawned comfortably.

"You two are not the same kind of people, she obviously has a heavier mind than you, and she has probably seen blood on her hands.

You like her, but she may not be able to play with you.

If you deliberately contact her, she may think that she has ulterior motives, and in the end, I am afraid that you will not want to come to our market to play. ”

Wen Qiao frowned a little aggrievedly: "Hmph, it's all your fault, except for men in the team, there are men, and there is not a single little sister who talks to me!"

No one listens to my grievances, I hate you to death! ”

Jiang Xu looked helpless: "It's my fault, but I never seem to have wronged you, right?" Why do you still want to sue her? ”

Wen Qiao turned to look at him in disbelief, ripped off the quilt and let him take a closer look at the kiss marks on his white and tender skin: "Isn't this called wronging me?" ”

Jiang Xu snorted and laughed, but his voice was a little hoarse: "Wife, this is not called grievance, this is called fun." ”

Wen Qiao rolled her eyes at him, her head was a little groggy from the exhaustion on her body, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep, and then she was picked up and put in the bathtub.

The warm water washed away the smell of his body, and someone outside the tent whispered, "Boss, I found the address of that couple." ”

"Where?"

"Building 3 of Jinyuan Belvedere in the western suburbs."

Jiang Xu's hand kept moving: "Well, I know." ”

He would help Wen Qiao get anything she wanted, whether it was a friend or anything else.