Chapter 167 He is a Wife Killer

"By the way, Boss, I specially left some food in the refrigerator yesterday. Did you heat it up for Lao Hei?"

After eating, Xiao Lin suddenly thought of the pet at home.

They came out to set up a stall today and didn't eat breakfast or lunch at home. She specially left a lot of dishes for Lao Hei last night, so he just had to heat them up when he left.

They left in such a hurry just now that she forgot about this matter.

Speaking of Lao Hei...

Yang Fan stopped drinking water, turned his head slowly, and said guiltily, "I forgot."

The sleepy little thing was still sleeping on her bed.

Xiao Lin: "... Then I'll tell Sister Cancan now and ask her to go see Lao Hei later."

"Well, let her go check when she goes to feed the pigs. If she's not in the house and you don't see it, don't worry about it," Yang Fan said, "It sleeps a lot and will sleep for a long time."

"Row."

Xiao Lin immediately took out her cell phone and sent a message to Fu Cancan, asking her to remember to heat up the meal for Lao Hei when she fed the pigs, cows, chickens and ducks later.

The sleepy little white tiger slept until almost noon when Fu Cancan called him awake. His furry little head popped out of the quilt in a daze, and his claws scratched the side unconsciously.

Get up, I'll help you fight...

After grabbing for a long time, he only grabbed some air.

Looking at the empty room, my squinting eyes gradually cleared up. Where are the people? Aren’t we going to fight? Where are the people?
……

Starting from eight o'clock, more and more people came to the street, all of whom came from various villages to attend the market.

More and more people came to the fruit stall, and many of them were attracted by Yan Qing's stunning looks.

"Young man, I just like to eat bayberries. Can you buy only bayberries?" The wrinkled aunt looked at Yan Qing and smiled with her eyes narrowed into slits.

Yan Qing was as cold as a robot, "If you buy bayberries alone, it's 60 yuan per pound."

The smile on Auntie's face froze for a few seconds. "...I also like this grape and lychee stew. Give me two kilograms of this hodgepodge."

"it is good."

"Young man, is this fruit of yours sweet? Can I have a taste?"

"Young man, can you buy two more kilograms? Two kilograms is too little and not enough to eat."

"Handsome guy, help auntie weigh two kilograms. You are really good-looking."

"Young man, do you have a girlfriend? My daughter just graduated from college this year. You two can get to know each other."

"..."

The topic gradually went off track. The aunts and sisters were too enthusiastic. Even if Yan Qing had a cold face, he couldn't stop their enthusiasm.

On the contrary, Tang Yuanyuan stood there like a decoration, and no one came to ask him.

Xiao Lin sat in the car and looked at the enthusiastic sisters and aunts in surprise. She even slowed down the speed of packing the bags. "Boss... why don't we help Taoist Master Yan?"

Yang Fan had somewhat underestimated the lethality of Yan Qing's appearance. Seeing Yan Qing's gloomy face, as if he wanted to use the Heavenly Thunder Talisman to blast all these people away, she raised her voice and said, "Aunties, calm down."

However, all the aunts below were focused on Yan Qing and no one listened to her.

Yang Fan had no choice but to stand up, clear his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Quiet!"

There was a spiritual deterrent in her voice, and the aunts instantly quieted down and turned their eyes to her, with a puzzled look on their faces. Yang Fan said, "Aunts, this is a fruit stall, not a matchmaking agency, let's calm down."

One of the aunties smiled and said, "Little girl, this is your brother, right? Does your brother have a girlfriend?"

"This is my disciple's grandson," Yang Fan said, "Aunties, don't worry about him. He is a lonely star and will bring bad luck to his wife."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

The aunts stared at Yan Qing in a daze. The latter turned to look at Yang Fan, then turned back to look at the aunts, "Yes, I have two deceased wives. My current wife now lives in the ICU and is currently in the process of divorcing me."

"Besides, I have a financial crisis, and now I am in debt of 20 million."

Xiao Lin and Tang Yuanyuan looked at Yan Qing with admiration, "Thank you for your hard work, uncle master (Taoist priest)!"

In order to drive away the aunts, he can even say such words. It's amazing.

The two buffs of wife-killing and debt-owing were superimposed, and the aunts became even more silent.

a long time.

"The pot at my house seems to be boiling. I have to go back and check it out."

"Oh, how could I have forgotten? I was going to get my clothes altered. I have to go quickly because there will be too many people around."

"It seems that there is not enough soy sauce at home. I have to go buy some soy sauce."

"..."

In the blink of an eye, only a few old men were left in front of the fruit stall.

After Yan Qing told his tragic fate, the uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters at the nearby stalls looked at him with sympathy in their eyes.

It's such a pity that such a good young man has become unlucky in marriage.

After the aunties who had kindly introduced dates to Yan Qing left, those who came to ask about the relationship were all looking to buy fruit.

But the aunt’s enthusiasm made Yan Qing a little scared. He switched seats with Yang Fan, and while he was loading fruits in the car, he carefully observed every person who came to buy fruits.

Yang Fan waited for a while, and seeing that the three of them were busy, she began to stroll around the street. She first went to the sausage stand opposite and bought two sausages, and then went to eat baked cakes, fried dough sticks, sesame seeds, buckwheat cakes, and all kinds of delicious food.
The three people left behind, Yan Qing was responsible for packing the fruits, while Tang Yuanyuan and Xiao Lin were responsible for selling the fruits and collecting the money.

Although the fruit costs ten yuan per pound, it is still a bit expensive for people coming to the market from the villages, but the fruit tastes good. After trying one for free, many people will buy one or two pounds of fruit and take it home for their children to try.

Most of the children in the village are left-behind children, and are taken care of by their grandparents.

After selling several bags of fruit, a grandmother in her sixties came to the stall with her grandson to buy fruit. The child looked a little pale and there was tape on the back of his hand, obviously having just been given an IV drip.

After tasting a bayberry, the grandmother's eyes lit up. "Your bayberry is pretty good, but ten yuan is too expensive. Can you make it cheaper? I'll buy two kilograms."

As she spoke, she took a bayberry and stuffed it into her little grandson's mouth.

There was obvious resistance on the child's face and he turned his head back, but the grandmother seemed not to see the unwillingness on the child's face and forcefully stuffed the food into the child's mouth.

"Auntie, does the child dislike eating bayberry? If the child doesn't like it, then forget it." Seeing this, Xiao Lin couldn't bear to speak out to stop her.

"This child is just a picky eater."

Liu Guifang continued to forcefully stuff the bayberries into the child's mouth, "Weiwei, be good, eat one. The bayberries here are delicious. If you eat them, grandma will buy you Ultraman."

Even if we used Ultraman to tempt the child, he still didn't want to eat. He kept moving his head back and was unwilling to eat.

He doesn't want to eat this thing. Every time he eats it, he gets an injection and his body becomes itchy. He doesn't want to eat it!