MTL - The Villain is Happy Being a Father-Chapter 66 Shadow Emperor (25)

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A small blue broken three-wheeled vehicle filled with fresh vegetables from the slopes of the hills and all the way to the town. The strange thing is that the young and handsome man driving in front of the tattered small three-wheeled car is covered with clear The gentle temperament and the small broken three rounds are incompatible.

The small broken three rounds all the way to the frame, the back seat in addition to vegetables and put a small bench, a powder dumplings sitting on the top with a small bag, she is very excited, chubby body twisted and twisted, tied A "seat belt" made of a long strip of cloth.

Losing this seat belt, she will fix her small body in the carriage, otherwise the dumplings will be excited.

Wandering around is unable to move, her mouth is not idle, and she is trying to cheer on the driving father. "Daddy drives, Dad cheers!", there is no time to stop.

Wishing silence: "..."

The staff who took the photo almost didn't laugh, and I wished the gentleman of the Gaoling Flower to collapse. I took a little broken three-wheeled car and took the daughter to sell the food. The audience could laugh for a year!

At this time, Zhang Daxi was staring at the screen in the background of the program group, and almost starred at it! This is too much for the father and daughter! Where can such a movie show besides his show?

Zhang Daxi dare to guarantee that if this scene is broadcast, the fans of the movie can be crazy, even if they are not fans, the pure passers-by audience can laugh.

Thinking of this, Zhang Daxi could not help but look at the strength of the squad.

The legs of the corps are dog legs, and they are not soft.

When the time came back to the old man and asked her to sell the money, the group could listen to the big house and immediately patted the small chest and agreed. What is selling vegetables? The excitement of the dumplings said that she would be able to sell her grandfather's dishes cleanly, and she would make the most money!

I wished that there was no time for the silence to be heard. The group had already helped her to make a happy deal with the grandfather.

Wishing silence: "..."

I wish you have never been riding a small tricycle in this life, even if you haven’t been riding in the most lonely time of your childhood, and you have not been riding a car to go to the market to sell.

He used to ride a bicycle to give someone a quick delivery of milk. At that time, the poor electric car could not afford it. Only a high-bar old bicycle was his only property. Later, he bought it directly with money. The four-wheeled car was a small super-run, and I really didn't ride an electric car or a tricycle.

But in the glory of the glory, my dad’s expectation, I wish the silence to swallow the words of rejection, not to mention... The old man promised to live in the house, the group is reluctant to spend money to live in the hotel, if it can live in a big house, of course, it is more it is good.

So there is such a scene, the difference between riding a bicycle and an electric car is not big, let alone three wheels, I wish the learning ability of the silence is strong, I will know what is going on at a glance, just started to run a few steps, with the turtle Like climbing, after adjusting, I will drive to the town at a constant speed.

All the way to the road is still stable, basically brushed the cement, there are few potholes, so I waited until the destination food market, the group felt that the **** is not their own.

She didn't talk at the back, it was all painful, and she didn't dare to speak. She was afraid of affecting driving. When she stood up with her little buttocks, she snorted and snorted. After finishing two small short hands, she wanted to hold her father. .

I wish that the silence will hold up the milky scent, and the squad can be wronged. He cried on Dad’s shoulder and said that the little **** was hurt.

Sitting on the electric tricycle, I know that this thing is very greasy. A little ups and downs of the road is not good, sitting a short distance, sitting down and waiting to find that the **** is not your own.

The corps was tender and tender, and she later felt that she was hurtful and tearful. I wished that she would take her to the hospital to see if there was anything to do or not to take the medicine. After all, the child’s bones were soft and I was afraid of a good earthquake.

The group refused, "Dad, we still have to sell vegetables to make money!"

There is an aunt passing by, watching them carrying a car dish with a good heart reminder: "The young man sells food? If you want to sell it, you will have a good time. After a while, there is no place to put it."

Enthusiastic aunt watched the scorpion licking the little ass, and then listened to a few words to know what was going on, she also unrestrained, directly to get rid of the scorpion ass, and touched two to say nothing, "my grandson also At the age of three, I followed my every day and I am used to it. It’s okay, after a while, it’s fine.”

The dumplings also felt that nothing was wrong. She was hurt by the flesh and blood, and she thought that her father would kiss and hold high and be spoiled.

At this moment, I saw my aunt talking to myself, and raised my little claws to say that I was fine. "Dad, let's go sell vegetables, wait until we sell the sound or hurt, then we have money to see the doctor!"

This account is still very good. The old grandmother in the community said that the old money is spent in the hospital. It takes a lot of money to go there, and the group is reluctant!

Seeing her face hurt and trying to ensure nothing, the photographer's big brothers grinned and felt uncomfortable. Later, they added a wealthy expression pack to the group. This said: "Don't want to save money from the voice! Dad No, no!"

The vegetable market in the town is not big, but it is full of everything, and there are all the things that are sold inside. It’s hot and busy. It’s not too early for the morning market. The market is really crowded with stalls, and the uncle is in the same place. Selling vegetables, selling fruits, selling fish, selling meat, selling tofu, and few young people are setting up stalls.

I wish the father and the daughter and the enthusiastic aunt to come and go, the aunt is selling fruit, she set up a stall at the fixed booth, watching the big one and the small look at the vegetable market, I saw the child grow cute and beautiful. Then he sighed and gave them some guidance.

"Don't you see?" She pointed her finger at the east side of the vegetable market. It was a little remote and there was less traffic. "You go there, there is a place, there is a fixed booth where we pay, and there is no money. If the urban management is coming, it will be secretly removed. Generally, the urban management can not manage it, even though it is placed."

Aunt looked at the dumplings and said a few more words. "You guys are still young and dry, don't you have to sell vegetables? We are the most difficult to sell here. Every household has to grow vegetables, what kind of food do you buy? The starting price is not said, it is still slow."

The aunt looked at the car behind the father and the daughter and shook his head. He watched the wish of the silence full of sympathy. "Is these dishes collected with others? Want a lot of money? Oh, I guess there is no two hundred." Come, you have to be busy and live a good life, no loss is a good thing!"

After talking about the aunt, I started to entertain the new guests. I didn’t have time to look at the young dad who was losing money.

I wish you all the car food to be really collected.

He spent three hundred pieces of food with the old man. At first, the old man refused to accept it. He knew that the food was not easy to sell here. He usually sold his food with his wife for half-selling, and earned one or two at most. Hundred, which is worth three hundred.

But I wish you a good look at the freshness of the dishes, and borrowed the grandfather's tricycle and the so-called plastic bags and the tools necessary to sell vegetables. These are all counted.

The money is still given, not to mention the grandfather is distressed by those dishes, and promised to sell the light to the house, this is real.

The squadron went to the back of the father's buttocks and the three big fragrant dishes were moved down and placed on the temporary booth.

Only a small Mazha was the small bench that the squad was sitting in during the tricycle. At this time, the little Maza let the father sit. There is a long slate table in front of the stall in the vegetable market. The row is very long. Put it on top, I wish you a clean cloth and let the group sit on it.

There are many people coming and going in the vegetable market, and the new father-in-law who sells vegetables quickly caught the attention.

In addition to the housewife who usually buys food is the aunt and aunt, the vegetable market in the town is mostly old, and there are few young people who are so young and handsome, let alone this guy also brings A three-year-old doll, the doll looks cute and white, and the powder is carved and jade.

Two aunts walked to the booth in tandem, picked up a few eggplant melons and looked at the dishes very fresh, and asked how to sell them?

I wish you a lonely board with the price just written on it. "Tomatoes are two pounds, three small cabbages, two eggplants, three eggplants..."

The aunt wearing yellow clothes raised an eyebrow and said it was too expensive. "Young people, why are you selling this food so expensive? This tomato is more than a pound."

I wish you laughed and didn't talk. He looks good, Aunt looks at him, and looks at the children who are sitting in a row with the dishes.

"This child is very cute and cute. Just give it to the partner. I buy five pounds of tomatoes and give this child to me?"

It is the individual who can hear that the aunt is joking, wishing that the silence is always good to talk, but when he heard this, he was slightly unhappy and frowned. He said seriously: "Auntie, this is my daughter, not for sale."

When he was serious, he amused the two aunts and was about to say something. The group climbed over and hugged Dad’s arm and said, "The sound is not sold, the sound is daddy, grandma is good or bad, the sound is not. selling!"

She repeated a sentence repeatedly, the sound is not sold, how can I sell the sound?

The group heard that this grandmother told her father to buy herself. She couldn’t hear the jokes between the adults. She was afraid that Dad would give her to her grandmother. After she finished, she would still sell the food to her father. Don’t take her as a taker. Head sold to Grandma.

The squad said that it was done, standing on the slate table, half a body taller than the dish, and a pair of small short legs hidden inside.

She forked her little fat waist, and Xiaoyin began to scream, and learned to sell the TV as an adult: "Sell vegetables, buy vegetables, and tender and delicious dishes to buy!"

The squad is very hard, and the tender little milk sounds are especially unique among the screams of the aunts and aunts. Several people have been attracted, and then the little corps has grown to be a jade, like a little jade. A little fat face saw someone coming over and blinking at the moment, how to see how to feel fun, the mood will be better.

Come over are a few aunts and aunts who are flustered. The food market is a daily routine. If you encounter something good, you can grab the hand to buy it home for the first time. If you don’t see it, simply Do not buy, anyway, there is nothing missing.

It’s because of the leisure time and the excitement. Look at this booth is a three-year-old child who is rushing to sell.

The aunt and aunt stared at the group with great interest. They did not ask the adults who could be the main agents. They asked the children and asked how to sell them. How to sell them.

The word dumplings on the board are not recognized except 123456. They point to the board and let them see. "It's the price above, it's affordable. The dish is the morning sound and the dad picks it with his grandparents. It's very fresh. The tomatoes are very sweet and the sound has been eaten by myself."

The troupe has an innate talent. She can always let people listen to her. Even if she is three years old, her expression ability is not too good. The aunt and aunt are willing to listen to her, and the little milk voice speaks softly. A grandfather and grandma, called it sweet.

She also looked serious, and she was very sincere when she looked at people with big round eyes. The dumplings really wanted to sell the dishes. After they sold out, they could earn Dad’s three hundred dollars for Grandpa, and they could Dad lives in a big house, and there is no better thing than this.

Anyway, it is easier than a bottle, and the dumpling thinks so!

In the face of a lot of strange grandparents' questions, the group tried to stretch their faces, fearing jokes, and trying to make themselves look more reliable. The little hands were behind, a little boss.

The crowd looked at each other and laughed. They watched the crowd and watched the fun. They stood and listened to the group and said that once the group stopped, they continued to give her a problem and asked her questions.

I don’t want to worry about my daughter’s communication with outsiders. When I am three years old, my child’s ability to learn is strong, and the plasticity is also strong. At this time, it’s not a bad thing to talk to outsiders. He just sits and looks at it. His three-year-old daughter gave people a dish.

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