The two men sat on the stall, and the old man who sold the bean flowers came to inquire, and the cloud said, "Two bowls of bean flowers."

When the old man brought up the bean flower again, he seemed to recognize the sky and said with a smile: "Young man, it seems that our family's bean blossoms are so good that your daughter-in-law likes wow, the last time I brought a copy, this time I brought it to eat."

Last time?

daughter-in-law?

The beads that were about to open their mouths to eat bean flowers were frightened by the words they heard, opened their mouths, and could not speak.

“Cough, cough!”The sky was drinking water, and the old man was hoarded with horror and coughed.

“She’s a man, how can you say she’s my daughter-in-law?”The languish cloud smiled and looked at the bream, laughing and asking the old man who was already rubbing another table.

"Hey, old man, I have sold beans all my life, and the people I have seen can't count, this person, you can see five or six nine at a glance."She is a girl, and, looking closely, it is a little resemblance to you, and this is what people call a husband and wife."

“Cough, cough!”

This time the change was choking.You think you’re a kid too, right?My husband can't talk!

She did not know that she was following Uncle Yun to eat tung bean blossoms, and she was also seen as husband and wife, should she cry or laugh?

“Slow down and drink some water.”The sky was amused by the old man's words, and saw that the thorns were sad, and quickly poured her a glass of water and handed it over.

Couples?

Oh, if he is really just an ordinary man, really just a pig, then, like the little girl on the mud, when she grows up, he really wants to marry home.

But he is not.

He is the prince, and there are a lot of people behind him who are related to his interests; there are a lot of people who chase him.

Every day he lived was earned, and he didn’t know what day he would live.Perhaps, suddenly, he was killed and never saw the sun rise again.

He also thought about the hot days of his wife and children, but he did not deserve it.The girl who follows him will also be involved in such a life, will live every day, be chased and killed, and will live a day of fear.

Thinking of this, he looked at the budding lightly and bowed his head to eat his own bean blossoms.

No longer coughing, the breath of calm down, but also quietly eat their own things, she sensitive to find that the temperament of the sky suddenly became cold a lot.

Because of what?

Beans?Impossible.

themselves?More impossible.

Is it the old man’s word?What did the old man say?

He thought about it again, and didn’t think of a clue.I thought about it again, but it was because the old man said he was his daughter-in-law?

Doesn’t he like it when people say he’s his daughter-in-law?

If you know your weaknesses, you know how to stimulate you.I thought to myself with a laugh.

After eating the bean blossoms, the sky took the thorns directly to the most popular vegetable market.

He looked around and saw that the people who were walking in and out were grandmothers or domestic servants with baskets, shaking their heads to the clouds.

“Not here?”The clouds are surprised.

"No, I can't sell a few here."The sky is surprised, this girl, even the movement of selling here and not selling know?Look at the tone of her speech, like a business veteran as confident.

The cloud asked, “Where do you want to sell it?”

He thought, “Is there a street that basically rich people often visit?”Or is it something that sells more valuable?”

"Yes, but your little basket, are you sure you went to such a place and sold it?"The clouds are surprised.

"Yes, you can take me."He said confidently.

She believes that from ancient times to today, no matter what dynasty or world, the human mind is the same.

When the sky once again led the lilies to a more prosperous street, Xiao Ping looked at the crowd of the river, looked at the shops on both sides, and showed a happy smile on his face, "Uncle Yun, here!"

Then the sky turned away.

“What a strange man!”He groaned a word, did not care for the clouds, found a vacant space, put the back of the basket on the ground, opened the lid, took out five small boxes from the basket, put it on the lid of the big basket, crouched on the side, observed the past crowd.

For these things, Neon is not in a hurry to sell, a day's time, but she observed what these people are, thinking about what is the most appropriate to sell here.

In this road shopping, basically more young, like the older aunts who just met in the mouth of the food market, there are much less on this side.

On the contrary, most of the rich women who look like rich people come out shopping with their daughters or girls.

I looked around the shops again, a little hearted shop, rouge shop, tavern and ready-to-wear shop, and also cloth piles.

"Pure handmade storage box, you can put the girls private small box, like people to see it!" 」Suddenly, he shouted in the street.

Her cry drew at once a good little girl and wife from the crowd.

Can you put a little girl's private box?

The box did not know what it was, but the little girl's private possession was obviously more attractive.

When the time was small, there was a circle around the hustle.But people are basically around to see, and the people who have bought have not yet.

Look no one to buy, just look, the eyes of the ring, immediately have another idea.

She picked up a red-colored box and opened it, revealing the fine rattan strips inside.

"Look, this is a box made up of non-talking, but well-in-spoken men.Take a closer look, does it feel good?Then look at this flower cloth, which was carefully selected by a gentle and kind woman, and carefully stitched up.They think that such a combination will be the best love for this box.In fact, for this box, there is a beautiful love story...”

Under the foil of the wonderful story told by the three-inch tongue, twenty boxes were soon sold and only three were left.

And, the price, very satisfied with the tidyl, a fifty-text.If Liu Erlong had come to sell, he would have sold the five coins.

The remaining three, one of them, was the one who had no flower cloth and was stitched with black cloth to embroider a pig's head.

The world, black, is not loved by women, they love, mostly those warm colors of pure or mixed colors.For example, pink, pale pink, yellow, and so on.

“Brother, I want these two!”At this time, a well-dressed young man came up and squatted in front of the stall.

Thesis - -

Here comes the third, baby, today's update is over!

Tomorrow is still six o'clock in the morning, five minutes between each one!