Everyone around applauded. This was the first time I saw such a wonderful fight on the street.

No, it should be said to be unilateral suppression.

Several small vendors next to them who were blackmailed by these young men came over to chat with Uncle Cui and said goodbye.

In the future, I can also benefit from these young people without being bullied.

Uncle Cui is a person who can't stand others' good things.

I heard the praises from several people.

He hugged his fist and said with a silly voice: "Don't worry, as long as I, Cui Mianli, can I help you, just speak."

Several small vendors thanked each other repeatedly.

Put some of the special products on your stall and take them over.

Looking at the dried sweet potatoes, the packaged sauce noodles and the rouxyaki mos.

Uncle Cui pushed away repeatedly, and several small vendors were enthusiastic: "Please accept it, it's not worth much money."

"Yes, they are all made by themselves, which is not worth it. I think my sister-in-law and your niece haven't eaten yet, so this is just enough to save money on supper."

A vendor next to him grabbed him and signaled him not to speak.

He smiled and said, "I know that you want to take your niece to have a big meal. Let's have some snacks first."

Everyone thought Su Mo and Lin Meimei were Cui Mianli's relatives.

Uncle Cui had no choice but to thank him and accept it.

The crowd gradually dissipated, and Uncle Cui put away the popcorn pot, and the lotus next to him helped to collect the basket and the like.

I saw that Lotus can take a few steps now.

Su Mo also felt happy.

"Don't do anything, you're dirty. Just clean up your clothes."

Seeing Su Mo and Lin Meimei helping to collect things, Lianhua quickly stopped it.

Give them the dried sweet potatoes that someone just gave: "Please take these little snacks and watch them, and we will pack them in a while."

Seeing that Lianhua really didn't let them do it, Su Mo had to stand aside without any hindrance.

Lin Meimei had nothing to worry about. She was so scared just now that she was so scared that she happily squinted her eyes when she ate the dried sweet potatoes: "It's really delicious, especially soft, sweet and glutinous."

"If I had known we would have bought more and brought them back to school to eat."

"That's not enough for you to eat."

"This is what someone gives, not much. And I have to keep some for the uncle and aunt."

Lianhua smiled and said, "Don't leave it, I will give it to Miss Su."

I heard this, I benefited from it. Well, eat more.

Lin Meimei's cheeks were bulging on both sides of her eating.

Lianhua smiled again and said, "Don't eat so much, I'll post pancakes to you later when I get home."

What's the delicious pot stickers? Or is this dried sweet potato delicious?

Eat more.

Lin Meimei has no time to talk to her.

But for a while.

Um.

It smells so good.

"Aunt, your pot sticker cake is so delicious."

Lin Meimei's tongue was burned when she ate.

This is a corn pan pasted onto the iron pot of the small pot of chicken.

Chicken soup dipped in this soft and sweet tortilla.

Lianhua smiled gently and said, "Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll post it more."

Lin Meimei is not polite at all.

It is really hard to make a foodie reserved in front of delicious food.

He waved his hand to the pot and said, "Hurry, I have wrapped all the pot in my aunt."

Looking at Su Mo eating next to her, she looks particularly delicate and pleasing to the eye.

Su Mo looked around the house and surrounded the white walls with a plastic cloth with a little grayish-lossed wall. Some of the simple ceiling hollow paper on the house were even broken, revealing the black roof, which looked like a big mouth that was chosen for people.

This house looks like a very cheap rental house, but I don’t think that Uncle Cui’s family is rich.

"Uncle Cui, are you going back to your hometown?"

Uncle Cui sighed: "The old people in his hometown are gone, and those local houses are deserted. They are sold to others, and there is no business to make a living when they go back."

It is always more difficult for people who are wandering outside to lose their roots in their hometown.

However, Uncle Cui is not the kind of person who is hard to leave his hometown.

In his life, they have seen him and Lianhua that have never been seen before.

He has experienced it as well.

It's better than people of his age.

I had always wanted to find the village surrounded by fog.

Now that we arrived at Su Mo, they felt like they had a chance again.

Lin Meimei drank too many drinks and went to the bathroom.

This is a dark and lit public toilet.

Lianhua helped her with the flashlight and took her with her.

Su Mo smiled and said, "Aunt Lianhua is in much better condition now."

Uncle Cui smiled gratefully again and said, "Yes, thanks to the prescription you gave."

But the medicine used in that prescription is still very expensive.

Of course, he didn't tell Su Mo about this.

According to their current income level.

I'm afraid I've had a hearty meal today.

Su Mo was estimating Lotus’ medicine and their income in her mind.

"Uncle Cui, do you know how to enter the black market in Gobi County?"

Uncle Cui was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned cautious.

"Miss, why do you want to go to that kind of place?"

"It's just that there's a batch of gold bars to take action."

Su Mo said it very easily.

Cui Mianli's pupils opened slightly when he heard it.

What surprised him was not only how could Su Mo have a batch of gold bars at such a young age?

Another thing is Su Mo’s trust in him.

Their warriors are rough people.

But he is the most chivalrous and righteous person.

What's more, Su Mo was a life-saving grace for the couple.

He respected Su Mo, and everything was silent.

He didn't know if this little girl could understand.

But as long as he knows that he complies.

Cui Mianli sipped a small cup of 50-degree old white wine in one go.

"Know".

"Once I was looking for someone from the master's sect because I wanted to go to the black market to buy medicine for Lianhua."

This is the first time I heard Uncle Cui talk about Master.

I have never heard of it. I think that Uncle Cui’s sect should no longer recognize him.

Sure enough, Uncle Cui felt a little sad when he talked about the master's sect.

He murmured: "I wish I could find that village."
To be continued...