Back To 1992 [MTL]

31-32

Chapter 31: Shame

The town is not big, and there are scattered shops on the side of the national highway. Because of the Spring Festival, the small store is full of people, which makes the store owner too busy to close his mouth.

Zhou Laigui's stall was placed under the wooden door building of the Qing Dynasty, and Zhou Baozhu's trap stall was also nearby.

In addition, there is an old teacher next to him who wrote the word Spring Festival couplets. It is not expensive and the requirements are low. 50 cents can fill the chicken cage and duck coop grain bag.

However, more than a dozen families set up stalls. If the business is good, it is still Zhou Baozhu's trap. The little man stood there and said to a group of adults, "Fin line, line up, come one by one. Don't worry, I can make up for it.

"Uncle, come and maintain order for me." Zhou Baozhu was busy sweating. Seeing that everyone was still there, you pushed me, so he called Liu Xiang to come and help.

As he said yesterday, Liu Xiang pulled out a passage with red wool and asked everyone to stand in line.

Zhou Baozhu took the money and gave him ten circles. The man got the circle, took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes, and finally hit a flowery hairline.

"Congratulations, sister Hexi. You are so lucky. You will be hit all of a sudden. This year will definitely be prosperous and smooth sailing." Zhou Baozhu gave her the hair ring and said a lot of auspicious words.

The man was about the age of Liu Fang. Hearing a little girl from Zhou Baozhu calling her sister, he smiled happily. When he was happy, he took another dime and said that she would set another five circles.

Zhou Baozhu collected money and took the circle, while Liu Xiang beside him became much more nervous. He stared at his big eyes for fear that others would be tricked and make Zhou Baozhu lose money.

While selling goods, Liu Fang and his wife looked at their daughter's bustle from time to time. Seeing that her small stall was not messy, they couldn't help saying to Zhou Laigui, "I don't think you are as smart as your daughter. Look at her, two wool ropes let everyone line up obediently."

Zhou Laigui was also a little envious when he saw that his daughter had a good business. It was really strange. Some of his hair clips were only a dime. Why did he have to go to his daughter's circles one by one?

But it makes sense to think about it. If you get a penny, you can get a clip for a penny, or you can make money.

It's just that someone took away three clips in a while. Can my daughter really make money?

Zhou Laigui thought in his heart that he always felt that his daughter was going to lose money, and he also thought that if her daughter cried, he would give her more New Year's money during the Spring Festival.

Zhou Baozhu greeted her with a smile. Even if others were hit by a valuable hairpin, her face had not changed. She always said good words and smiled.

Naturally, the people in the trap are happy. If they don't win, they will lose a few cents when they think about it, and they don't care. Everyone joined in a lively play together, and the laughter came after another, attracting many people.

Zhou Bao'an was attracted. Although he was not interested in the head and hair clips all over the ground, he liked the game of the trap itself very much.

"Mom, Mom, I want to play too." Zhou Bao'an refused to leave. He couldn't wait to lie on the ground and roll and play twice.

Compared with Zhou Baozhu's capable and intelligent, Wang Aiping can't wait to stuff her naughty son back and be reborn.