Almighty Manor

"What are you doing?" The woman took out the vegetables from the drawer, but found that the little boy was lying on the drawer and looking inward.

"I'm looking inside ..." The little boy was excited, "Mom Mom, is this dish grown out of this box?"

"How is that possible?" The woman looked helpless.

"Then why are there such fresh vegetables in it?" The little boy didn't believe it.

"That's because there were some uncles who washed these vegetables and put them in," said the woman.

"Really?" The boy didn't believe it, or looked desperately into the drawer, and almost got into it.

The woman looked at the queue behind her, and quickly hugged the little boy. She said, "Okay, let's go home and buy again tomorrow ..."

"No, I have to watch ..." The little boy thought the drawer was particularly magical.

"Let's go." The woman was helpless, and gave the little boy a tomato in her hand. The little boy took a bite and opened her eyes suddenly: "It's delicious!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's particularly delicious!"

The woman also took a bite and her eyes narrowed suddenly.

The two were holding away a lot of vegetables and sipping tomatoes.

But less than twenty minutes later, the little boy ran back again, squatted beside the vending machine, and stared with wide eyes.

This vegetable is really delicious, and it is actually more nutritious than fruits.

Moreover, the price of these vegetables is still cheaper than fried rice fruit. Within the range of more people, they will soon form a long line before the vending machine. I am afraid there are not hundreds of them. people.

Even the three sales windows can't handle it.

And more people were agitated when they lined up, they were all worried, and they suddenly disappeared after selling vegetables.

After all, such a container can't actually hold much vegetables. Many people who come here carry big shopping bags and want to buy them, fearing that they will not be able to eat them later.

However, all the buttons of the vending machine were lit, and the words "sold out" did not appear.

Hundreds of people in the queue had finished buying, and hundreds of people came again. No vegetable was sold out yet.

And the little boy, no longer squatting to look at the drawer, he lay on the back of the container and put his head on the container, as if listening to something.

"Oh, I've been looking for you for a long time. Why are you here!" His mother came.

"Shh, I'm listening to the uncles inside." The little boy raised his finger and let his mother speak.

"What?" The woman stared.

"Really, someone is talking inside."

The woman got together.

There was a sound inside, it seemed to be some kind of incomprehensible language, as if someone was muttering.

And it doesn't seem to be alone.

The woman listened for a while, and slap on the boy's head suddenly: "Hi! Where is the sound inside, this is clearly the sound of your hungry gurgle! Come home with me, otherwise Hungry, I don't care! "

Then, no matter how the boy struggled, he dragged the boy away.

Less than half an hour later, the little boy came back. He walked around the container, knocked here, listened there, and looked very curious.

The people standing in line looked at him curiously.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was gradually westward, and it was almost evening.

Thousands of people have come to buy vegetables since the morning, and some of them have dragged their trailers and bought a lot of them.

But this automatic vegetable vending machine is still selling vegetables continuously, and none of the buttons are empty.

When the woman came to call the little boy for dinner again, she was surprised.

"Really? You haven't seen any uncles, just those Uncle White Bears who opened the door and put the vegetables inside?"

"No, it really isn't!" The little boy said seriously.

"That's weird ..." The woman couldn't help but walk around the vending machine.

How can there be so many vegetables on such a big machine!

"It must be when you go back for dinner, Uncle Bai Xiong has packed vegetables." She finally came to such a conclusion.

However, no matter how strange this vending machine was, it was not as important as supper. She still dragged her son away.

At over eight in the evening, the little boy wrapped in a blanket and appeared in front of the vending machine again.

In the current Dongdu District, there is no street light because of insufficient power supply. Only the window of the fruit house in the farm garden just shined through.

Because there are no street lights, and almost no one comes out at night, the city that never sleeps is truly in darkness.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the last person who came to buy vegetables had already left with a lot of vegetables contentedly, and the 48 grids were still lit.

The little boy reached the display, tiptoeed, and pressed on the screen.

The sound of Didi Didi kept sounding.

"% @@ #! @ # ￥ @!" There was an incomprehensible voice.

The little boy looked around, still pressing tirelessly.

Just then, the drawer was opened, with a few tomatoes in it.

The little boy suddenly pierced his head into the drawer, and then yelled, "Ha, uncle, hello!"

Over the drawer, an aggressive face suddenly closed back.

The boy was holding the tomato in excitement and shouted happily: "Thank you Uncle for sending me tomatoes! Thank you Uncle!"

He happily took a few sips of tomatoes and heard a click.

The drawer was automatically locked, and a cover over the screen.

This uncle is a bit shy ...

The little boy thought about it, turned around and ran: "Mom Mom! Sure enough an uncle lives in the vending machine!"

The night gradually came down. At about nine o'clock in the evening, a group of angry guys ran to the vending machine, smashing and beating with a stick, and smashing for a long time, not even a little pothole left on it.

They also set a fire on, but the flames burned for a long time and could not burn anything.

In anger ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ They sprayed a lot of red paint on the vending machine, but a gust of wind blew through, and the pieces of paint peeled off ...

The angry populists left helplessly.

After another hour, at more than ten o'clock in the evening, a thick fog suddenly enveloped the vending machine.

Vaguely heard the switch sound of "click", two minutes later, the fog disappeared again, as if nothing had happened.

...

Early the next morning, the mother and son went out.

"By the way, we go to the ATM to get some cash and buy some daily necessities. It seems that there are still many places that cannot be swiped." The woman and the little boy found an ATM and took the money.

After withdrawing the money, the little boy suddenly bowed to the cash machine: "Thank you Uncle!"

"what are you doing?"

"Thank you to my uncle who lives in the cash machine!" Said the little boy.