Different dimension red alert world

To be honest, Wang Ling doesn't like to go to the market on weekdays, because the market always feels a bit messy, and many of the things in the market can also be purchased in stores, but they are just a bit more expensive.

However, Wang Ling's mother likes to go shopping. There are many stalls selling vegetables, fruits and various ingredients and supplies in the market. This gives her the opportunity to compare shopping and she will not miss it in almost every market. .

Of course, there are many, many people who have the same idea as my mother, so every market is very prosperous and the flow of people is relatively large.

There was no other way, Wang Ling had nothing to do now, so he simply went out with him, just to help carry some food and run errands.

The market street is very close to Wang Ling's house. Not long after they started walking, they arrived at the market. The bustling noises and cries of sellers could be heard almost non-stop. While it was lively, there was also a sense of chaos. .

My mother had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, so she wasn't surprised. Naturally, she walked to a nearby stall selling yam, picked it up, and asked about the price. However, after spending some time, I didn't buy a single yam, and obviously I had to continue going to other stalls to compare goods and prices.

Wang Ling shrugged his shoulders, feeling a little helpless. Following his mother out to the market was indeed a big test of his patience.

Continuing to walk forward, Wang Ling was looking around blankly, following his mother mechanically, when an electric tricycle in front of him that was originally driving in the middle of the road suddenly stopped, and an old lady over seventy years old got out of the driver's seat with a calm expression. I went to a roadside stall to buy fruit.

She was calm, but the electric tricycle was blocked in the middle of the road.

The road occupied by the township market is actually very wide. However, the vendors on both sides of the road each occupy a part of the road. The bustling pedestrians are also walking through the street separately, and such a tricycle is blocked in the middle. Originally, The wide road was blocked directly.

"Didi!"

"Didi!"

Not long after, a "slow-moving" black car not far away finally squeezed into this position with difficulty, but was completely blocked by the tricycle. It remained motionless and kept honking its horn impatiently.

"Hey, hey, old lady, move your tricycle, it's blocking the road!"

The sound of the horn also attracted the attention of the street manager, who hurried over, recognized whose tricycle it was, and went straight to the old lady. But the old lady was too focused on picking fruits, and the sounds in the market were a bit noisy, and she was a little hard of hearing. As a result, the administrator actually shouted for a while before she heard her. After a moment of confusion, she slowly moved the electric tricycle. He reluctantly made way for cars to pass.

However, just as the car drove past this place, it struggled to drive more than ten meters before it was blocked by a tricycle again.

Wang Ling watched this scene the whole time and sighed helplessly. This kind of scene happens every time in the market, it is not uncommon.

This is not a quality problem, but the traffic awareness in rural towns is really poor. And most of those blocking traffic are elderly people.

It’s easy for young people and middle-aged people to say that many of them walk or ride electric bikes. When they stop to buy groceries, they park their vehicles on the side of the road. But many old people don’t care about this. They just park and get off. Buy groceries. Just like being courteous to pedestrians, but pedestrians collectively run a red light; respecting the old and loving the young, but the old and blackmailing the children who know the law and break the law. The living history of these movements has indeed had a considerable impact on market traffic. Among the people who go to the market, these old people are the main force.

There is no way. Many elderly people in rural towns have never left their own land. Occasionally they go to the city, and they also go to the hospital with their children, and they come back soon. They have never received any traffic awareness or anything like that. constraints?

This situation is really difficult to manage. Every market is a large-scale siltation site.

Driving on this road, it originally only takes about two minutes to leave, but once you catch up with the market, you are lucky to be able to leave in ten minutes. There are often vehicles, and the traffic jam lasts half an hour and an hour. Therefore, those experienced drivers basically take a long way around when they catch up with the market. By going around here, they can save a lot of time.

The black car just looked like this. If it could drive out of the market in half an hour, it would be very fast.

After shaking his head, Wang Ling didn't think too much and continued to follow his mother, watching her bargaining and shopping.

"How much does a pound of tomatoes cost?" After a while, my mother squatted at a vegetable vendor's stall, picked up a plump tomato, and asked.

The stall owner hurriedly replied: "Three yuan a pound! Sister, the price of vegetables has gone up a lot this year. My place is definitely the cheapest. Look at these tomatoes, how big they are and how good they are! Take a bite and it's sour and sweet. Yes, it’s delicious!”

This stall owner is also Wang Po, who boasts about selling melons and boasts about her own tomatoes. But my mother was used to this kind of rhetoric, so she didn’t buy it at all. After putting it down, she shook her head and said, "So expensive? The store I just looked at cost 3 yuan and 70 pounds, and the quality is no worse than yours!"

The stall owner was unhappy: "Sister, don't be joking, this is definitely the cheapest one in my house!"

"It still doesn't work." Mom didn't want to talk any more and continued to shop around, leaving all the stall owners speechless.

But Wang Ling was scratching his head. He didn't follow his mother after she left. Instead, he directly picked out a batch of plump tomatoes at this stall and packed them up without negotiating the price. He paid directly.

If it's a few cents cheaper, to be honest, you can't save much. But people like my mother like to bargain and compare prices. It seems to be a special pleasure. But Wang Ling didn't like it. He didn't lack the money anyway, so he bought it directly to save trouble.

After paying the bill, Wang Ling took the plastic bag and ran after his mother. After walking a few steps, he was stunned when he saw his mother. Mom is now picking vegetables at another stall, and behind her, there is a young man, who looks quite sneaky.

Wang Ling sneaked closer, and after standing at a certain angle, he realized that this young man was a thief, and now he was secretly taking away the wallet that his mother was carrying!

Seeing this, Wang Ling felt angry and was about to catch him on the spot, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly stopped again.

Are you going to let this thief go? No, quite the opposite!

With a plan on his mind, Wang Ling snorted coldly, quickly retreated from the place, hid behind a stone, and called Xiao Hei out from the transfer station of the interdimensional system.

"Woof woof!"

Appearing in the real world, Xiao Hei seems to be quite happy.

But Wang Ling had no time to play with it. The thief had successfully succeeded and now had changed his target and was stealing the wallet of another old lady.