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But he can't help but say hello to people. The reason why he doesn't like to talk is that there is less communication. There are not many people around him, and he doesn't communicate. He always forgets, and slowly it becomes like this.

Wu Xie took the boy's hand, and the two squeezed into the crowd, watching the fat man pick fish. He took a look and pointed at a fish and said, "I think that one is good, very lively."

The young man nodded in agreement.

This is a common sight contest between him and the younger brother when they go to the vegetable market. Wuxie is of course the winner. Although the younger brother doesn't understand some things, he believes that no matter whether it is an animal or a plant, they are all developing and active. He is quite good at seeing the vitality of something.

Fatty is the chef, and when it comes to choosing ingredients he prefers to make them more delicious and with better taste.

Xiaohua and the blind man stood on one side, watching them discuss. As for how they squeezed in, it was all thanks to the blind man, who quickly got Xiaohua in and then slipped in. This area was for selling fish, and there were fish scales, fish entrails, and blood all over the floor. After seeing clearly, the blind man stroked his glasses and regretted letting Xiaohua in.

Xiaohua glanced at him and said, "What's the big deal? I've killed people before. I love cleanliness. Don't treat me like a little girl. I really won't touch anything dirty."

The blind man shook his head: "It's different. You like to be clean, which is not comparable to what you have done. How about I carry you on my back, or you step on my feet."

Xiaohua took a step forward, her clean and expensive leather shoes standing on a pool of blood: "This will make you dirty. You know I don't like dirt."

The blind man smiled helplessly and put his arm around his shoulders: "Hua Er~ I kind of want to give you a kiss."

"Thinking about it."

After buying the fish, Fatty led his men to the next place, where chickens were sold. Some of the chickens here were raised with feed, but some were free-range chickens that were raised at home. Fatty often bought these things and could tell the good from the bad at a glance.

Before Wuxie and the little brother reached the fat man, they were stopped by a chick on the way.

The young man stared at the chirping chicks, refusing to move or look away.

Wu Xie: "There are chickens at home. You have several chickens. If you raise big chickens and small chickens together, the small chickens will be pecked by the big chickens. It's not safe."

The young man squatted down and put his hand into the small frame. One or two chicks were not afraid and rubbed his hand docilely. Seeing this, the young man looked up at Wuxie and whispered, "Two."

Wuxie felt uncomfortable with his gaze, so he cleared his throat and bought the two chicks.

There was no place to put the two little chicks, so Wuxie bought a small basket and asked the boy to hold them. The chicks were restless in the basket and always wanted to see the outside world. Every time they came out, they were pushed back by the boy, as if they were playing a game.

Wuxie had no choice but to hold his arm to prevent him from getting lost.

The blind man and Xiaohua did not continue to follow. After Xiaohua left, a bloody footprint was left on the ground, which made the blind man feel uncomfortable. He knew that Xiaohua liked to be clean, and another reason was that she had been stained with too many dirty things.

"Hua Er~ I'm going to tell you a secret, but you have to let me carry you on my back for a while. I want to be close to you."

Xiaohua found a stall selling plants, looked left and right, and picked out a pot of succulents.

"Hua'er~Xiaohua~Huaye~Xiaojiuye~"

The stall owner looked at the blind man with a strange look and whispered to Xie Yuchen, "Is his eyesight not good?"

Xiaohua nodded: "My brain is not good either."