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The stall owner looked at the blind man with pity. After taking the money, he hesitated for a while and took out a pot of succulents and handed it to him: "Give him one too. It's a pity for him to die so young. It's not easy."

Xiaohua looked at it quietly for a few seconds, reached out to take it, and paid the stall owner some more money before leaving. Who would have it easy?

"Brother! It's on your head! On your shoulder, on your shoulder! It fell off!"

Wu Xie wasn't looking for a while, and the chicken had already bullied the boy on the head and was still running around, not afraid of falling down and breaking into a chicken pancake.

Although the market was bustling, Wuxie's voice was still quite loud. Xiaohua and the blind man could hear it from a long distance away and smiled helplessly.

"Wuxie is indeed very happy here."

The blind man was holding two pots of succulents and holding his hand: "He is such a smart guy, how could he make himself uncomfortable? When I taught him, he only used his strength on me and bullied me every day. Don't you know that I, a blind man, can't sleep well every day?"

Xiaohua didn't believe it. Judging from the blind man's behavior, it was probably him and Wuxie who had trouble sleeping, so Wuxie was the one who had trouble sleeping.

Fatty bought a lot of things, and he couldn't take them all, so he blew the small whistle hanging around his neck, which was a must-have artifact every time he took Wuxie and Xiaoge out. As soon as the whistle sounded, the two of them would come over to gather, and this time it wasn't just the two of them, Xiaohua and the blind man also squeezed over to wait.

“Tian Zhen, take these two. This, this, and this…” The fat man divided the things in his hands equally among everyone, and after making sure that nothing was missed, he announced that they were going back.

Although the golden cup is old and worn out, it still works well. I can carry it full of food and hum a little tune on my way home. The wind on the way back is sweet.

Wuxie lit a cigarette, opened the window, and continued to look at the scenery. Perhaps because he had been with the young man for too long, he also liked to stare at the scenery outside. This feeling of emptying oneself was particularly healing.

"Smoke less, little brother, you are being naive and disobedient again."

Wu Xie took a few quick puffs, put it out and threw it away: "It's been three days, this is my first one. Quitting smoking also has a process and time."

The fat man snorted and continued, "Buy some candy. I like to eat those rabbit candies. You like them too. I'll buy some in bulk later."

"Okay, good~" Wuxie stretched and looked back at the young man.

The blind man was teasing Xiao Hua, and when he saw Wu Xie turning his head to look back, and then back again, he asked in confusion, "Why do you keep looking back? Why don't you squeeze in, or sit on the dumb man's legs? Hua Er and I don't mind, right, Master Hua?"

Xiaohua pulled away his hand that was tightly around her waist: "Is there something wrong?"

Wu Xie was also stunned for a moment, then asked: "Have I watched it many times?"

The fat man continued: "Every time you get on this car, you look back. I wonder what attracts you back there. I've gotten used to it after so many times."

After saying this, Wuxie looked back again. The car was still moving, the light and shadow outside the window kept changing, and the young man's face was hidden in the dim light. But Wuxie could see that the young man was also looking at him.

"I... I just wanted to see if the little brother was there, hahahaha, it's okay, just think that there's something wrong with my neck and I need to turn around."

The fat man drove in silence. The blind man, who was always talkative, did not speak either, and the atmosphere suddenly became dull. The fat man played some light music, and everyone listened to the music, and time slowly flowed with the music.