Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

It's better to believe in a ghost than to believe in her.

He Yihai saw her looking at the dead prey on the cart and guessed that she was trying to take advantage of him again, so he was about to ignore her and walk away.

Unexpectedly, the woman withdrew her gaze and looked at herself.

Peaceful and strange.

She said: "It's normal for you not to believe it. I'm just making things clear."

After saying that, he nodded slightly to him, turned around and strode forward with the backpack on his back.

Thick fog quickly obscured his vision.

He Yihai froze in place, taking a long time to come back to his senses. By the time he came to his senses, the woman was no longer in front of him.

He pushed the cart forward and said to himself doubtfully, "I've become more rational."

In the past, if people said something a little harsh, she would yell or even hit them.

A complete lunatic without any reason.

It seems that the beating was effective.

There is only one main road leading to the county town, and there are villages along the way. Li Xiaoyu walked into the village and walked along the village path.

I saw that most people had already gotten up.

She put her hand on the junction of her chin and throat, squeezed it twice with a little force, and took a deep breath.

He shouted at the top of his voice: "Meat buns and big steamed buns, delicious and not sticky."

The shout scared all the dogs in the village and started barking.

Most of the dogs in the village are free-range, and few are tied with leashes, perhaps because they smell the meat.

Several dogs followed her one after another.

Li Xiaoyu looked back at the pastoral dogs and was really afraid that they would pounce on him.

She picked up a long wooden stick from the roadside and held it in her hand to prevent any dogs from pouncing on her so that she could react in time.

She shouted as she walked.

Soon someone called her over and said, "You who sells buns, come up here. I want to buy some meat buns."

Except on market days, people in the village usually wait for the peddler to come to buy things.

The sound came from the hillside. Li Xiaoyu looked up and saw a middle-aged man with dark skin.

She replied with a smile: "Okay."

Walking up the path, Li Xiaoyu discovered that the family lived in a tiled house, so he thought that their conditions must be good.

As soon as she walked into the yard, she saw five children running out.

They excitedly surrounded me and shouted, "There are meat buns to eat."

The middle-aged man had just finished rinsing his mouth. He put the gourd ladle on the windowsill of the kitchen, tore off a handkerchief, and walked towards Li Xiaoyu while wiping his hands.

“How much are the meat buns?”

Li Xiaoyu put the backpack on the ground and lifted the cloth covering it.

She cut this piece of cloth from an old dress.

She replied politely, "Uncle, meat buns are four cents each, and steamed buns are two cents each."

The uncle walked up to her and looked at the dogs following behind her. He knew these dogs, as they were all raised by the villagers.

Looking down at the fist-sized bun, he asked with a little doubt: "Meat buns in the city are five cents each."

"You're selling this meat cheap because it's not fresh?"

This man speaks bluntly, but he has no bad intentions.

Li Xiaoyu kept smiling and explained in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Uncle, I bought the meat in the city yesterday. The reason why it is one cent cheaper is that the buns in the city are kept warm in the stove. I steamed it and then carried it out to sell."

"The buns have slowly cooled down along the way, so they are only a penny cheaper."

The most important thing in running a small business is sincerity.

Most of the people who buy things are from the countryside. If you try to play tricks on them, you will cut off your own source of income.

As long as one person says something bad about you, the whole village will know about it the next day, and the news will even become more and more outrageous.

Hearing this, the uncle looked at the girl, who was about nineteen years old, with great surprise.

"You are honest."

Li Xiaoyu stood straight without showing any cowardice.

"Uncle, only if you treat your customers honestly will you get repeat customers," she said with a smile.

As the saying goes, don’t hit someone with a smiling face.

"Give me seven."

The uncle also laughed, and he turned back and shouted to the kitchen: "Mother, bring out a basin."

Put seven buns in the bowl, and Li Xiaoyu put one more in.

She handed the basin to the woman in coarse cloth and said to them with a smile: "Uncle, aunt, I just came out to do business today. You are my first customers. I am giving you an extra one. Please don't think it is too little."

Logically speaking, there are so many people in the uncle's family, so she should send a few more.

It's just that I'm powerless at the moment.

The couple looked at each other, wondering how this girl was able to do business.

He is also quite generous with money.

"Thank you, young lady. Here are twenty-eight cents. Keep them."

Li Xiaoyu took the money, counted it, put it in his wallet, and nodded to them: "Thank you, uncle."

When they left, the five children waved to Li Xiaoyu.

"Goodbye sister."

She was in a very good mood as she met such a nice family right after the opening, and she waved to them with a smile.

"Goodbye."

She went from village to village selling it.

Because they are one cent cheaper, the buns sell very quickly, but not many steamed buns sell.

As they walked out of the county town, a man in ragged clothes called out to her, "Seller, I want to buy a steamed bun."

Looking at the man's dirty face.

Li Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment. She was not discriminating against this person, but was worried that he could not give her two cents.

After thinking about it, he took a steamed bun from the backpack.

She held the steamed bun in her left hand and extended it to him with her right hand, ready to pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other.

The moment he saw the white steamed buns, the man's eyes lit up. He swallowed greedily, as if he hadn't eaten for several days.

Noticing the change in his eyes, Li Xiaoyu also became alert.

The man saw that she was thin and small, with lively eyes. Although her skin was not as white as the daughters of wealthy men, it was not rough either.

He had observed that the women in Shu generally had good skin.

You can tell at a glance that he is someone who has never suffered.

He just snatched it away.

Li Xiaoyu didn't want to get entangled with him any longer, so when he tried to snatch the steamed bun, he strode forward and blocked his way.

He lowered his voice and said, "I'll count to three. Either give me the buns back or give me the money."

This man was not from Shu. He took a big bite of the steamed bun and looked at her provocatively.

He cursed in the newly learned Sichuan dialect: "I am nothing, stupid woman."

Li Xiaoyu did not get angry. She bit her inner lip and counted calmly.

"one."

"two."

“I’ve counted to three for you. Come and hit me if you dare,” the man said and prepared to bite the bun again.

Li Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly and uttered the last word quietly: "Three."

After she finished speaking, she put down the backpack.

Seeing this, the man was ready to beat her up and snatch all the buns in her backpack.

The two rushed towards each other.

When the man rushed over, Li Xiaoyu clenched her left hand into a fist. She did not dodge or evade. She grabbed the man's arm and punched him directly in the stomach.

With a sound of "Ah", the steamed bun in the man's mouth popped out.

After a moment, he fell to the ground in pain, holding his stomach and rolling around.

She was still cursing, "Damn it, the women in your Shu area are so petite, why are they so fierce?"

Li Xiaoyu picked up the half-piece of steamed bun that fell on the ground and glared at him, "Do you think I'm joking when I count to three?"

Unfortunately, this scene was seen by He Yihai who came into the city.