Quan Shao dotes on his 'wife'

Tianhai City is located next door to the capital of Huaxia Kingdom. It is not considered prosperous yet, but when night falls, there are still many pedestrians on the street, especially the famous night market on West Street. The city seems to be covered with a black veil. Under the illumination of the orange street lamps, the West Street Night Market presents a noise that does not belong to the night.

Hawkers' hawking, pedestrians' haggling, noise from roadside food stalls, all the noisy voices were mixed together. When Ye Zhou took Pan Xiangdong's hand and entered West Street, passers-by all looked at them in amazement. , Pan Xiangdong in a T-shirt and denim is still tall and handsome, full of domineering domineering, while Ye Zhou, with a too slender body and a height of about 170 cm, is undoubtedly weak and bully for a man, but now he wears a wig and wears Wearing a white dress, the slender and slender figure is undoubtedly very attractive, especially the exposed half of the snow-white calf, anyone who sees it can't help but pounce on it.

"Daughter-in-law, tell me the truth, did I do something wrong?"

Holding him in the night market, Pan Xiangdong was careful not to let the crowd touch him while talking, not to mention how aggrieved he was.

"Huh? No."

It seems that he didn't get his point. Tao Huayan looked around. He is still very interested in the night market of this era. Although the level of excitement cannot be compared with that of 30 or 30 years later, the gadgets sold on the street They are very real, and there are many folk snacks that have been lost after [-] or [-] years.

"Then why do you change Fang's punishment for me?"

If it wasn't for punishing him, why would he dress like this and show off?

"Who punished you? Ouch, there is also a sugar blower. I haven't seen it for many years."

Before finishing a sentence, Ye Zhou pulled him excitedly and ran towards a sugar blower's stall. In his memory, when he was still very young, his parents took him to the park to play and met a sugar blower. It seems that I have never seen it again. After 30 or [-] years, this folk art snack has basically disappeared.

"What's so good about it? It makes you look so old."

Pan Xiangdong, who was dragged away by him, turned his resentment back to his resentment. Seeing him so happy, he also showed a smile on his face. Ye Zhou, who let go of his guard for a while, blurted out without thinking: "It's very old, master. , Help me blow a little rabbit."

Ye Zhou was too focused on the master of the sugar blower, and Ye Zhou didn't seem to realize that he had said something wrong. Pan Xiangdong, who was following behind him, had a flash in his eyes. After looking at him deeply for a long time, a smile appeared on his lips, but He didn't mean to ask any more questions. He knew that Ye Zhou had a secret a long time ago, but he didn't want to pursue it. He believed that he would tell him when the time was right.

"Okay, do you want to blow it yourself or let me blow it?"

The master of the sugar blower had just blown a sugar figure and handed it to a little boy who was about six or seven years old. When he turned around, he saw a very beautiful woman looking at him excitedly. A lump of fudge about the size of a thumb was squeezed out of the basin, and he was kneading the fudge in his hands while talking.

"Can I blow it myself? I want to blow it myself."

Hearing that you can blow it by yourself, Ye Zhou was as excited as a child immediately. After the master squeezed the soft candy, he took a long and thin sugar thread and handed it to him: "Blow it slowly with it in your mouth, yes, that's it, Blow a little bit"

Ye Zhou blew air gently with the sugar thread in his mouth, and the lump of soft candy in front slowly swelled up. After being kneaded by the master's skillful hands, the rabbit's figure quickly came out. The master skillfully squeezed out the ears and The limbs and eyes were added, and the chubby rabbit was formed. Then the master instructed Ye Zhou to spit out the sugar thread, picked up a thin bamboo stick, dipped some sugar in the sugar bowl, and carefully inserted it into the rabbit. In his stomach, he signaled to Ye Zhou to blow two breaths before cutting off the sugar thread.

"Your little rabbit, thank you for fifty cents."

Handing him the cut sugar thread and the bunny, the master smiled all over his face.

"Thank you."

After taking the sugar thread and throwing it into his mouth, Ye Zhou excitedly held up the little rabbit that he blew out. Pan Xiangdong took out the money and handed it over in a timely manner, hugged him and continued to walk forward: "I can't see that my wife is still alive." Have a girly heart."

In Pan Xiangdong's perception, only women and children would like this kind of gadget. He didn't expect that Ye Zhou, who usually looks weak but is actually sturdy, would like it so much.

"Can you talk? What a girlish heart, I am still a child at heart, do you think everyone is as devoid of humanity as you are?"

Ye Zhou, who was on his head, glared at him fiercely when he heard the words. He knows what a fart. If this is put in 30 or [-] years, not to mention craftsmen of sugar blowers, even sugar painters are not common. I miss my childhood.

"Yes yes yes, I am devoid of humanity, I am inhuman, as long as your childlike innocence is still alive?"

Pan Xiangdong held his forehead speechlessly, and then murmured in a low voice, "Why don't you say you've rejuvenated yourself?"

"I'm going to be rejuvenated, do you know what your current behavior is called?"

No way, his whisper was within the range of Ye Zhou's hearing. Ye Zhou bit off half of the rabbit's body with a click, and turned around with a sly smile on his face. Weakly said: "Don't you just want to say that I'm a wretched child, what's the big deal? As long as it's you, Ye Zhou, even if you're still a baby boy, labor and management can still be wretched."

"How dare you be more shameless, Uncle Dong?"

Ye Zhou immediately made him dumbfounded, his soul was so shameless that he had no bottom line, if he was really a baby boy, he would probably be scared to pee.

"Uncle fart, why don't you call Dad?"

Every time he hears him call him uncle, Pan Xiangdong feels all kinds of upset. Don't look at him as if he doesn't have any pressure to tease him or anything. Deep down, he really cares about the age gap between them. I'm afraid One day he will think he is too old.

"father!"

In terms of lack of integrity, Ye Zhou didn't seem to be lagging behind. He yelled his father so crisply that even Pan Xiangdong couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching wildly. Why did he have the illusion of being a real father?

"Ha ha"

It’s rare to be able to deal with their brother Dong. Ye Zhou solved the sugar man in his hand three times, five times and two times. His voice should have changed, but Ye Zhou didn't. In addition, he was wearing a skirt and a wig at this time. Even if his voice was not as pleasant as that of ordinary girls, no one could tell that he was a man.

"Sell clothes, sell them wholesale, three pieces for ten yuan, pick whatever you want, don't miss it when you pass by..."

The two passed by a stall selling clothes, and the boss spread a plastic sheet on the ground, and piles of clothes were piled on it, and the sound was very loud through the loudspeaker, and Ye Zhou also pulled Pan Xiangdong up to it, and piled it on the ground The clothes are all pure cotton t-shirts and vests, some for adults and a small amount of children's clothes, ten yuan for three is undoubtedly quite cheap.

Pure cotton clothes are most suitable for working. They are sweat-absorbent and comfortable. Ye Zhou squatted on the ground like an aunt to pick and choose, which attracted the attention of many people. You know, it is usually a beautiful woman like him. It's impossible to look at this kind of street stall, not to mention the tall and stalwart Pan Xiangdong behind him.

"I want all these clothes, the boss will count them."

It seemed that he didn't feel any strange stares from others. After a while, Ye Zhou stood up holding a lot of clothes. The salesman was a young man who looked to be in his 20s. Seeing that he was so calm and handsome, A little blush could not help appearing on his dark face, and he stared at him foolishly for a long time without taking his clothes.

"What are you looking at? Are the clothes for sale?"

Seeing this, Pan Xiangdong slammed forward with a threatening aura, so frightened that the boss hurriedly took the clothes from Ye Zhou's hands: "Sell, sell..."

The more he was like this, the more upset Pan Xiangdong became. Ye Zhou shook his head and clasped his fingers tightly, which comforted him a little.

"There are twenty pieces in total, big and small, do you want to add one more?"

The boss quickly counted the clothes, and seeing their fingers clasped together, he consciously didn't dare to stare at him anymore.

"Well, let's add one more. Brother Dong will give you the money. You will pay for all the expenses today."

It was a bit inconvenient to wear a skirt, and he couldn't carry money on his body, so Ye Zhou spent Pan Xiangdong's money with peace of mind.

"It's fine if you're always this good."

After paying the money and taking the clothes, Pan Xiangdong looked at him with intertwined eyes showing pampering and helplessness. He never wanted to spend his money. He Zhigao's 300 yuan and the remaining 20 million yuan were all thrown into the bank by him, and he hasn't touched a penny so far.

"Isn't it easy for me to spend your money? Why don't you marry me sooner?"

Holding his arm intimately, Ye Zhou raised his head and smiled sweetly. Compared with those high-end places, he prefers to stroll and date Pan Xiangdong in such poor night markets.

"You can do it anytime you want."

His eyes deepened, and Pan Xiangdong spoke very seriously. With his ability, it would be no problem to get a marriage certificate.

"marry me?"

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Zhou deliberately joked that they all knew that if they wanted to get married, it was not as simple as a marriage certificate.

"Which one of us is with whom? I can marry you. Didn't I call your husband last time?"

He bent his elbow and bumped him, Pan Xiangdong blinked ambiguously after finishing speaking, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him marrying Ye Zhou, and no one stipulated that Ye Zhou must marry him, they were all men, why did he just marry Ye Zhou? Can't marry?

"Uh, don't mention calling me my husband again. How can anyone call you as disgusting as you?"

While speaking, Ye Zhou deliberately shook his body to prove that he was really disgusting.

"Wow, how dare you think labor and capital are disgusting, see if I don't fix you!"

"Haha...don't, Brother Dong, I was wrong...Brother Dong..."

"It's useless to admit your mistakes, let me catch you and you're finished."

"Ha ha"

Talking and making noise, the two actually started chasing each other in the night market. Wherever they passed, their happy laughter was scattered everywhere.

only……

bump.

"Fuck, who the hell hit labor and management, did the eyes grow on the butt?"

I heard that extreme joy begets sorrow. Although the night market is not crowded, it is impossible to let them run with their feet loose. Ye Zhou, who was running in front, turned his head to look at Pan Xiangdong behind him, and accidentally collided with someone. His slender body His body was staggered immediately. If Pan Xiangdong hadn't stepped forward to catch him extremely quickly, he would have fallen on his back, and the scenery under his skirt had been completely exposed.The man he bumped into looked like he was in his 30s, he was very tall, and he looked sloppy, and behind him were nearly a dozen people in their 20s and 30s, all with killer hairstyles. A group of young people like this is not a serious person.