Chapter 573： Why care so much

Chapter 573 Why do you care about so much

Until Cen Yi and Lu Zhengqing’s RV were sent away, Qiao Lingxiang remembered that after Cen Yi was kissed by her, she felt like a petrified appearance, and she wanted to laugh.

Can’t tell what the expression on Cen Yi’s face looks like, silly and stunned with surprises and surprises, and a little dissatisfied. In short, when Qiao Lingxiang thinks about it, it feels wonderful.

At the crowded flea market outside the safe area, Ban Yue caught up from behind Qiao Lingxiang. They happened to be in this free clinic.

She raised her hand and patted Qiao Lingxiang’s shoulder. Seeing her turning around, Ban Yue, who was wearing a medical garrison uniform, smiled and said:

"I saw you all the way, so I laughed as I walked, what's so happy about it?"

Qiao Lingxiang's mouth curled upwards, glanced at Ban Yue, and said:

"nothing."

After a pause, seeing Ban Yue's expression of disbelief, Qiao Lingxiang added:

"It's something that looks boring to others, but I find it funny."

As she said, she laughed again unconsciously, as if she had watched a movie that put her in a good mood and walked lightly.

Ban Yue looked at Qiao Lingxiang inexplicably, and asked curiously:

"Then what is it that other people seem to be boring, but you find it funny?"

Qiao Lingxiang smiled and described Cen with that indescribable expression again. He didn't say why Cen Yi had such an expression. He only said what his strange, happy and embarrassed expression was like.

Just thinking of it makes Qiao Lingxiang amused.

After she finished her giggling, she looked at Ban Yue again. Ban Yue looked at Qiao Lingxiang with a helpless expression, agreeing very much:

"I find it quite boring."

Perhaps the happiness in it is only known to Qiao Lingxiang. She is funny when she thinks about it, but funny when she talks about it, but others just can’t understand the laughter.

Well, Ban Yue felt that it might be really funny, so she also followed Qiao Lingxiang and laughed a few times, and stopped asking.

A fool in love.

The two of them, one helpless, and the other with a smile, passed through the vendors on both sides of the open space, and walked all the way around the safe area.

This flea market is a market where the survivors gathered on the safe zone by themselves. When they first gathered, no one deliberately did it, just because the safe zone was here.

So the survivors leaned on the edge of the safe area, spread a piece of cloth on the ground, and sold bits and pieces of supplies.

Long time and more people selling supplies, this place has gradually developed into a flea market, and security checks have gradually come out to manage this place.

Because of the security check management, the place is more and more organized, so the good order gives people a sense of security, and more people come here to set up stalls.

There is a similar flea market in Xiangcheng. I heard that Xiangcheng is not an empty city anymore. Many survivors have moved back to Xiangcheng. Wei Xingping has also maintained order in Xiangcheng. The line and task center are also pulled up.

The trading house is a large-scale flea market. Because Qiao Lingxiang still has more than a dozen stall certificates of the Xiangcheng trading house, she directly asked Wei Xingping, is the original stall certificate still valid?

Of course she hopes it will be effective, because in this way, she can charge some booth fees. Wei Xingping knew what she was thinking, and when he intervened in the management of the Xiangcheng trading house, he responded to her and admitted that the original booth certificate was Effective.

Now, it seems that it's time to pick the fruits of victory. No matter what Qiao Lingxiang said, these people from the generations of uncles and uncles have nothing to do with her.

Speaking of it, Qiao Lingxiang, Ban Yue, and Murong Xiao girls especially like to go to the flea market, which is located on the third line of defense on the battlefield and should belong to the rear of the front line.

was originally pushed forward by one line, and the safe area moved forward, and the flea market moved forward along the safe area.

However, Qiao Lingxiang felt that the current NA City security zone has developed to a large enough scale. If you need to move it, it will affect your whole body. If everyone packs their luggage and moves, it is not a simple matter. Once you put the tent away, you will set off with your luggage.

It was a turmoil.

It is better to leave the NA City safe area in place, let this place develop slowly, garrison lightly, and evacuate the NA City safe area.

Of course, she thinks so, Ye Yiming has nothing to do with it. She wants the NA City safe area to stay, so she will not move.

Therefore, there is no reason for the Southern Garrison System to be concerned about Qiao Lingxiang. This girl who is only eighteen or nine years old can almost do whatever she wants in the boundaries of the three cities of Xiangcheng, YI City, and NA City.

Then if her ambition is a little bit bigger, she can even use her ability to influence the entire south.

Have to control her, if the rushing water cannot be controlled, it will be a disaster.

And Li Wu felt very positive about this. She believed that the influence of Qiao Lingxiang was itself pathological. People who praised Qiao Lingxiang too high would cause trouble for everyone sooner or later.

In the endless stream of flea market, Li Wu watched Qiao Lingxiang and Ban Yue walking forward with eyes full of jealousy.

The people who came and went at the flea market greeted Qiao Lingxiang one after another, as if she was some kind of leader to inspect. Everyone quietly collected the **** around him, piled up a pile of supplies on his stall, and gave Well organized.

They know that she likes neatness, and even has a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, must make things look neat and tidy.

But despite this, Qiao Lingxiang walked to a stall, stopped, touched the ground with her feet, and bowed her head to the stall owner and Yan Yue:

"Your stall is sticking out too much."

The stall owners around    looked at that stall owner with condemning eyes, and everyone else’s stalls were in a straight line, placed on both sides of the road.

The stall owner named by Qiao Lingxiang is obviously a newcomer. He doesn't understand the rules very well, but his stall protrudes half way forward.

looks too obtrusive, it will kill obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The stall owner sitting on the ground cross-legged, curled his mouth, raised his head and smiled at Qiao Lingxiang:

"This, the security check didn't say anything."

What is her identity? Why do you care about so much?

The stall owners around seemed to be looking at fools. Looking at the stall owner, there were children who ran to look for security.

Qiao Lingxiang only raised her eyebrows, and she didn't say anything, but kindly reminded the stall owner that because they stretched out too much, they would be stepped on by people coming and going.

And surely, in a while, there will be a security check to take care of him.

The security check always ignores some details. After Qiao Lingxiang sees it, he will solve these problems very quickly and immediately.

Well, the security check is such nitpicking.

(End of this chapter)