Chapter 15

But fortunately, Su Chan thought from the dialectical perspective of practice and finally didn't buy two kilograms of raw pork. Otherwise, Li Yundong was afraid that he didn't want to watch these two kilograms of raw pork cry and laugh.

Thinking of this, Su Chan wandered from the meat stall to the vegetable stall and thought in her heart: since this guy can't eat fire, then eat something cool to reduce fire!

Fish makes phlegm, meat makes fire, radish and cabbage keep safe!

Su Chan looked in front of the vegetable stall, chose a full carrot, and then wanted to choose a handful of cabbage, but she thought, and finally thought: she doesn't eat raw cabbage. This guy probably won't eat raw cabbage?

So Su Chan put down the cabbage in her hand, looked left and right, selected a long and thick cucumber, and secretly thought of what the food therapy Sutra said: cucumber is cool and sweet, can produce saliva, quench thirst, eliminate trouble and relieve summer heat!

It can satisfy your stomach, reduce fire and eat raw!

Ha, I'm so smart!

The little fox was so proud that he just nodded and wagged his tail.

The owner of the vegetable stall is a middle-aged aunt with a fierce face. She is staring at the little fox and exclaiming: darling, how can there be such a beautiful girl! The fox is so beautiful! Why should the man find her and be drained by her?

She saw that the men around her saw Su cicada, just like the cat smelled the fishy smell of fish. Her saliva flowed. She wanted to swallow the little fox into her stomach.

Hum! Coquettish fox!

The owner of the vegetable stall snorted coldly and turned around to see that his wife was like this!

She suddenly became angry, reached out and grabbed her wife's ear and said, "do you want to call others home to make you look good?"

The uncle was obviously a henpecked man. He immediately smiled and didn't dare to look at it again. He just looked at it with the rest of his eyes from time to time.

The aunt selling vegetables muttered and scolded the mulberry and locust in her mouth. She watched Su Chan pick a carrot and a cucumber, and then her body gradually moved away. She was angry in her heart and secretly felt that there was something wrong, but Su Chan's beautiful appearance still made her aftertaste and couldn't react.

When Su Chan went away, my aunt remembered something. She slapped her thigh heavily and scolded: "this little bitch, dead fox, didn't give money!"

After su Chan left, Li Yundong sat in his seat. His head was full of Su Chan's frowns and smiles. It was obvious that the little fox had hooked away his soul.

Until someone poked him behind him, he woke up from his fantasy: "ah, what?"

The teacher standing on the podium, with a black face, said, "classmate Li Yundong, please come up and repeat what I just said."

Li Yundong walked to the podium with a stiff head and was tongue tied. He was wandering outside the sky just now. His mind was full of little foxes. Where can he say a word?

The teacher who taught the history of ancient Chinese literature was a bald middle-aged man. When he saw that Li Yundong was speechless, he became angry and took out an old master's face to teach Li Yundong a lesson. His head couldn't lift up.

Just when the Chinese teacher had an attack and was ready to let Li Yundong go back, Su Chan rushed into the classroom.