Chapter 642： Trafficker

Chapter 642 Traffickers

The stalls in the vegetable market are regular and the rent is relatively high. The dishes on these stalls are all sold by vegetable vendors.

The front and rear doors of the market, as well as the places where the roads are next to the road, there are many suburban vegetable farmers, the vegetables they grow, they can be sold casually when they are not finished, fresher and less pesticides.

The cloud paintings look at the lettuce that the grandmother sells on the roadside. It is watery and tender, and I want to eat it when I look at it.

"Grandma, how much is this lettuce a pound?" asked Yun.

"It's all grown by yourself, it doesn't fight drugs, it's very fresh, a pound of money..." Grandma said in a dialect that it seems to be often sold.

"Okay, give me a name..."

"Prostitute, can find you!"

The cloud painting has not finished yet, and the arm has been stunned.

She suddenly turned back. She was a middle-aged woman who snorted and screamed at her with a snot. "You, this kid, don’t want to buy a skirt, don’t buy it for you, run away from home, I will talk to you. Dad, your brother and you, this has been looking for you all day, really mad at me, why not so sensible! Hurry and come home with us!"

A van was parked on the side of the road. The middle-aged woman was squatting on the arm of the cloud. The other two middle-aged men and a young man also came together.

Several people quickly grasped the arm of the cloud painting, and the strength was as big as the arm of the cloud painting!

For a moment, the brain of the cloud painting is blank.

She even wants to scream and ask who these people are!

They are not her parents, brother, hehe!

She doesn't know them at all!

"Now the child is really self-willed. I don't know how to understand adults at all. I don't study well at school, I love it early, I know that I love dressing up all day, just leave a house for a skirt, it's really mad!" In the same year, the women and the three men took pictures of the clouds and went to the van. The people who were rushing around said that they looked sad and sad, and that they were a mother who could not be mad at the rebellious daughter.

The people around me also pointed at the cloud painting: "Yes, the girl now is really awful, and I will learn to love it too much. We are also the prostitute downstairs. I don’t study well all day, I know. Dressing up in love, the school called parents last week, saying that the prostitute kissed a male student! It’s shameless!"

"No. When we went to school, men and women were ashamed of saying things, like they are here, they know how to fall in love at a young age. Let us know that you love beauty? Who is going through new clothes? Big change, small change, wear can not be worn, but also cut the cut soles!"

"Yeah, what is the current baby, you can't move to new clothes, new shoes, but also famous brands. If you don't like her intentions, you will leave home and you are really used to it. Enough!"

The people around are sympathetic.

With the development and opening up of society, the generation gap between young people and their parents has become deeper and deeper. Many parents are not familiar with this generation of children. When they mention rebellious and early love, all parents seem to have found it. A common topic, can't wait to criticize together.

The heart of the cloud painting is a bit cold.

She suddenly realized a problem!

The person who grabbed her, through only a simple topic, made everyone around them convinced that they were her parents and relatives...

So at this moment, even if she shouted "You are not my parents, I don't know you", certainly no one will believe it.

At the moment, she is arguing!

Seeking a monthly ticket~~~

(End of this chapter)