Because there was no bus in the southern suburbs, and considering that he might need to buy a lot of food materials, Yehong had to borrow his electric tricycle from his neighbor, Dong.

Old Dong is the owner of Dong's barbecue shop next door. He always has a smile on his fat round face, just like a Maitreya Buddha.

He drove his tricycle to the market every day.

Old Dong's temper is very good, and Yehong's father Yexiao is very similar, the two often get together to drink a little wine.

But his wife, Xiao Chunlan, was mean.

Hearing that Yehong wanted to borrow a tricycle, the old Dong didn't think about it and agreed directly.

On the contrary, Xiao Chunlan's face was a little ugly, and whispered a few words from the old Dong: "I know to borrow things all day long, and other people's houses can still charge some rent if they borrow a car for a day.

You'd better lend it to others without any reason. What a pig's head you can't do business with

Although Xiao Chunlan's voice is small, where can we hide from the night Hong who has been strengthened by hearing.

Ye Hong frowned and said to old Dong, "Uncle Dong, open a price. You can't borrow your car in vain."

Old Dong immediately glared at Xiao Chunlan, and then said with a bold smile: "Stinky boy, you've been neighbors with Uncle Dong for so many years. Don't you know your uncle Dong's temper?

Don't mention money or not. If you mention uncle Dong again, you won't be able to borrow it! "

Xiao Chunlan also seems to have no idea that night Hong can listen to his words, suddenly some embarrassed dry smile, but also dare not say what.

Some of the inner unhappiness was instantly dispelled by the old Dong's attitude. Ye Hong could not help nodding with a smile: "thank you, uncle Dong."

Yehong used to drive a tricycle from his grandfather in the countryside, so he drove it on the road easily.

Tricycles are probably about the same age as Dong.

The rusty body of the car, driving on the main road, kept making a clanging noise, as if it might break up at any time.

Many passers-by pointed at the old tricycle and made fun of it.

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"Little brother, cherish life!"

"Don't look at that rag picker over there. It's you!"

Ye Hongzhen wants to block his face with a piece of cloth.

"Ding! Operate electric tricycle, driving ability + 1, current progress 110, current level: entry level. "

It took about 20 minutes for Yehong to arrive at Manyuan spring vegetable market in the southern suburbs.

"Ding! Continue to operate the electric tricycle, driving ability + 1, current progress 810... "

find a place to park the tricycle, and Yehong starts his own purchase journey with a list of raw materials in advance.

"First of all, glutinous rice..."

Yehong took the list and shuttled back and forth in the noisy vegetable market.

One store after another, big bags and small bags are gradually hanging all over the body.

"Ding! Carry heavy load, load capacity + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

"Ding! Hand weight, arm strength + 1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level. "

At the same time, two figures, one old and one young, have just stepped in from the gate of the vegetable market.

The old man was dressed in a rare black windbreaker, his face was a pair of gold rimmed glasses, exuding the temperament of a scholar.

In his right hand, he led a beautiful girl of four or five years old, wearing a small pink skirt, as delicate as a doll.

"Grandfather, the vegetable market is so busy!"

The little girl is excited to jump, look here and there, not novel.

The old man indulged in a smile: "there are so many people here. Xianer, you have to hold on to my grandfather's hand. My grandfather doesn't want our little princess to be abducted and run away by human traffickers."

Crowded in the stream of people, but there is a pair of cold eyes, quietly staring at this pair of grandsons!