The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 239 Uncle Hei's Seafood Market
"Remember, there is nothing first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts. Opportunities are no better than Xiao Daoer," Rao Qifang said, "You are willing to spend your whole life practicing what you have mastered, so how can you be randomly smashed by the pie falling from the sky?" Broken?"

Li Leisi and Li Cang couldn't help being silent.

Riddler get out. Uh. This doesn't seem to work.
In short, listening to what you say is like listening to what you say.
Rao Qifang didn't want to talk too much about this topic. After all, one is "unsightly, weak, sick, and as thin as paper", and the other has only a "bone" left in his body. Obviously, playing the piano to a cow can't help a cow understand. her realm.

Rao Qifang was wearing big sunglasses, a wide-brimmed straw hat, and a super fairy backless chain link dress with oblique straps. She was slender and exquisite.

She was holding Li Cang's arm all the way, with a happy expression, jumping up and down like a little girl from time to time, her real age could not be seen from her appearance.

"Son, mom suddenly feels so sorry for you. If mom's belly is more uplifting, she can give you a beautiful little fairy like your mother to be your wife. Look at that stupid guy in the back, wearing a windbreaker and wearing a windbreaker on a hot day." It’s a big earthen basket, like a village girl who thinks she’s cool, hmph, even ten of them are not worthy of my goodness.” ①
Emmm, in fact, Rao Qifang liked to talk about the door-to-door son-in-law until Li Leisi grew up like a puff, and then he didn't mention it at all.

At this moment, counting the sneak glances, at least two and a half pairs of eyes fell on Li Leisi at the same time.

Li Cang thought for a while: "It's actually pretty good to have a good brother."

Li lace, holding a colorful plastic woven bag to shade the sun, split in situ, isn't it you who asked me to bring the basket and hold the plastic woven bag? ?

"At such an advanced age, I still wear a pea green floral skirt, thinking I'm a little girl!"

"Hey, stinky girl," Rao Qifang narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Our business is not over yet, if it wasn't for the sake of my good son, do you believe that my mother will beat your shit out?"

Li Cang waving the flag and shouting meanly at the side: "Yes, yes, mother, she threw a freshly sharpened knife at me a few days ago, and beat her if she didn't accept the bet she lost!"

Li Leisi wanted to cry but dreamed of going back to her childhood, her eyes were bigger than a cow's.

Li Cang was annoying but good at suing when he was a kid, and Rao Qifang happened to be good at beating children.

"Oh? A bet?" Rao Qifang asked with great interest, "What is the bet?"

Li Cang talked about his shameless hob meat tactics.

"What the hell is that? Ba Rou? Physical fitness? My old lady has a hundred ways to make you unable to touch the hem of your clothes, and another eight hundred ways to kill you on the spot."

Li Leisi was about to cheer.

"But this village girl is a dish," Rao Qifang said, pinching her chin, "she can't do it, so let's carry her away, it's hopeless."

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Rao Qifang has several cars, but she doesn't drive them. She really enjoys the company of her children and the feeling of leisurely walking to the vegetable market.

"The location of Jingyuan is not bad. It is not far from the military port and two civilian ports. There are several large markets around. The Uncle Hei Seafood Market you mentioned is in that direction. It is just a turn at the end of the road."

"Over there is the volcanic lake where I often go swimming and running. Oh, it used to be a volcanic lake. After the disaster, it collapsed into a basin. The water is clean and salty, and there are many small black and white striped fish in it."

"Entering from this road is a large residential area, all of which are small bungalows, but there are many people living there, and it is very lively."

"The few farms from here to there seem to belong to our family, but they haven't been taken care of. I haven't been there. People grow vegetables and food in them and raise some livestock. Unfortunately, a dozen A few days ago they informed me that they had just turned over the land to plant the next season’s vegetables”

"I have to go another way to work. Mom usually works as an instructor for this group of fools. When I'm bored, I drive the empty island for a stroll outside. The walking corpses are dirty and dirty, but beating them is very relaxing and healing. "

Cure, cure?

Do all the big names in the industry describe the doomsday like this?

Uncle Hei's market is behind the farm in the fork, and after entering the fork, there are young black guys guarding the roadside.

"Wow~Hey buddy, I can help you Maimaiti~"

"Do you want a younger brother?"

"I can avenge your safety!"

"Boss, the waist girl thief Lanais!"

"Hey my friend. The heroine is here. The hero is here!"

“￥#@&….”

The half-baked loose English can still be understood. As for those who speak aboriginal languages, Li Cang is really helpless.

After the "hero" Rao Qifang was recognized, the group received an extremely warm welcome, the kind that lined the road and shouted slogans!

Rao Qifang said: "Maimaiti means helping to buy and carry things. The other person is not talking about revenge, but protection. Their Chinese is not very standard."

She randomly selected two lucky black guys. Not only did they get the job of "little brother", but they also gained the envious eyes of their peers.

"Beautiful hero, and...hey, hero, please come with us!"

Li Leisi's face was black.

The seafood market is located in the valley behind the farm, adjacent to several small airports. The land is superior but barren, and there is no infrastructure at all.

However, it was very lively. There were hundreds of Uncle Hei and various small stalls, and many residents of the 7th Sky Island shuttled around to buy and buy.

As soon as the two black boys entered the market, their backs straightened immediately, one opened the way in front, and the other trailed behind, with a strong sense of protection.

The guy in front of him who has a basic grasp of Chinese but only has a major problem with pronunciation is also very talkative.

"After you sanctioned the Tutu tribe last time, there was such a mess in the market, they were frightened by you!"

"Charming little fairy hero, what would you like to choose today?"

"The big cuttlefish sausage at the Tiamas stand is fresh, Moxiuxiu has a delicious tuna today, and your favorite orchid crab!"

Rao Qifang held Li Cang's arm, carefully avoiding puddles of salty water on the ground.

"Their islands are very large, and the saltwater lake from which the seawater flows is even bigger. It is said that the ecosystem in the lake has reached the level of self-contained and sustainable development, but our people rarely go up there. There are tens of thousands of people on it. Divided into hundreds of tribes and clans, it’s a mess to fight all day long to compete for population resources,” Rao Qifang said. Conflicts occurred, although the sanitation of the market has always made the officials' scalps tingle."

"Things are very cheap, and you can barter. Two or three catties of rice can be exchanged for a catty of unknown sea fish. After all, they don't do much farming, they only grow all kinds of beans and cassava."

"These boys are very interesting. You will know after a while. I gave you a tip. It will definitely make you worth it."

Rao Qifang pointed to a half-arm-length Pippi shrimp in a bucket.

"that!"

Brother Hei's eyes lit up, he grabbed the arm of the stall owner Hei, and communicated "intensely" with him in the native language that was as hard as a firecracker.

"%￥@#&...!!"

Really quite intense.

Dance with hands and feet, clap your arms and beat your chest, it's like fighting a war.

Li Leisi took two steps back subconsciously, for fear that a fight would really cause a splash of foul-smelling seawater or something.

Rao Qifang is used to it.

"Their empty island is also made up of many fragments. There are many languages. It is very lively to communicate with each other. Aboriginal language fragments + French fragments + English fragments + body language are really difficult for outsiders to understand."

　①: Soil baskets, referring to large baskets made of rattan and straw in some areas in the north.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)