Six Zero: Bring tens of billions of supplies and win in the arms of the rough man

Chapter 23 Almost Got Caught

The moment the uncle got up, Zhong Xixi suddenly became aware of it, and quickly took out ten plasters from the basket and stuffed them into the uncle's hand, "Here are the plasters for you."

When we were chatting just now, the grandpa who sells dates would beat his knees from time to time. In words, it was because his legs hurt and he couldn't do farm work, so he took the burden of selling dates to subsidize his family.

One is to repay the uncle for his kind reminder and the subsequent answers to questions, and the other is that Zhong Xixi still has her own little Jiujiu in her heart.

Any product, in the era when there were no magazines and TV advertisements, could only rely on the oldest method of spreading one word to another.

If everyone says yes, that is really good.

So far, only He Quhao's grandma has used the plaster, but the old man doesn't leave the house, and rarely communicates with the people in the village on weekdays, so it's a bit difficult for them to help publicize the efficacy of the plaster.

The grandpa who sells dates is a very good choice, and there are all kinds of people who often come into contact with in the streets.

"Oh, girl, I can't accept this!"

"Master, please don't be polite to me."

Fearing that the other party would refuse again, Zhong Xixi simply stuffed the plaster into the jujube basket, and explained, "The adults in the family used to be barefoot doctors, so I followed suit. Other plasters that can't cure joint pain are quite good. Ten patches is a course of treatment, one patch a day, you can stick it at home and try it, and you will see the effect after a course of treatment.”

"Also, didn't you just say that white noodles are not easy to sell here. I was thinking about selling some ancestral plasters, but I am young and no one will believe me when I say it. If you think it's good to use it, sir, you can help. I say good things at the fair..."

……

"Hongxiu is here!"

"The red sleeves in the town are here to arrest people, everyone run!"

"Damn it, what kind of shitty complaint is it, this place hasn't been open for a few days!"

Zhong Xixi had just discussed with the uncle to say goodbye, and her basket was not yet on her arm, when one after another cursed and shouted from the other end of the black market.

All of a sudden, a "street" that had been fairly orderly exploded in an instant, with those carrying burdens, those holding old hens, and those carrying their hands on their shoulders...

The grass next to it was trampled down in an instant.

I go!

Do you want to come so fast?

It was full of calculations, from the time Liu Guixia left to the present, it took less than two hours.

Did the red sleeves come here by bike?

Picking up the basket, Zhong Xixi also plunged headlong into the fleeing army. Due to her thin stature and the lightness of the basket, she slipped in whenever she saw an opening. It's a hell of a job. What's the difference?The development history of the urban management brigade started so early?

"Ouch!"

While sighing for the "feat" in front of him, Zhong Xixi was inattentive, and the tip of his nose was sore, as if he had hit a hard wall, tears welled up in his painful eyes.

"It's you!"

The hand that was raised in the air to rub the tip of her nose was suddenly grasped tightly by a big hand, and at the same time, an adult male voice sounded above her head.

Why is this voice so familiar?
"You... ah!"

"Wait a minute!"

The red sleeve was close at hand, the man didn't stop much, and ran to the side pulling him.

"He Quhao?"

Seeing the figure in front of him clearly, Zhong Xixi was taken aback, "Why are you here?"

And the escape route is not the first time she has done this kind of thing. The other party took her familiar way and hid behind a big tree, surrounded by weeds as tall as a person as cover.

"He Quhao, you..."

"Shh!"

Going around behind the big tree and just about to speak, Zhong Xixi was hugged and pressed against the tree by He Quhao, and the next second the man's rough hand covered her mouth, "Shut up!" , someone is coming."

"Hey? Didn't you come here? Why can't I find anyone?"

"Is there really a girl selling such expensive white noodles in the market? Where did the country girl get the white noodles?"

"There should be no fakes. Liu Guixia has come to the team to report so many times, go over there and look for it!"

As soon as the words fell, a few people with red armbands on their sleeves ran towards the other side of the market along the swaying grass that had been stepped on the ground.

The faces in front of the big tree were anxious to find someone, but the two people behind the big tree were clinging to each other with their hearts beating like thunder.

The situation was urgent just now, and He Quhao didn't realize how ambiguous the two of them looked now because of his actions.

Zhong Xixi is a head shorter than He Quhao, one is petite and exquisite, and the other is as strong as a cow. If you look from the back to the front, you can't see Zhong Xixi at all.

"that……"

Embarrassment, not a person's embarrassment.

Silence will not solve the current situation.

There has to be someone who breaks the deadlock first. Zhong Xixi raised his elbow to He Quhao's chest, followed by taking a half step back, exerting a slight force all over his body, and finally pulled a little distance between the two people who were tightly fitting.

She turned her head slightly to look at him.

"He Quhao, thank you just now!"

It's just that when he turned his head, his lips brushed against his neck.

"..."

Zhong Xixi swears to the blue sky and the earth, she turned around and really wanted to thank He Quhao seriously.

"..."

Before Zhong Xixi could react, He Quhao's face turned completely red in an instant, even the tips of his ears were flushed, was it his illusion just now?
The soft touch that I have never experienced before, the girlish fragrance that swept across the tip of the nose, and the delicate touch when I held hands just now...

"Boom...boom...boom..."

He Quhao felt that something was about to jump out of his chest.

His gaze swept across Zhong Xixi's chin, lips, nose tip to those staring eyes.

The boy's heart was about to throb for the first time.

At this time, what Zhong Xixi said before suddenly echoed in his mind.

He is a stinky hooligan, a murderer or a stinky hooligan with evil intentions! !
But before she could speak, the man was the first to say angrily: "Zhong Xixi, please respect yourself!"

The events of that day are still fresh in his memory, He Quhao's expression darkened, he stretched out his hand and pushed Zhong Xixi suddenly, and then he took several steps back, until there was still a distance between the two of them. stop.

Before Zhong Xixi could recover from the ambiguous atmosphere just now, she was violently pushed away.

The stinging pain of her back hitting the tree trunk woke her up, and the person in front of her was staring at the scar on her face, hesitating to speak.

"He Quhao!"

Zhong Xixi stopped breathing for a moment, "Do you think I'm ugly?" Looking at her like that?
What Liu Guixia said is true, the scars on her face are indeed ugly.

She was so ugly that even a young man at his young age wouldn't want to get close to her.

That expression, that appearance, are you about to be ugly and cry?
(End of this chapter)