The reborn peasant girl wants to turn over

Chapter 53
The next morning Li Xiuxiu got up early, packed up, left the school gate and walked left, looking for the food stall that Zhou Xingshan mentioned yesterday.Sure enough, she didn't go far, and she saw two food stalls.

These two food stalls are sheds built in front of a row of bungalows. There is a small stove outside and a hot cauldron on top of the stove. The sheds are connected to the bungalows behind. It is estimated that the bungalows are where the stall owners live.There are two or three small tables and benches placed under the sheds, and there are three or four people sitting and eating in the two stalls.

Li Xiuxiu picked the first one, which looked cleaner.The owner of the stall is a young couple, with warm smiles on their faces, looking for diners.

"Big sister, bring me a bowl of soy milk and two deep-fried dough sticks." Li Xiuxiu said to the eldest sister who was the owner of the stall in the couple's house.

"Well, do you want to eat here or take away?" the stall owner asked heartily.

"I'll just eat here."

"Okay, big sister sit here, I'll serve you soy milk."

Li Xiuxiu sat at an empty table.

The proprietress quickly brought over the soy milk and fried dough sticks.

The milky white soy milk was warm and delicious after a sip. Li Xiuxiu took a sip and looked at the stall and the stall owner couple by the way.

In addition to soy milk and fried dough sticks, this stall also has flatbread, vegetable buns and millet porridge.There were four people sitting on the other two tables eating breakfast with their heads down. From time to time, people came to buy breakfast to take away. Overall, the business seemed to be okay.The elder brother of the stall owner was frying fried dough sticks by the oil pan beside him, while the elder sister of the stall owner was busy greeting the guests, serving them food, collecting money, cleaning up and so on.

Li Xiuxiu was eating and watching, when she suddenly felt her skirt being pulled, she lowered her head, and a two or three-year-old boy looked up and smiled at her.

The little guy looked at Li Xiuxiu and him, drooling and said, "Sister, do you eat fried dough sticks?"

This little guy has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with watery eyes, wearing a small vest and shorts, very cute.

“Very delicious!”

"Hehe, my dad made it!" the little guy said proudly.

Li Xiuxiu couldn't help but patted his head, and said with a smile, "Your father is awesome!"

The little guy nodded.

"Maomao, don't disturb the guests for dinner, go inside!" The eldest sister of the stall owner found her son talking to Li Xiuxiu, fearing that he would disturb the guests, she raised her voice to tell her son to go back into the house.

"It's all right." Li Xiuxiu said politely, she lost three children one after another in her previous life, and she has a desire for children, she likes children very much, and thinks children are soft and sticky, like little elves.

"Big sister, don't pay attention to him, this kid loves to come out and make trouble."

When Maomao heard her mother talking about him, she made a face at her mother and ran into the back house.

Li Xiuxiu looked at it and laughed, "Sister, Maomao is very cute."

"Hehe, the eldest sister just came to Jiangtian City, right?" The eldest sister of the stall owner was happy when she heard her son being praised, and seeing that there were no customers to greet, she started talking to Li Xiuxiu.

"Yeah, I just arrived yesterday, how did eldest sister know?" Li Xiuxiu was surprised.

"The people who come to eat in this area are all acquaintances, and the eldest sister looks familiar."

"Eldest sister has been setting up a stall here for a long time?"

"Well, it's been three years."

Li Xiuxiu said, "No wonder, this fritters are delicious."

"That's right, I'm not boasting. Everyone who has eaten it said it was delicious." The stall owner was also very proud when she mentioned her fried dough sticks, then she turned around and brought another fried dough stick.

"Come on, I just came to Jiangtian City, my eldest sister treats you to a deep-fried dough stick, and you won't be charged for this one."

Li Xiuxiu hurriedly waved her hands, "No need, elder sister, why are you so embarrassed?"

"What's so embarrassing about this, the elder sister is kind to you, and she is willing to treat you to eat, don't you think that the elder sister is self-employed?" said the elder sister of the stall owner.

"How could it be? The working people are the most honorable. Eldest sister and elder brother rely on their own hands to eat and earn money." Li Xiuxiu said sincerely.

"Elder sister speaks nicely! If you have any questions in the future, come and ask Eldest Sister. Eldest Sister is always more familiar than you in Jiangtian City."

Li Xiuxiu finished her breakfast in a good mood, and finally gave her [-] cents, [-] cents for a deep-fried dough stick, and [-] cents for a bowl of soy milk.

She set off towards her destination today, and she was going to a market in her memory today.It was the earliest clothing fabric market in Jiangtian. In the 90s, the domestic ready-made clothing market was not very mature. Many people would go to the clothing market to choose fabrics and let the merchants tailor their clothes directly. The clothing processing business was extremely hot. She used to work there for a while It is only in the past ten years that major clothing companies have risen, and the streets and alleys are full of clothing stores, and the market has slowly declined.She wanted to go there to see if she could do some profitable business.

When Li Xiuxiu was about ten meters away from the breakfast stall, she heard a hissing cry "Maomao!" from behind.

The voice belonged to the eldest sister of the stall owner just now, and Maomao was the name of the cute little boy just now.

Li Xiuxiu turned around and ran back.

The eldest sister of the stall owner was sitting on the ground, holding a toy gun made of wood in her arms, crying out her son's name in panic, while the elder brother of the stall owner was standing there looking around like a headless fly with a panicked expression, but Mao Mao was nowhere to be seen. There were no traces, and soon there were people around.

"My son! Mao Mao!"

The onlookers talked sympathetically, and Li Xiuxiu soon understood what was going on.

The eldest sister of the stall owner went into the bungalow to see her son Mao Mao in her spare time, but found her son's favorite wooden toy gun thrown at the door.

"My son is very good, he won't go anywhere!" the stall owner cried.

The elder brother of the stall owner's eyes were red, and he wanted to find his son, but he didn't know which direction to go.

Everyone thinks that Mao Mao was taken away by human traffickers!
Traffickers!
Li Xiuxiu hated the traffickers the most!

She had suffered enough from human traffickers in her previous life.

She thought about the little Mao Mao who proudly told her just now, "This is my father's best fried dough stick", but now he is nowhere to be seen.

She turned in a circle, looked in all directions, and focused on maximizing the function of the "Thousand Miles".

All kinds of messy voices came to my face.

no!no!no!no. . . . . .

Li Xiuxiu was extremely anxious.Because she had to listen to voices from all directions at once, her face turned pale.

"Go! Go to the train station, this kid can sell for a good price."

found it!
(End of this chapter)