Super Student's Three-realms Army

The pancakes, fruits and soymilk that Grandma Li sold were the same as those of Zhang Xiaofan when he was a freshman.

Five yuan for a pancake, one yuan for a cup of soybean milk and one yuan for fried dough sticks.

The old woman still stays in her old days in the current environment of soaring prices and no rising wages.

At this time, Zhang Xiaofan also took a portion of pancake fruit and soybean milk from Grandma Li's hands.

Zhang Xiaofan directly found an empty seat nearby and sat down. He was just about to have a good meal, but he heard a woman's angry abusive voice not far away from him.

"You dead devil, if you don't buy me breakfast in the morning, you'll take me so far to this corner?"

"You see... You see, this thing is unsanitary. It's dirty to death. If you give it to the dog, the dog won't eat it!"

At this time, I saw a woman wearing a nondescript windbreaker and carrying an awl face that looked rather expensive.

She pointed fingers to his face sarcastic ridicule of a young man with the fingers of red nail polish, and all sorts of acrimonious dirty words like money, and she threw herself at the young man.

In contrast, the young man who was pointed out was wearing a pair of old-fashioned round frame glasses.

Seems to be a standard honest person, a face of simple and honest looking at is chattering, against his girlfriend who does not listen to reproach.

"Meimei, what's the matter? I've been eating the pancakes made by Grandma Li since the entrance examination of senior high school. They're very hygienic and good. I don't believe you can have a try. "

With that, the man with glasses bought another steaming pancake and handed it to the girl with awl face, with a simple and honest smile on her face.

Not at all, because of the girl's excessive words before, and her half angry appearance.

"Eat... Eat... Eat... Eat your brother-in-law, eat!"

Zhou Meimei slapped the fruit of the pancake that the glasses man presented to her and fanned it on the ground. She pinched her waist with one hand, just like a thin footed class. She continued to be bitter and mean;

"Do you know what Miss Ben grew up on?"

"It's a serious western breakfast. Do you know that? Sandwich, butter, cheese

"That's what people eat for breakfast, OK?"

"Do you know how many greasy things there are in this kind of small business breakfast these days?"

"It's not surprising to use overnight dishes or anything. There's even a lot of gutter oil?"

"It's so dirty, can you still go to the mouth? I'm not afraid to eat you

"Take a look... Take a good look yourself. It's not hygienic!"

Zhou Meimei used the nail coated finger and pointed to the iron plate that was spreading the pancake fruit.

He also glanced at the nearly dull Granny Li, and the muscles on an awl's face were shaking with the opening and closing of her mouth.

Even if sarcastic ridicule is still a way to see the white foundation from above, how can it be so bitter?

Grandma Li bent down and picked up the pancake fruit on the ground, then forced a smile on Zhou Meimei's old face