i was my mistake

"Come on."

"Then we'll buy a car later?"

"Parking fee is not cheap, but it's better than motorcycles." Wan Qing said, and she became engrossed, probably because she has rich experience in riding e-Donkeys. She plays this game better than Ye Chen, although it is rough. The screen and the picture inside are also pixelated, not realistic at all, but with this movable 'motorcycle', it really feels a bit immersive when playing.

"I hit it, wow, I hit it again...Damn it, it's time to insert coins."

"Hmph, you can't do it, just watch carefully, look at my heroic figure, look at my chic drifting... oops! It's just a mistake..."

"Just take it easy..."

After playing enough motorcycle games, there were fifty coins left. For the first time, the two felt that there were too many game coins to spend.

"The King of Fighters?"

"Fuck!" Ye Chen nodded vigorously.

The two played in that 1v1 battle mode, while Wan Qing only chose Yagami every time, and when she got excited, she would learn to howl like a ghost.

"You really bark like a dog..."

"Why, you can't beat me, it's a personal attack, right?"

"...If you have the ability, you can change your trick."

"Hey, I won't change it, hey!" Wan Qing shook her legs shyly, emitting blue ground fire continuously, Ye Chen finally broke through the defense line, and was caught, and was thrown into a mess when he was pressed to the ground. Catch, "Didn't expect it, I can do this trick!"

"You are so good."

"You are so lazy if you have the ability."

"Wait, I'll choose Terry later!"

"Terry can't beat me, you might as well choose Shiranui."

"Throwing the fan seems to be fine..."

"Yes, there is a flaw!"

"My day!" Ye Chen frantically tapped the buttons, but Wan Qing seized the opportunity to take her away.

She was greeted with a triumphant smile.

The rest of the morning was spent on this King of Fighters Fighting Machine.

"Five coins left—how about something?"

"The claw machine at the door?"

"The three coins are once, you can't use them all up."

"The remaining two are used to play slot machines?"

"Not bad." Wan Qing walked to the door, put the game coins into the slot machine casually, pressed a button, and didn't care how it turned, just walked to the claw machine on her own, and put the remaining game coins into the slot machine. voted in.

Sure enough, the baby missed, but Ye Chen exclaimed: "Wow, Wan Qing, look!"

"What's the matter?" She turned her head, and saw the slot machine spinning 'tickling' and stopped on the pattern she had chosen at random.

She chose an apple and a watermelon, both of which she won.

There was a 'crash' sound from the slot machine, and more than [-] game coins popped out at once.

Ye Chen quickly counted and exclaimed excitedly: "25!!"

"It's quite a lot..."

"How about using it to catch dolls?"

"Um... that's fine."

"Catch that one? There's a plush toy of Fu Niu. It just so happens that the Year of the Ox is coming."

"Okay."

Wan Qing and Ye Chen tried again and again, one at a time.

I was about to catch it several times, but my claws always let go when they reached the edge.

She actually knew it wasn't luck, it was a feature set by the boss, but she still couldn't help but sigh 'bad luck' with Ye Chen.

And I always think that the clip will be able to grasp it next time.

"To the left, to the left, yes!" Wan Qing, who was in charge of the observation at the moment, stood watching from the side and nodded vigorously, "It's now!"

The mechanical claws quickly reached down, grabbed the Fu Niu doll, and brought it to the entrance.

Seeing that it was about to arrive, it let go of its claws, and the doll hit the plastic baffle, and the hearts of both of them hung up.

Then I saw it... hanging there and not moving.

Wan Qing glanced at the boss secretly, then shook the game console vigorously, the slight vibration gave it a new reaction, and it finally fell down.

"I got it!" Ye Chen looked excited, feeling like today's ten dollars is free to play, "This should be worth ten dollars, right?"

"Thinking too much, three yuan at most." Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "There is one coin left."

"Continue playing slot machines?"

"I won't hit again, will I?"

"That's not sure..." Ye Chen rubbed his hands expectantly, "I'm here this time?"

"Okay."

She threw the game coins into it with a bang, and the still slot machine made brisk music again.

"Choose what?"

"Choose... 777."

"That hit rate is too low."

"Try it."

"Okay, then 777, success or failure depends on it!"

After pressing the button representing confirmation, the aperture on the slot machine began to rotate.

However, good luck cannot always be with you.

The aperture did not fall on the three sevens, but on the watermelon.

"Oh, I knew I would choose watermelon." Ye Chen sighed.

"Okay, I've been playing for so long, I'm still not satisfied." Wan Qing glanced at her sideways, and threw the Fu Niu doll into her arms, "Let's go."

"Leaving?" The boss touched the empty cigarette case and raised his head, "Come and play more when you have time, hehe, there are discounts for girls!"

"Ah, yes... I will come when I have time." Ye Chen coughed dryly twice.

"Goodbye, uncle~" Wan Qing smiled sweetly - of course it was probably because of the discount.

"gone back?"

"It's almost noon?"

"It's almost afternoon, okay?"

"What's the rush, anyway, Dad has to sleep for a while."

"Didn't he say he was going shopping in the afternoon?"

"One o'clock is in the afternoon, and three o'clock is also in the afternoon. How long does it take to buy something?"

"It always feels like we need some time... There is nothing to sell during the Chinese New Year." The tall Ye Chen leaned against Wan Qing's body instead, and put his small hand through her arm, gently holding it, and tucking it in her arms. I put it in my pocket, "I must have sausage and bacon, I don't want to be vegetarian every day during the New Year..."

"Cut, vegetarian dishes can't be kept for that long, and you will miss fresh green vegetables by then."

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is meat!"

"I don't know what kind of meat is in the sausage."

"..."

……

93. Starch fried sausage

The afternoon sun shines on the earth, bringing some but not much warmth.

There was not a single cloud in the sky, it was a powder blue one, as if someone had painted it with watercolor paint.

In the body of the tricycle, the shelves and pots and pans have been emptied and returned to their original appearance, but some coal dust has accumulated, and it is not as clean as when I first bought it.

Wan Qing and Ye Chen sat on two small benches, and Xiao Bai sat directly in the back of the truck, the hair around the tail was dyed gray and black.

Father stepped on the pedal hard, pedaling again and again.

The tricycle moved forward slowly, without any rush.

There was a downhill not far away, and my father let out a long breath, holding the handle with one hand, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket with the other hand, picked up one with his mouth, put the pack in again, and then took out two packs of cigarettes. Hold the flint with one hand and rub it lightly like this, and sparks will appear on it. After rubbing it several times in a row, the cigarette is finally lit.

At this time, the tricycle also slowly began to accelerate.

——Because it's downhill.

Holding the handlebars with both hands, my father took a deep breath of cigarettes, exhaled slowly from his nose, and was blown away by the strong wind again.

"Oh!" Ye Chen grabbed the handrail of the tricycle, and covered his hair with the other hand.

But Wan Qing squinted her eyes and let the wind mess up her long hair: "Although the temperature is quite low today, the wind blowing doesn't seem that cold."

"Maybe it's because the sun is bigger?"

"Perhaps, it's quite refreshing."

Xiaobai tilted his head and looked into the distance, with his ears pricked up high, and the long beards on his mouth were blown left and right by the wind, and then as if he saw something, he barked excitedly. ' with a sound.

"Why?" Wan Qing looked at it lazily.

But Xiaobai didn't continue to bark, but turned his head slowly, and his tail swung quickly behind him.

Not far from the gate, there stood a pure white dog, which looked smaller and had a lot more hair. Its nose was red, and it looked extraordinarily tender and delicate.

"For it, it's probably like a man seeing a beautiful woman..." Ye Chen followed its line of sight and looked into the distance, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

"So that sound was equivalent to 'Hi, beauty'?"

"almost?"

"Wow!" Xiaobai lay on the railing, looking disappointed, as if he had missed a beautiful love.

Gradually, there were more pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and all kinds of vegetable stalls were lined up along the street, as if they had come to a market, and the shouts of people were intertwined and endless.

The big sign of "Nongdu Market" finally appeared in sight.

"There are so many people?" Ye Chen wrapped up his clothes, can he get in?

"I can go in. Didn't you see so many people riding tricycles in?" My father threw the cigarette butt into the small ditch beside him, got out of the car, and slowly pushed the tricycle in.

The inner circle is the real market, which specializes in selling all kinds of agricultural products. As for the outer circle, there are spontaneously gathered farmers. They sell the inexhaustible vegetables they have grown to make some money before the Chinese New Year. , so that this new year will be more nourishing.

The market was crowded with people, and the tricycle seemed to be stuck in a swamp, making it difficult to move.

There are some food stalls on the open space at the gate, for people who buy things here to replenish their exhausted energy.

The food is cheap and delicious, and a small stall often sells several or even one snack, and the items sold in each small stall are different.

The tricycle was blocked again, so my father simply went to the small shop nearby to ask the price, while Wan Qing's eyes fell on the nearest food stall.

It is a little bit reluctant to say that it is a food stall, because there is only one briquette oven and a big pot in the whole stall. The boss stands in front of the pot, skillfully uses a fruit knife to change the ham sausage into a flower knife, and then throws it into the "Gululu" In a pan of bubbling oil.

The oil in the pot was pitch black, and I don't know how long it has been used. The pot is also covered with burnt black dirt, as if it has never been washed since it was bought.

There is a leaking net on the pot, and the fried ham sausage is placed on it. If someone wants to buy it, he will take a bamboo skewer and put it on a skewer.

"How much is it for one?" Wan Qing raised her voice and asked - in this noisy crowd, the voice was not loud, and the other party couldn't hear it at all.

"One cent!" The stall owner shouted loudly, "Sprinkle any seasonings yourself!"

As he spoke, he quickly peeled off a few ham sausages, as proficient as breathing.

This is the cheapest starchy sausage. It is a question mark whether there is meat in it, but it is this kind of cheap sausage that is almost full of starch. It tastes the best when fried or grilled, especially when it is freshly fried. The outer layer after cooking is fragrant and crispy, even more delicious than meat sausages.