Chapter 724 Sister, you should be careful
There are many hills and few flat places in southern Xinjiang, but there are still large cities. After all, it is common for the Xiuzhen world to move mountains and pave roads.
The architectural style of Yunzhong City is simple and simple, not as gorgeous as the buildings in Zhongzhou, but it has a unique flavor, similar to the architectural style of secular ethnic minorities, simple without losing its characteristics.
Although this is the land of southern Xinjiang, there are also people from Zhongzhou dressed in Zhongzhou. However, with the idea of following the customs, Meier and I still bought some clothes from southern Xinjiang.
Yunzhong City is the main social city between southern Xinjiang and Zhongzhou, so it is much more lively here, and the streets and alleys are full of hawkers.
The specialties of southern Xinjiang are insects, and the currency of the transaction is the same as that of Zhongzhou, but the familiar locals still like to exchange goods. Of course, the big merchants in southern Xinjiang still mainly use circulating currency.
After arriving in southern Xinjiang, I relaxed for a while. Without the pursuit of the heavenly court, I was really indescribably happy.
But I have trouble finding the exquisite fairy grass again.
In southern Xinjiang, I don't know anyone. If I ask others rashly, I may cause trouble, so I didn't think of a good way for a while.
Since I can't figure it out, I just don't think about it. It happens that Meier and I are very novel about the new things in southern Xinjiang.
If it weren't for the simple architectural style, I would really think I was in modernity.
"In summer, the air here is much better than that in Zhongzhou. Meier is very comfortable here." Meier looked at me with an excited face and said.
I smiled and didn't say anything. Meier was right. The air here is indeed much better than that of Zhongzhou, but there is such a big difference in aura.
"Little girl, stop and run again. Dare to steal my food." Meier and I were walking when we suddenly heard a shout of scolding behind us, which made Meier and I look back at the same time.
I saw a ragged little girl, holding a steamed bun in her hand and eating while running, and the person who just spoke was a middle-aged man chasing behind her.
The little girl ran very fast. With the flexibility of her body, she dodged left and right to play with the middle-aged people. However, when she ran to me, she didn't know what was going on. She suddenly fell to the ground, and the steamed bread in her hand fell off her hand and fell to the ground.
After the middle-aged man caught up breathlessly, he looked at the little girl and said, "Run, can't you run?"
The little girl ignored it at all and wanted to get up, but she was trampled on her back by a middle-aged man and fell to the ground.
"Ah." The little girl shouted, but not because of the pain, but because she wanted to pick up steamed buns, but because her arms were too short to pick them up, she shouted for help.
The middle-aged man saw the little girl's idea, let go of her feet, and let the little girl break free. Originally, I thought it was the middle-aged man who couldn't bear it, but I didn't expect that when the little girl was about to pick up steamed bread, the middle-aged man stepped on it and sneered and said, "I'll let you eat, let you eat."
As he was scolding, he picked up the little girl in one hand, raised his hand and slapped the little girl's face.
I couldn't stand it when I saw this, and directly clasped the middle-aged man's wrist.
The middle-aged man said to me with a painful expression on his face, "It hurts, hurts, hurts, let go... Let go quickly."
The little girl was just released and picked up the steamed buns on the ground. Seeing that the steamed buns were dirty, she hesitated for a moment, but immediately put the steamed buns to her mouth and ready to eat.
Meier quickly stepped forward and stopped her. With Meier taking care of the little girl, I was relieved. Looking at the middle-aged man, he said, "He's just a child. Don't you think you've done too much?"
"Too much, too much, hero, can you let go first? It hurts. My hand is about to break." The middle-aged man looked at me with a pleading face. He didn't look arrogant at all, so I let go.
After the middle-aged man withdrew his hand, he rubbed it, blew it with his mouth, and whispered, "It's crazy." As he spoke, he looked at the little girl who was crying and said, "Little thing, if you dare to steal my things again, I won't beat you to death..." Half of his words, after seeing my eyes, he quickly ran away.
"I can't eat it. It's already dirty. Can I buy you a new one?" When I went back, Meier was comforting the little girl, but the little girl lowered her head and said nothing.
The little girl's hair is dirtier than her clothes. At this time, I can't see her face at all. I picked her up from the ground and said to her, "Listen to my sister, don't eat, follow your brother and sister and take you to eat delicious food."
"Are you bad people?" The little girl raised her head, showed her dirty little face, and asked me in a low voice.
This question made me laugh and cry, but I still answered seriously, "Of course not." Have you ever seen a bad guy as handsome as me?
"Wow..." The little girl cried when she heard my words: "Linger is hungry, and Linger wants to eat..."
For women, no, or for women, what I'm most afraid of is that they cry. Whether it's little Lori or the 70-year-old lady, this is what I don't want to see.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. I'll take you to eat." As she spoke, she learned the way adults coaxed children on TV, comforting her and patting her buttocks.
Hearing my words, the little girl immediately stopped crying. Her big eyes flashed at me and said, "Linger wants to eat roast chicken."
"It's okay to eat, but you have to clean up your body first."
After taking the little girl back to the inn, I asked Meier to take her to take a shower first, and I went out to buy her new clothes.
When I went back, Meier was wiping off the little girl's body with a towel.
The clean little girl showed her real face. To be honest, I'm not very interested in Lori. Maybe it's because I'm not old enough to raise the taste of uncles.
But at this time, the little girl's appearance brightened my eyes. Her skin was as white and tender as milk, and her big eyes looked at me blinking from time to time. She looked really cute.
"Big brother, when are we going to eat roast chicken? Linger hasn't eaten for several days." The little girl looked at me and said pitifully.
I smiled and said, "Put on your clothes first, dress up, and my brother will take you to eat delicious food."
"In summer, you are about to go out. Although Linger is still young, she is still a girl anyway." Meier blushed and asked me to go out. Her expression was as if I had seen her photon's body.
Put down her clothes and look at Meier. She smiled helplessly and turned around and left the room. But before she took a few steps, the little girl whispered inside: "Big sister, you should be careful. Just now, when the eldest brother picked me up, he took the opportunity to touch Linger's little fart. Linger is so small that he can do it. So sister, you should be more careful."
I was walking. When I heard this sentence, I staggered and almost fell to the ground.