Because there are many people going to the market and Mengmeng is very small, Ping An put Mengmeng on his shoulder and rode on his neck, holding Mengmeng's little feet with both hands, Cang Hai followed Ping An, and Shi Wei snuggled tightly beside Cang Hai.

As for Qi Yue, she is the most active person now. She has never seen such a big show in the countryside since she was a child. She stretched out her head and head like a groundhog who had just left a nest. She looked around and shouted one or two times from time to time to express her joy.

"Hey, you guys see this thing is really fun!"

After walking for a short while, Qi Yue discovered a small stall next to him. The stall was surrounded by kids and their parents. The stall sold wooden and bamboo toys, not the kind of things produced on a large scale, but purely handmade. The vendor selling the goods was an old couple in their sixties. The old lady looked at the stall, while the old man kept fiddling with the unfinished toys beside him.

Qi Yue moved left and right and squeezed in, occupied a place in front of the stall, and reached out to pick up a wooden duck. There were four wheels under the duck's body, and a wooden drum with a small wooden hammer on the drum. There was also a button with a rope tied to the duck's chest.

This thing can carry Canghai's childhood memories. When Canghai was young, this thing was among the few toys in the house. His father Cang Shijun also bought it when he was in the market. He tied a rope and Canghai could pull it all day at the door of his house, just to listen to the little drum hammer making a thud sound when the duck was running.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Qi Yue also likes this thing very much. The old man's wooden work is good. This little duck is not only cute, but also the whole toy is polished smoothly. It is more than one level better than the wooden toys on Modu market.

"One fifty!" The old lady replied to Qi Yue, and she spoke like a gourd with her mouth sawed.

For things on big shows, this price is not cheap either!

An aunt with a child next to her seemed to want to buy Qi Yue when she saw that her child also liked her, so she opened her mouth and said to the old lady: "Auntie, I've been talking for a long time. Let's do this, I will each have one with this beautiful little girl. How about each of them thirty?"

When Qi Yue heard this, he nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, each of my sister-in-law and I will give us a little cheaper."

The old lady looked up at Qi Yue and aunt, shook her head, and replied directly: "No sell!"

The old man working next to him took off the cigarette butt from his mouth. Even so, the old man was reluctant to throw the cigarette butt. He took a look and took a look and took a few more mouthfuls. Seeing that the cigarette was almost burning, he reluctantly threw away the cigarette butt in his hand.

"I can't sell it. I can't make one a day from morning to night. I can't lose fifty one more." After the old man said leisurely, he continued to lower his head to do the work he had.

"You old man, let's do it this way. I'll buy one forty or forty. Look, my kid really likes it. And you can sell it cheaply and you can go home early for the New Year." The aunt was still a little unwilling to give up.

Seeing that the old lady still shook her head, the aunt was stunned for a while. It seemed that she was reluctant to pay fifty yuan to buy a toy for her child. She reached out and took the toy from her son's hand, gently put it back on the stall, and pulled her son, who had turned around for one step and three times, and left the stall.

Seeing that the sky had left the seat, Cang Hai pulled Shi Wei and immediately squatted down in front of the stall. Ping An stood behind Cang Hai and the other two and looked at the things on the stall together with Mengmeng.

This thing is not very attractive to Mengmeng and Ping'an, because no matter which animal plays a drum, it is not colorful, it is all wood-based. In their eyes, it is not as beautiful as the little yellow duck that Mengmeng throws in the basin to play when she is taking a bath.

Cang Hai and Shi Wei were enjoying it. Now Cang Hai was holding the most complicated drum driver on the entire stall. The car was in the shape of a dragon boat. There was also a mechanical doll on the dragon's back. Cang Hai had a round of wheels, and the drum hammer in the doll gently lifted up. After plucking it, the doll hit the small drum on the dragon's back. The drum hammer and drum skin made a heavy sound: Dong!

"How much does this cost?" Cang Hai dragged the drum cart in his hand and asked at the old lady.

The old lady opened her mouth and said, "This is three hundred!"

"Wow, that's so expensive!"

Before Cang Hai could speak, the woman with her baby next to her immediately exclaimed.

"Auntie, you are selling too expensive. Let's take a look at the entire market and see how many stores sell things so expensive," a woman complained.

Cang Hai looked at the drum-beating doll in his hand. His craftsmanship was exquisite. In a shopping mall in a big city, a wooden boat model with rough workmanship costs hundreds of dollars, and some even thousands of dollars were made by machines. The thing in front of him was all handmade and the craftsmanship was so good. The little man and dragon hull had to be more than ten parts of the small mechanism, and 300 dollars were not expensive.

Thinking of this, Cang Hai signaled the little duck in Qi Yue's hand to play the drum cart: "How much does it cost to go together?"

The old lady looked at Canghai: "You really want it?"

Qi Yue said, "Of course, what you said is really something."

"You give it to three hundred and three!" The old lady said nothing again.

After hearing this, Cang Hai took out his cell phone: "Can you browse your cell phone?"

"We can't play with this thing when we are old. Do you have any money?" asked the old lady.

Canghai touched his pocket and found that he didn't have many money on him, and the total amount was about 100 yuan, which would be half of it.

Seeing Cang Hai only took out a big red ticket, a stall owner next to him enthusiastically took out the QR code in front of his stall and waved at Cang Hai.

"You sweep me, I'll give the cash to the old lady later!"

After hearing this, Cang Hai took out his cell phone and scanned it, entered the amount and transferred it. The middle-aged man looked at his collection record and counted the money from his pocket and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady collected the money and took out two colorful cotton ropes from the worn-out small leather bag beside her, tied them to the ropes of the two drum chariots, and then handed the two drum chariots to Canghai and Qi Yue's hands respectively.

Canghai handed over his drum beat to Shi Wei, and Qi Yue grinned happily, put the drum beat that he had just received on the ground and gently dragged it. The drum beat the drum beat the drum beat. Although it was impossible to hear it because of the noise, Qi Yue was still satisfied when he saw the drum beat the drum face.

Shi Wei did not put the drum driver on the ground to drag it, but held one hand in her arms and the other hand in Canghai's arm.

After walking along the crowd for a while, Shi Wei discovered a fruit stall. The fruit stall did not refer to fruit sellers, but to small stalls selling pasta and snacks. Some were fried and some were frosted after frying. Anyway, there were many varieties, and there were about twenty kinds of them.

When Shi Wei saw this, she surrounded her, took out the note she had with her with her from her pocket, and began to ask the boss: "Boss, do you have any cat ears? Where is the crispy note?" She said four or five things in one mouthful.

After hearing this, the boss nodded quickly: "Yes, how much do you want?"

Shi Wei said, "Give me half a pound of everything!"

Canghai stood beside him without saying a word, while Ping An and Mengmeng looked at the little fruit on the fruit stall and began to greed.

Shi Wei turned around and saw Ping'an and Mengmeng's appearance, so she bought more. When she was waiting to leave the stall, Mengmeng and Ping'an had a small piece of oil-paper-packed fruit in her hand, one big and one small, eating while walking.

Mengmeng rode on Ping An's neck and sat high and looked far away. She soon discovered something that interested her. She pointed to the direction not far ahead: "Hurry, hurry, there is a monkey-sports over there, let's go over and take a look!"

Mengmeng spoke, and everyone came to stroll again, so they surrounded her.

As soon as I stood next to the monkey art stall, I heard a sound of a gong inside, and the sound of the monkey playman came out: "This old and young man stood there and watched for a long time and gave me a reward but I won the reward?"

When the monkey-playing man asked for money, some people who were originally gathered around the stall to watch the fun suddenly turned around and left. The number of people who were originally watching the fun with the fun on the three floors inside and the three floors inside and outside suddenly decreased by almost half. Canghai and a group of people took the opportunity to squeeze in.

As soon as he squeezed in, Canghai saw a little monkey holding a plate, waiting for the guests to give rewards.

Cang Hai took out ten dollars from his pocket and threw it into the tray in the monkey's hand.

Seeing Canghai throwing a ten yuan, the monkey-shower gently shook the rope around the monkey's neck. The little monkey immediately made a backflip in front of Canghai and the group of people. The monkey flipped the money in the tray and immediately spilled the money in the tray, because it was all coins, and thirty-four pieces of steel were spilled.

"Oh, my money!" The monkey man said exaggeratedly, waved the whip in his hand and was about to suck the monkey that had knocked over the tray.

However, the monkey reacted quickly. He reached out and grabbed the tip of the whip, then pulled it hard and snatched the whip from the monkey-shocking man. He squeaked at the monkey-shocking man while squeaking. He beat the monkey-shocking man from time to time and turned his head to look at the crowd around him. It looked very funny.

The monkey-sporter also fell off his shoes at this time, holding his head and shouting in his mouth, "Don't hit me, I was wrong," which caused laughter from the people around him.

This was obviously arranged. The monkeys were powerless to beat, the monkeys screamed miserably, and the people around them were also happy.

"Beat him, beat him!" Mengmeng felt very introverted. She seemed to feel that the monkey was a bit like the iron head at home. She rode on Ping An's neck while eating fried fruits while cheering the monkey with a whip. At the same time, she grabbed three dollars from her small pocket and threw it on the ground in the field.

Seeing that Mengmeng had thrown away money, some people in the crowd also lost some money, and 50 cents a dollar suddenly appeared in the open space in the field.

When the monkey was playing, he screamed even more miserably, and the monkey was beaten even more well.

After watching for a while, Shi Wei couldn't stand it anymore, so she pulled Cang Hai's arm and whispered: "Let's go, life is not easy."

After hearing this, Cang Hai nodded and reached out to pull Qi Yue, then patted Ping'an on the shoulder, and a group of people squeezed out from the monkey-show stall.

“Where is my drum taxi?”

As soon as the crowd left, Qi Yue shouted.

Cang Hai looked down and found that Qi Yue had only half a piece of colorful rope left in his hand. The drum driver dragged behind the colorful rope disappeared. It was obvious that when he was just watching the monkey playing, someone cut Qi Yue's drum driver rope while he was not paying attention and stole the drum driver.

"Why is this thief so hateful!" Qi Yue looked at the half rope in his hand and threw it on the ground hatefully.

Cang Hai said gloatingly: "I asked you to drag it away, are you losing it?"

Seeing Cang Hai's appearance, Qi Yue curled her lips: "Fortunately it was spent on your money! I'll buy one myself later."

"..." Cang Hai was speechless now.

After thinking for a few seconds, Cang Hai finally remembered a sentence and wanted to confront Qi Yue. Who knew that when he looked up, he saw that Qi Yue's face had changed. Not only did he change his face, but he also hid his body straight behind Ping'an.

"What's wrong?" Shi Wei asked curiously.

Qi Yue said, "Go away, go away!"

Cang Hai followed Qi Yue's gaze and was immediately happy, because Cang Hai saw a person he had never imagined: Fang Wu!

The boy is now dragging a suitcase in his hand, standing on the side of the road with a stupid look on his face, looking around with his cell phone in one hand, and holding a bite of a bun in the other hand.
Chapter completed!