But the crowd surrounded them, asking questions and not letting them leave.

The little doll took a breath and roared: "Wow, yeah, yeah!"

It is full of energy and spreads far.

Everyone fell silent instantly.

The black-faced strong man took the opportunity to run away.

I said to Zhang Geng: "Wait for me here."

Then he ran out quickly following the strong man.

The strong man didn't run very fast, but the path he took was very weird, with twists and turns, blocking his line of sight. It reminded me of the feeling of running behind the black goat in Tianren City.

The strong man seemed to realize that I was following him. The little baby lay on the strong man's shoulder, looked in my direction, and started singing: "You said that as a human being, how can we forget our roots and feel the flowers forever? If Wang Kui breaks his promise in the future,

Skin off human beings and enter the gate of hell..."

I was slightly startled and remembered the words of this aria in my heart. I always felt that this little doll meant something.

After the little baby started singing, the strong man's speed suddenly increased. After reaching a low bush, he suddenly disappeared. I looked around but could not find the two of them.

It seems that they should have been prepared and had an escape route.

I failed to find them, so I had to go back to find Zhang Geng.

Zhang Gengzheng was squatting on the ground out of boredom, patting watermelons, and bargaining with the melon seller at the same time.

"Does your watermelon stay ripe?"

The melon seller immediately patted his chest and said emphatically: "That's a must! Keep it ripe, keep it sweet, and it'll be sweet! One dollar and five pounds per pound, so cheap!"

"One dollar and a half is too expensive, 7 cents!"

"My price increase is more than 7 cents! No, no, no!"

Zhang Geng rolled his eyes and cried whenever he wanted to. This was really sad and made the listeners shed tears: "My parents died when I was young. I grew watermelons in the desert every day, and my stepfather and stepmother wouldn't let me have enough to eat."

, I can only drink some soup and water all day long. I have raised the watermelon, which is green and round.

My stepfather split one open and gave a piece to my younger brother and a piece to my younger sister. I stretched out my hand to take it, but he beat me until it was covered in blood. Finally, he handed me a piece of watermelon rind that my younger brother had chewed and let me eat it.

.

I picked up the watermelon rind and put it in my mouth.

The rind of watermelon is bitter and astringent and not delicious at all. When I grow up, my only obsession is to take a bite of watermelon pulp to see if it is sweet as my little brother said..."

Zhang Geng's words were eloquent and vivid. After a while, a group of people gathered around him, and they all started sighing.

"Oh, what a sin! The stepfather and stepmother can't do it, and they won't even let me eat watermelon!"

"That's right, the child planted it himself. What a pitiful person!"

"Young man, don't be sad. This is your stepfather and stepmother's fault, not yours!"

"Boss, please give him a cheaper price. It's not easy for this young man!"

"That's right……"

The melon seller hesitated for a moment and said irritably: "Okay, okay, it's really unlucky. I'll sell you 7 cents a pound, so don't cry!"

Zhang Geng covered his face and cried even harder: "I only have twenty yuan left with me, and I just gave it all to that little kid!"

The melon seller's eyes widened, and he waved the watermelon knife in his hand twice: "Are you trying to get away with nothing?! Eat the watermelon if you don't get a single point?!"

The conversation of the people around him immediately changed: "The young man is pitiful, but he cannot be a freeloader!"

"Yeah, it's not good to eat for free, and it's not easy for us to get some fruits and vegetables to sell."

"Young man has both hands and feet. It's not a good idea to do something by yourself, but you can't just show off your misery to win sympathy..."

"..."

Zhang Geng smiled awkwardly and ran out dejectedly, not even saying he wanted to eat watermelon.

After walking for a while, Zhang Geng turned around and yelled: "Isn't it amazing to have a watermelon knife? Do you really think you are Xiang Huaqiang?! Damn it! My tears have been blinded in vain!"

I slapped Zhang Geng on the shoulder. He was so frightened that he covered his head and begged for mercy: "Brother! I was wrong!"

Then he squatted on the ground with his hands and feet, held his head in his hands, and sang: "I am conquered by you~~~"

Zhang Geng's singing voice is like a crow's crow, which is really too unpleasant to listen to.

I lowered my voice and threatened him: "If you don't want to die, do the splits on your head and shout three times that you are a fool."

Zhang Geng suddenly raised his head and smiled: "Brother Zhao!"

I frowned slightly: "How did you know it was me?"

"Hey! Why can't I recognize Brother Zhao's voice? Brother Zhao's voice is like a clear spring of nectar, like a crisp voice, like the spring breeze blowing on my face, and like a golden light. I can recognize it even if it turns into ashes!"

Zhang Geng had a flattering look on his face and said with pretense of regret: "What a pity. I originally wanted to cheat, ahem, I meant I wanted two pieces of watermelon to quench my brother Zhao's thirst. This melon seller is really unreasonable!"

I slapped him on the back of the head: "Okay, I know how to play tricks every day. Now we are empty-handed. Let's quickly think of ways to make money. If it doesn't work, I will sell you to northern Myanmar. I heard that you can make money."

few."

"Don't!" Zhang Geng shook his head repeatedly and said in horror: "Brother Zhao, I, I was joking. My yang energy has been sucked away by the human-faced rabbit. I am very weak and my kidneys are worthless. Brother Zhao, in fact, yours

Only the waist..."

"Huh?" I raised my eyebrows.

Zhang Geng tilted his head and explained: "I mean, your kidney is one of a kind. Even if you have a golden kidney, you can blind the eyes of those people without releasing it! After all, I, Brother Zhao, am a bronze medalist."

Inside the ancient coffin, two women were fighting fiercely..."

Seeing Zhang Geng's words getting more and more crooked, I couldn't bear it and kicked him.

He just stopped and smiled at me with a silly look on his face.

Seeing his careless look, I couldn't help but ask: "Did you grow watermelons when you were a child?"

"No."

"Then you just..."

"Oh, I made it up, but it's a pity that the melon seller didn't buy any oil or salt, and wouldn't even give me a piece of melon to eat. Damn it!"

"...So you don't have younger siblings? You're not an orphan either?"

"I had younger brothers and sisters before, and I am indeed an orphan, but..."

When he said this, Zhang Geng's expression was a little indifferent, and there was no emotion. He just stretched out his hand and made an outward movement: "When I was fifteen years old, they went out to celebrate my brother's birthday. On the way back,

There was a car accident. Bang! The car exploded and they were all dead. When I went there, their bodies were so mutilated that I couldn't even identify who they were."

I really didn't expect that Zhang Geng, who seemed so careless and heartless, had such a miserable past.

At fifteen years old, he was still only half a boy.

Zhang Geng laughed again, with a pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly: "It's all over. They didn't treat me well anyway. They only asked me to study hard. If I didn't get good grades, my father would beat me with a belt, and I was beaten hard.
Chapter completed!