"Oh..." Liang Yong's face could no longer be hanged, and he became white and red.

"Come here, I'll introduce you to some good sanitary napkins." The lady led Liang Yong back.

When I arrived at the women's area, the girls were still there. I saw Liang Yong following the sales lady and looking at Liang Yong curiously.

"Look here it is divided into daily and night models..." The lady pointed to more than ten sanitary napkins on the shelves and introduced them one by one, and finally asked which one is needed for beams.

"This... my girlfriend is about the same figure as you, but she is plumper here. Which one do you use?" Liang Yong was still confused after hearing her introduction. What's wrong with women is really troublesome.

"Haha, both of my models are suitable." The lady smiled, and a faint blush appeared on her face. However, Liang used the last sentence to say that she was not plump enough, which left a bump in her heart. She deliberately recommended one more for Liang.

"Then buy both." Liang Yong said generously.

I thought that even if Shu Yan couldn't use it, her girlfriend could use it, and her girlfriend had all kinds of figures.

Liang Yong bought sanitary napkins and left. Xia Ying stuffed potato chips into her mouth in the corner, while staring at her, "Shameless, I won't do good things all day long." She suddenly felt so blocked in her heart. She was very unhappy when she saw Liang Yong buy sanitary napkins.

Liang spent one yuan to buy a large opaque plastic bag, stuffed the sanitary napkin inside, and then covered it with plums, biscuits, chocolates, milk tea, etc. and many other snacks. Then he hurried back with the plastic bag, for fear that someone would find out that he bought women's supplies.

When he was knocking on the door, Teacher Wu came out and saw Liang Yong was stunned. Then he greeted him with a look of silence, "Teacher Liang is here to see Teacher Shu! What delicious food are they bringing." He was very enthusiastic, and when he came up, he turned over the plastic bag in Liang Yong's hand.

Teacher Wu is in her forties and enthusiastic and cheerful. Her husband works in another place and usually lives alone. So after school starts, she lives in the school dormitory. She is very close to Shu Yan and has a close relationship with her neighbors, and there is no taboo on private topics between women.

"Hehe, Yanyan is in poor health, I'll take a look." Liang Yong scratched his head embarrassedly.

"How can you buy some unnutritious snacks? Yanyan is weak and has a period of menstruation. At this time, it is the most important thing to supplement nutrition. Men are careless. You see, the model is wrong when buying this sanitary napkin. It is either too big or too small..." Teacher Wu complained after looking through the plastic bags.

Liang made Liang blush with his old face and scratched his head hard. How could women be known to everyone? How did Teacher Wu know that Yanyan had a period of menstruation?

"Hehe, I don't know how to make food. I'll go to the hotel to buy ready-made ones." Liang Yong said embarrassedly.

At this time, Shu Yan opened the door, still with her feet tightly and looked cautious. Seeing that Teacher Wu was accusing Liang Yong and she didn't dissuade her, she smirked.

"The food from the hotel is even less nutritious and is all junk food. In this way, when you go to the vegetable market to buy an old hen, it must be authentic local chicken, mushrooms and red dates... I'll help you stew the soup with the pot." Teacher Wu said generously. Then he took the plastic bag from Liang Yong's hand and walked into the house with Shu Yan, and cooled Liang at the door.

Liang Yong stood at the door scratching his head, thinking that this elder sister really didn't think she was an outsider and could catch up with her mother-in-law.

OK! I will buy local chicken and stew mushrooms, so I will buy it now. It is easier to buy vegetables than to buy sanitary napkins.

"Yanyan, I'm going to buy vegetables." Liang Yong walked around the house, stuffed the door key into his pocket while Shu Yan was not paying attention, and then called him downstairs.

There is a vegetable market in Huadu University, but Liang Yong didn’t go there. Teacher Wu said that you can’t buy authentic local chickens there. You have to go to the Jiangdu vegetable market outside the school. Old rural farmers often pick local chickens to sell at the entrance of the vegetable market.

Liang Yong drove a Porsche to the place in ten minutes, went around the vegetable market and bought all the ingredients on Teacher Wu's recipe. Then he went to the poultry area and went around. He was not satisfied with the several stores and could not find authentic local chickens. Liang Yong came from the countryside and naturally knew local chickens. The authentic local chickens were of various colors and sizes, unlike the broilers from chicken farms that were printed on the same mold.

Especially the claws of chickens, the claws of local chickens are short and sharp, which is the result of eating in the wild all year round. Moreover, local chickens are active by nature and wild. Unlike those broilers who lie in chicken cages and face death calmly, they will clatter and flap their wings to resist when they move.

As Mr. Wu said, there were no local chickens in the vegetable market. Liang Yong carried a large bag of small bags out of the vegetable market, preparing to go to the door to try his luck. While looking around, suddenly there was a noise, shouting and begging in front of him.

When I walked over, I saw two gangsters in the crowd wearing strange clothes and hair like chicken coops were shouting and scolding: "Fuck! Damn old man, the old man is interested in you, but he is still unwilling to sell them."

"Does the old man sell it?"

"Two guys, you really can't buy it! The five chickens here are at least kilograms, and the kilogram is 400 yuan per catty. But you only give it 50 yuan..." The simple-dressed old man squatted on the ground to protect the chicken cage in front of him explained.

"Fuck! Who dares to buy these sick chickens? Who dares to buy them?" The bald man threatened fiercely and shot his eyes around, scaring the onlookers so much that the onlookers retreated repeatedly.

"I can't sell a few sick chickens, I'll give you 50 yuan, that's too much." The crooked mouth next to me shouted.

"Young man can't be wronged. I was still jumping around when I caught them in the morning. How could it be a sick chicken?" The old man defended anxiously.

"Fuck! Who is your brother? How dare you scold me!" The slut cursed, kicked the old man down and reached out to grab the chicken cage.

"Old guy, did you call me brother? Every day, hundreds of brothers beg me to call me brother Billy, but I can't line up." The wicked mouth followed and kicked again.

The old man was kicked twice, but he had not yet fallen down. He grabbed the chicken cage with both hands and cried loudly: "You are robbing, are there any kingly law?"

"Fuck! I'm the biggest here, where did I get the king's method?" The slut pulled it a few times and didn't pull the chicken cage. He became even more angry. He picked up the old man's shoulder pole that carried the chicken cage and beat it.

This morning, the eldest brother Bao asked him to buy a few local chickens and said that he would invite important guests tonight. They wandered around the vegetable market for two hours before they found out that the local chickens were sold, so they naturally refused to let them go.

Seeing that the shoulder pole was about to fall on the old man's arm, these gangsters were extremely ruthless. Although it was not fatal, it was inevitable that they would break their hands and feet if they were smashed.

"Ah! Help!" The old man was so scared that he hugged his head with both hands. The slut's shoulder pole had no intention of pausing at all, and he changed direction and smashed it down.

Everyone was so scared that they exclaimed in unison, and the two gangsters laughed hideously. They had done too much such things, and no one dared to challenge them in the vegetable market.

Liang Yong looked at it for a few minutes and knew that he could not watch anymore. The most shameful behavior of bullying the weak is that if you have the ability, you should challenge the police, challenge the old men who drive luxury cars, and bully an honest farmer, what kind of hero is it?
Chapter completed!