I saw that the woman kept throwing paper money into the fire, but as long as she threw a handful of money in, a large amount of real money would float down from the sky inexplicably.
The money fell under the feet of the woman and the child, but neither of them even glanced at it. This strange scene made me feel a little scary, and I didn't dare to look at it anymore. I ran out of the street and ran to the place where there was no money.
I just calmed down a little bit.
But I still couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the money floating on the ground was made from paper money in the hands of women? Besides, it was midnight, and there wasn't even a dog on the street. Why would there be a woman leading a child to burn paper?
Thinking of this, I started to feel a cold breeze on the back of my neck. I felt that they were not good people.
Originally, I wanted to go back to the hospital directly, but I was a little scared thinking about meeting the woman and the child on the way. Plus, I was really hungry at that time, so I continued to walk a few steps forward to see if there were any.
Opened convenience stores and so on.
I walked forward for about a hundred meters. I saw a store with lights on in front of me. I walked to the door and took a look. I found that it was indeed a convenience store. Although the store was quite big, the lights were on.
It was extremely dark and shabby inside, just like a small shop at the entrance of a village. You could vaguely see an old lady sitting at the door.
Anyway, it was better than being hungry. After much thought, I went in and said to the old lady sitting at the door: "Boss, can you bring me a box of big cloud quilts?"
Unexpectedly, she was so awesome that she didn't even raise her head and slowly said two words: "No."
I was stunned for a moment and asked her why your convenience store doesn’t sell cigarettes? Is there any bread or something? She pointed to the room and said she could get what she wanted, and then continued to the place where she couldn’t sit.
I just stood there and looked at her with my head tilted, because I had never seen such an outrageous boss. I thought to myself, no wonder this place is so shabby. It seems like it is going bankrupt. It’s crazy if such a boss can do good business in this stall.
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Maybe it was because her house was too run-down and no one came in to buy things during the day, so she opened the business at night to earn some hard money. Thinking of this, I ignored her and went inside to get things. After all, I was here to buy.
It's not a bad thing to vent your anger here.
But as soon as I walked in, I was stunned. What did this store sell? There was a whole row of snacks on the left, including a lot of fruit shortcakes and waterless cakes, but these things looked like they had been there for several years.
Yes, is it better than him? My brain is so tough that I even doubt if one bite will break my big teeth.
There are fruits in the row on the right. There are a lot of things but not many kinds. They are all apples, ducks, pears, bananas and the like. But these fruits are the same as those picked from the trash can. Most of them are squishy, and some are even wet.
Rotten.
And the snacks he sells in the store are also outrageous, such as prawn crisps, sorghum, sweet figs, and even some Coca-Cola, which is so bad that my father may not have even drank it.
The most important thing was that everything was covered with a layer of dust, and some were even covered with nets. I suppressed my nausea, picked out a few items that looked barely edible, and took them to the door to ask the old lady how much they wanted.
As a result, I was dumbfounded when the old lady raised her head. Damn it, this doesn't look like a human face.
I believe that she is a hundred years old, because her face is full of wrinkles, her eye sockets are deeply sunken, her cheekbones are bulging, and she has a hooked nose. She looks like a thief at night.
It's scary.
But her eyes were particularly energetic. For a moment, I seemed to see a green light shining in the old lady's eyes.
Anyway, her face frightened me so much that I took out a piece of money and handed it over tremblingly, thinking about buying it and leaving immediately, because I felt chills on my back when I saw her eyes.
But for some reason, the old lady took the money and looked at me, then suddenly sneered and said: "You go away, I can't sell you anything."
I was dumbfounded and asked the old lady confusedly what she meant and why she didn't sell it to me. She said it was boring and she just wouldn't sell it.
Seeing her like that, I felt a little guilty in my heart, wondering if there was something wrong with the money I picked up just now. The old lady was angry when she saw that I used fake money to fool her? I said to her again, aunt, don’t you love me?
Do you want to collect cash? I can send it to you via WeChat.
But the old lady still shook her head and said it had nothing to do with money, she just didn't want to sell it, and she told me to leave as soon as possible.
Now I was a little unhappy, so I asked the old lady, are you kidding me? Your stuff is so useless, I finally picked out a few edible items, but you told me you won’t sell them, are you torturing people?
Maybe this sentence made the old lady angry, so she raised her head and stared at me. I also stared at her, but her eyes were so scary. It looked like a zombie in the movie.
It seemed like there was something white on the eyeballs, staring straight at me.
Anyway, after looking at each other for a while, I started to sweat on my forehead, and I felt a little guilty. I always felt that this old lady was talking about something.
Moreover, the old lady's gaze became more and more sharp, which made my legs feel a little weak. I was just thinking about whether to run away, when another person suddenly came in from the door.
It was a man. It was quite dark in the room and I couldn’t see what he looked like, but he asked me the same thing as soon as he came in: “Boss, do you have any cigarettes?”
This sentence helped me out, because the old lady lowered her head again and slowly uttered two words: "No."
Then the man asked again: "Do you have anything to eat?"
When he said this, an idea suddenly popped into my head, so I walked over and pulled the man aside and told him, brother, this old lady doesn't know why she doesn't sell me anything, I'll give you the money.
, can you help me buy something?
The man was stunned and asked me, "Why don't I sell you something?"
I said maybe I was a little hasty and she wasn't happy with it. Then the man whispered to me, "No, brother, the old lady can hear us talking. Do you think she can sell it to me?"
I said, please help me, brother. I am really hungry too, and I still have two cigarettes in my pocket. After a while, we each smoked one separately.
As soon as he heard me say that there was a cigarette in his pocket, the man's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, OK, brother, I'll go ask it for you.
Then he went to find the old lady with his things and entertained me. As expected, smokers all over the world are all members of the same family. Smoking is better than money when you go out.
Sure enough, when the man handed over the money, the old lady didn't say anything, just took it and let him leave. I was really puzzled. I couldn't figure out how I offended the old lady and why she
Why don't you sell me something?
Later, we walked out together, and the man handed me something. I was really hungry, so I took out a piece of cake and took a bite.
But as soon as the thing entered my mouth, I felt something was wrong.