A small blue tricycle loaded with fresh vegetables descended from the hillside and drove all the way to the town. The strange thing was that the driver in front of the tattered tricycle was a young and handsome man. Jun's warm temperament is incompatible with Xiaopo Sanlun.
Xiao Po San Lun sounded all the way. In addition to vegetables, there was a small bench in the back seat. A dumpling was sitting on it with a small schoolbag. She was very excited. A "safety belt" made of a long strip of cloth.
Thanks to this seat belt, she fixed her small body in the carriage, otherwise the dumplings would be excited.
She couldn't move her body around, and her mouth was not idle. She tried her best to applaud her father who was driving, "Dad drive, father come on!" There was no time to stop along the way.
Zhu Ji: "… "
The staff who followed the filming almost didn't laugh crazy. I wish the film emperor Gao Lingzhihua's gentle and elegant person set collapsed, and the audience can laugh for a year when he rides a small broken tricycle with his daughter to sell vegetables!
Zhang Daxi was staring at the screen with his eyes shining in the background of the program group at this time, and he was almost not happy! This is so funny for father and daughter! Where can you see such an actor besides his show
Zhang Daxi dares to guarantee that if this scene is broadcast, the fans of the actor will be crazy, and even if they are not fans, the pure passers-by will laugh to death.
Thinking of this, Zhang Daxi couldn't help but look at the powerful dumplings.
The dog's leg of the dumpling is the dog's leg, and he doesn't hesitate to speak up.
Time went back to the time when the old man asked Tuanzi and her father to sell money. When Tuanzi heard that he could live in a big house, he immediately agreed with a small chest. What is selling vegetables? The dumpling looked excited and said that she would be able to sell grandpa's vegetables cleanly, and she would make the most money!
Zhu Ji, the father, didn't have time to speak, but the dumplings had already helped her father and the old man reach a happy deal.
Zhu Ji: "… "
Zhu Ji has never ridden a tricycle in his life, not even when he was the most depressed in his youth, let alone taking a cart of vegetables to sell in the vegetable market.
At most, he used to ride a bicycle to deliver express delivery or milk to others. At that time, the poor could not afford an electric car. He only had an old bicycle with high bars, which was his only property. Later, he had the money to buy it directly. The four-wheeled car is a small supercar, and I have never ridden an electric car or a tricycle.
But under the dangzi's bright eyes and the expectation that my father can do anything, Zhu Ji swallowed the refusal, not to mention... The old man agreed to live in a house, and the tuanzi was reluctant to spend money to live in a hotel. Of course, it would be better if he could live in a big house. .
So there is such a scene. There is not much difference between riding a bicycle and an electric car, not to mention that there are three wheels. Zhu Ji has strong learning ability. He can see what is going on at a glance. It seems to be crawling, and after getting used to it, it drives towards the town at a constant speed.
The road was fairly stable along the way, the cement was basically brushed, and there were few potholes. Rao so waited for the destination vegetable market, and the dumpling felt that his butt was not his own.
She didn't say anything from the back, it was all in pain, and she didn't dare to speak, for fear of affecting Baba's driving, she stood up with her little butt covered, gasped and rubbed, and when she was done she stretched out her two short hands to ask her father to hug her. .
Zhu Ji picked up the milk-flavored dumpling, and the dumpling was aggrieved. He lay on his father's shoulder and cried, saying that his little butt was hurt.
Anyone who has ever ridden an electric tricycle knows that this thing is very annoying. The slightly undulating road butt is uneasy. It’s okay to sit for a short distance.
The meat of the dumplings was tender, and she felt the pain in tears afterward. Zhu Ji wanted to take her to the hospital to see if there was anything wrong and whether to take medicine or not. After all, the child's bones were soft, and he was afraid that it would be shaken.
Tuanzi quickly refused, "Dad, we still have to sell vegetables to make money!"
An aunt passed by and saw them carrying a carload of vegetables and kindly reminded: "What about the young man selling vegetables? If you want to sell it, go as soon as possible. After a while, there will be no place for it."
The enthusiastic aunt saw the dumpling clutching her little butt, and after listening to a few words, she knew what was going on. She was also bold, and rubbed the dumpling's buttocks directly, touched a couple of times and said it was all right, "My grandson also When I was three years old, I followed me to the stall every day, and now I'm used to sitting, it's alright, it'll be fine in a while."
The dumplings also felt that it was all right, she was just sore from the shock, and she thought of her father kissing her and holding her high before acting like a spoiled child.
At this moment, seeing my aunt talking to me, she also raised her little paw to express that she was fine, "Dad, let's go to sell vegetables first, and if the sound is still in pain after the sale, we will have the money to go to the doctor!"
This bill is still very good for dumplings. The old grandmother in the community used to say that the hospital is expensive, and a trip will cost a lot of money, and the dumplings are reluctant!
Seeing her aching face and trying to ensure that she was fine, the photographers smirked and felt uncomfortable. Later, they added a money fan emoji to the dumplings, saying: "Don't think about taking money from Ben Yin! Dad! Neither!"
The vegetable market in the town is not big, but it has all the internal organs and everything in it. It is lively and lively. It is not too early for the morning market. Selling vegetables, fruits, fish, meat and tofu, few young people set up stalls.
I wish Ji's father and daughter and the enthusiastic aunt came back and forth. The enthusiastic aunt is a fruit seller. She has set up a stall at a fixed stall. Looking at the big and small faces of the vegetable market, she can see that the children are cute and beautiful. , he sighed and pointed to them.
"Did you see it?" She pointed to the east of the vegetable market, which is more remote and less crowded, "You go there, there is still space there, we pay for the fixed stall here, and there is no money there. If the chengguan comes, just move it away secretly, and the general chengguan can’t manage it here, even if you leave it there.”
The aunt saw that the dumplings were cute and said a few more words, "Young man, why are you still so young and you have to sell vegetables? Our vegetables are the worst to sell here. Every family grows their own vegetables, so what else do you buy? Can't you buy them? Not to mention the starting price, it is still unsalable.”
The aunt looked at the carload of dishes behind the father and daughter and shook her head, seeing Zhu Ji's eyes full of sympathy, "Are these dishes collected from others? It costs a lot of money? Hey, I guess I don't charge two hundred. Come, you must be busy for nothing, it is a good thing to lose!"
After speaking, the aunt began to entertain the new guests, and she had no time to give pointers to the young dad who was about to lose money.
I wish this carload of food was really received.
He spent 300 yuan to collect the vegetables from the old man. At first, the old man refused to accept it. He knew that the vegetables were not easy to sell here. Usually, when he went to sell vegetables with his wife, he would sell them half for free, and at most earn a couple of dollars. Hundred, which is worth three hundred.
But Zhu Ji looked at the freshness of the vegetables and thought it was feasible, and borrowed the old man's tricycle and scale, plastic bags and other necessary tools for selling vegetables, all of which were included.
The money was still given, not to mention that the old man felt distressed about those dishes, and promised to live in a house when they sold out. This is true.
The dumplings went to set up a stall behind Dad's buttocks, and the three big boxes of vegetables were moved down and placed in a temporary stall.
I only brought a small maza, which is the small bench that the dumplings sat on when they were on the tricycle. At this moment, the small maza let my father sit. There happened to be a long slate table in front of the stall in the vegetable market. The row was very long. Putting it on it, Zhu Ji found a clean cloth to lay it on and let the dumplings sit on it too.
There are many people coming and going in the vegetable market, and the new father and daughter selling vegetables quickly attracted attention.
The housewives who usually come to buy vegetables are uncles and aunts. In the vegetable market in the town, most of the people who come out to set up stalls are elderly. There are very few young people who are so handsome, let alone this young man. A one or three-year-old doll, the doll looks cute, white and tender, pink and jade carving, and it is pleasing to look at.
Two aunties walked to the booth one after the other, picked up a few eggplants, vegetables and melons and looked at them and said that the vegetables were very fresh, and then asked how to sell them
Zhu Ji put on a board with the price just written, "Tomatoes are two yuan per catty, cabbage is two yuan per pound, eggplants are three yuan five..."
The aunt in yellow raised her eyebrows and said that it was too expensive, "Young man, do you see which one sells vegetables in this neighborhood that is so expensive? It's about the same for a pound of tomatoes."
Zhu Ji smiled and said nothing. He was handsome and handsome, and the aunt looked at him, and then at the children who were sitting next to the dishes.
"This child is so cute, let's just give it a shot. I buy five catties of tomatoes and give me this child?"
Everyone can hear the aunt is joking. Zhu Ji has always been good at talking, but when he heard this, he frowned slightly and said seriously, "Auntie, this is my daughter, and I don't sell it."
With his serious words, he amused the two aunts, and was about to say something when the dumpling crawled over and hugged his father's arm tightly, and said, "Yinyin is not for sale, Yinyin belongs to my father, how are you, grandma? selling!"
She repeated a sentence over and over again, how can you sell Yinyin if you don't sell it
Tuanzi understood that this grandma told her father to buy herself. She couldn't hear the jokes in the adult world, for fear that her father would give her to her. Sold it to grandma.
The dumplings did what they said, standing on the slate table, half a body taller than the dishes on the table, with a pair of short legs hidden inside.
She held her small fat waist on her shoulders, and the little milky voice began to squeak, learning to sell like the adults on TV: "Selling vegetables and buying vegetables, come and buy the tender and delicious vegetables!"
The dumplings are very hardworking, and the tender little milk voice is particularly unique among the shouts of grandparents and aunts. Several people were attracted to come over, and then the little dumpling looked like a jade-like figure. , when a small fat face saw someone coming over, she instantly looked at the person, and she felt fun, and her mood improved.
Here are a few busy aunts and aunts. They come to the vegetable market as a daily routine. If you come across something good, you can grab it and buy it and take it home for extra meals. Don't buy it, there's nothing missing anyway.
It was precisely because I had time to join in the fun that I saw a three-year-old child hawking at the stall and came over here.
The uncles and aunts stared at the dumplings with great interest. They did not ask the adults who could be in charge, but asked the children, how to sell this and how to sell that.
The characters on the board were not recognizable except for 123456, so they pointed to the board and showed them, "It's the price above, but it's cheap. The dishes were picked by Yin Yin and Dad, grandparents in the morning, and they are very fresh. , Tomatoes are very sweet, Yinyin has eaten them herself."
Tuanzi has an innate talent, she can always make people listen to her involuntarily, even if she is three years old and her expressive ability is not very good, the uncle and aunt are willing to listen to her, and the little milky voice is soft, One mouthful of grandparents, not to mention how sweet they are.
She still has a serious face, and her big round eyes are very sincere when looking at people. The dumpling really wants to sell the vegetables. After selling it, she can earn back the 300 yuan that her father gave to her grandfather, and she can also make money with her. Dad lives in a big house, and there's nothing better.
It's easier than picking up a bottle anyway, Danzi thinks so!
Facing the questioning of many unfamiliar grandparents, Tuanzi tried his best to hold his face, afraid of making jokes, and wanted to look more reliable, with his little hands behind his back, like a little boss.
Everyone laughed and watched, and there were more onlookers on the side. They stood and listened to the dumpling. Once the dumpling stopped, they continued to give her problems and ask her questions.
Zhu Ji has never been too concerned about her daughter's communication with outsiders. A three-year-old child is at a time when his learning ability is strong, and his plasticity is also strong. At this time, it would not be a bad thing to have more contact with outsiders. He just sat and watched. His three-year-old daughter sells food to people.