Chapter 392

Here in the center of the city, after Yu Bing and Yingxing bought the sugar, the girl yelled to eat the sugar gourd.

But it's hard to break Yu Bing. This is the northwest part of China. There isn't even a hawthorn tree, let alone a sugar gourd.

"Yu Bing, I want to eat sugar gourd."

The girl jumped on the back of Yu Bing and said coquettishly.

"Yes, sugar gourd."

Yu Bing now feels like a big brother looking after his teenage sister.

After walking for a while with Yingxing on his back, Yu Bing has an idea in his heart after seeing a variety of fruits.

"Uncle, is there a place to sell amber sugar here?"

Yu Bing stopped a uncle on a bicycle and asked.

After seeing the Yingxing on Yu Bing's back, the uncle was stunned. Then he found that the young man had asked himself a question.

"Amber sugar is not clear, but there is a sugar shop on the corner of the commercial street ahead. You can go there and have a look."

Uncle stopped his bike and showed Yu Bing a way.

"Thank you, uncle."

After saying thanks, Yu Bing carries the girl and goes to the place that the uncle said.

"Yu Bing, we have sugar here. Why go to the sugar shop?"

Yingxing carrying a bag of goat milk candy said to Yu Bing, poor girl memory damage after mind also become simple up.

"Yingxing, don't you want to eat sugar gourd? Let me make a sugar gourd for you."

Carrying Yingxing on his back, Yu Bing said mysteriously that he had been in a misunderstanding before.

Why must Hawthorn be used to make sugar gourd.

Humming a song, Yu Bing is walking on the road, enjoying the prosperity of the city. He is leaving for Altyn Tagh tomorrow. I don't know how long it will take.

Soon, Yu Bing came to the corner of the street that uncle said.

Yu Bing saw a fruit shop nearby, thought for a while and walked over.

The two ice powers drove the nearly burned off SUV into the city center. The originally very expensive SUV was forced to feel cheap by the two men.

"Where did those people say they met?"

"A fruit shop."

The man with glasses took out a burnt drawing and looked at it for a while. With his memory, he reluctantly remembered the name of the fruit shop.

The SUV stopped in the fruit shop where Yu Bing went in the whimper of the engine.

"Get out of the car."

Opened the car door, beard walked down from the car, the clothes on the body had been burned a burning smell.

Glasses man still look depressed, after walking out of the car, the pace is even a little vain.

"Are those powers sure that the meeting place is here?"

Whiskers pulled off a wisp of roasted sticky hair, asked the man next to the glasses.

"That's right."

After wiping the dust on his glasses, the glasses man nodded, and then walked in first, regardless of his beard.

After the two powers got off the SUV, they went straight to the fruit shop.

"I'll buy some fruit to eat later. My mouth is too dry."

Beard looked at the door of the fruit, wiped dry lips.

"See them first."

The glasses man put the cleaned glasses on his ears again, patted his clothes, and fell a piece of ashes left behind after being burned.

The fruit shop is still relatively large. When they get inside, they turn around and look around. There are people from Urumqi who come to buy fruit.

Seeing these fruit pickers, they all looked at themselves, and their beards roared: "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome guy?"

A shocking word came out of his beard.

Many people were stunned for a while, and could not help laughing.

"Grass..."

As soon as he wanted to swear, the man with glasses next to him couldn't see it any more. He just thought it was embarrassing, so he quickly took the silly goods to a corner.

When passing by two men and women who choose grapes, the man with glasses suddenly feels a sense of familiarity.

"Two."

The man with glasses patted the man on the shoulder. In fact, he wanted to patte the woman on the shoulder, but he was afraid that he would not know someone else and misunderstood.

Yu Bing, who is picking grapes, turns his head when he hears someone patting him on the shoulder. This turn startles him.

Two Africans, fat and thin, stood in front of them.

"Crouching trough, African friend, how are you, from which country?"

Yu Bing put a bunch of grapes in the frame behind him and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the two men.

After seeing Yu Bing, the glasses man found that he didn't know him. When he just wanted to say sorry, he only heard this guy say someone from Africa.

Hard raised the face, glasses man just want to explain, Yingxing turned around.

This, no matter be glasses male or beard, all froze body, no longer have any movement.

It's this woman!

The man with glasses and whiskers roared at the bottom of his heart at the same time. Just as whiskers wanted to drink, the man with eyes quickly grabbed his arm.

"Sorry, we have the wrong person. Are you shopping here?"

The glasses man asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh, buy some grapes. Which country are you from in Africa?"

Yu Bing looked at them and found that they looked like Chinese people, but the skin was too dark.

Yingxing see these two people, eyes changed, and then there is no action, just picked up a grape peel into the mouth.

"We're not Africans, we're just suntanned."

Although the mouth said so, but the bottom of the glasses man's heart is in the dark curse, if not for your woman hair nerve, we will become this ghost look.

"By the way, sir, I think I'm predestined with you. I happen to know the owner of this store. You wait here. I'll ask him to bring you better grapes from the warehouse in the back."

The man with glasses sent his bearded arm away and said, holding Yu Bing's hand.

"I'm sorry. We don't know each other."

"No, no, no, I see my brother's face is an extraordinary person. We must make a knot in this friendship."

He patted Yu Bing on the shoulder again. The man with glasses asked him to shave several times. Then he went to the place where the fruit shop owner lived.

Yingxing still looks at the two people like a monkey show. Every now and then she peels a grape and puts it into Yu Bing's mouth. The assistant next to him secretly records how many grapes the girl ate.