Chapter 887

Bo Yan is usually not without love, just a little calm, just a few young people holding a flower basket, let him buy a rose for his girlfriend, he did not hand.

A bunch of roses pretending to be roses, dare to sell 31, this year's money is really good to earn.

Xia Siyu came and saw a lot of roasted sweet potatoes, sweet and soft. She has no idol burden at all. What she likes most is not the big French food, but these roadside stalls. She grabs Bo Yan to buy it.

Bo Yan just wanted to ask the price, the other side said with a slightly dialect accent apologetically: "can I use money. I don't have a QR code. If I have a QR code that belongs to my son, I will go directly to him. "

Bo Yan nodded. That's why. No wonder there are so many people in today's traffic. There are still few people in this stall. Most people can't pay by mobile phone.

However, it was difficult for him. He was afraid that xiasiyu would go to the night market today. He brought some change, so he asked the other party to pick a sweet potato with a heart, a skin burst, and a continuous flow of oil. Xia Siyu stood for a long time to watch the fireworks. She was really hungry. Anyway, there was no one else here. She took a bite of the sweet potato. Sweet potato is very hot, her hands are very hot, her mouth is also very hot, but it is fragrant and sweet, especially soft and waxy.

Bo Yan handed him a twenty dollar bill. Unexpectedly, the other party finally found him fifteen dollars. She also rummaged in her change and gave him fifty cents.

It has been many years since Bo Yan bought such a cheap snack. He was a little shocked. This sweet potato has just been clearly weighed, at least two Jin, but only received more than four yuan from him!

Xia Siyu also saw it, with a little bit of bad taste in her eyes. Bo Yan looked back at her, and then at the old man. She still had coal ash on her face, and her clothes were a little dirty by the charcoal fire, but her hands were very clean. She just laughed: "this is our own kind of sweet potato, and it's cheap this year. How much is it. It's hard money for me. "

Bo Yan nodded and looked back at Xia Siyu. His eyes softened and he asked her, "is this delicious?"

Xia Siyu nodded desperately with sweet potato in his hand, and Bo Yan laughed, "how many sweet potatoes do you have? I want to buy them for my friends to eat together. We have several friends here, and we all like them. "

He wanted to help, but he didn't want to pay directly. When the other party came to the stall in cold weather, he relied on his own hands to make money and directly threw cash to her. It was too humiliating for him to do it.

The old man weighed it. Today, there was a firework party. The sale was relatively fast, with less than 10 jin left. Bo Yan bought all of them and handed them to her for 50 kg. The other party was still in a bit of a dilemma: "this I can't find it. "

She didn't have so much change, but Bo Yan was gentle. He said with a smile, "well, you can give us more plastic bags so that we can pack them separately. I'll share it with my friends later. Now there are charges for plastic bags in supermarkets. "

The other party nodded quickly, gave him the change as much as possible, prepared a lot of oil paper, and handed him several layers of plastic bags.

Bo YANTI is in his hand and goes back with Xia Siyu. Xia Siyu had a little fluctuation in her heart, and she didn't chew the sweet potato in her mouth: "remember those people in the northwest?"

They donated hope primary school and built roads for the village. But I always feel that there is something stuffy in my heart.

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