Chapter 130：

Sell ​​books, clothes, computers, bedding, antiques ... and jewelry. Even if the two gold necklaces were only priced at five pounds of grain, no one cares.

Tang Miao is scanning each booth and heard a delicate voice.

"Brother, your two dogs are very beautiful. Buy two collars for your dogs so that they can wear them."

Tang Miao looked up, and a five- or six-year-old boy looked at him boldly, with dark eyes and eagerness and desire, holding a handful of collars in various colors. There was a young woman sitting behind the little boy. His face was thin, his cheekbones clear, and his eyes sunken deep. She should be the mother of the little boy. Gently looking at the little boy and glancing at Tang Miao, she said nothing, and probably did not dare to have much hope for it.

Tang Miao picked the collar and picked: "It's not bad. How can I change it?" He doesn't mind helping others without bringing danger to himself and those around him. Although this help is minimal, it doesn't matter to Xia. For people, it may be a hope to continue to live.

The little boy immediately smiled happily: "If my brother buys two collars, he only needs a pound of food. Right, mother?"

Tang Miao could not help but smile, secretly said that the child was very clever, knowing that he bought two.

The woman saw Tang Miao intentionally exchanging her face, and she even nodded, her dim eyes flashed: "Yes, yes, a pound of rice, a pound of flour, a pound of noodles, or four bags of instant noodles are OK.

Tang Miao nodded and was about to take off the backpack on his back. Suddenly he heard the angry barking of Charles and Haway not far away, and his look changed. Not far away was a large group of people, and it was from there that the voices of Charles and Haway came.

"I'll come again in a little while. Daddy, Charles and Blackway have an accident." Tang Miao dropped the collar and ran away.

The woman sighed in disappointment, and had no hope for the next transaction.

The little boy was full of joy, and he waved his little hand, exclaiming, "Brother, I am waiting for you."

司 Tang Sihuang raised his eyebrows and walked over it in a hurry. He didn't worry about the strength of Blackway and Charles.

Tang Miao pushed the crowd away.

"Charles, Hawe!"

"Wang!"

Tang Miao saw that the four big men turned against Heiwei and Charles with a knife, and his face sank, and he said, "What do you want to do?"

"What?" One of the men looked up and saw a slender young man talking, his smile deepened, and his eyes became cumbersome. "This is your dog? Your dog bit me, so we plan to kill They are treated as compensation. How about it? "

Tang Miao glanced at him and called: "Charles, Heyway, come here."

Charles threatened the man with his teeth before running to Tang Miao with Heiwei.

"Squat," Tang Miao said again.

Charles and Haway shook their tails and squatted at his feet.

Tang Miao patted their heads with both hands, hugged their arms around their chests, and smiled: "See? My dog ​​is very obedient, but not like some people like to bark around."

Tang Sihuang chuckled.

"Shit, how dare you scold me?" The man with a thick beard changed his face. "I said it was bitten if it was bitten. If you don't hand over your two dogs today, the uncle will use your mortgage!" He said, he Waving the knife, he slashed at Tang Miao. The watermelon was spitting wind, and the white blade shone a dazzling silver light in the sun.

Tang Miao made a sideways move and waved at Charles: "Charles, come on!"