Chapter 2382

"In the evening, just go out and walk in the street!"

Nangong Ziyan shook her head and said.

Some things, Nangong Ziyan hard to say, let his man to see.

"Good!"

Ye Guangrong nodded and said.

Since the hot spring was opened, the economy of Taoyuan village has been developing rapidly. A village is developing like a county, with several prosperous streets.

Ye Guangrong used to walk around the village when the old village leaders were still there. Since the old village leaders passed away, ye Guangrong has rarely walked around the village.

After all, their identity and status are in the village. People in the village are very restrained when they see and speak to themselves.

Especially at night, ye Rongrong has not visited the night market of the village for several years.

"I went out for a walk that night. Which one of you will go out with me?"

Ye Guangrong asked.

"I'll tell Zhuang Zhuang a story in the evening!"

Liu Qingqing said.

"I have to settle the income and expenditure of our family in the evening. I can't go away with you."

Liu Yifei also shook his head and said.

At the end of each month, Liu Yifei calculates her family's income and expenses. She doesn't expect Liu Qingqing to do this kind of headache. If she is asked to calculate these accounts, she won't even know if she is sold.

As for ye Guangrong, I can't count on him any more. This is the biggest shake off shopkeeper in my family.

Fortunately, there is ye piaoyue at home. They help themselves, otherwise they will be tired to death alone.

"Husband, we have to report to the capital in the evening."

Nangong Ziyan said apologetically.

"Forget it, I'd better go out alone!"

Ye Rongrong said gloomily.

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It's September now, and it's dark a little earlier. Last week, at seven o'clock, it was still a little bright, but now it's a little more than six o'clock, it's completely dark. If there are no street lights, I basically look down on this road.

Ye Guangrong plays with his son at home for a while. Looking at the time, it's already eight o'clock in the evening. Standing up, ye Guangrong goes to the village.

Walking out of the yard of Ye Rongrong's family, in order not to affect the yard of Ye Rongrong's family and disturb Ye Rongrong's family, there are no buildings in the area where the yard of Ye Rongrong's family is more than 1000 meters around, which is still farmland.

But once out of this area, it's like entering another world.

At night, there are many high-rise buildings and the streets are full of traffic. Bustling crowd, like the tide, neon glare, light trance. It's both illusory and true.

Inside and outside the bar shouting, wanton crowd, antique streets flashing brand beer advertising lights.

If you don't know this is a village, you really think that you have come to a downtown corner of a big city.

The night market didn't cool down because of the cool wind. The silence of the night didn't seem to fall over the night market. The night market was expanding, and the noise and lights lit up the agitation in people's hearts.

Everyone's mouth is beating and mumbling. In a word, you can't stop your mouth in such a busy place.

There is no need to say that there are all kinds of commodities in the night market, but the people who attract people are all kinds of people.

A young man here is staring at the beautiful woman in a short skirt. The handsome man over there is staring at the long flowing hair of the landlady. The night market seems to be an aesthetic place.

On the other side, the food street is full of people. When the cool wind blows, it turns into a heat wave. Moreover, it is mixed with the fragrance of various snacks. A "heat wave of mixed smell" blows to every corner of the night market, warming up the already high fever night market.

"I didn't expect that the night market in Taoyuan village was so busy!"

See this scene, ye Rongrong incomparable emotion.

If you go back ten years, ye Rongrong can't imagine that this Taoyuan Village will develop so well one day, so prosperous and lively.

However, ye Guangrong likes quietness and doesn't like this noisy environment.

Ye Rongrong remembers that eight years ago, when he visited the night market in the village, he was still calm at night. There were not many people on the street, but the stalls and restaurants were more lively at night. At that time, there were no KTV, bars and Internet cafes.

But now, there are all these, and there are more than one. Ye Rongrong even saw a big cinema.

It seems that Taoyuan village has developed too fast in recent years.

But I don't know why, ye Rongrong doesn't like this kind of prosperity, maybe he is not young.

That's right. People in their fifties are still young in appearance, like young men in their twenties and thirties, but they are still old in heart.

Ye Guangrong couldn't help feeling.

In a corner of the night market, there is a place that seems very quiet. It's most appropriate to describe it as a place with few cars and horses in front of the door. However, ye Guangrong's eyes can't help shining when he sees it.I saw a small bookstand in the corner, a black carpet on the floor, and a stack of books on the floor.

In front of the carpet, there were still some Mazars, and some customers were enjoying the dim light. The boss is like a literary youth with a beard.

And it's the kind of Internet writer who wrote a lot of novels but was not appreciated, and had to earn a small profit by selling a book.

Ye Rongrong went over and asked the bookseller, "boss, do you have the book" good deeds of the system in the world "

"No

His answer was low, even painful, as if it came from two worlds.

"No?"

Ye Rongrong is a little disappointed.

"Do you like this book?"

Listening to Ye Rongrong's disappointed tone, the bookseller looks up and asks Ye Rongrong.

"Well, there are too few books about good people and good people now. There are not many books about good people and good people, and they are basically eunuchs. This book" systematic good deeds world "is still sticking to it. I want to buy one to have a look, which can be regarded as a support for the author. I hope he doesn't want eunuchs."

Ye Rongrong said.

"Thank you

The bookstall owner said gratefully to Ye Rongrong.

"Thank you?"

Ye Rongrong was stunned.

"I I'm the author of this book, the good deeds of the system. "

The stall owner said with some embarrassment.

"You Are you the author of the good deeds of the system

Ye Rongrong looked at the stall owner in shock and asked.

I didn't expect to meet a bookseller on the street who wrote novels. I'm in the same trade with myself, and I've written two novels.

"Yes, I wrote the book" systematic good deeds in the world ". Before writing this novel, many colleagues advised me not to write this book about good people and good human beings. Basically, they wrote one book after another. The lesson from the past was that they were all eunuchs. But I was stubborn and went dark all the way. As you can see, in order to live, I had to set up a stall It's a pity that there are fewer and fewer people reading books now, and the business is not good... "

The stall owner said helplessly.

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