Mrs. Mo Xiangjiao

He held back his anger, and said kindly: "That horn comb is precious, how can I pay so much, I really won't lie to you, that horn comb costs ten cents just for the purchase price, I just want to see if you don't like it." I’m here to buy something, so I’ll give you a cheaper price, don’t I hope you will come to my business again next time?”

He originally wanted to please Bai Xiaofeng, but he didn't expect to poke Bai Xiaofeng's sore foot.

"What do you mean I never come? I don't like what you teach!" Bai Xiaofeng gave him a disdainful look, and said, "You don't even look at the garbage in your basket, I don't By the way, our Bai family can be regarded as a respectable household in Fenglao Village, so we can't look down on something like you."

The fire in Lao Qian's belly was about to be drawn out, but his little showyness still made him continue to say patiently: "It's my fault, it's my fault, I just wanted to say something nice. "

Bai Xiaofeng curled her lips: "You don't sound like nice words."

"Come here to calm down." Old Qian took two sold hair ropes from the basket, and handed them to Bai Xiaofeng, "I gave you this for nothing, you won't be charged for this one."

Bai Xiaofeng's anger dissipated immediately, his face still had that savage look, before he could take it back, he was stunned for a long time before he realized: "For me?"

"Of course, I hope you will come to my place to buy more things next time!" Old Qian said with a smile.

Naturally, Bai Xiaofeng was not polite, and stretched out his hand to take the two hair ties, the color of these two hair ties is conspicuous, it's best for a little girl like her to wear this kind of hair ties.

The headbands of these colors are selling fast, and there is not much money left here, so it is really distressing for him.

Bai Xiaofeng didn't think much about it, he looked at the horn comb and two colorful hair ties in his hand with a happy face, thinking that he could buy so many things after giving away the money, what a fool.

Old Qian didn't know that she compared herself to a fool, and with a flattering smile on her face, she asked, "I see that your hair is messy, isn't it easy to comb it?"

With a soft mouth and short hands, Bai Xiaofeng's temper has improved a lot now: "I usually dress up a lot, and I just had something to do, so I didn't tidy up."

Old Qian dealt with it casually, beckoning him to come over.

Bai Xiaofeng took his things, and her affection for this person increased a lot, so she walked over without even thinking about it.

Old Qian said: "I used to do business with a maidservant from a wealthy family, and she taught me how to comb my hair. Don't mention it, I'm pretty good at combing hair."

Bai Xiaofeng opened his eyes wide, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Really, is it the hair style of a rich lady?"

Old Qian nodded: "Isn't it? I have learned several kinds. Do you want to learn?"

Bai Xiaofeng nodded: "Okay, okay!" After thinking about it, he hesitated, "But, how are you going to teach me?"

She looked at Lao Qian vigilantly. After all, men and women are different, and Lao Qian should not be allowed to get too close. This is not a hidden place. Ruin her reputation?

"Well, come with me." Old Qian walked towards the haystack piled up outside, "This haystack is just right, so I'll use this hay to give you a demonstration? How about it?"

This method is just right, every household has piles of haystacks piled up on top of each other, the licorice is long and thin, although it is not as good as hair, it can be used for demonstrations, but it is more than enough.

Old money is skillful, he used to do handicrafts, but later he became lazy and gradually became lazy, and then he became a porter, shopping around, turning around to buy wine when he got some money.

Bai Xiaofeng really wanted to imitate the rich lady's hair, and she also wanted to be as glamorous and beautiful as him. Although she knew it was inappropriate, she still nodded and followed him.

Lao Qian didn't think of taking advantage of her in such a crowded place, he really taught her seriously.However, it was naturally impossible to just teach her hair, and more or less asked about her family affairs, knowing that the two of them lived at home and there was no one else.

Bai Xiaofeng is smart, Lao Qian has demonstrated it twice, and she has already learned it.After learning three or four styles from Lao Qian in a row, Bai Xiaofeng looked excited and was ready to go back and try it himself.

Old Qian looked at the sky and said, "I think it's getting late, I have to go back first, otherwise I won't have a place to have lunch."

Bai Xiaofeng couldn't stop thinking: "Don't leave so fast, isn't it just a lunch, just come to my house to eat."

"That's a good idea?"

"You gave me so many things and taught me so many hair styles. I can't take advantage of you for nothing."

Bai Xiaofeng is not the type to say such things, she actually just wants Lao Qian to teach her more, it is best to tell all the things in her stomach, it is just a lunch, there is nothing to eat at home anyway , Just do something to deal with it.

Bai Xiaofeng's calculations were shrewd, and Lao Qian's abacus was also shrewd.

Bai Xiaofeng dragged Lao Qian back home after half-pushing.

Bai Yan was sitting at home copying the last book, half the book was finished, when she heard movement in the yard, it seemed that there was a man's voice.

She raised her brows slightly, wondering who was in the family at this moment?

She kept her eyes open and looked out, and saw the old money who often came to sell things in the village. That guy was an old pervert. She had seen that old bachelor take advantage of other young girls more than once, didn't she? what a good thing.

Why did Bai Xiaofeng bring this person home?

She didn't go out directly, but continued to stay in the room. After a while, she thought about it, cleaned up the table quickly, turned around, took off her shoes, and lay down on the bed.

After a while, Bai Xiaofeng's loud voice came from the yard: "Bai Yan! Bai Yan! Where did you go?"

Bai Xiaofeng came to her west room, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Bai Yan frowning tightly, lying on the bed with a weak face.

"It's noon, what are you doing lying on the bed? Hurry up and cook, there are guests at home!"

Bai Yan groaned all over, her voice full of pain: "I can't get up, I don't know what's going on, my stomach hurts like hell, I can't stand it even if I move."

Bai Yan kept an eye out, spilled some tea on her face, and then sprinkled some around her bed, it looked like she was sweating profusely, she was really sick.

Bai Xiaofeng saw that she didn't look like she was pretending, and was at a loss for what to do.

She pushed Bai Yan and said, "What's the matter with you, did you eat something that ruined your stomach?"

Bai Yan shook her head: "I don't know..."

"Isn't it because I want to see the doctor?" Bai Xiaofeng was a little reluctant. If he invited the doctor, it would cost a lot of money. She was not willing to spend money on Bai Yan, and she had no money to spend.

"Miss Xiaofeng, just let me lie down for a while, the rice is cooked in the pot, and I've cooked the dishes too."

As soon as she heard that the food was ready, Bai Xiaofeng stopped embarrassing her, nodded, and said without hesitation: "Then you should lie down first, I have to entertain guests."

After hearing this, Bai Yan immediately asked, "What kind of guest?"

Bai Xiaofeng said: "It's the old Qian who often comes to the village!" She happily took out the horn comb and hair rope from her belt, and showed off in front of Bai Yan, "Look, I bought so many things for four fen .Look at this horn comb, it's a good thing!"