Chapter 118 118: Bazaar (Part 2)【Ask monthly ticket】
"How could this be..."
Shen Tang stopped in front of the woman.
The latter looked at the black-faced man led by Shen Tang in surprise and fear.
I was afraid that the ferocious wild boar would rush up and trample her to death. But she didn't dare to speak out to drive people away, so she shivered all over.
The woman closed her eyes in despair, but no matter how frightened she was, she never let go of the son in her arms. This scene made people look sideways. Of course, only the two of Qi Shan were moved.
The rest of the common people have already been hard-hearted, so they are not surprised.
Either the eyes are numb and lost in thought, or the corners of the mouth are gloating, waiting to see a good scene and release the pressure.
"Don't be afraid, it doesn't dare to hurt people."
"Can I see your baby?"
The woman heard the words, and looked up at the young girl in front of her hesitantly. Although the girl's facial features have not been opened, it can be predicted that after many years, the word "秾丽" will be written all over. This girl and her companions are out of tune with this land.
The woman hesitated for a moment, and slowly let go of her embrace.
Shen Tang squatted down and took the pulse position on the side of the child's wrist, but her fingertips had just touched that layer of skin, and before she could taste the pulse in detail, her heart skipped a beat—because the skin touched by the fingertips was cold and stiff, and the pulse None at all.
Looking at the child quietly curled up in his mother's arms and taking a nap, Shen Tang's pupils trembled slightly. Faced with the woman's expectant gaze, he couldn't even utter a word. The child's head was facing the woman's embrace, because of her previous hugging posture, Shen Tang did not realize that the child had passed away.
Shen Tang lowered his head and withdrew his hand.
The woman didn't realize it, and asked: "Madam, do you want to buy my son?"
Zhai Le is sensitive to breath, and he could tell early in the morning that the child was out of breath. Hearing the conversation between Shen Tang and Shen Tang, he was about to say something but was stopped by Qishan raising his hand. He lingered on the spot, and the words he wanted to say mixed and fermented, turning into a complex short sigh.
Brother Shen looks like he is new to the world, and his heart softens when he sees everything.
He has seen too many similar scenes.
Sometimes he can't help questioning himself, what's the use of him? Why can't I help these people after learning martial arts?
Powerless, powerless to change.
Brother Shen has a pure heart, so I am afraid it will be even more uncomfortable.
Shen Tang nodded: "Well, buy, how much?"
If ordinary people call her "lady", Shen Tang will probably complain about someone's eyesight, but the woman's "lady" made her feel unspeakably sour. She blinked, trying to suppress the inexplicable sourness.
The woman's cloudy and tired eyes suddenly lit up.
"No, not many, four or forty articles."
Probably because he was too excited, his voice was weak and trembling, his tongue was fighting with his teeth in anxiety, and he almost bit the tip of his tongue.
"Well, I bought it."
The woman choked up and thanked: "Okay... thank you, thank you!"
"Does Madam have any other requests?"
The woman was at a loss for a moment when asked.
After a long while, the rusty and jammed parts in his brain were working slowly and feebly, and he understood Shen Tang's words. She hesitated: "Mother, can my lady...can you feed him? He is very obedient, he doesn't eat much, he is obedient, sensible and filial..."
As he spoke, muddy tears rolled down his eyes one by one.
Tick, tick, tick, dripping on the child's already blue side face.
The woman was still murmuring how well-behaved and obedient the child was.
Shen Tang said: "Well, this is no problem."
She counted 40 Wen and handed it to the woman, and added a piece of cake. This transaction aroused whispers from nearby "stalls".
Shen Tang heard it clearly, but lowered his eyes and ignored it.
He just gritted his teeth secretly and tightened the flesh of his cheeks.
The man whispered: "This girl is sick? The baby has been cold for a day... The baby girl is a traitor, and she will be sold for her living price."
Another person posted and said: "Women are more useful than us men. If you cry, the money will come, and you can buy a dead person to go back. Tsk, prodigal bitch, give money to help someone collect the body..."
The third person smacked his mouth and rolled his eyes: "Huh, she was lucky enough to meet a stupid girl. If a dead one can sell for five cents, it's not bad. There's only a few taels of meat, and firewood..."
In the past, there were many "sellers" who took advantage of the sympathy of unfamiliar buyers to blackmail people and money. There are many scammers. They expected Shen Tang to look ashamed, embarrassed, angry and annoyed when he found out that he had been cheated. That expression of powerlessness and rage was quite decompressing.
Shen Tang ignored these voices.
The woman accepted the money tremblingly, and caressed her son's cheek reluctantly, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.
In the end, he was determined to hand over the child.
Unexpectedly, Shen Tang raised his hand to decline: "I still have things to do, so I don't have time to do it. I'll take your child away after I'm done, okay?"
When the woman heard that she could stay with the child for a while, she burst into tears excitedly, knelt down on the ground with a plop, held the child and kowtowed to Shen Tang several times, and said incessantly: "Okay... Thank you Bodhisattva, thank you Living Bodhisattva..."
Shen Tang leads Heimianlang to get up and returns to Qishan.
Praying: "Aren't you worried that she will lie to you?"
Shen Tang was immersed in his own world, and it took a while for Qishan to convey the words. She suddenly came back to her senses, licked her dry lips, and replied, "It can't be a liar... If it is really a liar... Whoever cheats me of money, I want half his life!"
Pray for goodness: "..."
Zhai Le: "???"
Shouldn't the point be to deceive feelings?
Qishan felt that Mr. Shen Xiaolang was too soft-hearted, and was about to speak out, but heard Shen Tang ask: "Yuanliang, everyone came naked while crying, and left naked in mourning. Since you are born Doomed to die, where is the meaning of life?"
She asked: "Is living to suffer?"
What is the difference between living in the present moment and going down to earth?
Similar to the tragedy of a woman, you can see it in a few steps.
Is she really in the world right now?
The underworld is nothing more than the same, right?
Shen Tang's forty pennies to buy a corpse suffocated to death by Guanyin soil has long been seen by interested people, and some people tried to do the same to impress this kind-hearted prodigal lady.
As a result, Shen Tang did not stop, which made people angry.
Qi Shan's heart moved.
Usually he is too lazy to answer such questions.
However, the person who asked the question was the always rambunctious Mr. Shen, so it had a special meaning. He said: "The purpose of my life is to leave a trace that belongs only to the person 'Qi Shan'."
Shen Tang asked Zhai Le again: "Where is Xiaofang?"
Zhai Le touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Me? My idea is a bit big, so you can't laugh when you say it. I want to lead my subordinates to help brother calm down the southeast."
Shen Tang still burst out laughing.
Zhai Le was angry: "Say it's a joke!"
"I didn't agree to say no to laughing. Your idea is indeed very good, but aren't you a little timid? A piece of southeast is enough? You should learn from me how to open the pattern—"
Zhai Le asked: "How to open the pattern?"
Shen Tang paused, squinted his eyes and thought about it.
made a demonstration—
"For example - I want to pacify the world!"
Qi Shan trembled and looked at the boy.
Under the sun, the boy's black pupils showed a little dark brown. For a moment, he even thought he was not joking.
Zhai Le: "Are you dreaming?"
Shen Tang pouted: "Aren't you dreaming too? Since it's all a dream, why don't you do it in one step? Don't you think so?"
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