The black plaster shuddered, his mouth twitched, and he said loudly: "Can you manage it?" It's your ancestor who sells these buns! ”

I don't care if this old man is my ancestor or not—but I think you're a true grandson.

I'm not usually nosy, and there is a way to be good and don't step on shit.

However, this black plaster was too much, so I squinted my eyes and smiled at him: "You haven't heard a word? A hundred causes will have results, and your retribution is me? ”

The black plaster's mouth continued to twitch - but it was clear that he was panicking.

This man is very cowardly - he will do such a thing knowing that the other party cannot refute the defense, because he thinks that on the one hand, he will be comfortable, and on the other hand, he will not pay any price.

Once something happened, the courage scared him.

"You talk nonsense! Where is retribution in the world? "The black plaster is strong outside and strong in the middle: "How many rich bad things have been done, why haven't they been retributed?" ”

"Qixing, it's useless for you to tell him this," Cheng Xinghe said while eating sweet garlic: "This kind of person definitely doesn't believe in retribution, a toad, he thinks that the whole sky is only the size of a wellhead, and he knows a fart." ”

Naturally, he doesn't know, have those "rich people who do bad things" have also done other good things, or even if they are punished, they still come to report to you and let you know?

The black plaster looked at our four big men, and he suffered a loss in the fight, so he glanced back and tried to quibble: "When he comes out to sell buns, he has to be prepared to be evaluated, and if the things are not good, he will not be allowed to say that the things are not good?" ”

"But everyone else thinks it's good!" At this moment, another local child came and whispered: "Originally, the dumb grandfather's steamed buns are very good, and everyone loves to eat them, but who eats them, this black plaster came over and said, the old man looks honest and clean, and his heart is black!" He saw with his own eyes that the buns were filled with bloody neck meat, dirty water, gutter oil and stuffing, and a big smoke shell, which made people love to eat so much, and after a long time, no one dared to buy the buns. ”

Xia Mingyuan couldn't listen to it anymore: "He has no evidence, and the people in your village also believe it?" ”

The child said, "He's the dumb grandfather's neighbor!" After his parents died, it was the mute grandfather who helped him grow up, and he stayed in the dumb grandfather's kitchen all day long, so my mother said that if the buns could be eaten, he really knew, so he didn't let us buy them, we all came secretly. ”

I took a look, okay, this kid's face is indeed very poor - the parents' palace is sunken, the wealth palace is pitted, the eyebrow bone is low, the nose bridge is collapsed, the philtrum is short, the chin is pointed, and he is a lazy man.

Woe to the master comes out of his mouth.

It turns out that this kid's parents are not good dates, this village used to have a main road, often passing big cars, his parents think that truck drivers are rich, so they often go to the highway to touch porcelain to make money - as soon as you lie down, you will come to make money, earn a lot and not tired.

Some big car drivers swallowed their anger, many suffered dumb losses, and some did not give it, but they did not lose anything.

This business-free business is prosperous, his parents are more and more proud, and one day he opened his mouth with people and lions on the highway, but the other party was stunned and ran over by the car - I will lose money if you live, and I will lose money if you die, so why should I let you live?

In this way, the black plaster became an orphan.

And the black plaster fully inherited the mantle of his parents, he was greedy, lazy and bad - the dumb grandfather had no offspring, he liked children, so he took pity on him, and he always took meat buns to help him, and he grew up with the dumb grandpa's buns.

But when he grew up, the dumb grandfather asked him to help with the work, and he definitely didn't do it - he could eat buns if he didn't do it, and he could eat buns if he didn't do it, why do he want to do it?

The dumb grandfather realized that this was wrong, so he refused to help, he couldn't be hungry, so he waited all day for the dumb grandfather to sell the leftover buns, and rubbed a few.

Sometimes the business is good, but he can't rub the buns, and he thinks, how to get it? If the dumb grandfather's business is not good, and the buns can be left, won't there be enough to eat?

So, he pretended to spend money to buy steamed buns, and he was still praising the appearance of steamed buns, but in fact, the dumb grandfather's business was all ruined.

For a while, the dumb grandfather's business couldn't make ends meet, and he didn't know what was going on, and the black plaster also told the dumb grandfather that his buns were the same and not innovative, and people couldn't eat them anymore.

The dumb grandfather believed it and had to study the ingredients day and night, so every time he saw the guests, he nervously watched whether the guests were satisfied.

Dumb Balan was furious when he heard this, and glared at the black plaster: "After eating milk, I scolded my mother for this unique skill, I really saw the heir, isn't this a meat bun beating a dog, the old man." ”

"I'm here for the dumb old man!" The corners of the black plaster's mouth kept twitching: "I just said my opinion, what's wrong with me?" ”

Things are not good, you can naturally say it, but this is a bun, everyone else thinks it is good, just jump up and down by yourself, reverse black and white, you are not called evaluation, you are called hooligan.

Who doesn't want to have a good reputation, whether you want to vent or for any other purpose, come and spray feces, bad reputation, is to smash people's jobs, and may ruin a person's life, what is this not evil?

I'm afraid, it's still a big sin - other people's buns, and they didn't force you to buy them, and besides, the word "buy", did you spend money?

Eating the fruits of other people's labor in vain is equivalent to being a thief, and he is still beating a rake here, and it is not good to be a thief and steal things, what kind of luck can this kind of person have?

And this kid is lazy and has a bad heart - looking at the husband and wife palace, although he has a favorite person, he is hung as shit every day, and he is also an evil fire, and he only dares to spit out to hurt people who are weaker than him, and he has an antisocial personality.

The kid didn't feel ashamed at all, and he was still talking nonsense on the spot with his neck stalked, and he was confident: "I just said a few words, and you can still beat me?" Is there a royal law in the world? Be careful I call the police! ”

I said you can call the police - you take a screenshot of your mobile phone and eat buns for nothing, let's also talk to the errand guy?

The boy's face turned white suddenly, his eyes were rolling around, and his thoughts were running.

But the place is not big, and the four of us are not grass-eaters, where do you run?

The mute old man didn't know what was going on, and even came to us in fright, meaning that he didn't do well with the buns, and asked us to forgive us more and not beat people - until now, the old man still thinks that we dislike the buns badly, and the black plaster speaks to him, so we have to beat him.

I pressed the black plaster on the plastic stool and said with a smile: "There is a matter, I will discuss it with you - I will help you pay for the money you eat for the buns, but there is one condition." ”

The kid was stunned for a moment and covered his waist: "Don't sell it!" ”

"I'm not selling barbecue, I don't want your waist." I said, "How about you me for a few days?" ”