Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes in response: It’s not that you thought you like old books, but that you like all the old, oh, it’s traditional things.

Zhang Bo expressed his doubts: Old books are not traditional things.

Zhuge Yun gave Zhang Bo a contemptuous look.

Zhao Luzheng explained: I think the second brother means that the old books that the third brother likes must be previous documents.

That is, books that record traditional culture.

Zhuge Yun patted Zhao Luzheng on the shoulder: The youngest was smart.

He rolled his eyes to Zhang Bo again: Otherwise, do you think the old book I mentioned is a comic book from the last century that you like?

Zhang Bo expressed objection: What's wrong with comic books?

That's also culture.

Zhuge Yun:...Oh.

......

There was a vague noise in front of me.

The sound of rain can be heard so loudly, and it seems that the other party's volume is quite loud.

......

When I walked in, my voice became clearer.

"...You don't have eyes when you walk?!"

"My orange!"

"Oh, be careful, don't step on my orange!"

"Really!"

"What are you doing when you stand?"

"Mull man?!"

"Pick up oranges for me!"

"Not clever at all!"

"Who caused this?"

"I warn you, don't take the opportunity to run away. Then there will be fewer oranges and you will have to lose money."

......

Xiao Xiao bent down and picked up an orange that rolled to his feet.

The yellow orange peel was covered with traces of sewage.

He swung casually.

The water droplets scattered everywhere.

Look at the oranges are clean.

......

Xiao Xiao stepped forward a few steps.

It's rainy day after all.

There were not many people watching the fun.

Through the gaps where several people stood, he saw the two people bent over to pick up oranges.

The expression on his face was slightly stunned.

It was the young man who was cursing just now and was playing with his cell phone while walking and almost hitting him.

Xiao Xiao wanted to laugh a little.

He also said before that if this young man knocked down the aunt, the consequences would be a bit miserable.

Unexpectedly, his words came true.

The young man actually bumped into this fierce aunt.

Hmm.

It's definitely not his crow's mouth.

......

The aunt held an umbrella in one hand and a bag of oranges in the other.

His eyes scanned the surroundings like radar.

I occasionally looked up and saw if the young man who bumped into her had taken the opportunity to escape.

......

"Oh, that's my orange!"

Seeing a passerby bent down and picked up an orange, the aunt trotted over while shouting.

Passersby seemed to be startled by the aunt's voice.

......

"Thanks."

The aunt clamped the umbrella with her shoulders, then opened the bag of oranges and held it in front of the other party.

Seeing another orange in the bag, the aunt narrowed her eyes.

......

"Gugu~"

A black shadow smashed at the aunt's umbrella.

It really hit me. The aunt is in her current state. The umbrella is about to fall off, and the orange I just picked up is about to fall off again.

"Bang~"

A slight sound.

The fruit left the original track and fell into the grass beside it.

Xiao Xiao retracted his finger that popped out the raindrops.

Looking up, he met a pair of shocked eyes.

......

The little monster was stunned for a second before he realized it.

The fruit it lost was intercepted by people halfway?!

It stared blankly as the fruit fell into the grass.

Then he lowered his eyes to the human.

......

It's him!

The little monster became more and more surprised.

This human is the human who seemed to be watching it just now.

he......

The little monster was full of suspicion.

Was that scene just now a coincidence or...

Did this human only see the fruit that smashed it?

The little monster looked surprised and suspicious.

......

"ah!"

The aunt's voice rang in front of Xiao Xiao.

"My orange."

The aunt brought the bag to Xiao Xiao.

......

Xiao Xiao put the oranges in the bag.

"Thanks."

The aunt smiled with satisfaction.
To be continued...