At this, Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes: I didn't think you liked old books, I thought you liked all old, bah, traditional things.

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

Zhuge Yun gave Zhang Bo a look of disdain.

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

That is, books that record traditional culture.

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

He gave Zhang Bo another look: Otherwise, do you think the old books I am talking about are your favorite comic books from the last century?

Zhang Bo expressed dissent: What happened to comic books?

That's also culture.

Zhuge Yun:...Oh.

...

There was a faint noise from the front.

The noisy sound of the rain can be transmitted through. It seems that the volume of the other party is not low.

...

As we walked in, the sound became a little clearer.

"...Don't you have eyes when you walk?!"

"My orange!"

"Oh, please be careful and don't step on my oranges!"

"Really!"

"What are you doing standing still?"

"Wooden man?!"

"Help me pick up oranges!"

"Not clever at all!"

"Who caused this?"

"I'm warning you, don't take the opportunity to run away. When the oranges are gone, you will have to pay."

...

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

The yellow orange peel is stained with traces of sewage.

He flicked it casually.

Water droplets scattered.

Look again, the oranges are clean.

...

Xiao Xiao took a few steps forward.

It's a rainy day after all.

There were not many people around to watch the fun.

Through the gap between several people standing, he saw two people bending over to pick up oranges.

The look on his face was slightly startled.

It was the aunt who had just cursed and the young man who almost bumped into him while walking and playing with his mobile phone.

Xiao Xiao wanted to laugh a little.

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

Unexpectedly, his words came true.

This young man actually bumped into this fierce aunt.

Well.

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.

Occasionally, she would look up to see if the young man who had just bumped into her had taken the opportunity to escape.

...

"Hey, that's my orange!"

Seeing a passerby bending down to pick up an orange, the aunt yelled and trotted over.

Passers-by seemed startled by the aunt's voice.

...

"Thanks."

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

Seeing another orange enter the bag, the aunt squinted her eyes.

...

"Gugu~"

A black shadow hit the aunt's umbrella.

It was really hit. Auntie is in this state. The umbrella is about to fall, and the oranges she just picked up are about to fall again.

"Bang~"

A slight sound.

The fruit left its original track and fell into the grass on the side.

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 reacted.

The fruit it lost was "cut off" halfway?!

It watched blankly as the fruit fell into the grass.

Then he lowered his eyes and looked at the human being.

...

It's him!

The little monster became more and more surprised.

This human being is the human being who seemed to be looking at it just now.

he......

The little monster's eyes were filled with suspicion.

Was that scene just a coincidence or...

Did this human being only see the fruit that was smashed?

The little monster looked surprised and uncertain.

...

"ah!"

Auntie's voice sounded in front of Xiao Xiao.

"My orange."

The aunt put the bag in front of Xiao Xiao.

...

Xiao Xiao put the oranges into the bag.

"Thanks."

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