There are hotels on the way to the collective market.

The smell of the kitchen came out.

Very fragrant.

Next to the hotel is a guesthouse, and there is a telephone pole at the door. A white-haired old woman is sitting in a stool leaning against the telephone pole. She set up a book stall in front of her, all of which are full of books of villain.

In addition, there is a large iron bucket next to her, with a sign hanging on it, saying: Boiled water, 1 minute, 1 cup.

Wang Yi walked around with interest, and then noticed that someone was looking at him.

He became alert. There are many thieves and robbers these days.

The man looked at him and walked over, walked quickly to him and suddenly pulled his clothes apart to reveal his dense pockets:

"Comrade, do you need cigarettes? There are famous brand cigarettes all over the country, such as "Big Sword", "Peak Horse", "Red Plum", and "Lotus". Some with filters and some without them. Do you need them?"

He took off his clothes and scared Wang Yi when he came up, but after hearing the other party's words, he understood that this was a cigarette vendor.

Seeing the vendor's cautious look, he couldn't help laughing: "I don't smoke, thank you, but these friends of mine all smoke."

"They are useful to smoke? They can't afford to smoke." The vendor curled his lips.

Wang Yi said: "You are right. They are reluctant to buy cigarettes. I am willing to buy them. You have a good attitude."

The vendor grinned.

Wang Yi said: "But I'm very unhappy for my friend to say that, so although I can buy cigarettes, I won't."

He rolled his eyes and left, leaving the vendor where he was upset.

Turning two more intersections is the collective market. There are public toilets at the market entrance. There are constantly men walking out with satisfaction while tying their belts. Those who don’t know what a good place inside.

The market size is actually good, there are dozens of stalls inside, with men, women, young and old, and it is already bustling at this time.

He boldly took out the cloth bag on the cart and handed it to Wang Zhuangyuan, and asked Wang Zhuangyuan to visit his relatives by himself.

Wang Yi asked, "Can he do it himself?"

He said boldly: "Why can't it work? I'm afraid that the kidnapper will be abducted? That's just right, my family will lose one meal."

Wang Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I mean the road conditions in the county are complicated. Does he recognize the road?"

He said boldly: "Recognize the way, this kid is very good at brains. My aunt used to lead him around the county, and he remembered the way when he went back!"

Wang Zhuangyuan left in a depressed mood.

Wang Yi saw that there were sugar balls selling at the market entrance. When he asked, the price was cheap, the most expensive one was only eight cents a bunch, and if he wanted less sugar, he could even be three cents a bunch.

He bought a bunch of sugar balls for Wang Zhuangzi.

Wang Zhuangyuan's face turned red suddenly, and he didn't thank him, and hurriedly ran down his head.

He cursed boldly: "This turtle boy, who has a mouth that can eat and can't do anything else. I wonder if I thank Teacher Wang?"

Wang Yi advised him: "Don't always talk to the top scholar in such a tone, you should encourage him more."

Dabing was about to speak, a head appeared from a stall near him: "Oh, the sun is coming out from the west today? Is this Lao Wang?"

"It's Lao Wang, but who is the one next to me? I don't know him." Someone said on the stall.

The man in front said, "Is it Xiao Wang? Is it Xiao Wang brought by Lao Wang?"

He boldly pointed at the person behind the stall and said angrily: "Cao your mother, Liu Yishou, are you looking for death? I beat you too lightly when I was working in Shanghai last time, right?"

The middle-aged man pointed at by him subconsciously took a step back and said, "There is a public security in the city. If you want to beat someone again, you will be arrested and jailed!"

"Just try it!" I will throw up the stall when I boldly go up.

Wang Xianghong grabbed him.

Wang Yi looked at the stall and found that the fisherman's goods were sold, including fish, shrimps, dried shrimps, and some wooden cutting boards, stone mortars, long sticks and other debris.

Wang Dongmei introduced to him: "This is the person from Shuihua Island. One is called Liu and the other is called Liu Waizui. Both are blind wanderers."

Liu Wai's mouth was indeed tilted. He pointed at Wang Dongmei and wanted to start scolding. Liu Yishou shuddered at him: "Don't talk, watch the show, watch the big show!"

The conflict between the two sides ended before it even arose.

But Wang Yi knew things were not good.

Sure enough, Wang Dongmei looked into the market and frowned and said, "No, why is our stall gone?"

"It's not that our stall is gone, it's because someone has taken it." Wang Xianghong also frowned.

The stalls in the collective market are divided into white paint. Their stalls are in the middle. Now two young people are selling radishes inside, and the business is pretty good.

They walked over a young man in a green military uniform and asked enthusiastically: "Would you like green radish or white radish?"

Wang Xianghong said, "We want a stall."

The young man was stunned: "What do you want?"

Another young man in a yori shirt raised his head when he heard this. He looked at the person in front of him and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Wang Xianghong stomped his feet with a face: "We are from the Wang Family Production Team of Fuhai Commune. Where did you come from? Why did you occupy our stall?"

The young man in the green military uniform looked dark and said, "What are the Wang and Li families? Are you here to find trouble?"

Queliang reached out to stop him, looked at Wang Xianghong and said, "Oh, it turned out to be a comrade from the Wang family's production team. This is the case. This stall did belong to your team before, but you didn't have to cause waste for a long time, so this stall was recycled and now it is allocated to us."

He was furious and wanted to push: "Where did you come from? Who gave the stall to you? Let him come out and let the manager come out!"

The Celtics were strong in a strong body, and he proudly slapped him on his bold arm: "What are you? What are you in charge of the business? You can see it as long as you want?"

Yeliang said with a gloomy face: "You all are honest, don't just come up and do it. Do you know who I am? Do you know what I do at home?"

Wang Yi sneered: "Do you know who we are? Do you know what I do?"

Looking at his fair and handsome face and bookish aura, Yeliang was a little afraid: "Who are you? What are you doing? Are you not a fisherman in the Wang Family Production Team?"

Wang Yi said proudly: "I am the master of the country and the successor of socialism! This is an excellent party member and this is the guardian of the people!"

Yeliang was stunned.

The Celtic Military Uniform said angrily: "I think you are sick!"

He boldly fisted and wanted to start hitting: "You are full in the morning, and your mouth is so smelly!"

"Stop it all!!"

Wang Xianghong roared suddenly.

The originally messy market suddenly became quiet, and people from all directions turned to look at it.

Wang Xianghong pointed at the two young men and asked, "What are the identities of you two? Come out and stand up!"

The green military uniform said angrily: "Old man, why are you so awesome? You have a loud voice? I will tell you to be honest, otherwise you will not have the best results!"

Wang Xiang's face turned blue with anger: "I am honest to the party and the people, and I am not honest to you blind traitors!"

"Come out for me! Stand for me, see if you can! Come out and tell me who you are and what you do at home!"

The green military uniform said contemptuously: "Look, you can do it! A sea float..."

"Your mother!" Hearing this boldly, he took a long leg and walked up with a black tiger.

The green military uniform is also a good fighter. When he saw the bold move, he immediately set off his posture and shouted on the ground with one leg: "White crane shines its wings!"

Then he screamed and was taken backwards.

Many people gathered around to watch the fun, burst into laughter and cheered.

He said boldly and proudly: "Liao your mother, my mother! Nothing is easy to use in front of my military fist!"

Yeliang helped the green military uniform up, and the green military uniform shouted: "If you don't follow the rules of martial arts, you will attack!"

"What's going on, what's going on..." Someone shouted and separated the crowd watching the fun. "It's all gone, what's going on!"

A middle-aged man in gray Zhongshan suit walked out, wearing glasses, a mustache, with a serious expression and a very traitorous temperament.

Seeing the beard, the young man from Yeliang was overjoyed: "Uncle..."

"What are you doing?" interrupted his words, "Don't you know that the market is prohibited from making noise? Who was fighting just now? Let's go to the police station!"

Wang Xianghong looked at him coldly and said, "Okay, this leader, it seems that it is your relative who occupied our Wang family stall. I said why is he so arrogant and domineering!"

"I dare to ask which leader you are? Director Hu, who is in charge of your business..."

"Director Hu has been transferred, this is Director Liao." The person at the stall next to him introduced.

Director Liao said in a deep voice: "What are you saying, old comrade? What's your name? What's going on today?"

At this time, a young man following him quickly stepped forward and whispered in his ear.

Director Liao raised his eyebrows and said, "You all go to the office with me. The market is not the place for you to fight."

Wang Xianghong was not afraid at all and followed him.

He asked boldly: "Do you want to hang up the phone number for Director Shu and Manager Xu?"

Wang Xianghong glared at him: "Justice is in the hearts of the people, and the country has laws! Why do you hang up the phone to them? You want to bully others with power? Then why don't you report to my old leader and cry to him?"

"Nothing!"
To be continued...