Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 219 Share

At this time,

It was 7: 30 after dark.

When Fang Zheng took Yiyi to Zuo qianhu's fake bookstore with his big hands and small hands,

But I was surprised to see a Zuo qianhu store that hadn't opened a single business in ten thousand years, and today, I was surprised to see a new customer in a zombie costume with big eyes and exaggerated waves.

Fang Zheng had a strange look on his face as he looked at the zombie costume sister who still had blood on the corner of her mouth.

A person dressed like this at night is either crazy... Or mental illness...

In short, up and down, left and right, front and back, no matter how you look at it, it is abnormal.

Dressed so horribly in the middle of the night and walking alone to the sparsely populated banyan tree of Old street, was this another abnormal human like Zuo qianhu? Or is it really just an unintentional customer?

The reason he guessed it might be a customer was that the zombie props and costumes girl was picking out wood carvings on the shelves. Of course, they were all ordinary woodcarving handicrafts that were not covered by red satin.

At this moment, the zombie costume sister, facing the dazzling wooden carvings on the shelf, was struggling with the expression of choice difficulty. When she saw someone enter the store, her big eyes lit up immediately, and she said with a surprised expression of bleeding, "What a lovely little sister."

Then she ran to Fang Zheng with two wooden carvings in her hands and asked him, half-squatting down, her voice sounding like a child, "Little sister, the two wooden carvings in her left hand and right hand, which one do you like the most?"

Afraid of strangers, Yiyi timidly hid behind Fang Zheng and hugged Fang Zheng's leg tightly.

"I'm sorry, my niece had a high fever when she was young. She couldn't speak."

"Ever since she couldn't speak, she's been very timid and afraid of strangers."

Fang Zheng had tried this excuse repeatedly.

Sure enough, the zombie costume sister's eyes turned slightly red, snorted, sniffed, and almost broke down in tears. She quickly apologized, "What a poor little sister. I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I scared little sister."

So you know yourself! Fang Zheng looked at bo mei, who was squatting on the ground in a zombie costume, and looked away from her shocking upper body. He asked curiously, "Is this the costume of the crew?"

Speaking of this, the zombie props gowny sister looked a little aggrieved and said, "The director asked me to play the dead today, but I just finished a scene and was kicked out by the director."

Fang Zheng was surprised, "Why?"

The zombie costume wiped away a teardrop from the corner of her eye, "I said that acting according to the script was too fake, and the audience could see through the lens at a glance. This movie would definitely become a bad movie on the bean petals, so... I really bit the male lead."

Fang Zheng looked at the blood on the corner of his opponent's mouth, "..."

Fang Zheng felt a chill in the main artery of his neck, "Did the director get the male lead to be vaccinated against rabies in the first place?"

"??" Zombie props, black face.

Fang Zheng looked at the two wooden carvings in the hands of the girl squatting on the ground and said, "I think the cerebellar axe in your left hand is quite suitable for you."

"Really?" The zombie costume girl looked at Fang Zheng.

"Well, my niece told me herself." Fang Zheng said solemnly.

The cerebellar axe on the other side's left hand was a wood carving carved by Yiyi himself. There was no reason why Fang Zheng didn't recommend his own things.

Yiyi had been studying wood carving at Zuo qianhu's place for half a month. Recently, he had made great progress, which was the first rate Yiyi had recently produced.

"Did your niece really tell you?" The zombie costume sister looked suspiciously at Yiyi, who was hiding behind Fang Zheng, and happened to see Yiyi's line of sight, looking at the wood carving of the cerebellum axe in her left hand.

A smile appeared on her face as she stood up in a wave, "Okay, I'll take this one. How much is the boss's small axe handicraft?"

"100." Seeing that his handicrafts were not selling well, Zuo qianhu did not know if he was a little unhappy, and his expression was neither cold nor indifferent.

Looking like a happy white rabbit plucked up a carrot, and finally bouncing off the zombie props, sister bo, Fang Zheng suddenly became a little worried for passers-by, and wanted to remind them to finally take off their props, jumping up and down in the middle of the night was too scary.

But just as Fang Zheng turned to remind him, the white rabbit jumped too fast and disappeared.

Fang Zheng had no choice but to turn around and return to Zuo qianhu's shop. It was obvious that Yiyi was very happy. Under the cute skull mask of the cartoon wind, there were two small flashes of light in her eyes, indicating that she was very happy at the moment.

Then he ran to Zuo qianhu and looked at Zuo qianhu eagerly, as if he couldn't wait to carve another wood carving.

Zuo qianhu handed the 100 yuan he had sold the handicrafts to Yiyi, who was still a little depressed before. Now he smiled again and said, "This is what you earned with your own hands. It belongs to you."

Yiyi looked at the hundred dollar bill in Zuo qianhu's hand in disbelief. There was surprise and excitement. The light in his eyes shone even more intensely.

This was Yiyi's first money.

No wonder she was so excited.

She wanted to take the money immediately, but in the end she hesitated and withdrew her hand. First, she turned to look at Fang Zheng and saw fang zheng smiling and nodding to let her take it away. Yiyi was treating life as the most sacred thing. He carefully and solemnly took the hundred yuan red money.

"Yiyi is getting better and better. He knows how to make money at such a young age. It will be great in the future." Fang Zheng gave a proper compliment.

When Yiyi heard this, he seemed to enjoy it and be very happy. Then he held the hundred yuan red bill tightly in his hand like a little money-grubber.

Fang Zheng was amused, "Don't worry, no one will fight with you."

"Yiyi earned this money. Yiyi can spend it as he pleases."

Yiyi tilted his head and thought about it, then... Sla!

The hundred dollar bill was split in half from the middle line, and Yiyi handed half of it to Fang Zheng... This is called sharing. It's really not a waste of time for Yiyi.

But Fang Zheng was stunned by this sudden operation.

Sla!

Seeing that fang zheng was in a daze and did not answer, Yiyi slayed his half of the notes in half, one big and one small, and handed them to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng: ..."

Zuo qianhu: ..."

Fang Zheng smiled wryly. He squatted down and patiently taught the child, "Remember, don't destroy the currency in the future. Money can be exchanged for change, or big for small. You see, this is 10 yuan, this is 20 yuan, and one and five yuan..."

"Destroy the currency for no reason. You and I are going to jail."

Yiyi was confused, but she also felt that she had done something wrong and lowered her head.

"It doesn't matter. Just stick it back together. Yiyi didn't do it on purpose. Yiyi earned it all by himself, and Yiyi kept it all by himself." Fang Zheng comforted Yiyi, who was feeling down. Just then, his phone vibrated.

It was a call from Captain Fei.

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