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Chapter 381 Encountering a Thief in the Bazaar

Chapter 381 Encountering a Thief in the Bazaar

To be honest, Wang Ling doesn't like to go to the market on weekdays, because the market always feels a little messy, and many things in the market can also be purchased in the store, but they are just a little more expensive.

However, Wang Ling's mother likes to go shopping. There are also a lot of small stalls selling vegetables, fruits, various ingredients, and supplies in the market, which gives her the conditions to shop around. She will never miss it in almost every market. .

Of course, there are many, many people who have the same thoughts as my mother, so every market is very prosperous, and the flow of people is relatively huge.

There was no other way, Wang Ling had nothing to do now, so he simply went out with him, as if he was helping to order food and run errands.

The market street is very close to Wang Ling's house. Not long after going out for a walk, they have already arrived at the market. The bustling hustle and bustle and the sound of selling can be heard almost non-stop. While it is lively, it also feels chaotic. .

My mother had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, so she wasn't surprised. Naturally, she walked to a nearby stall selling yam, picked it up, and asked about the price.However, after spending some time, I didn't buy a single yam, and obviously I had to continue going to other stalls to compare goods and prices.

Wang Ling shrugged his shoulders, a little helpless, following his mother out to the market was indeed a test of patience.

Continuing to walk forward, Wang Ling was looking around in a daze, and when he followed his mother mechanically, an electric tricycle driving in the middle of the road ahead suddenly stopped, and an old lady over seventy years old got off the driver's seat, with a calm expression on her face. I went to a small stall on the side of the road to buy fruit.

She was indifferent, but the electric tricycle was stuck in the middle of the road.

The road occupied by the market in the township is actually very wide, but the hawkers on both sides of the road occupy a part of the road, and the bustling pedestrians are also passing through the street, and a tricycle is blocked halfway. The wide road was blocked directly like this.

"Drip!"

"Drip!"

Not long after, a "declining" black car not far away finally squeezed into this position with difficulty, but was completely blocked by the tricycle, motionless, and honked impatiently.

"Hey, hey, old lady, move your three wheels, it's blocking the way!"

The sound of the horn also caught the attention of the street manager, who hurried over, recognized whose tricycle it was, and went straight to the old lady.But the old lady was too focused on picking fruits, the voices in the market were a bit messy, and she was a little deaf, but the administrator shouted for a while before she heard it, she was at a loss for a moment, and then slowly moved the electric tricycle, Barely gave way to the road to allow the car to pass.

However, the car had just driven past here, and after driving more than ten meters with difficulty, it was blocked by a tricycle again.

Wang Ling watched this scene the whole time, and sighed helplessly.This kind of scene will appear every time in the market, and it is not uncommon.

This is not a quality problem, but the traffic awareness in rural towns is really poor.And most of those blocking traffic are elderly people.

Young people and middle-aged people are easy to say, many of them walk or ride electric vehicles. When they stop to buy food, they will park their vehicles on the side of the road, but many old people don’t care about this. grocery shopping.It's like being courteous to pedestrians, but pedestrians run the red light collectively; respecting the old and loving the young, the old people touch the porcelain and blackmail the children to know the law and break the law. These moving histories have indeed brought a lot of influence to the traffic in the market.Among the people who went to the market, these old people were the main force.

There is no way, many elderly people in the villages and towns have never left their own three-acre land. They occasionally go to the city, go to the hospital with their children, and come back soon. Where have they received any traffic awareness? constraints?

This situation is really difficult to manage. Every market is a large-scale silting scene.

Driving on this road, it originally only takes about 2 minutes to leave, but once you catch up with the market, you are lucky to be able to leave in 10 minutes. There are often vehicles, and the traffic can last half an hour.Therefore, those experienced drivers basically take a long way around when they catch up with the market. By going around here, they can save a lot of time.

The black car just now looks like this, it can drive out of the market within half an hour, that's fast

Shaking his head, Wang Ling didn't think too much about it, and continued to follow behind his mother, watching her bargain and shop all the way.

"How much is a catty of these tomatoes?" After a while, my mother squatted at a vegetable vendor's stall again, picked up a round tomato and asked.

The stall owner hurriedly replied: "Three yuan a pound! Sister, the price of vegetables has gone up a lot this year. My place is definitely the cheapest. Look at these tomatoes, how big they are and how good they are! Take a bite and it's sour and sweet. Yes, it's delicious!"

The owner of this stall is also Wang Po who sells melons and sells her own boast, blowing her own tomatoes to the sky.But my mother is used to this kind of rhetoric, and she didn't buy it at all. She shook her head after putting it down and said, "So expensive? The one I saw just now was [-] yuan and [-] pounds, and the quality is not worse than yours!"

The stall owner was not happy: "Sister, don't be kidding, this is definitely the cheapest in my house!"

"It still doesn't work." My mother didn't want to continue talking, and continued to shop around, and the entire stall owner was a little speechless.

But Wang Ling was scratching his head a little. He didn't continue to follow after leaving his mother's place. Instead, he picked a batch of plump tomatoes at the small stall and packed them directly. He paid the bill without haggling.

The ones that are a few cents cheaper, to be honest, didn't save much, but like my mother, I like to bargain and compare goods, as if I have a special kind of fun.But Wang Ling didn't like it. Anyway, he didn't lack the money, so he bought it directly to save trouble.

After paying the bill, Wang Ling went after his mother with a plastic bag in his hand. After walking a few steps, he was taken aback when he saw her.My mother is currently picking vegetables in front of another small stall, and behind her, there is a young man with a sneaky feeling.

Wang Ling sneaked closer, and after standing at a certain angle, he realized that the young man was a thief, and now he was stealing away the wallet that his mother was carrying!

Seeing this, Wang Ling was furious, and was about to catch him on the spot, but just as he took a step, he stopped suddenly.

Is this going to let the thief go?No, quite the opposite!

Having made up his mind, Wang Ling let out a cold snort, quickly retreated out of this place, hid behind a stone, and called Xiao Hei out from the transfer station of the different-dimensional system.

"Wang Wang!"

Appearing in the real world, Xiao Hei seems to be very happy.

But Wang Ling has no time to play with it. The thief has succeeded, and now he has shifted his target and is stealing another old lady's wallet

(End of this chapter)