Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 77 Uncle

"Hey, Xiaodoudou is practicing."

When they arrived at the steamed stuffed bun stall, Lu Mingfei saw Doudou in red clothes still standing on the small bench. But unlike yesterday, she did not greet the customers enthusiastically. Instead, she stood on tiptoes and stretched out her hand to hold the lid of the steamer. Her little face stared at her mother warily, occasionally looking around anxiously.

Upon discovering Lu Mingfei's figure, the child beamed with joy, but he still guarded the steamer like an old hen guarding her cubs.

"Come on, come on."

Doudou hurriedly greeted Lu Mingfei.

"If you don't come here, bad mother will sell the buns Doudou gave you!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Doudou's mother and sighed.

This is?

As he got closer, Xiao Doudou was finally willing to put down the steamer, stretched out his chubby little hands and swung at Lu Mingfei.

"The buns left by Doudou, hurry up!"

Lu Mingfei looked at Doudou's mother in confusion.

The woman blushed, and first she secretly glared at Doudou, who was still looking silly at Lu Mingfei, poor baby.

After staring, Lu Mingfei was still waiting here. First, he brought thirty buns as he did yesterday, and then Doudou’s mother explained.

It turned out that yesterday they closed the stall and returned home, and Xiao Doudou was happy all day long. She kept saying, "Someone talked to Doudou," "She even clasped her fists," and then showed her mother Doudou her fists over and over again. There is also a decent instructing Doudou’s mother to follow, just like that good-looking big brother.

When Doudou's mother tucked Little Doudou into bed before going to bed, the child opened his big black eyes and asked over and over again, "Will big brother come tomorrow?" "Will he come, will he come," over and over again.

Doudou rarely stayed in bed early in the morning, and even volunteered to help her mother make the buns. Her mother gave her a small cup to help her fill up the water.

Doudou’s mother came closer to listen, and the girl was saying, “Add blessings, add blessings,” she said so loudly that she was almost ready to dance.

Unexpectedly, the business of the steamed stuffed bun stall was so good today. Before eight o'clock, all the steamed stuffed buns were almost sold out, and only the last three drawers were left.

It was these three drawers that Xiao Doudou refused to let Doudou's mother sell any more, saying that they would be left to her eldest brother. He would be hungry if he didn't have any buns to eat.

To be honest, Doudou's mother is not willing. What if Lu Mingfei doesn't come, or even if he comes, he can't buy three drawers? What will happen to the rest?

But after she thought about it, she just smashed it into her hands and went back for lunch. The food could not be wasted, and Xiaodoudou was also happy. The child didn't ask her for toys or dolls. So what if she was occasionally willful.

Who knew, Lu Mingfei would actually come.

I actually bought three drawers.

While Doudou's mother was packing, she remembered what the group of customers had asked when they came over in the morning.

"Is your family just Fuwa buns?"

The woman laughed at the thought.

Of course, it was impossible to tell Lu Mingfei all these things to an outsider, so Doudou's mother picked out the few things she wanted to tell him. This young man was good-looking, and he was a big customer as he bought more than 30 buns at a time.

"hello."

Doudou held her little fist and shook it at Lu Mingfei, smiling happily like a doll in a New Year painting.

"Hello."

Lu Mingfei also returned the gift.

Seeing this, Xiaodoudou became happy.

"I'm telling you."

Xiaodoudou waved mischievously.

Lu Mingfei also cooperated and came over.

"Mom, she is so happy this morning."

"You even praised Doudou for being so awesome."

"It's because the powerful Doudou is helping us to sell so many steamed buns!"

"Really."

Lu Mingfei was amazed.

"Of course."

The girl nodded her head in a serious manner and stretched her waist.

"I'm a powerful little Doudou."

Lu Mingfei gave her a thumbs up.

After taking the buns, Lu Mingfei said goodbye to them. Xiao Doudou waved to him warmly and said, "See you tomorrow", "See you tomorrow", "Doudou will also leave buns for you."

As he was walking, he saw a person coming out of the lottery station, holding a bun in one hand and a lottery ticket in the other. In the midst of his busy schedule, he looked up and saw Lu Mingfei's face.

He was stunned for a moment, apparently remembering who Lu Mingfei was, so he gave her a knowing look, lifted the bun in his hand, and smiled mysteriously.

Lu Mingfei:......

What is this person doing? He doesn't seem very smart.

Back in Laojing Alley, I fed a stray dog downstairs and lay down in the corner to bask in the sun. This guy also had a temper. He only ate meat there without eating a bite of the white flour skin. Lu Mingfei felt distressed for that one. , but for this dog to act like this, there must be someone at home, otherwise a stray dog would not have the right to be a picky eater.

"I won't let you eat it next time."

Lu Mingfei said fiercely.

The big yellow dog wagged its tail in response, took two steps to the side, and lay down with its eyes narrowed.

Lu Mingfei looked at the sky and smiled playfully at the dog.

"I'm sorry that I blocked the sun for you."

After finishing his buns downstairs, Lu Mingfei saw the Maitreya-like landlady going out, moving a bamboo and rattan rocking chair under the sun, and enjoying the sun.

The uncle waved and called "Hundred Years Old", and the big yellow dog over there came over with his tongue sticking out.

He happily touched the heads of two big yellow dogs. Seeing that Lu Mingfei kept staring at him, he pointed at him with the cattail leaf fan.

"Young man, don't stay at home all the time, like my nephew, it's not good."

"You have to find a class and contribute to the country."

"Work in the afternoon, work in the afternoon."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Same as my nephew's."

The uncle shook his head.

"Does she also work in the afternoon?"

"No, at night."

"That girl goes to work at night and doesn't go out during the day. What a shame for being so young."

"Everyone has his or her own way of living."

Lu Mingfei reacted.

"Wait a minute, uncle, didn't you say yesterday that your nephew was in need of a partner? Why did you say today that the partner works the night shift?"

"Look at my memory."

The uncle patted his forehead.

"Ex-object, ex-object."

As he spoke, the uncle began to shake slowly.

"As we get older, our memory fails."

"I said young man."

"What's wrong, sir?"

"Where is this object? What's the difference between a good one and a good one?"

"It's probably inappropriate."

"Not appropriate, ha."

The old man hummed and sang a piece of Huangmei Opera and sighed again.

"Are you tired?"