Chapter 2624 The Girl Selling Juice

Chapter 2420 The girl selling juice

My mother always makes juice with great care. She insists that the juice from fruits that are not good in quality will not taste good.

Otherwise, with the current income of mother and daughter, they would definitely be reluctant to eat this fruit.

Dilireba's shout woke Liu Junken out of his deep thoughts. Shaking his head subconsciously:

"I haven't eaten yet. Do you have food?"

Di Lieba raised half of her piece of naan and said, "Yes, you can eat it when you are hungry!"

Liu Junken didn't think much, he took it and ate it. He didn't eat for two meals and drank a lot of drinks. He felt hungry now.

Seeing Liu Junken eating deliciously, Dilireba handed him the apple again.

"You should eat this too. You won't be able to learn enough about that Nang."

Liu Junken took it and ate half of it in one bite. The fruits in Northern Xinjiang were sweet and he had no habit of peeling them.

After stuffing the naan and apple into his mouth for a few times, he finally came to his senses and looked at the little girl:

"Didn't you have dinner too?"

The little girl shook her head: "I'm not hungry!"

At this time, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily, making the little girl blush.

Only then did Liu Junken realize what he had done? He ate the little girl's only supper.

He looked up and saw a barbecue stall nearby. He raised his legs and walked over.

The little girl opened her mouth, thinking that he forgot to pay again. He had drank five glasses today. She only had freshly squeezed juice here, which required a lot of fruit.

But looking at the man's upright back, the little girl didn't shout out in the end. This big brother is so handsome. If he doesn’t give me money, he won’t give it to me. At most, he will get scolded by his mother.

Liu Junken ordered some naan and a bunch of barbecue. People here like to wrap the barbecue with naan and eat it. It is so delicious.

He strode back when he encountered a pile of food and placed it directly on the little girl's stall.

"Come, you treat me to your dinner, and I'll treat you to mine."

After saying that, fearing that the little girl would be embarrassed, Liu Junken took the lead in picking up a naan and started to eat it. Take one sip and your mouth will be full of oil, which is called a fragrance.

The little girl originally wanted to be polite, but how could she resist the temptation? I was already hungry and was making a "gurgling" sound.

So, he also followed Liu Junken's example, picked up a naan, wrapped a handful of meat in it, and ate it.

The cherry-like little mouth opened wide and took a hard bite. The cheeks bulged and chewed hard in the mouth, but the eyes narrowed into crescent moons, which was very cute.

Liu Junken looked at this cute little girl, feeling a little sad and a little moved in his heart.

Women of that era were reserved and shy, but there were not as many foodies as later generations.

Eating without any image means that you are very hungry. But he even gave the dinner to himself, how could he not be touched?

Seeing the little girl being choked from time to time, Liu Junken silently took a glass of juice and handed it over.

The little girl waved her hand and sold it to a customer. Holding a dollar, the little girl smiled and shook her head.

"Look, if you drink it yourself, the dollar will be gone."

Looking at the faded skirt on the little girl, Liu Junken fell silent. Don’t know what to say for a moment?

The little kid in the distance watched all this silently. His desire to educate the child suddenly disappeared, and he raised his legs and continued walking on his own path.

The new house was relatively far away, on the outskirts of the city, but he didn't want to take a taxi today, and he didn't drive himself. He wanted to enjoy the fresh air outside.

After walking for about half an hour, I saw a Uighur woman walking over carrying a heavy load. When I stepped up a step, I almost fell down with an "ouch".

The little kidnapper supported her and quickly took the burden off her shoulders.

Uyghur women like to carry heavy loads on their heads. It seems that there are too many things and they have to choose.

The little kid looked down and saw that the two buckets were filled with juice and large ice cubes. Is this a juice store?

The woman thanked her. Uyghur women are generally very beautiful, but they also have a disadvantage, that is, after getting married and having children, their originally slim figures will soon swell. This is related to their eating habits.

But the woman in front of me is not fat at all. It can only be described as plump. Because she is indeed fat where she should be fat, but where she shouldn't be fat, there is no fat at all.

Her fair skin was as smooth as milk, without any blemishes. The eyes are as big as two clear springs.

The long eyelashes are shaking like dove wings, as if they are about to spread their wings and fly high at any time.

The bridge of the nose was high, and the lips had no lipstick, but were as bright as ripe pomegranates.

The little kid was stunned for a moment. He has been dozens of years old and has never lost his temper like this before. He is so beautiful.

"Thank you!"

The woman thanked her in broken Chinese, but the kid didn't respond and continued to be in a daze.

It wasn't until the woman took the pole away from his hand that he came to his senses and smiled sheepishly.

The woman took the pole and was about to leave. The kidnapper asked:

"Where are you going?"

The woman gave him a strange look. This question was a bit redundant. The key was that where she was going had nothing to do with him, right?

In fact, this is also a subconscious behavior of the little kidnapper, not because he wants to explore something? Just care.

Seeing that the woman didn't answer, he knew that he was having sex, so he quickly explained with a smile:

"I'm afraid it's a long way and you won't be able to walk."

The woman seemed to be prejudiced against him and did not answer. She picked up the burden and continued walking.

Looking at the woman's bent waist and somewhat staggering steps, Xiao Guaizi felt inexplicably distressed and followed her subconsciously.

Uyghur women are not used to carrying loads, so these two large barrels of juice are very strenuous for her. She has to rest for a while after walking for a while, and her physical strength is getting worse and worse.

Xiao Guaizi couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked up and took the load, and said, "I'll carry it for you, where are you going?"

The woman was very wary of him, but she couldn't walk anymore, so she said hesitantly.

"I don't have money to give you, are you still willing to carry it?"

Xiao Guaizi smiled and said, "I don't want money, I won't help you for money."

The thinking of ethnic people is relatively simple. When they heard Xiao Guaizi's words, they smiled and pointed to the front.

"It's over there on Minzu Street, almost there."

Xiao Guaizi's face was bitter. It wasn't far away. It took him more than an hour to walk from there.

But men can't be timid, especially in front of such a beautiful woman, so he bent down and picked up the load.

Xiaoguaizi has been using crutches all the time. Although he can walk on his own with the exoskeleton, it is still quite strenuous for him to carry a load.

However, for the sake of face, he still insisted on carrying it and moving forward.

In fact, all men have this problem, that is, they show off in front of women. Even if they have no feelings for this woman, they like to prove that they are powerful.

Here it comes

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