Chapter 147 This stall owner vomited blood
After the second masked customer left, Lu Xingfeng whispered to Yaya: "Little Guanzhu, can you tell me in advance about such a thing next time?" I was scared."
Lu Xingyun immediately retorted to Lu Xingfeng: "Our little master has his own considerations. Don't blame the little master if you are weak."
Lu Xingfeng was shocked. Lu Xingyun said, he was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight with Lu Xingyun.
“Huh?” Lu Xingzhou looked around indifferently before Lu Xingyun and Lu Xingfeng calmed down.
They stopped arguing, and Yaya spoke up: "Lu Xingfeng, some things have to be kept secret to be effective. If they are not kept secret, there will be no effect."
When Lu Xingyun opened his mouth, Lu Xingfeng knew that there was something wrong with him. , then gave Yaya a bared smile: "That's right, little viewer, it's really my own problem. I shouldn't have asked you that just now, I'm sorry."
In fact, Lu Xingfeng just wanted to be here by the way. Yaya was acting coquettishly in front of him, but there was a problem with this method, and he would pay attention to it in the future.
The man at the candy stall could clearly see the commotion in the stall here.
There was a hint of contempt in his eyes.
The Lu family's business is so big, but the maintenance of the young masters is not very good. He can grovel to a few guests who hide their heads and tails and wear masks, just like slaves.
And.
Seeing President Lu squatting on a small bench eating a lollipop, the stall owner lowered his head to block the sneer on his lips.
It’s good that the Lu family is incompetent. He is happy with the double salary.
“Boss, here’s another candy.” Another customer came to the door.
The stall owner handed the candy over and told him to eat it early to avoid it getting sugary. Then he saw the customer buying tea from the stall next to him.
In fact, there are more customers buying Yaya tea than sugar.
Moreover, many people come to buy again after drinking. After all, there is no limit to Yaya.
Is tea really delicious?
The stall owner who sold another lollipop felt a little jealous when he saw Ya Ya replenishing the goods with just a wave of his sleeves.
In order to open this small stall, he stayed up several late nights to make 5,000 candies, and half of them were already sold. People sell tea, but they don't have to make anything, and no customers will ask what kind of water or ingredients the tea is made of. It's really irritating.
The stall owner was full of resentment and couldn't help but look at Yaya a few more times.
Just met Yaya’s gaze.
The stall owner smiled politely, and the cute little breasted dumpling also smiled at him. He had millet teeth and looked a bit like a newborn baby meatworm.
After another ten minutes, there were fewer customers at the stall.
In the middle of the field, an announcement came.
"Teacher Lin Yu's open-air concert is about to begin. Audiences who have purchased seat tickets are asked to enter the venue quickly. The concert will officially begin in ten minutes!"
As soon as Mo Mo heard the news , quickly put away the things she sold.
Seeing that Yaya was motionless, he asked strangely: "Little Guanzhu, don't you go to Lin Yu's concert?"
Yaya shook his head: "I wanted to go, but Now I have to guard the stall and I can’t go.”
Mo Mo nodded to show that she knew, drank the tea that Yaya gave her in one gulp, and entered the venue happily.
She guessed that the tea sold by Yaya might be the Qingxin type, but she was afraid that there would be too many people in the place and it would be too hot.
Actually, the Lu family made a big deal this time. There was an air conditioner blowing cold air from the concert site some distance away, and it was not hot at all.
Mo Mo thought so and entered the concert hall.
Ten minutes passed quickly.
Lin Yu's voice came outside through the central venue. Ya Ya was sitting on a small bench, her little feet swaying to the music, with a smile on her face.
Lin Yu’s voice is really nice, but she is a bit disobedient and wants to cause trouble during the concert. But it doesn't matter, they shouldn't dare to cause trouble now.
Thinking about this, Yaya suddenly heard the voice of the candy stall owner next to him: "Master Yaya, I also want to buy a cup of tea."
The stall wants to buy tea. Yaya's round eyes were bright and she kindly gave the bamboo teacup to the stall owner.
"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you, it's only ten yuan."
The stall owner dropped the ten yuan and smiled at Yaya again.
He thought to himself: By the time he finishes drinking this cup of tea, it will be almost time to start. When the time comes, he will just sit there and watch this little kid panic. It must be fun!
For adults, a cup of bamboo tube tea can be finished in two or three sips.
The stall owner thought there was too little tea, so he looked at the time after finishing the drink. I was sure it was already ten minutes since the concert started, so I frowned.
Wasn't it agreed that the commotion would start within ten minutes? Why is there no movement at all, or is there only the sound of Lin Yu singing?
When the stall owner was looking at the time, Yaya was staring at the stall owner.
She thought, that’s it. The stall owner must have felt something was wrong?
Sure enough, when Yaya thought this way, the stall owner's face suddenly turned pale. He covered his heart, his face full of shock.
Ya Ya swayed her feet twice more, feeling that Lin Yu sang so beautifully.
She hummed along with the rhythm of Lin Yu's singing.
Lu Xingfeng heard this and asked curiously: "Little Guanzhu, why do you seem so happy?"
Ya Ya nodded: "Of course you are happy."
Lu Xingfeng also said I wanted to ask Ya Ya why she was happy, but suddenly I saw the uncle selling candy next to me vomiting a mouthful of blood.
Lu Xingfeng is a warm-hearted person. He stood up and asked his uncle: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Fourth brother, help call the doctor over. This stall owner is vomiting blood."
After Lu Xingfeng shouted in a loud voice, people around him knew that a candy vendor here was vomiting blood.
Everyone came around anxiously and asked the stall owner what was wrong and if he wanted to drink water or something.
But the stall owner kept covering his mouth and did not dare to let go.
He looked quite energetic, there was blood between his fingers, and his eyes could still glance at Yaya.
Lu Xingfeng thought that the stall owner wanted Yaya to treat him, so he quickly shouted: "Little temple master, I almost forgot that you are very powerful, why don't you come and see this uncle?"
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After Lu Xingfeng shouted, Yaya stood up and walked to the uncle's side.
The onlookers made way for Ya Ya, and there was also an enthusiastic man who pulled the stall owner's hand away: "Stop covering your mouth, this is the owner of our Sanqing Temple in Yuncheng. My son said she is amazing, let her look at you and you will know how you are doing.”
The stall owner’s hand did not cover his mouth, and the half-vomited thing in his mouth was naturally exposed.
The thing was blood red, round, with veins, and was still beating.
The people around were shocked.
"Why did this young man spit out his internal organs? What kind of disease is this?"
"Oh my god, how can the internal organs still move after being spit out? It's so scary."
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"Little Guanzhu, do you know what happened to him?"
The onlookers asked all kinds of questions. The stall owner was speechless and tried hard to move his mouth, trying to get rid of the food in his mouth. Swallow something again.
(End of this chapter)