With a space sweetheart

Chapter 85

Moreover, this man held Fulang tightly all the way, and the few things he held in his hand were all clay figurines or rouge that my brother liked. Knowing that he must love Fulang, he naturally used Fulang as an excuse to persuade him to buy it. .

　　As soon as Lin Qi heard it, he really moved his mind and started picking at the old man's stall.

　　However, I don't know whether it's his poor eyesight or the old man's poor craftsmanship. It was hard to choose one, but I couldn't tell what it was carved, and that's why I asked just now.

　　Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he changed his amiable and friendly appearance just now, and his eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it. He snatched the wooden hairpin, pointed to the tail and said to him: "Boy, look carefully, is this a branch, is this a fruit?"

　　Lin Qi followed his fingers, looked carefully, and then looked up at the old man in a daze. He really didn't see it!

　　The old man was even more shocked now, the boy's expression clearly doubted his own craft. At the moment, regardless of whether he is a customer, I want to coax him to buy something, I just want him to appreciate my craft seriously, so I introduce him in detail.

　　When he looked up, he saw that Lin Qi was still in a daze, and suddenly became a little anxious, and said in a loud voice, "You still can't see the resemblance?"

　　He Anran was pulled back to his senses by his excited voice, and hurriedly approached to see what was going on, and then saw Lin Qi also looking at him suspiciously.

　　Seeing him approaching, the old man said, "Come on, bro, look! What do you think this is?"

　　He Anran looked at the tail of the hairpin he was pointing at, and felt that the shape was not bad, but...

　　What exactly is this sculpture?

　　Seeing him, the old man also looked puzzled. He felt that his craftsmanship for so many years had been insulted, and he felt angry. But seeing the stall owners on the left and the passers-by looking this way, afraid of affecting the business, they could only put the hairpin on the table, waved their hands and said, "Go, go, it doesn't make sense to you."

　　When Lin Qi heard this, he immediately felt a little unhappy, and was about to slap the table, but remembered that he brought He Anran to relax today, and it was not worth it to make him unhappy.

　　Knowing that I really have a bad temper these few days and get angry easily, I hurriedly muttered silently in my heart not to be angry, endured the irritability in my heart, pretended not to care, and planned to take He Anran to have a look elsewhere.

　　But when he was about to leave, he saw the old man's lips moving, as if he was talking about something.

　　He had seen this kind of scene a lot before the end of the world, and most of them were shopkeepers blaspheming. Lin Qi couldn't take it anymore, turned around and went back, and was about to break up with the old man.

　　He Anran was staggered by him, and understood what he was going to do, and hurriedly tugged at the hem of his clothes, trying to persuade him not to be angry. Before he could speak, he saw Lin Qi suddenly stop, with a strange expression on his face.

　　After Lin Qi approached, relying on his extraordinary hearing, he heard that the old man was not cursing, but talking about his craftsmanship.

　　"These two blind guys don't know each other with such a big unfinished fruit. My handicraft is the best among the neighbors around me. This fruit is carved a little smaller, but it still looks like a fruit. The branches and leaves... seem to be Some are like a magpie's tail, but it's hard to build a fruit on an oriole.