Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Xia Qingqing ran back quietly and saw five or six old men and women entering the Yang family. She smiled triumphantly, turned around and walked slowly towards the convenience store.

The knockout drug she gave the two old guys lasts for an hour. The drug Yang Hongting drank should last for an hour. The real show has just begun.

The entrance to the convenience store was very lively, with seven or eight people talking loudly. They all lived nearby. They were discussing the war on the border because children from two families in the alley had gone to the front line, and everyone was very concerned about the war.

"My Ajun has withdrawn. Fortunately, he was only slightly injured. His company commander and deputy company commander were both killed. Alas!"

An old lady sighed. Although she was glad that her son was fine, she was also heartbroken for the soldiers who died. They were all young people in their prime. How heartbroken their parents must have been.

"I still haven't contacted my Ah Wei yet. I don't know what's going on. Sigh, even dragon meat doesn't taste good to me now!"

Another middle-aged woman looked anxious because her son had also gone to the front line, but was not in the same unit as the Ajun.

"Don't worry, Aweiji is a man of destiny, everything will be fine!"

"Maybe there will be good news tomorrow!"

Everyone tried to comfort her, but this empty comfort could not alleviate the aunt's worries. She chatted for a few minutes and then hurried home.

"I hope the war ends soon, or let us old men go to fight. We've had enough of life anyway. Those kids are too young. Alas!"

An old man patted his chest with great pride. His surname was Li, and he was well-known in the alley for his hot temper and he was easily picky.

Uncle Li is a retired eighth-level electrician. In the workplace, he doesn't even give face to the factory director. In the alley, he just curses at anyone he doesn't like. No one dares to provoke him.

"I would like to win glory for my country, but I am unable to do so. I am old and feeble, so I'd better not be a burden!"

Another thin old man spoke very nicely. His surname was Liu and he was a retired teacher. He was a shrewd man who was very calculating and calculated every penny.

Uncle Li squinted at him and sneered, deliberately saying: "This morning at the vegetable market meat stall, you were very agile when you cut in line. I think you can handle seven or eight enemies without any problem!"

"You must have read it wrong. I never cut in line."

Uncle Liu denied it solemnly without changing his expression, and said: "I am a civilized person. Cutting in line is uncivilized. Don't wrongly accuse me, Lao Li!"

"My eyes are not presbyopic, I can see clearly, but you, an old thing, cut in line with a pregnant woman and knocked down all the signs in our Ping An Li!"

"Can you show me the evidence? Who else saw it? What time did I cut in line? Don't spit blood on me!"

"I'm going to carry a camera with me every day from now on. If you can, you can be civilized every day!"

The two old men started arguing with each other, and the others had no intention of trying to mediate. After all, these two quarreled every few days, and they were used to it.

"Sister Xu, I want a pack of hawthorn slices and a piece of danpi."

Xia Qingqing's delicate and weak voice sounded, and the quarrel between the two uncles ended immediately. They straightened their clothes and combed their hair, so as not to lose face in front of the little girl.

"Has Qingqing eaten yet?"

Sister Xu took out hawthorn slices and fruit leather and charged ten cents.

"have eaten."

Xia Qingqing tore off the wrapper of the fruit leather, took a bite, and frowned because of the sour taste. Sister Xu was amused and said with a smile: "You can't eat sour food, but you always buy sour food."

"My mind is a little confused, I need to eat something sour to clear my mind, Sister Xu, I'll sit here with you for a while!"

Xia Qingqing ate the fruit leather with a gnawing mouth. The fruit leather was so full of ingredients that it was so sour that her teeth were about to fall out.

"What happened? Did your mother-in-law scold you again?"

Sister Xu reacted quickly. She immediately figured out what was going on and swiftly brought out a small stool for Xia Qingqing to sit on and eat.

Others gathered around, gossiping.

"Nothing, I just don't want to go home now. I'll leave when you close the door, Sister Xu!"

Xia Qingqing ate half of the fruit leather, but her teeth couldn't bear it anymore, so she broke open some hawthorn slices and ate them. With the fruit leather in front of her to block the taste, she actually tasted the sweetness of the hawthorn slices.

"It's still early to close, Qingqing, are you crying?"

Sister Xu had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that Xia Qingqing's eyes were red. The others became alert, as it was obvious that something had happened!

“No…I didn’t cry!”

Xia Qingqing wiped her eyes in panic. Her behavior made everyone itchy and they wished they could pry open her mouth and explain everything clearly.

After eating a bag of hawthorn slices, Sister Xu diligently made a cup of hot tea and said with concern: "Qingqing, if you are wronged, don't keep it to yourself. This is a new society. The government will take care of you. Don't be afraid of them!"

"Yes, and us too!"

Everyone responded in unison.

"Thank you. I...I'm embarrassed to say it. It's...it's too much."

Xia Qingqing was timid, hesitant, and shy, which made everyone's heart itchy and unbearable. They couldn't stop and were almost anxious to death.

The fire was finally cooked to the perfect temperature, and Xia Qingqing finally relaxed.

"I saw Yang Hongting...she...she was..."

"what are you doing?"

Everyone is so anxious, what are they doing?

Xia Qingqing blushed with shame and covered her face, refusing to say anything.

Her current character is pure and weak, and she cannot collapse.

Everyone figured out something. Being so embarrassed was definitely not a good thing. Those who had originally planned to go home and sleep suddenly became alert. They exchanged glances with each other and reached a consensus in their hearts.

"I'm sleepy, go home and sleep!"

"I'm back too!"

Everyone yawned pretendingly and dispersed. Once they entered the alley, they changed direction and headed towards Yang's house.

Only Sister Xu and Xia Qingqing were left in the store. Sister Xu couldn't sit still any longer; she wanted to see something too.

"Ouch, my stomach aches. The shrimp I ate tonight must not be fresh. Qingqing, please help me watch the store!"

Sister Xu covered her stomach and put on a textbook performance. She quickly pulled out a dozen pieces of toilet paper, slipped out of the store like the wind, and ran towards the public toilet, but soon turned around and went to Yang's house.

Xia Qingqing was the only one left in the store. She put away the innocence and shyness on her face and continued to chew the remaining half of a fruit leather.

A group of people gathered in the courtyard of Yang's house. They called out a few times, but no one answered.

I walked to the living room and called again. A spirited old lady ran down from the second floor and shushed her with her hand. “Don’t shout. Come up quickly!”

The auntie was the first enthusiastic one. She and the others had been watching the show for a while, their eyes shining.

A dozen old men and women sneaked into the narrow doorway and openly admired the two people rolling around on the bed.

"Bah...how shameless!"

Several middle-aged women were cursing and covering their eyes with their hands, but their fingers were wide open and their eyes were wide open.