The new book of the burning prairie star

"Grandpa, that bastard is over there." Yang Zhaosheng pointed in the direction of the man.

"You haven't been discovered?"

"No, you can go now, Grandpa." The headman nodded, walked over and took the two baskets of pears off the mule cart, then carried them on a shoulder pole and turned to say, "Bo Wen, come over here quickly."

"Bowen, you need to twist your butt when you walk." Yang Litian was anxious. Didn't he learn to twist his butt when he walked all night? Why was he still walking so carelessly? It would be strange if he didn't give himself away.

"Shake your butt, shake your butt!" Others also reminded Yang Bowen in a low voice.

Yang Bowen glared at them fiercely and twisted his butt helplessly. "Yes, that's it." The friends were all satisfied.

"Bowen, you'd better squat down next to the village head uncle." Yang Biao felt that Yang Bowen's height was too conspicuous, so it would be better for him to hide.

"I thought Calligraphy and Painting Street only sold calligraphy and paintings, I didn't expect it sold other things as well." Everyone discussed together.

"All of you, spread out. Don't gather together. It's too conspicuous." The village head picked up pears and asked them to pretend to be passers-by and spread out in the calligraphy and painting street. "Brother Biao, where should Bowen and I put the pears to attract that bastard?"

"Let me take a look first," Yang Biao stretched his neck and looked around, and finally locked his position on a jewelry store. The store was in the middle of the calligraphy and painting street, and it could take care of both near and far. "Grandpa, go to the side of that store and wait for the rabbit." He pointed at the store, "Brother Bowen, whether we can lure Zhao Si here today depends entirely on your performance."

"You guys hurry up and let us go together." The village head took the lead and arrived at the designated location carrying pears.

Yang Biao also painted his face black and put on a big beard, while the other friends made their faces very white and also put on beards. The main point is that when a father and mother come, they can't recognize them.

"Bowen, shout out your sales." Yang Biao walked up to them and reminded Yang Bowen in a low voice that he had to attract people's attention. Then he asked the head of the village in a low and rough voice, "Old man, how much are the pears?"

The head of the village glanced at Bowen, who smiled helplessly and spoke in a pinched voice, "Brother, our pears are carefully selected. My father and I forgot to bring a scale when we went out today. Brother, please give me five cents for each pear."

"It's not expensive. I want two pears. Here's the money." Yang Biao gave ten cents and handed one of the pears to Yang Xiaoyong beside him. The two wiped the pear on their clothes, walked forward, and ate as they walked.

"Delicious pears, big, fragrant and sweet." Under the threat of the headman's eyes, Yang Bowen started his business.

"Hey, boss, look at that girl over there, she's pretty." Guo Yong heard the hawking and first noticed Yang Bowen, a man dressed as a woman.

"She is very beautiful!" Zhao Si stopped and looked at her carefully, "Let's go and see the beauty and have some fun with her." A group of thugs were very excited and rushed forward to chat with her.

"Sister, how much are your pears?" Zhao Si's lewd smile almost made Yang Bowen want to vomit. But thinking of Yang Shuiqian lying on the hospital bed with injuries, he still held back his nausea, smiled with teeth showing, pinched his throat and said, "Brother, you are so handsome, I am so happy, I will give you two pears." After that, he picked the two largest pears from the basket and squatted down to hand them to Zhao Si.

Zhao Si took it and touched Yang Bowen's hand holding the pear. He felt that this girl's hands were really smooth! How could they not be smooth? Yang Biao spent a lot of money to apply something similar to talcum powder on Yang Bowen's hands and face.

"Brother, you are so bad." Yang Bowen got goose bumps when he was touched by him, but he still tried his best to endure the discomfort of his body.

"Oh, this girl is interesting." Zhao Si saw that Yang Bowen was not afraid, but showed a shy expression. Was she fascinated by his appearance? He couldn't help but straighten his collar and touched his hair, trying to smooth it out.

"Young lady, why don't you follow me? I promise to make sure you have the best food and the best drinks." Looking at Yang Bowen's pretty appearance, Zhao Si began to think about getting married.

"I listen to my father," Yang Bowen lowered his head deliberately and pretended to be shy, which made Zhao Si feel itchy.

"Your father?" Zhao Si looked at the headman standing next to Yang Bowen, "Are you the young lady's father?"

"Yes, my Xiang'er is not very good at needlework, so please bear with me in the future." The head of the village also started acting.

"That's okay. We can buy new clothes when we're together and we don't have to make them ourselves." Zhao Si disagreed. It was not a big deal.

"Brother, can you go shopping with me?" Yang Bowen took the initiative to invite, and he had to lead this bastard to a deserted corner.

"Sure, sure." Being seduced by Yang Bowen in such a deliberate way, Zhao Sixi was so happy that his soul almost left his body.

"Xiang'er, our pears haven't been sold out yet. Let's go shopping after we sell all the pears." The village head stopped her.

"Brother, please help me." Yang Bowen squatted there, twisting his body, and acting coquettishly towards Zhao Si.

"Guo Yong, take two people to help the young lady sell pears," Zhao Si turned around and ordered Guo Yong to help sell pears.

Guo Yong nodded, and then two people stood up, "Come on, girl, I'll take you to play." Zhao Si excitedly pulled Yang Bowen up.

Yang Bowen stood up and Zhao Si was shocked. My God, there is a girl so tall, almost as tall as him.

"Brother, where are we going to play?" Yang Bowen affectionately took Zhao Si's arm, and Zhao Si was so happy that he felt like his soul was leaving his body.

"Well, just follow me." Smelling the fragrance coming from Yang Bowen, Zhao Si felt that he could no longer find his own voice. His feet felt as light as if they were stepping on cotton.

"Xiang'er, go home after shopping with this young man. Your father and mother are waiting for you to have dinner." The head of the village reminded.

"Well," Yang Bowen replied, as if he had just remembered something, "I don't know what to call this gentleman?"

"My last name is Zhao, and my given name is Zhao. I'm the fourth child in the family, so everyone calls me Zhao Si," Zhao Si quickly gave his name.

"Oh, so it's Master Zhao Zhao. What a nice name."

"Yes, my parents gave it to me," Zhao Si's mouth was almost stretched to his ears. No girl had ever called him by that name before. "Come on, I'll take you around."

"Okay, I'll trouble you, brother, to take me to see it."

"It's not hard, it's not hard..." Zhao Si waved his hands quickly. He was happy to do this hard work.

"Mr. Zhao Zhao, are you familiar with the county town? Is there a quiet place nearby where we can spend some time together, just the two of us, without anyone else." Seeing that the friends from the same village were following them from far or near, Yang Bowen suggested that they should be alone.

"I can't talk about other places, but I'm so familiar with Wenchang County that I know where it is even with my eyes closed." Zhao Si didn't doubt him and started bragging immediately.