Vicious male mate raises cubs online

J city.

winter.

The development of modern economy drives the progress of cities all the time.

From the spacious villas in the rich areas to the crowded shantytowns in the poor areas, this bustling city is divided into too sharp a gap between the rich and the poor.

In short, it is getting more and more difficult to do small business these days.

The urban management who came to inspect finally was willing to start the car, and the exhaust roared past.

After a short period of silence, the brightly lit night market returned to bustle.

With a piece of dog's tail grass in her mouth, Tan Qing came out slowly from the narrow alley, and snorted at the back of the urban management officer leaving in extreme displeasure.

Then he squatted down and spread out the tarpaulin in his hand very familiarly, exposing the things wrapped in the cloth.

Under the light of the energy-saving light bulbs brought by the small vendors, the fox fur pendants placed on the simple tarpaulins are colorful and very beautiful.

Tan Qing took out a ponytail from the bag behind her and sat down. Bored, she brushed all kinds of fox fur in front of her twice.

After thinking about it, he reached back and took out the signboard from his bag——

[Real wool pendant. 20 yuan each. 】

The eldest brother who set up a stall next to him is specialized in selling crystal mobile phone cases. He and Tan Qing had just experienced the thrilling moment of avoiding the city management. They couldn't help but feel a sense of revolutionary friendship. He poked his head and leaned over to ask: "Big brother! Ah, the new one?"

Tan Qing was shivering from the cold, and while shaking her legs, she turned her face to the side and glanced at the elder brother: "Brother, you guessed right, the younger brother only came to the stall this week. Alas, it is difficult to make money these years!"

The eldest brother felt the same way, and seemed to want to say something more, but there was business at Tan Qing's stall.

Two young and beautiful girls were holding hands, wearing half-length down jackets on their upper bodies, and jeans with beautiful long legs.

The girl in the bright yellow down jacket stopped at Tan Qing's booth, picked up a fluffy fox ball, and asked softly, "Is it really real fur?"

Tan Qing very quickly bent a commercial smile: "It's not real, you come to hit me! Pick whatever you want, all 20 yuan is 20 yuan."

The girl who asked the question just now was amused by Tan Qing, but the other girl in a bright silver down jacket sneered disdainfully: "Buy real hair at this kind of shabby night market? Xiao Mu, don't you just chase after stars?!"

The smile on the corner of the girl's mouth froze suddenly, and took a twenty from the wallet after a while.

She handed the money to Tan Qing, and said softly, "Sorry, my friend speaks straighter..."

Tan Qing quickly put the money into her pocket, handed the pendant that the girl picked just now to her unaffected, and still smiled and said: "It's all right, thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again."

The girl reached out to pick up the pendant, and accidentally touched Tan Qing's hand.

Maybe it was because of the long cold in the winter night, the hand was extremely cold, but the finger bones were slender and sharp, which looked quite beautiful.

Xiao Mu subconsciously glanced at the owner of that hand.

Although the lights in the night market were dim, the facial features of the stall owner could not be seen clearly, but his pale skin and the corners of his bright red lips could be vaguely seen.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a hawker setting up a stall in a night market to make a living.

It just so happened that the energy-saving desk lamp at the stall next door was accidentally bumped by a customer, and the light flickered towards Tan Qing.

The girl in the silver down jacket standing on the other side frowned, and asked slightly contemptuously, "Hey, has anyone ever told you that you look like Tan Qing?"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing showed an innocent and confused face, shook his head, and said very sincerely: "My name is Liu Dazhuang, who is Tan Qing you are talking about?"

Probably Liu Dazhuang's name is so earthy, the girl frowned in disgust, and after a while she said maliciously: "You talk about Tan Qing, that shameless bitch, but he has already gg, what a retribution hehe whee."

"Paeonia!"

Xiao Mu couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to grab the girl, apologized to Tan Qing again, and the two walked away together.

Tan Qing straightened out the unsold fox furs without any pressure, and the big brother who had just chatted halfway came over again.

"The two little girls were talking about Tan Qing just now, little brother, don't talk about it! I know him too!"

Tan Qing bared her teeth.

The eldest brother continued: "My daughter-in-law also liked him before, alas, he is handsome, but the news broke out a while ago that he was not a good character, and it is said that he took the initiative to climb on the producer's bed, ouch, tell me about this guy... ..."

Tan Qing: "..."

Forget it.

Forget it.

calm.

modern society.

Killing is not good.

Tan Qing took a deep breath, bent down and rolled the tarp into a roll.

Put your back on your body, close the stall and leave.

It was just ten o'clock in the evening when we returned to Tongzilou.

Tan Qing swiftly ran from the stairs to the eighth floor, and knocked on the door of the neighbor's house next door.

The door opened, Tan Qing smiled and handed a bunch of fresh bananas and a native chicken to Grandma Li who came to open the door.

The native chicken looked like it had just been killed, and it was hastily packed in a plastic bag. The dripping blood lay down along the neck of the chicken, forming a small puddle.

Grandma Li welcomed Tan Qing into the house very kindly, and said in a rambling manner: "Da Zhuang, don't bring me so many things every time you come, it's not easy for you to work hard in a big city alone, and you still have children ..."

Hearing the word child, Tan Qing's head hurt even more.

He turned his head following Grandma Li's gaze, and glanced at the cub sleeping comfortably on the old-fashioned sofa.

All fours.

Still drooling.

Tsk, shame on me.

Grandma Li covered the little boy with a quilt, and said peacefully, "Da Zhuang, have you eaten tonight's dinner? The chicken you brought the day before yesterday was not finished yet, and grandma stewed chicken soup."

Tan Qing shook her head with the same obedient expression as the boy, and soon ate a bowl of hot chicken soup and rice.

The tender white shredded chicken is torn apart, topped with a delicious sauce, and a few tender green broccoli are placed aside.

Another bowl of chicken soup still has shiitake mushrooms and goji berries floating in it.

After eating, Tan Qing quickly went to wash the dishes.

Just as she was about to pick up the little boy and go home, Grandma Li came over and sat on the sofa with Tan Qing.

Grandma Li looked a little embarrassed, and the wrinkles on her old face became deeper.

She seemed to be deliberating for a long time before slowly saying: "Da Zhuang... Grandma's daughter is going to take grandma back to live in the countryside, so she probably won't be able to help you take care of the children in the future."

Tan Qing froze for a moment, then glanced at the chubby cub.

Probably seeing that Tan Qing didn't speak, Grandma Li became more and more guilty: "This child is very good, he doesn't make trouble, and it doesn't take much trouble to take it with him. I..."

Tan Qing came back to her senses, hurriedly patted Grandma Li's hand, and said with a smile, "It's all right, don't you always want to go back to the countryside? The air in the countryside is good, and it's good for your health."

Grandma Li wiped the corners of her eyes and sighed again.

Tan Qing stuffed some of her small savings to the old man as a thank you, then walked to the sofa, pinched the back of her neck and lifted the sleeping son up.

The cub was disturbed in his sleep, opened his eyes and pursed his mouth, and sniffed very aggrieved.

Grandma Li was tidying up the child's quilt and quilt in the bedroom.

After coming out, he was taken aback by the posture of holding his neck, and hurried up to carry the child back, and said seriously to Tan Qing: "Da Zhuang, you can't hold the child like this, your son is still young, he will get hurt! "

Tan Qing gritted her teeth, endured and endured, and finally, under Grandma Li's repeated demonstrations, she patiently carried the little boy on her shoulders and went home with his little quilt.

Today's home is also a day of ice pot and cold stove.

There is not even a sofa in the simple bay, and a simple wooden bed is built.

Tan Qing put the cub on the small bed——

The little boy didn't even lie down, but sat up straight like a tumbler.

what.

Pretty fun.

Tan Qing stretched out her foot and pushed the child again.

The cub shook again, then looked at Tan Qing in a daze.

It must have been delayed for so long and finally realized that someone was bullying him in front of him. The child sitting on the bed pouted pitifully.

Finally cried out loud.

"Wow woo woo woo woo—"

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing was used to being alone, and felt a little uncomfortable after being suddenly irritated by the magic sound.

He stood up, walked to the small wooden bed and sat down, and said to the cub in front of him with a serious face: "Talk, don't cry!"

The child choked on being yelled at, sobbed a few times and then cried even louder.

Tan Qing rolled her eyes, showing a malicious smile: "If you cry again, I will throw you to the mountain to feed the wild wolves."

Tan Jiji: "..."

The poor cub was so frightened that he choked back his crying, sobbing and looking at Tan Qing, hiccupping from time to time.

Tan Qing stretched out a finger to push the little boy back on the bed, and then tapped on the tip of the child's red nose from crying: "Sleep honestly, do you understand?"

Tan Jiji blew snot bubbles, and soon fell asleep.

Tan Qing perfunctorily covered him with the quilt, got up and went to the kitchen, casually took out the milk powder and made a small cup.

Soon, the steaming aroma of milk powder came out of the baby bottle.

Tan Qing took a sip happily, then put the bottle aside, waiting for the rest to cool down for the cub to drink.

Human cubs are trouble.

I can't eat raw or cold, and I cry coquettishly at every turn.

Hey, he didn't inherit the fine genes of his nine-tailed fox at all.

Tan Qing folded her hands in disgust and was thinking about where to get some living expenses tomorrow, when the window pane was knocked from the outside.

The place where he lives now is considered to be the urban-rural junction in the outer suburbs of the city. The cost of housing prices is very low. With the mountains behind him, he can't see the prosperity of the city at all.

Her thoughts were interrupted, Tan Qing stretched out her hand to open the window, and raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it time to send hair today?"

Outside the window is a red fox, its gorgeous fur looks more and more shiny under the bright moonlight, and it looks extremely handsome.

It's a pity that its tail is bare.

Not only is it bald, but there is not a single hair left.

The red fox wept with a fox face, and said pitifully: "Old ancestor... the brothers in this area have all been bald, and if they continue to be plucked, they won't be able to meet people... Can the time for the next furry be delivered? A few days more grace..."

Hearing this, Tan Qing reached out and touched the red fox's tail: "Oh, you're so bald, so ugly."

Red Fox: "..."

The red fox was about to cry.

The fox family loves beauty the most, and in addition to the favorable time and place in the suburbs of Beijing, all the things raised are even more agile.

As a result, after decades of smooth sailing, this nine-tailed fox fairy came out of nowhere.

Tricky and horizontal.

And the fighting power is amazing...

Don't say anything.

All tears.

Tan Qing flicked the tip of the red fox's tail twice, and stretched out her hand thoughtfully: "By the way, where's the chicken today?"

The red fox turned over and jumped off the window sill. A few seconds later, he quickly climbed up with an old hen in his mouth, and put the chicken on the window sill in aggrieved manner.

Tan Qing was satisfied, and hooked the red fox: "In the future, there is no need to send hair over."

Red Fox: "???"

A happy event came from heaven, making it a little unbelievable for a while.

In order to guard against Tan Qing's big moves from time to time, the red fox thought about it, and whispered tentatively: "Then you..."

Tan Qing put the old hen into the refrigerator: "I earn too little from selling fox fur, I thought of a new way to make money today."

Bitch!

The author has something to say: Small theater, Tan Qing: Well, how much is the right price?

He Mingyu:? ? ?Can you explain to me first why you call my son Tanjiji? ?

Tan Qing: Because I love chicken 0.0

The sand sculpture text is generally sweet, and the subject is the nine-tailed fox [the emphasis is very animalistic], and a few blind cubs are raised online.

The cub's growth path does not go astray depends entirely on attack, and he will come out after capturing the chapter!