Chapter 398 The fun of showing off your love late at night

Zhao Xiaojing was rarely relaxed, so she walked along the path surrounded by Hypericum with her bag on her back.

This area leads to the supermarket and is located at the corner of the street where Zhao Xiaojing's shop is located. It has been made into a pocket park for greening purposes, but because there is a larger square in front of the supermarket, there are not many people here.

However, although there are not many people, it is the time when all things grow, and the quietness makes the trees and flowers more lush and fragrant.

The path was not long, and it only took Zhao Xiaojing five minutes to walk along it. Just as she was admiring the healing power of plants on the body and mind, she smelled an even sweeter and quieter fragrance.

Zhao Xiaojing took a few quick steps and discovered that a row of elderly men and women were sitting on the stone pier at the other exit of the pocket park. Each of them had one or two small baskets in front of them, containing small portions of vegetables, and two of them were filled with locust flowers.

At this time and place, people should be taking advantage of the fact that the urban management staff are off work and the few people on duty are too busy to take care of the place, so they find a way to set up stalls.

"How much is a pound of locust flowers?" Zhao Xiaojing hadn't been to the vegetable market for a long time, and it turned out that the locust flowers were out. She happily took a few steps forward and squatted down to take a look.

The locust flowers at both stalls were still in bud form and looked very fresh. When I walked closer and smelled them, the fragrance became even stronger.

"Five yuan, how much do you want?" When she saw someone asking, the aunt hurriedly pulled out a plastic bag and opened it.

"Beauty, I have some too, for the same price. If hers isn't enough, buy some from me! Mine are fresh too!" An old man who was also selling locust flowers leaned forward to attract customers when he saw Zhao Xiaojing asking.

"They haven't bought it yet, stop talking nonsense!" the aunt scolded.

"Why, can't you sell it to me instead?" The old man raised his eyebrows and retorted.

"Go somewhere else to steal business, don't come to me!"

Before Zhao Xiaojing could say anything, the two people, who were over a hundred years old in total, were about to start quarreling.

"Auntie, don't make a noise, I want them all! Uncle, don't make a noise either, I want all yours too! Pack them all up!" Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly raised her voice to interrupt.

Sophora japonica flowers are a seasonal vegetable, and you can only eat fresh ones in April and May when they are in season. Among the fresh Sophora japonica flowers, those in the bud stage, not yet fully bloomed, are the most delicious. You are lucky to come across them. The Sophora japonica flowers sold by the uncles and aunties all look good and are not expensive. The shop is crowded, so it is just right to buy them all.

"My daughter, don't pay attention to him! Buy as much as you need, don't buy too much and then you won't be able to finish it! He is like this. If he can't sell all, let him sell as much as he can!" When the aunt heard this, she didn't rush to pack the bags, but instead started to persuade them.

"Why should I sell more if I can't sell all of them? Why don't you go back and take a nap? Why don't you sell more here?" The old man simply ignored Zhao Xiaojing's request to pack everything up and stood up from the stone block.

"Alright, alright, the girl has already said she wants it all, why are you so angry? Hurry up and pretend!"

"That's right, it's just a matter of selling something. Why are you so angry? Just sell it!"

Seeing that the old man was getting angry, the other uncles and aunts selling vegetables nearby started to persuade him.

"You want to sell it yourself. If you don't sell it here, who will?! It's your turn to sell it!"

When the aunt saw that the uncle was angry, she seemed to block out all the voices trying to stop the fight, stood up, pointed at the uncle and started cursing.

"Is everything my fault? I have to wake up early in the morning and do all this work, while you're comfortable at home? Are you right?"

"I'm comfortable at home. Who cooks? I don't need anyone to wash my clothes, right? I'm comfortable at home, why do you have to ask me to come out and sell this stuff? Go sell it yourself! You don't sleep all morning and insist on getting up to pick locust flowers. You don't even do your job. Why don't you sell it? How much do you get?"

Oh, so they're a couple! Zhao Xiaojing was about to repeat that she wanted everything and asked them not to steal her business, but she swallowed it back.

This is not a conflict caused by competing for business.

"I work like a slave at home, and you call me and ask me to bring you a basket one moment, then a bag the next. I can't do anything myself, and yet I'm always being bossed around by others. Who's responsible for what?!"

The old lady roared continuously with great momentum. When the old man saw this, he sat down on the stone block again, turned his head away without saying a word, and gasped for breath in anger.

"Alright, alright, you two, why do you have so many arguments every day? Hurry up and pretend to be a locust flower for the girl!"

"The girl is still waiting here. Why are you so angry if you sell out quickly and go back soon?"

Seeing that the old man was depressed, the vendors who had just spoken started to persuade him again.

"Uncle and aunt, please pack the locust flowers. I really want them all. I have a lot of people and I can take them all." Zhao Xiaojing persuaded with a helpless smile.

I never thought that buying a locust flower would mean I would have to witness the tragic marriage of a middle-aged couple.

"Did you hear that? The girl wants it!"

"Sorry, I'll weigh it for you!" The aunt rolled her eyes at the uncle, threw away the plastic bag she had just taken out, and took out a neatly folded snakeskin bag from her bag.

When the old man saw the old lady move, he stood up with a snort, picked up the old lady's basket, and poured the locust flowers into the open snakeskin bag.

After emptying the two baskets, the bag was just full. The final weight was a little over 15 pounds. The aunt simply rounded off the decimal point and gave a total of 75 yuan based on 15 pounds.

The snakeskin bag filled with 15 kilograms of locust flowers felt heavy. Zhao Xiaojing weighed the bag and was thinking about whether to put it back in the store or eat first, when she saw the old man who was so angry just now suddenly changed his expression.

"I'll do it, I'll do it! You take a rest!" The old man swiftly picked up the old woman's empty basket and stacked it with his own.

"I'll collect them!" Just as the aunt was about to pick up the beam scale, the uncle immediately took a step ahead of her and picked up the beam scale and the plastic bag and put them into the basket.

"Carry it for me!" The aunt took a step forward, and the uncle stopped her with a smile on his face and picked up the two baskets himself.

"Hmph." The aunt stopped speaking harshly, glared at the uncle, and walked forward on her own.

The old man hurriedly trotted after her, carrying the basket. When he reached the front of the old woman, he dropped the basket onto the three-wheeled vehicle in the parking area and held out his right hand. "Come on, Your Majesty, please get in."

"Tsk! Here you go again!" The aunt laughed out loud, slapped the uncle on the shoulder, and then helped the uncle's hand to get on the tricycle.

"We respectfully send the Empress Dowager back to the palace!" The old man smiled and turned the handle. The electric tricycle immediately made a sound and disappeared around the corner carrying the two of them.

Zhao Xiaojing blinked blankly.

"These two are like this every day. We're so tired of trying to stop them, but they're fine the next moment!"

"That's right, that's why I kept quiet when you guys tried to stop the fight. I'm used to it. Their quarrel is just entertainment!"

"It's others who are having fun!"

The remaining vendors started talking at once.

Zhao Xiaojing suddenly understood.

It turns out that this is not a messy middle-aged marriage tragedy, but the fun of showing off your love late at night!