Chapter 322 Grandpa Blowing Sugar Figures
After saying that, Qiqi took out copper coins from his bulging purse.
The purses filled with copper coins were given to them by their parents.
My parents are not usually so generous.
When they wanted to buy a meat bun or something, their parents would respond like this, "I think you look like a meat bun!"
Anyway, they look like whatever they want to buy.
But when they said they wanted to take Xiao Jiuer out shopping, the stingy parents suddenly became generous.
He also specifically instructed that as long as Xiaojiuer liked it, he had to buy it no matter how expensive it was, and if he didn't have enough money, he could go home and get more.
In comparison, they feel like they were picked up...
Because Xiao Jiuer often comes to play outside the village, the vendors at the street stalls have long known this cute baby.
"Are you Xiao Jiuer? What kind of sugar figurine does Xiao Jiuer want?"
The old man who blows the sugar figures is an old man wearing a straw hat, with white beard and white eyebrows. He has a kind face and looks like an old god in a myth. At this moment, he is looking at the little dumpling with a smile on his face.
Little Dumpling often hangs out, but this was her first time seeing this old man. She looked at his long eyebrows and beard curiously and asked, "Naoyeye, are you a lecherous immortal?"
The old man stroked his beard and laughed.
He kindly pointed at the blown-up sugar figures on the stall and said, "Xiaojiu, here are a little rabbit, a little deer, and a little fish. Which one do you like?"
"Hey, hey!" the little dumpling called politely, "Don't worry about it!"
"Xiao Jiu'er, don't you like these? Then tell me what you like, and Grandpa can help you blow it out!"
Other sugar figurine blowing stalls would place a parchment scroll with patterns painted on it for customers to choose from, but the old man’s stall did not have that.
Little Jiuer pointed to the sky and said, "I want Longlong!"
The old man laughed heartily, looking very happy. "Xiao Jiuer, you want a little golden dragon? A little golden dragon is great! Grandpa will blow one for you right away!"
The old man stirred a piece of syrup with chopsticks and kneaded it in his hands for a while, then pulled out a long strip with his hands, put it in his mouth and began to blow. While blowing, his hands were not idle, constantly kneading and shaping it. A hovering little golden dragon was born in his hands.
"Wow! It's so lifelike, just like the real thing!" the children exclaimed sincerely.
The old man dipped a small wooden stick in the hot syrup in the pot, stuck the little golden dragon on the stick and handed it to the little dumpling.
"Xiao Jiuer, do you like it?"
The little girl stood on tiptoe and took it, looking at it carefully, and shouted happily, "I like it! Thanks to you, Juanjuan!"
"Grandpa, how much is it?" Xiaowen asked.
"No money needed." The old man said with a smile.
"How can I not ask for money? The teacher taught us that no reward should be given without merit. Besides, the old man makes a living by blowing sugar figures. How can he make a living without charging money?" Xiao Wen said seriously.
"Yes, grandpa, it's not easy for you to come out and earn money at such an old age. You can't refuse money!"
Each of the eight children placed two copper coins on the stall.
The old man smiled and said, "What a good boy! But I don't make sugar figures to make money. I just want to talk to someone."
The children asked curiously, "Grandpa, is there no one at home to talk to you?"
The old man said, "I'm the only one at home!"
"Ah?" The children were stunned.
The old man is so lonely and helpless, it's so pitiful.
"Come on, come on, I'll treat you to some sugar figurines, and you can chat with me for a while." The old man handed the sugar figurines he had blown earlier to the Eight Little King Kongs.
One per person, just right, not more, not less.
"Grandpa, where do you live?"
"I've been without a home for a long time."
"Ah?" The children were stunned again.
How could such a pitiful old man exist? Not only did he have no family, he even had no home.
"Grandpa, where do you sleep at night?"
"I don't have a fixed place, so I have to make do wherever I can. But my health has been getting worse recently..." The old man coughed a few times as he spoke.
"You can eat it here!" Xiao Jiuer pointed to the inn not far away.
The old man sighed, "I can't afford to stay in the inn in Heihe Village."
The children looked at each other and said, "Grandpa, let's go back and help you find a solution!"
After saying that, he took Xiao Jiuer's hand and ran back to the village.
"There's something wrong with this old man!" Xiaowen was the first to express his opinion.
"Yes! There are a lot of loopholes in what he said!" said Hei Guo.
"He said he had no place to live, but although his clothes were old, they were very neat. He didn't look like a wanderer!" said Xigou.
"He said he was in poor health, but I saw that his face was flushed and he spoke with great vigor, comparable to my father!" Tietou said.
"I think he approached us on purpose!" said Daqiang.
"I agree. What he said was all to win our sympathy and get closer to us!" Jin Bao said.
"So this old man is a bad guy? What a waste of his good craftsmanship." Yin Bao looked at the sugar man in his hand and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good anymore.
"He's definitely a bad guy!" Xiao Wu looked at the cute little dumpling, "Maybe he wants to kidnap my sister!"
"What?!" The children were shocked.
"Don't worry, this is Heihe Village's territory. What are we afraid of?" Heiguo was the oldest of the eight and the most insightful at critical moments. "Didn't the teacher tell us the story of catching a turtle in a jar yesterday?"
The other children's eyes lit up, "Yeah! We can also catch the turtle in the jar!"
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"Grandpa, come with us into the village!"
"Don't worry, you won't have to wander around anymore!" The eight little golden men gathered in front of the candy-blowing stall.
"Okay, okay!" The old man was very happy and stood up without saying a word. "I'll go with you!"
"Grandpa, don't you need to clean up your candy figurine stall?"
"No need!" the old man said, stroking his beard. "I won't need it anymore!"
The children felt that there was something strange about the old man.
Heihe Village is not open to the public because there are too many idle people outside the village. Therefore, Heihe Village arranges two gate guards every day to prevent outsiders from entering Heihe Village.
The Eight Little Kings took the old man into the city, but were stopped by the villagers guarding the gate.
"Children, unless the village head and the Ye family agree, you cannot bring outsiders into the village."
Jinbao and Yinbao: "Uncle Zhang, my grandfather is the village head!"
Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu: "Uncle Liu, we are the Ye family!"
Uncle Zhang and Uncle Liu were unmoved. "No, if you want to bring people into the village, you must find the adults in the family. We have principles and we can't break the rules because of you."
The sound of footsteps rang out, and Little Jiuer poked his head out, "Come in, he's so cute!"
"Alright!" Uncle Zhang and Uncle Liu immediately smiled like two flowers. "Why are you standing there like an idiot? Come in!"
Eight Little Vajra: “…”
What about principles?
What are the rules?
They had finally figured out that in Heihe Village, Xiao Jiuer was all about principles and rules...
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