Sheng Qian's obstruction made the middle-aged man's face turn cold. "I don't have time to look at your things right now. Please ask this young comrade to leave."
The last sentence was said to the person next to him.
Sheng Qian frowned as she saw the other party trying to drive her away.
"Baifeng, why have you been out for so long? Is something wrong?" A slightly aged voice came from outside.
Sheng Qian looked up.
Unexpectedly, it was the same old lady who had asked him questions at the stall earlier.
Ju Baifeng quickly stepped forward, his attitude softening instantly. "Auntie, why did you come out? I'll take care of things here right away. Please go back and sit down."
The old lady waved her hand and walked towards Sheng Qian: "Young comrade, we meet again."
Ju Baifeng was taken aback: "Aunt, do you know her?"
"We just met," the old lady said, her gaze involuntarily falling on Sheng Qian's face, as if she were seeing someone through that face.
Sheng Qian had doubts, but she didn't ask.
Sheng Qian nodded to the old lady, "Grandma."
"What are you here to fight, young comrade?" the old lady asked.
“I made some parts, but the boss refused to do it,” Sheng Qian said.
The old lady looked away from Sheng Qian's face and said to Ju Baifeng, "Baifeng, take the young comrade in and find out what he wants to fight. If it's okay to fight, then let him fight. It's not easy for the young comrade to come all this way."
Ju Baifeng respected this aunt very much, and nodded without saying a word, "Young comrade, come in."
Then Sheng Qian was invited to a tea room for guests. The old lady also came in, but she didn't say anything and just sat to the side waiting for Ju Baifeng to entertain Sheng Qian.
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