The fate of writers

The next day, Jiang Ling finally remembered the sweet little story about Li Cailian and He Yangui that she had kept at the bottom of her box. She planned to send it to Zhou Zhou as the successor to the farmer's son Qingyun Road.

Although she has found a way to harvest huge amounts of influence factors, she cannot let go of the influence factors that are growing steadily.

Not even three miles out of the house, Jiang Ling's sixth sense was giving him a frantic warning.Jiang Ling rolled up the manuscript and stuffed it into his sleeves. He came to a fruit stall and squatted down to ask the price.

"Miss, you can't tell, this kind is not sweet." Xiao Ping was also surprised that Jiang Ling was finally polite to Editor Zhou, but she didn't think too much and soon became obsessed with picking fruits.

The woman buying fruit said that the fruits in her stall were all sweet, while trying to put some green or slightly blemished fruits on the scale.

"Hey, I don't want that, I don't want that." Xiao Ping anxiously wanted to reach out directly.

Under the loud voice of Xiao Ping, the woman had no choice but to put down the green fruit in her hand. Just as Xiao Ping looked at the plump fruit and nodded with satisfaction, Jiang Ling absent-mindedly picked up a fruit and handed it to the woman. This fruit was bigger than the fruit that the woman had just put down. Still young and green.

The smile on the woman's face became genuine. She took the fruit and looked between the two of them, as if to say that there was nothing she could do.She was already happy. She wanted to see that this little girl was shrewd, but the one who made the decision was this rather otherworldly lady.

Seeing the woman's proud smile, Xiao Ping was so angry that he stared at Jiang Ling and said sadly: "Miss——"

Jiang Ling came back to her senses. At this time, she was holding another small fruit in her hand and was about to hand it to the stall owner.It seems that this little fruit is indeed a little stunted, but the stall owner has stretched out his hand...

"Miss——" Xiao Ping continued to stare.

The stall owner quickly took the fruit that Jiang Ling handed her.

Jiang Ling grabbed the air twice and said with a smile: "Be patient, be patient..."

Xiao Ping sighed and said: "Remember to pick it out. You can keep it for yourself to eat. It is not good to give it to Editor Zhou."

"Oh oh oh." Jiang Ling nodded casually, thinking about what to give to Jichuan. If she chooses a hairpin buyer, he can also wear it. Oh, he can give it to his sister-in-law. The hairpin buyer has such fierce eyes and can see all directions. I heard from all directions that a lady just fell in love with a hairpin but was pissed off by the stall owner's perfunctory attitude. It's strange, and there was also the tofu buyer. The tofu slipped several times and his hands were not familiar with it.

Jiang Ling curled her lips. She was so perfunctory and didn't ask her about Jiang Ling's experience. She could tell something was wrong with just a little attention. It was not professional at all.

Complaints were complaints, but Jiang Ling didn't dare to show any strangeness at all. After buying Xiaoguo, he bought a lot of things one after another.The route also gradually shifted, heading towards the county government office.

Xiao Ping also gradually realized something was wrong: "Miss..."

"Okay, I understand. If you don't want to buy it, don't buy it." Jiang Ling blinked and confirmed Xiao Ping's guess.

Xiao Ping's hand shook, and the things he bought began to shake: "If I buy more, I really won't be able to take it back."

Jiang Ling could feel Xiao Ping's four vibratos in one sentence. Perhaps Xiao Ping really didn't have any talent as an actor.

Maybe the ambusher discovered the flaw between Jiang Ling and Xiao Ping, or maybe they thought they would find a good opportunity if they didn't take action. At this time, the fish killer closest to Jiang Ling came to chop at Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling, who was always prepared, threw all the fruits out at once, briefly blocking the assailant. Unexpectedly, the fish killer had been guarding Jiang Ling. When he slapped away the fruits with the back of his knife, he accidentally injured a passerby with his knife.

"what--"

"You're killing someone, run away."

The crowd with Shayu Lao and Jiang Ling as the center began to stir, and the streets were crowded and chaotic.As a result, the assassination turned into an assassination, and the others no longer hid and attacked Jiang Ling.