Chapter 295

"Ever heard of Poor Man Set?"

"I think the people in this big market are poor enough. Is there a market for the poor?"

Accidentally, Yu Xiaowan uttered her inner thoughts.

Lu Mu smiled helplessly, this is really a little girl who doesn't understand anything, and she doesn't know how Yu Jia grew up.

But no matter what, it's true that this girl has never suffered.

"The Poor People's Market is not a special market, but refers to the last day of the big market. In the past, when life was difficult, people did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. Those who have passed this year, those who have money bought the new year’s goods early, and those who have no money can only watch and watch, and they will see the end of the year, which is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. If you don’t buy it, tomorrow will be a holiday. There is no way, I can only buy more or less, and the 29th of the twelfth lunar month is the last episode, and those vendors who can’t hold the goods have to deal with it. After all, there will be no episodes until at least after the tenth day of the new year. In this way, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month has become a collection for the poor, which is described as a collection for the poor who cannot buy new year’s goods early. Although people’s lives are better now, some practices have not changed.”

"You mean those who just watch will wait until the 29th of the twelfth lunar month to buy? After all, this pair is only sold for a few days in the first year, and after the new year, they will have to wait for the next year."

Yu Xiaowan asked him with her little head raised, her big eyes sparkling.

Lu Mu looked at her small red mouth, and his Adam's apple slipped.

He noticed it when he went out, his little girl loves beauty, and she put on lipstick again today.

At this moment, she was looking at him with pouty eyes, those big eyes were full of his shadow, which gave him the illusion that he was all of her.

Seeing the little girl raised her eyebrows in confusion, Lu Mu came back to his senses.

"Not all of them. After all, it's still early when the pair is posted. They will wait for the right time to buy it. Sometimes it will be cheaper to buy things like pairs later. If you lose a pair, you have to wait until the second year, but sometimes it becomes tighter at the end of the year.”

"Then don't worry about it. At that time, my price will be lower, and we will sell more with small profits."

Yu Xiaowan had already made plans, and didn't want to go shopping any more, so she dragged Lu Mu to buy red paper and ink for writing pairs.

The ink and pen were put in the bag and hung on the handlebar. Yu Xiaowan held the paper in one hand and supported Lu Mu's waist with the other arm and sat on the back shelf of the car. She yelled, "Okay, let's go."

Lu Mu raised the corners of his lips slightly, exerted force with his feet, and kicked up the car easily.

"Lu Mu, let's not tell your mother about the pairing."

On the back shelf, the little girl suddenly spoke in a low voice.

"Ah."

Lu Mu responded.

In fact, she didn't need to mention him and he didn't plan to tell his mother, otherwise...

Thinking of his mother, Lu Mu sighed softly.

The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month was bitingly cold, and my face shrank into the scarf again, feeling the warmth from the scarf.

Suddenly his waist tightened, and the little hands that were holding his waist just now turned into a hugging posture, and the strength on his arms tightened his coat.

It seems that the wind is not so cold.

After entering the house, Yu Xiaowan took the things she bought and went into the west wing room. When she turned her head and saw the cosmetics on the window sill, she couldn't help frowning.

(End of this chapter)

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