80’s Group Pet Blessing Package

Chapter 892: The bad luck



Chapter 892: The bad luck

?? Chapter 892 The Luck of This Evil Sect

??The man was full of depression, but he didn't dare to show it.

?? had to squeeze out a full smile, almost fooling Jiang Zhiying: "What your father said is not entirely true, it's just a small card, and it's not a valuable thing. Since uncle gave it to you, you can keep it."

?? said, he took out another big white rabbit, "Why don't you try this, it's very sweet."

?? Children should like to eat candy, right?

?? He thought with certainty, who knew that Jiang Zhiying would be slapped in the face again soon!

??Jiang Zhiying not only didn't ask for his candy, but also took a step back: "No, my dad said that if you eat candy, your teeth will break!"

??Man: "!!" What are you doing so obediently! Can't a child be self-indulgent?

?? He lucked out silently, and then squeezed out a smile: "Then are you hot or not, do you want to eat ice cream? Uncle will you please eat ice cream? Cream ice cream, it's delicious."

??Jiang Zhiying really looked like she wanted to eat, and looked at him with burning eyes.

??The man instantly felt a strong sense of accomplishment, and then said impatiently, "Get in the car, uncle will take you to buy ice cream."

?? Who knew that just after the voice fell, a shout came from not far away—

?? "Selling ice cream~ Selling popsicles~ Ice-cold ice cream popsicles~"

?? At this time, although the economy has not yet loosened the restrictions, it is actually not as strict as before. Although someone caught it, but on a hot day, who doesn't want to eat something cold?

??What should I do if I have a heat stroke?

??So the patrolling people usually just pass by with their eyes closed.

??Jiang Zhiying heard the shouting, and immediately asked the man with burning eyes, "Are you really going to invite me to eat ice cream?"

??Man: "..." Mad, he just wanted to kidnap a little boy, why is it so difficult!

?? As soon as he fooled the little girl to buy ice cream with him, there came an ice cream seller!

?? What kind of bad luck he is! It's just wicked!

??The man had luck again, and then fooled Jiang Zhiying: "This is not clean and delicious. Uncle will take you to buy it elsewhere."

?? As soon as he finished speaking, the ice cream seller over there was dissatisfied, and pointed at him and scolded: "Hey, what are you talking about? Lao Tzu's ice cream is all taken from regular manufacturers, how come it's not clean?"

?? Jiang Zhiying glanced at the man, then at the stiff-faced man, suddenly wanting to laugh.

??This person is unlucky, who is it bad to meet? At first, he stared at her, and now he met Li Yingying again.

?? She remembered that it was not the first time that this kid ran out to sell popsicles, and he was quite courageous. But he was also funny, he ran out and sold it early in the morning.

?? It's not that hot yet.

??Li Yingxiong saw Jiang Zhiying and walked over with a bicycle.

?? That's right, he pushed a bicycle, and tied a box to the rear seat. The box was also wrapped with a layer of quilt, tied tightly, and the popsicles were placed inside.

?? There are no conditions at this time, unlike later generations, there are many small shops, and each shop can afford that kind of big freezer.

??Now they are walking around the streets and can only use foam boxes and quilts to keep the popsicles warm, so that the popsicles inside will not melt.

?? Even so, the holding time is very limited. After a long time, the popsicles will melt, and it will not be easy to sell at that time.

?? If it’s just that kind of sugar water in bags, it’s fine, just melt it and then freeze it, it doesn’t affect the sale. The kind of popsicle with sticks in it won't work.

??Li Yingxiong glanced at Jiang Zhiying, then looked at the man vigilantly: "Are you a trafficker?"

?? Remember Li Yingying? I'm a little stuck today, so I won't add more, and try to add more tomorrow~Good night fairies~

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