"Okay!" Feng Jiu responded with a smile, and asked her to lead the way to the night market on West Street.
Feng Jiu walked leisurely, looking at the two obedient and obedient sons around him, there was a soft and doting look in his eyes, and a smile on his lips opened, and said to the two of them: "If you see anything you like, please say, mother. I bought it for you."
Hearing this, the two raised their heads to look at her and responded with a smile: "Okay, thank you mother." In fact, they are also rich, and there are many treasures in their space, not to mention money. said.
After all, the two are boys, and they are not very interested in some gadgets. They just walked on the street holding their mother's hand, looking at this lively night market.
When they came to the night district of West Street, a few people found a stall on the side of the road to sit down and ate some food.
At the same time, Yue'er came to West Street alone. She walked around all the way. She heard that the night market on West Street was the busiest, so she came over.
"Bozai cake? Is this a pastry?" Yueer curiously stopped in front of a small stall, looking up at the transparent thing inserted on the side and the three words hanging in front of the small stall.
"This is a delicious cake, little sister, do you want to buy one and try it?" A young man selling bozai cakes at the stall, saw Yue'er standing in front and looking up curiously, he took it out again One was poured out and handed it to Yue'er with a bamboo stick inserted.
Yue'er took it and took a bite. She felt that the soft flicks were very delicious, and her eyes lit up, and she took out the money and handed it to him: "I want ten more to take away."
"Hao Le!" The young man smiled, swiftly installed ten for her, and found money for her, while saying, "I like to come again."
Yue'er responded with a smile, and after receiving the things, she went to the space, and then walked to the next food stall, eating the bowl cake in her hand, while looking at the things on the other stall: "Is this sugar? Load me half a catty."
While she was talking, she took out the money and handed it out. She walked through several stalls in succession, eating as she walked, and her stomach was full. She walked to the side and stopped, feeling her stomach and belching.
"It's so full, I can't eat anymore, but what should I do if I still want to eat?" She muttered, looked around, and walked towards the street ahead. When she saw a place where the sugar man was pinched, her eyes Yiliang, ran over and shouted: "I want a sugar man! Pin one like me."
Mu Chen, who was eating at the stall, stopped, and suddenly looked up, as if looking for something.
"What's the matter?" Feng Jiu asked, and looked around.The streets are crowded with people coming and going, and there is a lot of excitement. The yelling and the voices of the people talking on the street overlap each other, which can almost be said to be very messy.
"I seem to hear my sister's voice." Mu Chen said, and he didn't know whether it was the telepathy of the twins or something, but he always felt that his sister was around here.
Hearing this, Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows and didn't speak, but instead released his spiritual consciousness and swept around.The search for divine consciousness is naturally not comparable to the naked eye. Divine consciousness passes by one by one, even if it is on the street with so many people, there will be no omissions.
"Is really here?" Feng Jiu laughed at the same time as he was surprised, and stood up together, his eyes locked on the tiny figure about fifty meters in front, and the smile on his face bloomed.