The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 165 The Fox and the Tiger
The memory error was lightly exposed by Hua Wei, and Suo Ying finally didn't ask what happened to Zhong Wei in the comprehensive test.

The next day, Hua Wei locked herself in the house to build a model, and wrote all the things into parameters to simulate the effect of future development; but she had too little news, and each direction did not reach her satisfactory ending.

It wasn't until late at night that the hungry Hua Wei put on a thin coat, grabbed the keys and went out like a ghost.

The place where she lives is close to the street, and after a fork in the road is the night snack street.

There is a lot of people, lively and noisy.

"Boss, a clear noodle soup without green onions."

The owner, who was frying the rice, gave a hand when he poured the chili into it. He had set up a stall here for several years and no one had ordered noodles in clear soup. He thought he heard it wrong.

So the boss neatly packed the egg fried rice into a box and yelled loudly: "Alright girl, just sit and wait!"

Turning around, the boss went to wash the pot.

The night was a bit chilly, Hua Wei pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and was going to visit a few stalls next door.

Before she could take two steps, she met the aunt who was selling handmade ducks in Xisha Square a few days ago.

And the finished product this time is even more important than the last one——

Much weirder.

Perhaps because of this, the front of her stall was deserted, in sharp contrast to the bustle of other stall owners.

"Auntie." Hua Wei squatted down in front of the booth, pointed to a handmade fox in the corner and asked, "How much is this?"

The aunt who was sitting on the ponytail and was knitting something saw a visitor, and hurriedly put down the doll in her hand to greet her: "Not expensive little girl, 20 a piece. Buy two and it will be 30."

It's cheaper than last time.

She pointed to the animal next to the fox, "The fox and the tiger helped me pretend."

While putting things on, my aunt took a few glances at her and recognized that she was the girl who bought her ducklings a few days ago. She immediately smiled and became more enthusiastic: "You are the girl who ate oranges that day. Come on, do you still like the little duck you bought that day, if you like it, Auntie will give you another one."

Hua Wei, who was in the hospital and forgot about half a day after buying the little duck: ...

"I like it very much, so don't send it away."

Auntie's chatterbox opened within two sentences, and she began to chat with her about the reasons why she chose to make handmade animals and sell them at a stall.

"In fact, I have never learned anything professionally, but I have liked to do handicrafts since I was a child."

The aunt strengthened the tails of the little fox and the tiger, and slowly chatted with Hua Wei while working: "At that time, my family was poor, and we needed money to study for my younger brothers and sisters, so my mother let me be a teenager. Married when I was young."

"After more than ten years of marriage, I only gave birth to a daughter. My husband's family called me a hen that doesn't lay eggs, and my husband gradually revealed his bad gambling and drinking habits."

Speaking of which, she smiled bitterly.

"He would beat me and my daughter when he was drunk. At that time, the child was only two or three years old. I felt that my heart had been chopped off."

Hua Wei reached out and touched the handmade little white dog that was closer to her, and asked slowly, "Do you need help?"

Auntie's stitches froze.

Over the years, she occasionally chatted with others about her past, but many people left in a hurry after asking "why not get a divorce", and Hua Wei's reply was the first time she heard it in her life, and her eyes almost turned red .

With a sob in her throat, the aunt forced a smile: "I ran away. At that time, I was not old enough to get a marriage certificate. They thought I was trapped after giving birth to a child, but I didn't. It was a bit hard to take a child outside. , but at least they won’t be killed.”

(End of this chapter)