Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 329, lack of food

Come out of the cloth shop.

Feng Qingluo was holding a bundle of gray coarse cloth in her hands, and she was happily saying, "Qin Zhi, if we wear clothes of the same color, will people say that we are wearing couple clothes?"

Qin Zhi knew the meaning of the word "couple", and his eyes lit up immediately, "Luoluo, we will all buy this color in the future."

"why?"

Although the cloth in the cloth shop is all gray, there are still differences in color.

Well, the dyeing technology is immature these days, basically one batch of one color, they can't achieve zero color difference.

"In this way, no matter how we change, it will be like wearing couple clothes when we go out."

Feng Qingluo was stunned for two seconds, and then remembered that the clothes of the people here are also of a single style, and they are basically the same. If the colors are all the same, uh...she couldn't help giving Qin Zhi a thumbs up, and at the same time She silently thought in her heart that this time she would do something different for Qin Zhi.

Her husband is so handsome, how can he dress like everyone else!

"Smelly thief, stop me! If you catch me, I won't break your leg!" Following a commotion, a child as thin as a monkey rushed straight at the two of them, with a dirty face Feng Qingluo probably will never forget the fear written all over her in this life.

The child ran too fast, and when he realized there was someone in front of him, he couldn't stop. He bumped into Feng Qingluo's body, but Qin Zhi caught him and lifted him up.

After a while, the chaser had already arrived, raising his hand cursingly to hit the child in Qin Zhi's hand.

The child closed his eyes in horror and shook his head wildly.

"Hurry up! Let go of me!"

As a result, the raised big hand didn't land on him as expected, because Qin Zhi moved the hand holding the child, and the chasing man swung his fist empty.

"Smelly thief, you still dare to hide! Let's see if I don't beat you to death!" The man stood firm and raised his hand again, but this time Feng Qingluo stopped him.

"stop!"

The man raised his hand, doubts flashing across his face.

"Wow! It turns out that the two of you didn't help me catch the thief, you and this kid are in the same group!"

Feng Qingluo frowned and asked, "What did this kid steal from you?"

It wasn't the Holy Mother of Feng Qing Luo, it was the thief who was so thin that it was impressive, I couldn't help but take a second look, and couldn't help but want to take care of him after seeing it.

The man yelled confidently: "He stole my steamed bun!"

"You chased him so far just for a steamed bun?" Feng Qing's hair was blackened. When did steamed buns become so valuable... Well, she almost forgot that this was a time of famine, and there was a flood not long ago.

"I only have such a steamed bun in total. If I eat it, I will be hungry for a whole day. If he steals it from me, I will be hungry for a whole day!" The man said angrily.

Feng Qingluo saw the man's bulging chest with keen eyes, and the exposed corner seemed to be a gray-faced steamed bun. She thought she had been cheated, so she pointed at his stomach and said, "You lied, don't you still have one?"

The man looked down, and quickly stuffed the steamed buns inside, with a look of lingering fear.

"Fortunately, I didn't drop it, I'm scared to death! If this steamed bun is lost, I'll have nothing to do with you, a thief!" The man took out the steamed bun like a baby, looked at it, and carefully put it into his arms, watching Feng Qingluo and Qin To a face of black lines.

If they read correctly, the steamed buns are covered with a layer of mud, right?

However, seeing him like this, I couldn't help but feel sad for him. This is the helplessness of the people living in the nearby area, and every family is short of food.

(End of this chapter)