Ying Xiangbei drove Zhang Daya away from Little Liu Village.
Coming out so late at night, Ying Xiangbei was preparing to go to the ghost market that met at the city gate every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
The ghost market started at 1:00 am and lasted until 4:00 am.
There was food, pork, guns, ammunition, antiques, calligraphy, and paintings.
In the past few years, Ying Xiangbei would go to Taobao whenever he had nothing to do.
There were many large yellow croakers and small yellow croakers in the space.
There were also a few paintings and bottles that Ying Xiangbei thought were antiques.
This was the first time she had mentioned this at Liu Dashan's house.
He did not expect Liu Dashan to give him a box this time. There were five or six pieces inside.
Although Ying Xiangbei didn't know much about antiques.
But for some reason, Ying Xiangbei felt that everything Liu Dashan gave him was real.
According to Zhang Zhaodi, it would take at least two to three months, and at most three to four months.
Liu Dashan would be gone for more than ten days. He sneaked back. He brought a lot of things.
There was a basement behind the house, but Zhang Zhaodi had never been there.
Every time she came back, she had a special smell on her.
Before this, Ying Xiangbei did not pay much attention to these things.
Borrowing seeds. He had to have a borrowed attitude.
If he got too involved in their family's matters, it would easily lead to trouble.
However, things were different now. After all, the two families were relatives.
He should more or less understand a little. He just had to put in more effort in this matter in the future.
Zhang Daya sat in the car. From time to time, she would secretly look at Ying Xiangbei.
She kept thinking about Zhang Zhaodi's words.
Suddenly, Ying Xiangbei pushed Zhang Daya, giving her a fright. He said,
Xiangbei, what's wrong?"
Ying Xiangbei said,
"I'm talking to you."
"What are you thinking about?"
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
Zhang Daya wanted to hide her head in her coat and whispered,
"I was wondering what you were going to do when we returned so late at night.”
After saying that, Zhang Daya felt that she had lied more in the past two days than in all these years.
Ying Xiangbei said,
"I'll show you what a ghost market is later.”
"I'll give you a hat and scarf later.”
"Cover yourself tightly. I'll take you to the ghost market.”
"Remember, don't ever leave me."
"Let me see if there's anything good in the ghost market today.”
Zhang Daya said,"
"North."
"What do you mean by ghost?"
"What you said is so scary. Is it about ghosts?”
Ying Xiangbei laughed as he drove. He patted Zhang Daya's head and said,"
"Mother-in-law, why are you so naive?”
The hand that had reached out to rub her head did not return.
Instead, he pinched Zhang Daya's ears along her hair.
He kept touching it with his fingers.
Zhang Daya felt like a bolt of lightning had struck her head.
After a few seconds, she suddenly reacted and leaned against the car door, avoiding Ying Xiangbei's hand.
Ying Xiangbei smiled and said,
"Aiya, mother-in-law, I'm sorry.”
"I thought you were Xiao Nan."
Zhang Daya didn't know if Ying Xiangbei was telling the truth.
But it was true that Xiang Bei liked to rub his head and ears when he carried Xiao Nan.
They were panicking. Ying Xiangbei said,
"The ghost market is a group of people who trade things that can't be seen in public.”
"There is a certain degree of danger, but the probability of danger happening is not that high.”
"There are antiques, paintings, grains, pork, and beef in the ghost market.”
"Sometimes, there are even whole pigs for sale.”
"Why don't we lack meat?"
"A big part of the reason is that I go to the ghost market to sell meat to my family.”
"But this kind of thing can't be known to the public.”
"Otherwise, you'll be arrested.”
"Also, tonight is your first time going there. Don't run around and follow me closely.”
"Otherwise, it's not easy to find someone with a big scarf and a hat.”
"There are bad people in the ghost market. If they kidnap you and sell you, I won't be able to see you anymore.”
At this moment, Zhang Daya couldn't think of anything else.
Only bad people would abduct people.
She wanted to follow Xiang Bei closely.
He had to drag Xiang Bei along. Otherwise, if someone really sold him out, it would be terrible.
The two of them drove to a place not far from the city gate.
Ying Xiangbei took a cloth bag and fiddled with it in the back of the car.
After disguising herself with Zhang Daya, she carried the cloth bag and brought Zhang Daya to the ghost market.
Zhang Daya was already in the zone. She tightly tugged at Ying Xiangbei's clothes.
Ying Xiangbei smiled and said,
"Don't be nervous now."
"I'll pull you along when we enter the ghost market."
"Don't worry, I promise I won't let you lose it.”
As she spoke, she held Zhang Daya's little hand.
Although Zhang Daya was a little conflicted about whether it was reasonable for her son-in-law to hold her mother-in-law's hand.
However, in order not to lose her, she gritted her teeth and accepted it even if she had to hug her waist, let alone hold her hand.
Ying Xiangbei did not know what Zhang Daya was thinking.
If only he knew. He promised that he would reach out and hug his beautiful mother-in-law's waist.
Unfortunately, Ying Xiangbei didn't know how to read minds.
She pulled Zhang Daya into the ghost market. Ying Xiangbei started to wander around the ghost market.
There were very few people selling meat today. However, they sold a lot of other random things.
They passed by a place that sold guns.
Two shell guns with their magazines removed were placed on the stall.
Ying Xiangbei took a glance at her and left with Zhang Daya.
There was a police station in Xinfadi Market.
There were three 54 pistols and 69 pistols inside.
There was even a Type 69 semi-automatic rifle.
Ying Xiangbei had played the game in the new place several times.
He didn't dare to say that he was a sharpshooter.
However, shooting with a pistol within 50 meters.
Basically, the bullets could hit a paper box that was half a meter square. This was enough.
They arrived at the center of the ghost market.
Ying Xiangbei walked towards a person sitting on a wooden box.
This was a ticket scalper.
Ying Xiangbei walked forward and said,
"Brother."
"Cloth tickets, do you have cotton tickets?"
The man nodded and said,
"Do you want to exchange it with tickets or money?"
Ying Xiangbei said,
"Use money to exchange for 50 meters of cloth tickets and 20 catties of cotton tickets.”
After exchanging the tickets, the man looked at Ying Xiangbei and said,"
"Brother."
"What good stuff are you carrying this time?"
Ying Xiangbei said,
"I'm sorry, the things in this pocket are all prepared to be exchanged for some small toys.”
The man thought for a moment and said,
"Brother."
"If you really like those little things.”
"My big brother has some good things in his hands.”
"If you have any ideas, you can go and take a look.”
Ying Xiangbei thought for a moment and said,
"I can go and take a look, but I don't have time today.”
"If it's possible, I'll come over next Monday.”
"We'll see. What good stuff does your big brother have?”
"But I might bring an expert over.”
"You have to be mentally prepared."
The man nodded and said,
"In our line of work, we must first keep our word.”
"Otherwise, if such a large ghost market had a bad reputation, there wouldn't be these people.”
Ying Xiangbei nodded and said,
"In that case,"
"I'll let you rest assured too. As I spoke, I handed the bag to the man.”
The man opened it.
Ying Xiangbei said,
"10 catties of sausages is sincere enough, right?"
The man nodded and said,
"Pay attention to brothers."
"I'll be waiting for you at this position next Monday.”
"If you have any supplies, we will buy them at a high price.”
Ying Xiangbei smiled and said,
"Alright, alright!"
"I do have a lot of channels. See you next Monday.”
As she spoke, she pulled Zhang Daya's hand and was about to leave.
The man said,"
"Brother, wait a moment. It's impolite not to reciprocate.”
"I also have a little toy here that should send a sister-in-law.”
Zhang Daya wanted to speak, but Ying Xiangbei squeezed her hand.
Zhang Daya didn't say anything.
Ying Xiangbei thanked him, took a small cloth bag, and left.
After walking around for a while, he bought a few bottles that looked like old items.
He even bumped into a cotton seller by accident. He bought 23 catties of cotton.
They left the ghost market with many bags.
Zhang Daya heaved a sigh of relief and patted her chest."
"North."
"That place is so scary."
"There are also people selling guns."
Ying Xiangbei said,
"What is this?"
"A few years ago, he even dared to sell mortars.”
Ying Xiangbei drove back to the courtyard house and parked the car beside the firewood pile.
Ying Xiangbei opened the back door, and Zhang Daya was about to get the cotton.
Ying Xiangbei suddenly pushed Zhang Daya into the backseat. closed the door
Zhang Daya was frightened. Just as she was about to make a sound, her mouth was covered again.
Ying Xiangbei said,
"Don't make a sound. Get down quickly. Someone's coming.”
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