Chinese New Year is for the existence of Eastern genealogical civilization.

Whether it is ordinary things or extraordinary people, they are extremely important days.

Yi Xia walked out of the alley.

Supermarkets and goods stores, which were still quite depressed in the past, ushered in the most lively moment of the year.

People who have returned from all over the world are preparing for the reunion that will be soon.

This is also because this area is close to rural areas.

Going further to the center of the city, you can see a depressed scene.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, corn..."

The passing three wheels shouted in a tone full of local accent.

It slowly shuttled through the crowd, and occasionally stopped, and soon gathered a group of people.

Yi Xia sniffed...

The sweet potato may not be bad.

But I didn't buy it either.

I just sat at the door of the store, provided convenient wooden chairs to the neighbors, and watched all this with great interest.

This evoked some memories of Yi Xia.

Yi Xia, who had just completed a long killing, did not intend to enter the bloody battle so quickly.

It has strong destructive power than the monitoring used to be a child-like vigilance.

Now, he has integrated into this world more peacefully and comfortably.

Like the eldest son of heaven, he gradually began to get used to this kind of change of identity.

"Brother Yi!"

Just as Yi Xia took out a bottle of mint witch medicine leisurely and drank it on his own.

Behind him, a familiar voice came a while ago.

Yi Xia turned her head and saw Yi Jiao carrying a big bag of snacks.

The older woman behind her should be her mother.

Yi Xia had never been to Yi Jiao's house, but she probably still remembered the other person's breath.

What's more, ordinary things that can carry the aura of a dragon are rare on earth.

Yi's mother and Yi Xia exchanged some greetings, and then took Yi Jiao away.

It can be seen that Yijiao really wants to stay and accompany a "willed and widowed old man" Yi Xia.

She felt like she didn't see Yi Xia's relatives, friends, girlfriends, etc.

Every time I see him, I always look alone.

Maybe, this is the price of strength?

Having said that, where is his toad?

Yijiao left.

Their figures merged into the bustling crowd and soon disappeared. This is a very lyrical picture.

But Yi Xia's perception can clearly cover the entire Liucheng.

So there were no surprises or surprises.

In a sense, too powerful power can also destroy some concepts about romance.

Yi Xia stretched out a comfortable laziness as if no one was around.

Then, I felt my lower body sinking suddenly.

And the simultaneous clicking sound proved what happened.

Yi Xia was quite stunned for a rare moment, and then carried a chair to discuss compensation with the boss who was working inside.

I got used to being freely in a foreign world some time ago.

Once I return to Earth, I can't help but feel uncomfortable.

The boss was amazed at the broken chair Yi Xia was sitting on.

He looked at Yi Xia and said that Yi Xia must be a trainer.

This old wooden chair is not that easy to break down.

Most of the time, it starts with missing arms and legs...

It is a strange thing that Yi Xia is sitting on the wrong chair.

He also confiscated Yi Xia's money, but chatted with him.

"Are you going back this New Year?"

The owner of this store is in the board business.

But now, it is the end of the year that the board business depends on luck.

Most of the time, I went to the grocery store run by my sister-in-law next door to help.

He is a serious local, and he has caught up with the tail of the development and demolition benefits of the old industrial zone.

He did not make a fortune as others imagined.

I barely supported the two stores, and after working diligently, no accidents happened, and my life was prosperous.

"I've just returned, but I have to go out and buy some New Year's goods these days."

Yi Xia smiled and did not explain too much the concepts of local or foreign land to the boss.

For him, returning to the earth and stepping onto this yellow earth will mean going home.

Where to go, it’s like a thing that is entangled in the first or second floor reunion, and it really doesn’t make any sense.

"I have to buy some New Year's goods, just for these few days all year round?"

"According to the old man, there must be hope!"

The boss lit a cigarette and handed it to Yi Xia.

Yi Xia shook her head and refused, and threw him a bottle of Sanyang Decoction.

This was created by him when he was killing those evil race war beasts and the like in Oghedog.

Speaking of which, he also owed someone a batch of Sanyang Decoction.

But that's after the New Year.

Years ago, who was still fiddling with these things?

And before that, he had already discussed with the other party.

"What's this new thing?"

The boss glanced at the Sanyang Decoction that Yi Xia had thrown over.

He glanced in confusion, and it didn't look like wine.

“Bulbwhip soup.”

Yi Xia picked up the melon seeds on the counter and ate them, and then explained casually.

In short, it is also a kind of thing, and there is no essential difference in raw materials.

It's quite different to say.

The boss was stunned for a moment, and then accepted this very hard-core gift.

He has never seen anyone give this to someone.

But when you hear this, it makes people feel awe-inspiring, and you can see it as a real guy.

Such objects are always good if you can take them out and give them to others.

For example, home-cooked vegetables.

Not to mention that it is famous in all places, it is also well-known.

The two of them talked for a while and were idle.

After the boss talked about the overall trend of the current international economic situation about the many bloody things that his sister-in-law next door encountered when selling goods, and expressed a series of related opinions.

Yi Xia said goodbye to the boss.

This is also a matter of conversation...

The suburbs before the end of the year were much more lively than usual.

Even the snack stalls are all kinds of.
To be continued...