Apocalyptic Return To Famine

   Chapter 51 Bought a dress

   "Hey, you stepped on my thing." A young boy's voice sounded on the side.

  Tang Mo looked at his feet, and sure enough, his feet were stepping on a white short sleeve, and after moving his feet away, a large footprint was printed on it.

   "It's this trick again, I really treat people like fools."

   The uncle who set up the stall next to him rolled his eyes and said contemptuously.

  The boy sat behind his booth and bit his lip tightly, holding a big, panting golden retriever in his arms.

   Noticing the golden retriever Tang Mo, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

  In this era of famine, except for people like Uncle Wen who keep dogs to make their wives happy, how can ordinary people afford pets.

   Now that people can’t live anymore, who is willing to give food to pets, it’s not bad not to eat their own pets.

   In fact, at the end of Tang Dynasty, there were relatively few families with pets, but if she knew more, she knew that pets had long been the food of the family.

  Some people who really love their furry child can't say enough, so they exchange it with the pets of the people around them, which can be regarded as psychological comfort and pass the test for themselves.

   "I'm sorry, but the things you sell are dirty."

  At the end of Tang Dynasty, he took a look at the position of the clothes and understood. It was obvious that it crossed the booth and touched porcelain 100%, and anyone with long eyes could see it.

   "Since you're dirty, you have to buy it. I want half a bottle of clean water, or a quarter bottle." The boy was a little afraid to look into Tang Mo's eyes, but he insisted on finishing what he wanted to say.

   "What if I don't have water?" Tang Mo said.

   "There is no water... if you don't have water, you can go." There was no struggle on the boy's face, and he seemed relieved to hear Tang Mo say that he had no water.

   "Oh? Why only water? Don't eat?"

   Don't blame Tang Mo for being curious, now that the water filtered by the base will not die for a while, the food you eat seems to be more important.

   "I just want water, Ponyo can't drink filtered water."

  The boy held the dog in his hand, the big golden retriever's name was Ponyo.

  Ponyo seemed to sense the owner's emotional fluctuations, struggled to raise her big head, and licked the boy's palm with her wet tongue.

  At the end of Tang Dynasty, his heart softened a little. People in the last days can't believe it, but animals still retain their pure and kind nature, unconditionally trusting and loving their masters.

   "What's your name? Where is your family?"

   "I, my name is Xiaofei. My parents are gone, Ponyo is my only relative, I can't lose it anymore."

   "But your clothes don't seem worth the money, right?"

   "If you have water, you can take whatever you want from my stall, you can take everything!" Xiaofei answered neatly.

Tang Mo really squatted down after hearing this, and took the pure white short-sleeved shirt in his hand. The clothes were brand new and the tag had not been removed. It felt good to the touch. Tang Mo didn't recognize the tag. The brand written on it should not be cheap at the time.

   Xiaofei's stalls are mostly luxury goods for young people, such as sneakers, sunglasses, backpacks and watches.

   It can be seen that before the famine came, his family should be good. It is really rare for such a little rich second generation to be able to take care of a dog in his current life.

  At the end of Tang Dynasty, he looked through it and picked out a black baseball cap and a big sunglasses.

   "These should be enough for half a bottle of water."

   Then he took out the remaining half bottle of mineral water from his backpack and threw it to the boy.

  Xiaofei obviously hadn't reacted yet, and was hit by the flying bottle.

  Bo Niu turned her head and glanced at Tang Mo with dissatisfaction. Even Tang Mo, who had never raised a dog, knew what was in her eyes.

   "It really is human nature." Tang Mo looked at the golden retriever with a funny look.

   "Hey, little girl, why are you buying his junk, come back soon. Look at my booth, but it's all good stuff, you can use it!"

   Seeing that Tang Mo was really able to take out things, the uncle next to him was anxious. If he hadn't been far away, he would have wanted to drag Tang Mo to his side right away.

   Tang Mo glanced at the things on the stall next to him. Most of them were daggers and tools, which were much more practical than the things on Xiaofei's side.

   But she has already made a dagger at the alliance exchange at a high price, and this ordinary handicraft really can't get into her eyes.

   "I know you pity me."

  Young boys always have the strongest self-esteem.

   "Thank you anyway."

  Self-esteem is sometimes not that important in front of what you love.

   "equivalent transaction."

  Tang Mo raised the thing in his hand, waved his hand and left.

   After visiting all the stalls and making sure that there was nothing to attract him, Tang Mo walked to his apartment in disappointment.

   Sure enough, he was too naive to want to pick up something good or something.

   "The end of the Tang Dynasty?"

   Downstairs in the apartment, Ah Lian, who came to the task center to find a suitable task, saw Tang Mo with a pile of things in his hand.

   "Is this shopping?"

   "The clothes I didn't wash, I just exchanged the rest of the jewelry." Tang Mo put it lightly.

   "You live here?" Alian looked at the apartment building on the side.

  The rent here…

   "Well, I'm quite tired. I have nothing to do. I'll go first."

   Having come this far, it would be too fake to deny it again. The words of Ah Lian made Tang Mo inexplicably feel a little uncomfortable, so he said hello and left.

   went upstairs and found that the girl in white next door was still holding the shabby bear, squatting at his door at this time.

   "I saw you and your friends downstairs just now." The girl said rarely.

   "That's not my friend." Tang Mo opened the door. If she didn't absorb the intermediate crystal core quickly, she always felt that there was still some unfinished task today.

   "Listen to him, your name is Tang Mo. My name is Xiao Mo, Jasmine's Mo, which Mo are you?"

   "The end of the last days."

  Compared to the fresh and elegant girl's name, Tang Mo felt that his name was too unliterary.

   "Can I go to your house to sit?" the girl continued.

   Tang Mo just opened the door and was stunned for a moment.

   This little Mo is not like a child with autism as her mother said.

   "Come in." Tang Mo opened the door to let the girl in.

   She can feel that the girl's attribute value is not strong, and there is an indescribable feeling on her body, as if there is something very similar to herself, but there is no germination.

   Entered the room, Xiao Mo sat on the chair politely, and put the teddy bear on her lap obediently.

   "How old are you this year?" Tang Mo casually found a topic.

"Twelve years old."

   "You don't look like you are twelve years old." Tang Mo thought that Xiao Mo must be at least fourteen years old, and her stature has grown, with slender and slender legs exposed under the white nightdress.

   "Uncle also said that I don't look like twelve years old. He promised my mother that he would stay with me when I was fifteen years old."

   Xiaomo's tone was very flat when she said this. At the end of Tang Dynasty, she wasn't sure whether the girl understood the deeper meaning of the words.

   (end of this chapter)