Chapter 90 No Selling Kids! No Selling Kids!

The gang that abducted him was busted by the Hongfeng Town police station. Although the case took a while to complete, more than a month, it was closed exceptionally well.

Meng Zhengcheng and Pei Anting were summoned by the Provincial Public Security Department and specially commended. The Qiao family, as informants, also received a reward of two hundred yuan.

With the conclusion of this incident, the matter of Fu Yu being adopted by Qiao Changdong was brought to the forefront for discussion.

After what happened with Chen Yulian, Grandma Qiao and the rest of the Qiao family had no objections.

However, the adoption procedures are a bit complicated and can only be completed after Qiao Changdong returns.

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In December, the weather turned completely cold.

Especially early in the morning, the cold wind is absolutely biting.

Early in the morning, Qiao Qiao followed Qiao Changdong to the flower market in Baoyi City, which specializes in selling flowers and plants.

As soon as the father and daughter entered the flower market, they were met with countless stares.

There's no other reason.

The father and daughter's appearance is truly unconventional.

Qiao Changdong carried a bamboo basket on his back and wore a military overcoat that reached his calves.

Unlike others who wore their belts loosely, he tied his with a knot around his waist.

Just like a kangaroo mother carrying her baby, he tucked his precious little girl into his chest, with only her fluffy little head peeking out from under his military coat to get some fresh air.

Qiao Changdong was constantly busy, with a baby in his arms and his hands also working tirelessly.

He held a bag of meat buns in one hand and Qiao Qiao's thermos in the other.

As he walked, he would occasionally take a bite of the large meat bun on his right, then feed the little one in his arms a bite, afraid she might choke. While feeding her a bite of the bun, he would also give her a sip of soy milk from a thermos.

The father and daughter strolled around the flower market, eating steamed buns for breakfast and looking around with their heads propped up.

Qiao Changdong had never sold flowers and plants before, so he didn't know what the market price was like.

The news he heard in the newspapers and on the radio was always so outrageous that it seemed unreal to him.

So even though he had a pot of clivia on his back, he didn't rush to put it out for sale. Instead, he planned to observe how others bought and sold it.

Perhaps it was because the father and daughter's appearance was so eye-catching that wherever they went, people would cast curious, puzzled, or surprised glances their way.

Of course, judging from the father and daughter's attire, no one mistook them for people buying flowers and plants; they were just idlers who had wandered into the market by mistake and were there to watch the excitement.

Especially since Qiao Changdong was carrying a bamboo basket on his back, which at first glance only contained weeds, further confirmed their conjecture.

So when it came to doing business, no one regarded them as competitors.

In this way, the father and daughter were able to explore most of the flower market and obtain some basic information.

This is a flower market; it sells and buys plants and flowers.

Other flowers and plants are priced at normal levels, but the price of clivia is outrageously high.

As they passed a middle-aged man's stall, they witnessed him complete a transaction worth two thousand yuan. The father and daughter were so shocked that they stared wide-eyed, like country bumpkins who had just left their village.

"My goodness, are these people stupid? They can actually sell a pot of grass for so much money?"

Qiao Changdong, carrying the baby, found a sheltered corner, took down the basket on his back, and pulled out a small stool from it. As he sat down with Qiao Qiao, he sighed.

Qiao Qiao was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

The news she heard on the radio felt somewhat like gibberish, and she never truly believed it.

Until just now, she watched with her own eyes as that uncle sold a clivia plant that she thought was not even a tenth as beautiful as the ones she had grown for a high price of two thousand yuan. The buyer even took out a large sum of money on the spot to make the transaction. She felt like she was dreaming!

After Qiao Changdong sat down with the baby in his arms, he didn't rush to take out the clivia. Instead, he and Qiao Qiao ate their breakfast in that position, silently processing the shock of what they had just witnessed.

Qiao Qiao asked, "Dad, how much will we sell it for? Our clivia is much prettier than that uncle's."

Qiao Changdong replied, "Dad doesn't know either, it's driving me crazy! Should we sell it for two thousand? But Dad thinks that would be like a big scam!"

"Don't wait until the deal is done, and then the person realizes what's happening and calls the police to have us arrested and thrown in jail!"

“Sweetie, how about we sell it for two hundred? That way, even if we get caught, the amount won’t be much, and we won’t have to go to jail,” Qiao Changdong said finally.

Qiao Qiao: "..."

Have they reached the point where they're going to jail?

Still being young, Qiao Qiao was genuinely intimidated by Qiao Changdong's words.

The father and daughter, in this posture, were eating large steamed buns while whispering incessantly, sounding extremely guilty.

The father and daughter's bizarre appearance once again attracted the attention of many customers. However, compared to the flowers and plants they placed in a basket covered with a few clumps of weeds, which were of unknown origin, the customers were more interested in the food.

The customers were clearly more interested in the father and daughter's outfits.

After looking at it a few more times, you'll start to smile.

I don't know what they're laughing at.

The father and daughter were both baffled by the laughter.

Qiao Qiao looked up and asked the man above her, "Dad, are they laughing at us?"

"I don't know, the people in this city are really strange." Qiao Changdong looked down at the baby in his arms.

The father and daughter both had the same look of bewilderment and confusion in their eyes.

This strange scene was broken when a thin, old man walked by.

The old man was dressed smartly in a Zhongshan suit. It was impossible to guess his exact age, but he could be estimated to be between fifty and sixty years old.

The old man's hair and beard were all white, making him look like he was around sixty years old.

But he was in excellent spirits, especially his eyes, which had a sharpness and shrewdness that didn't belong to an old man, making him look like he was fifty years old.

The thin, elderly man walked up to the father and daughter's stall with his hands behind his back. He glanced at their strange attire before asking, "What do you sell?"

His gaze swept over Qiao Qiao's pretty face, then he frowned and looked at Qiao Changdong with a sharp look: "You kid, you wouldn't happen to be selling your child, would you?!"

As he spoke, he shook his head, his face full of disapproval, and lectured Qiao Changdong: "You can't do this, kid. This is a society ruled by law. You can't sell your children. You'd better go back right now! Otherwise, I'll call the police and have you thrown in jail!"

"..." Qiao Changdong's lips twitched.

In what way does he resemble someone selling their child?!