The Magic Eye Little

The elderly man was over sixty years old, his hair was gray, but he was in good spirits. His stall was set up next to his son's store, not taking up anyone else's space. He had a small table with copper coins and antique jewelry on it. The old man sat behind the table, chatting with people when they came by. When there were no customers, he would occasionally take out his long pipe and take a few puffs. Basically, there weren't many chances to chat, and most of the time he was alone in silence.,"Oh, oh, how can this be You're buying something that someone else is forcing on you. Is this really right" Li Daniu grumbled and complained, but he smoothly slipped the "pack of cigarettes money" into his pocket.,Please note that I cannot translate the content within HTML tags. I can only translate the text between the tags.。