The sugar seller called him the sugar seller at Kongde. Kongde felt a little embarrassed. He was worried that the sugar seller would let him buy the sugar seller. Kongde was buried all over, but the only wallet was the cleanest.

Kong De lowered his head and grinded his scissors, not daring to look up at the candy seller, and the sweat on his face also came out.

"The sugar seller is here! Monk Sun Wukong... There are everything... "The sugar seller is still looking at Kong De and shouted. He had never seen Kong De before. Somehow, he wanted to shout at Kong De.

The sugar seller may see that Kong De is more honest or can suppress him completely, but Kong De will not hurt him. From the feeling, the sugar seller thinks that the person sitting on the steps to grind the scissors is good.

The candy seller shouted for a while, and saw that the scissor grinding only glanced at him, and kept lowering his head to grind his scissors.

Because he was a distance away, the sugar seller did not see that Kong De had no desire to look at him. The sugar seller thought Kong De was good at first, but now he felt that the worn-out scissors looked down on him.

Now the sugar seller is a little hostile to the scissor grinding. He looked at the scissor grinding and felt that his scissor grinding was very upset!

The sugar seller became more and more upset as he looked at it, and shouted, "Oh! That scissor! A little movement! It's not annoying, isn't it?" He shouted and pointed at Kong De.

Kong De was grinding his scissors with a 'crack!' and suddenly heard the candy seller calling him, and he stopped grinding the scissors. He didn't dare to look up, and he lowered his head and thought: "The sound of my scissors is not too loud. How can he clamor against him?"

Comte thought: "Is it the sound of sharpening scissors that stab people in the ears?"

I thought Biconde tried it and grind the scissors twice, but it didn’t feel very harsh?

Kong De felt that the sound of grinding scissors was not very harsh, and he felt that he polished the scissors twice. "Crack!" Kong De felt that nothing was wrong? Kong De felt nothing was wrong, so he secretly glanced at the candy seller, and saw that the candy seller was staring at him with his eyes.

When Kong De saw this, he immediately put his eyes back and thought to himself: "Did I offend him?"

Kong De lowered his head and thought, "How could he offend the candy seller?"

Kong De hadn't thought of it, but he had offended the candy seller? He looked up at the candy seller, with questions all over his eyes. The candy seller was still staring at Kong De.

The candy seller stared at Kong De with his eyes and kept staring at Kong De. Suddenly, he saw Kong De look up at him, and the candy seller stared at him. Somehow he didn't dare to look at Kong De anymore. He immediately lowered his head and looked at the candy seller on his cabinet, and his eyes were rotating left and right.

Kong De suddenly looked up at the candy seller, and scared the candy seller. The candy seller looked at the candy seller halfway up, slowed down, and secretly glanced at Conde with courage. He saw that the scissor grinding was still looking at him?

The candy seller saw that the scissors were still looking at him, and looked at him twice, lowered his head and looked at the candy seller halfway up the cabinet.

Kong De was full of doubts, why did the candy seller shout and stare at him, and then he didn't dare to look at him when he saw him looking at him?

Kong De sat on the steps and thought, "Is it possible that the candy seller who provoked himself first, but suddenly saw him looking at him, and he was timid?"

Kong De was basically right in his thoughts. The candy seller was indeed very provoking him. Suddenly, he saw the scissors looking at him. He was guilty and afraid of Kong De.

"Grind the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife." "Grind the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife." ······

As soon as I walked around the streets, I was carrying benches and guys' sharpening knives and scissors, and shouted toward Comte and the sugar seller.

"Grind the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife." He walked to the doctor's clinic and saw a person sitting on the steps, as if he was grinding the scissors. He placed the bench in front of the doctor's clinic, slowly looked at Kong De, took two steps towards him, and asked, "Sir, are you grinding the scissors?"

He sharpened the knife and scissors and glanced at the scissors in the man's hand and the steps of the scissors, and said, "Can your scissors be fine?"

Kong De saw the sharpening scissors, and after seeing it, he knew that he wanted to find himself to sharpen scissors.

Kong De grinded the scissors twice. He was grinding the scissors for the scientists' clinic, not for himself. He was not afraid of grinding the scissors for him. Because he was grinding the scissors for the scientists' clinic, if he spent money to grind the scissors, it would be the cost of the scientists' clinic.

Kong De polished the scissors twice, looked up at the sharpener who sharpened the scissors. The one who sharpened the scissors was a big man. The big head did not mean that he had a big head, but that his head looked bigger than normal people. Kong De said: "I didn't grind these scissors, but that the doctor in the scientist clinic asked me to grind them." Kong De said and pointed to the scientist clinic.

The sharpener looked at the scissors and said, "I have to make too much money to sharpen those scissors. It takes too much rust and it costs whetstone." After that, the sharpener said, "The scissors are like that. They can't grind them quickly on the steps. The steps are chiseled out. Although they are square, the surface is uneven and it is easy to make the scissors blunt."

The scissor grinder looked at it and said, "You go in and tell the doctor of the clinic and ask him to pay me to grind it. If you grind it like this, good scissors will be scrapped."

After hearing this, Kong De looked at the scissor grinding the scissors. He was a little embarrassed. The doctor asked him to polish the scissors, but he did not ask the scissors that were specially polished. The scissor grinding asked him to go in and tell the doctor, but Kong De couldn't tell the doctor.

Kong De thought, "The doctor only said that he asked me to grind the scissors, but he didn't say anything to anyone else. If you asked me to talk, I can't say it." After Kong De finished speaking, he lowered his head and thought about it, and continued to grind the scissors.

After hearing this, the scissors were sharpened and thought to himself. The doctor didn't ask him to find someone else, so he couldn't tell the doctor. After thinking about it, the scissors said that I'd better do it myself.

The scissors stretched out and faced the clinic, shouting: "Sharpen the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife. Grab the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife... Grab the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife... Grab the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife... Grab the scissors... Grab the kitchen knife... "

The scissors were standing at the entrance of the clinic and kept shouting.

Kong De was sitting there grinding scissors, but his head kept thinking, would the doctor come out and spend money to find this person to polish scissors?

Doctor Guan had no patient to see him at this time. He could see the scissors shouting in front of the clinic, and he also saw the scissors looking at him.

Doctor Guan also saw the scissor grinding at first, as if talking to Kong De. He now thought to himself: "That scissor belongs to the shopkeeper, what's the use of shouting at me?"

Doctor Guan stood at the counter, looking at the scissor-grinding scissors, and the scissor-grinding scissors were also looking at him. The scissor-grinding scissors looked at Doctor Guan and shouted, "Grinding scissors! Grab the kitchen knife."

The scissors stood in front of the clinic and shouted for a while, but no doctor came out in the clinic. He looked at Conde and thought to himself, "Why don't you come out?"

The scissors were very puzzled. I thought to myself, "A pair of scissors is like that, why don't you spend money to grind them?"

Unwilling to grind the scissors, he looked at the doctor who had been looking at him, and shouted to the doctor: "Grind the scissors! Grab the kitchen knife."
Chapter completed!