"You see that there are a group of restaurants specializing in reservoir fish on the other side of the reservoir, the business is very good, last time I went to eat with 3000, everyone said that they have a unique secret recipe, 3000 don't eat fish, I eat, I feel really different.
That's the specialty."
Song Ersheng nodded slightly, indeed, most of what people eat in the future is feelings and characteristics.
Miaomiao shook her head, "My dad also wants to open a restaurant, look at Huang Mao'er's bun shop, how old are they now."
But my mom said that the restaurant was too bad for the house."
That's right, too.
"Then I don't know, there's no money blown by the wind" As soon as he finished saying this, several pieces of paper and pencil flew in front of him, the large one had a face value of fifty, and the small one had five cents.
Song Ersheng and Meng Ben were fast, one grabbed several tickets, and several of them reacted slowly, but they also grabbed all the money that flew over.
Several of the children fell silent.
What's the situation, the wind is really blowing, and the money is coming "Hey, you guys, put it down, it's my money" ran over a little girl in a sixth-grade school uniform.
There are school uniforms for the fourth, fifth and sixth grades in primary school, and there are also school uniforms for the lower grades, but the old principal said that children grow up fast, and school uniforms will be worn for six years.
Meng Ben let go directly, and a fifty floated into a ditch on the side of the road The little girl was angry when she saw it, and "Meng Ben" followed a few more little girls, "Chasing after you, why is it suddenly windy, this is the class fee, what should I do if it is less?"
The little girl in the school uniform came to ask Song Ersheng for money, and the dream was mixed with Song Ersheng for a long time, and those who were affected by her rarely lost their temper, and they were all the same as Song Ersheng, and they gave the money to the little girl happily.
When the little girl had finished collecting the money, she went to the ditch and picked up the wet fifty dollars.
With an unhappy face, Song Ersheng's group of children are notoriously difficult to mess with, but I didn't expect it to be so annoying, I picked up the money and didn't say that I would return it, and threw it in the ditch "Count, count, count" A few little girls gathered around and wanted to count the money.
Song Ersheng felt that there was nothing to do with them, and there was no need to wait for a thank you, so he raised his feet and wanted to leave.
But the little girl in the school uniform shouted, "Stand there, who let you go, what if the money is less, you are not allowed to leave" Mimeng and Miaomiao both laughed angrily, "We helped pick up the money, and we also picked up the thief" Mimeng sneered, "Sure enough, the wind can't blow the money, so there is a nervous disorder" The little girl glared, "Who do you say?"
"Whoever answers, I say who" Mimeng squinted at her, "Don't think you're a character after being a cadre for a few days, you think I'm your mother, and you have to coax your dog temper" The little girls who counted the money were all shocked by the words of the dream.
It's ugly Song Ersheng and Meng Ben stood behind at the same time, there were dreams, and after Miaomiao and Fangfang, they generally didn't need to go out.
Miaomiao and Fangfang stood beside Mimeng on the left and right, looking at these little sisters with unkind eyes, wanting to fight, come on The little girl's little chest in the school uniform bulged one after another, "You guys, you are really not good things, they are all Song Ersheng's dog legs" Song Ersheng felt that he was lying down.
Mimeng snorted, "You want to make a dog's leg for my Ah Sheng, my Ah Sheng can't look down on it" Three thousand is old, Uncle Nine said, don't call the nickname of three thousand outside, so they are now, as long as there are outsiders, they are also called three thousand Ah Sheng.
Even with a sense of pride, those who can call Sanqian are all people who are really close to Sanqian "Ten dollars less," a little girl whispered.
The little girl in the school uniform suddenly found the backbone of the heart, and stretched out her hand to them in the dream, "hand it over" Kid, it's a waste of talent for you not to rob Song Ersheng and Meng Ben glanced at each other, and they both felt that this big morning was really a disaster.
"Give you a head" Mimeng replied rudely, "If you lose the money, you can find it quickly, don't delay our school, and the dog will not get in the way," although the words were rough, but her heart was not rough, she glanced around, and after making sure that no money fell, she squinted at the little girl in the school uniform, "You said that if you have less money, you will have less, if you want to blackmail, we will say that I also said that you stole my money."
Dream of the rich people who are known to everyone in the whole elementary school.
When she was in the first grade, there was a fire, and then her family donated money to the school to install heating.
There are few sports equipment in physical education class, and there is not even a football basketball, so her family sends a football, a basketball, two badminton rackets, and ten skipping ropes per class.
Not to mention tape recorders, dancing tapes and whatever, it's all a small amount of money.
So the dream said that she lost money, and no one dared to take it.
Because she can really afford to lose it "Anyway, you're so rich, what's wrong with giving us ten yuan" It was the little girl who said that she was ten yuan less, wearing a red jacket and not tall.
Song Ersheng and Mimeng both looked at her, and saw that she hid behind her classmates.
Meng Ben looked at his watch, "I'm going to be late."
"Originally, they had to go to the school in advance to see the training of those teams, but now this little time in advance is delayed here.
Song Ersheng came over and pulled up the dream, "The money we picked up is all in your hands, if it is less, we will not be able to help you."
Otherwise, you guys should look around here again, we're going to be late for school," and then took the lead to leave.
The few little girls on the other side didn't want to let Song Ersheng leave, but this was Song Ersheng, and no one had the courage to stop her.
In this way, Song Ersheng passed through these little girls and continued to walk towards school.
After walking a short distance, Miaomiao snorted, "This thing is not over" Fang Fang answered, "They said that the class fee, the sixth grade seems to prepare ribbons, will they rely on us for the lost money?"
Mimeng sneered, "This money is not lost, but it is one by one, not very old, and there are a lot of eyes, no wonder they are so short, they are all long-hearted."
"The shortest Song Ersheng is often said behind his back.
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