The medicine store that Ye Haoran entered was located in an old city, not far from the concession.
Many Kuhaha people will be nearby, making it easy to go to work.
Ye Haoran was very annoyed when he heard someone smoking in the concession. He took out a few coins and threw them on the counter before preparing to leave.
As soon as I threw the money away, I saw two books on the counter.
Ye Haoran curiously picked up a book of poems, and it was the original English version, not a translation.
"You understand?"
The little girl has fair skin and a clear appearance. The most obvious feeling is that she is sweet to the core.
"They were given to me by a missionary. He taught me and my brother English. My brother went to the United States to study. Later, when the missionary wanted to come back, he gave these two books to me."
"You want to study?"
"think."
The sugar content in the little girl's smile continued to soar: "Jinling Women's University is about to start recruiting students, and I'm going to sign up in two days."
"Ginling Women's University?"
Ye Haoran was not very familiar with this school, but he knew briefly that it was a school founded by the British and American Church. It only had six or seven subjects, and the first batch of students graduated in 1919.
Originally, foreigners wanted to change the thinking of Chinese people through education, but later they discovered that no matter what, they could not change the Chinese people who had been taught by saints such as Confucius, Laozi, and Sun Tzu for thousands of years.
After persisting for less than 10 years, the principal became a Chinese one, and later it was split into many prestigious schools.
Ye Haoran turned around and asked Xiao Abao: "Do you want to study?"
Of course little Abao didn't want to. Although she knew that studying was a good thing, she didn't want to leave Ye Haoran.
The two had just settled down, and she hadn't enjoyed it enough, so how could she be willing to go.
However, she also knew that as Ye Haoran's status increased, he would encounter all kinds of people, and as a street singer, she was somewhat embarrassed.
He hesitated for a moment.
In fact, little Abao and the girl from the drugstore are about the same age. They are both girls under twenty years old, but they have been exposed to society and appear to be more mature.
Although Ye Haoran is only twenty now, this is just an appearance...
"Sister, reading can broaden our eyes and change our lives. I know you are living a busy life now, but in this boring life, there are rich ideas flowing around us."
The little girl really enjoyed reading it and even quoted lines from the poetry collection.
It was this piece that made little Abao think a lot.
Thinking that she would not be able to help Ye Hao with anything in the future, thinking that Ye Haoran said that she had nothing to do and could not take care of anything, and had asked Er Niang to take care of the affairs of the inner house.
I thought that because Siniang was educated, she could manage a job as big as a cloth factory, while Sanniang could only sell goods.
Thinking of the examples of her aunts at home, little Abao knew that if she didn't change, she would be like them drinking tea and playing at home, or going out to spend money on new clothes and jewelry.
Thinking of this, little Abao felt a serious sense of crisis.
"I want to read, I want to go to school."
"Sister, you also sign up for Jinling Women's University, so that we can be classmates and take care of each other."
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"Sister, what's your name?"
Little Abao asked, holding the little girl's hand.
The little girl showed a sweet smile again: "Feng Shi, sister, you can call me Shi Zhen or Ah Zhen."
"Shizhen, you are so beautiful. People can't help but love you when they see you."
Little Abao praised Feng Shizhen, but glanced at Ye Haoran.
"Sister, you are called Piao, and you are very feminine."
"Just call me Abao."
The two women became more and more attracted to each other as they chatted. Ye Haoran couldn't bear it anymore and urged: "Xiao A, the opening time of the theater is coming soon. If you want to chat, you can invite Shizhen to my home."
"Hey! Sejin, do you want to go to the theater with us?"
"Really?" Just as he became happy, his expression dropped again: "No, no one will look after the store when I leave."
"It's okay to close early. I don't think your business here is very busy."
Little Bao spends time with his aunt every day in Ye Zhai.
Mom is older, or just talking about family. These facts are really not suitable for her age.
The uncertain little Abao finally met someone of the same age and with whom he could chat, so of course he felt reluctant to let her go.
"Then...Okay, Sister Abao, wait for me and I'll lock the door."
Just like that, there was another person beside Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran took a rickshaw by himself, and Xiao Abao and Feng Shizhen took one.
Zai Kuhaha ran with his legs and arrived at the theater in a short while, just in time for the opening.
"Mr. Ye, please come in."
The runner bent down and pointed, taking Ye Haoran to the front row.
There were many familiar people saying hello.
Feng Shizhen was curious about Ye Haoran, but he was so famous at such a young age. It was not a place that ordinary people could come to often, and even she had only been here once, otherwise she would not have been moved by little Abao's invitation.
Even in a place like this where big bosses gather, Ye Haoran can eat, which shows how powerful Ye Haoran is.
They are obviously the same age, why is he so outstanding?
Ye Haoran sat down, and naturally someone served tea and dry fruits. Ye Haoran grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started eating them. There are not too many small ones now, and some dried fruits are also good.
"Abao, you have to pay to eat here."
Little Abao and Feng Shizhen sat together and asked in a low voice.
Little Abao smiled and grabbed a handful of dried fruits for Feng Shizhen: "It's a gift from the boss, no money."
When he heard that he didn't want it, Feng Shizhen even grabbed two of them in his pocket, thinking of taking them back to his parents to eat.
It happened that Ye Haoran looked at him, and his teasing eyes made Feng Shizhen's face instantly brighten. He was embarrassed to continue beating him, and pretended to watch the show and eat and fuck, but the redness on his face did not dissipate immediately.
"Abao, they are so powerful."
While singing and playing tricks on the stage, Feng Shizhen was exclaiming and sighing below.
"The opera singers here are all famous actors, and they sound better than those outside."
The two of them chatted one sentence at a time.
Time passed slowly, the play ended quickly, and people left the theater in twos and threes.
Ye Haoran also took little Abao and left Feng Shizhen. He got on the rickshaw as soon as he left the garden. Little Abao was worried that Feng Shizhen would go back alone.
Ye Haoran had no choice but to accompany little Abao to see her off.
Even when he arrived at Feng Shizhen's house, little Abao was reluctant to leave.
"Shi, go play at my house tomorrow. I really can't be home by myself, so you should just accompany me."
"Okay, okay, Abao, tell me where your home is, and I will definitely go there tomorrow."
Little Abao turned around and shouted to Ye Haoran who was sitting on the rickshaw: "Haoran, it would be great if you asked someone to take care of her tomorrow. I'm not worried about her leaving alone."
"Okay, okay!" Ye Haoran shook his head: "Hurry up, I will send someone to pick her up early tomorrow morning."
After hearing Ye Haoran's answer, little Abao reluctantly said goodbye to Feng Shizhen.
Entertainment life begins at thirty.
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Chapter 449 Reading, Little Po’s new friend
