The mahjong parlor was instantly quiet!
Song Ziyu placed three wads of banknotes in front of Chen Ruhua, and then said slowly: "Aunt Chen, here is an integer of thirty thousand yuan. Although our family is a little poorer, we have always repaid kindness and debts. , the extra two thousand yuan can be considered as compensation for you."
After saying this, Song Ziyu put on his backpack again and walked out of the mahjong parlor in a smart manner.
Walking to the door, Song Ziyu turned back and said: "Aunt Chen, the accounts between our two families have been settled. Be kind to my mother when you see me in the future. As for whether you can eat the table, just do what you can. Don't force it." oh."
After saying this, Song Ziyu disappeared behind the curtain of the mahjong parlor.
Chen Ruhua looked at the money on the table, her expression changing again and again. First she was happy, and then her face looked as ugly as constipation.
The other people in the mahjong parlor shouted in fear of causing chaos in the world: "Chen Ruhua, you are also famous for being playful in Yuanta Street. I didn't expect that you were tricked by a child. Why are you still standing there, eating!"
"The table is full of hard food, and it has to be served with wine."
"Hahaha!"
The owner of the mahjong parlor also pretended to be distressed and said: "Chen Ruhua, this table belongs to me, and I don't like being teased by you like this... But in order to preserve your reputation, I can only reluctantly donate it to you."
With the owner of the mahjong parlor igniting such a fire, the atmosphere finally reached a climax. Chen Ruhua was so ashamed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground to hide from the limelight and come out again.
Song Ziyu came out of the mahjong parlor and went straight home to visit her mother. Her mother was very happy and insisted on getting up and going out to buy food and cook.
Song Ziyu was extremely distressed. Uremia had tortured her slim mother in her memory until her body was swollen and her face was haggard.
Song Ziyu took over the housework, asked his younger sister to accompany him to buy groceries, and then cooked a sumptuous dinner himself.
While eating with her mother and little sister, the dilapidated hut was filled with a warm glow, which made Song Ziyu feel at ease and satisfied.
After dinner, Song Ziyu washed the dishes, cleaned the house, took out the trash, and tidied the small house in order. Her tired mother had already fallen into a deep sleep. Anemia and illness were devouring her energy every moment.
Song Ziyu coaxed the little girl to sleep, then took out two thousand yuan and put it on the table. Finally, she carefully closed the door and left with three turns.
Song Ziyu returned to his rental house at 11:30 p.m.
The money he had just earned was spent before he could keep it warm, and Song Ziyu didn't feel any distress.
Every penny is spent where it should be spent, so I don't think there is anything wrong with it.
It's just that poverty is like a disease, making me deeply uneasy!
Don't be satisfied with the status quo!
You need to change!
You need to take risks yourself!
This gave me a vague sense of expectation for time travel.
After pondering the time, the time travel bracelet has been charged, and Song Ziyu whispers about teleportation in a low voice.
[Start transmission...data correction]!
The ethereal and mechanical voice responded, and the light in front of his eyes changed. The next second, Song Ziyu appeared in Xu Yingnan's small room holding a snakeskin bag.
There was a gentle breeze outside the window, and the moon and stars were sparse above the head. The Longshan settlement, which lacked electricity, was quiet and peaceful at this moment, as if it were a paradise.
Song Ziyu stood by the window and looked into the distance. The world under the moonlight was wrapped in a layer of gray silver, and the surrounding desolation was clearly visible.
After being dazed for a while, Song Ziyu lay back on the bed and tossed and turned until midnight before falling asleep.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when he woke up, and the temperature in the Longshan settlement was much lower than that in Han'an City. Song Ziyu went downstairs and saw Xu Yingnan squatting in the corridor eating breakfast.
"You can really sleep, you just got up now." Xu Yingnan rolled his eyes at Song Ziyu, and then slurped the contents of the bowl.
Song Ziyu looked at the long gray strips in Xu Yingnan's bowl curiously, and wanted to ask, are you eating shit?
But Song Ziyu secretly held back.
Because Song Ziyu was afraid that this woman with full strength would suddenly get violent and beat him up.
Song Ziyu considered his words and asked in a low voice: "What delicious food did you eat?"
"Noodles!" Xu Yingnan replied: "They are very precious. Do you want to eat them?"
"Uh...shall I try it?" Song Ziyu said bravely.
"If you want to eat, you have to pay extra!" Xu Yingnan responded unceremoniously.
As expected, it's Sister Jiaqian.
"Then I won't eat." Song Ziyu waved her hands quickly.
"Huh, Iron Chicken!" Xu Yingnan stopped looking at herself and focused on dealing with noodles.
Song Ziyu muttered: "Why are the noodles this color?"
The gray lumps in the bowl were unappetizing.
Xu Yingnan looked over like a fool: "The noodles are not this color, what color should they be? Are you doubting my craftsmanship?"
"Hey, hey, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll treat you to something delicious!" Seeing that the fierce girl was about to get angry, Song Ziyu quickly changed the subject, took out a bright red thing from his trouser pocket and handed it to Xu Yingnan.
"What is this? It's disgusting!" Xu Yingnan picked one up with chopsticks, carefully put it in his mouth and sucked it, and then chewed it cautiously.
suddenly!
Xu Yingnan felt like his taste buds were exploding!
The spicy and delicious feeling comes one after another, and there is also a hint of sweetness in the mouth.
Xu Yingnan immediately felt that the noodles in his bowl were no longer fragrant.
"What did you give me to eat?" Xu Yingnan's eyes lit up and he kept licking his lips.
Seeing Xu Yingnan's appearance, Song Ziyu smiled, hahahaha, no one in this world has ever eaten spicy strips!
"Here they are, eat slowly!" Song Ziyu handed a whole pack of spicy strips to Xu Yingnan, and then watched the beautiful lady licking her fingers with interest.
Song Ziyu didn’t know that the spicy strips that are criticized in the civilized world are actually made from wheat flour, beans, edible salt, vegetable oil, food additives, spices and MSG.
Put these raw materials in the apocalyptic world where Longshan settlement is located, and every one of them is a dream!
Therefore, it is no wonder that Xu Yingnan would be so rude.
Xu Yingnan put the noodle bowl at his feet, held the spicy sticks and smelled them again and again. Finally, he swallowed his saliva and put the spicy sticks away before continuing to eat noodles.
"Why don't you eat?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"How can you eat such delicious food at once? I want to save it and enjoy it slowly." Xu Yingnan looked at Song Ziyu with wide eyes and sighed: "You are indeed from a big place, but you have such delicious food." thing……"
Song Ziyu sighed secretly, wondering how this girl has grown up, she looks so pitiful.
After Xu Yingnan finished breakfast, Song Ziyu asked her to take him for a walk around the Longshan settlement to inspect the market supply and demand and the customs. When it was approaching noon, Song Ziyu snapped his fingers and said to Xu Yingnan: "Let's go to Zhao Yuan Overlord."
"What are you doing at his house?" Xu Yingnan frowned.
"Of course I went to his house for dinner!" Song Ziyu said.
"Song Ziyu, what do you think? Zhao Yuanba is not an easy person to deal with!" Xu Yingnan said with a strange expression.
Song Ziyu patted his snakeskin pocket and said with a smile: "He will be easy to deal with!"
Carrying snakeskin bags, Song Ziyu and Xu Yingnan visited Zhao Yuanba's house again.
At this time, Zhao Yuanba was discussing business with clients at home, and Song Ziyu was directly invited to the "business discussion place" by his subordinates.
