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Chapter 23 Broken people are not frivolous and useless to young people 3

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    I opened my eyes wide and locked the money in the tattered bowl.  Just grab a little, and my crimes should be less.

    When I approached, the old grandpa's eyelids that were frozen stiff opened suddenly, which shocked me. I regretted it at that time and wanted to back away, but think about it carefully!

    I repent in my heart: Grandpa, I'm sorry!  When I have had enough fun, when I get home, I will definitely ask Mr. Hun to send you money.  In the future, you don't have to beg here, you won't be cold and hungry!

    Please forgive me!  sorry!  !  !

    My heart follows the footsteps, thump, thump, thump, beating fast and heavy.  The old man's wrinkled face and those pitiful eyes were deeply reflected in my mind and hit my heart. He naively thought that a kind person wanted to give him money.

    I swept away the excess in my brain, made up my mind again, grabbed a handful of money in the bowl, and ran desperately!

    Following the precisely calculated route, he ran in shame.

    There was a horrible and miserable cry from behind: money has been stolen!  That girl robbed my old beggar of money!  God damn me too

    I tried my best not to listen, to cut off any thoughts by speeding up.

    Quickly run out of the park, follow the forget-me-not display: the bus arrives at the stop with a countdown of 30 seconds!  The docking time is less than a minute, quick!  Faster!  I quickened my pace and finally ran to the main road.

    A blue bus stopped in front of me, and I ran into the bus non-stop, holding on to the railing and breathing heavily.

    I'm exhausted!  I will never do this kind of wickedness again in the future, I am about to run out of breath!

    I quickly spread out the money in my hand, and followed the forget-me-not display: the bus fare is two yuan!  Most of the money that was robbed was this kind of green dollar, and I took two and put them in the cash box.

    As shown in Forget-me-not, there are not many people in the carriage at this time.  My behavior didn't attract much attention. Presumably in their eyes, panting to catch the bus is just a rare and common thing.

    I walked to the back of the carriage, found a seat by the window and sat down, swallowing hard, feeling very thirsty.

    I rested my head on the back chair and watched the traffic flow outside the car window.  I sigh in my heart, this is the life of ordinary people.  Normal and fast, working hard against time, desperate for survival.

    According to the display of the forget-me-not: five more platforms are the bustling streets in the urban area.  In addition, I checked the money I robbed, and I can buy what it is worth.

    The money stolen was 17 yuan in total, and I spent two yuan on the car, leaving 15 yuan left.  Seeing that the fifteen yuan was enough to eat, I sighed, feeling a little guilty.

    Before arriving at the destination, I observed all the people in the bus, and there were twelve people in the bus including me.

    The mother in the front row asked the child: "What did the teacher teach today? Have you learned everything?"

    The child replied: "The teacher taught "Two Poems of Compassion for Farmers", who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work.

    Mom asked: "Then you tell mom, what is this poem trying to teach us?"

    The child replied: "The farmer uncle is very hard to grow food, we must eat well and not waste it."

    The young men and women in the back row should have just gotten off work and are catching the bus home.

    One of them used a pen to write and draw in a notebook, and occasionally looked up out of the window to confirm whether he had reached his destination.

    More chatting, talking about interesting things in the company, gossip, whether there is a salary increase today, and I will work overtime tomorrow weekend, etc.

    Some people even fell asleep on the chairs on the bus with their bags in their arms.

    Among these people, one person caught my attention.  She was about my age, and she was also wearing a school uniform with a schoolbag on her back. She was sitting by the window a few rows in front of me, and she was always looking out of the window thinking about something.

    Do most children take the bus to and from school by themselves?  The people in Liston are picked up by special cars, and I pick up Linhan every day. I have an independent restaurant at noon, but Linhan still specially delivers meals, which are made by him.  It's strange, but what he cooks suits my taste, combining Chinese and Western food.

    I don't know what Linhan is doing now?  Knowing that I ran away again, I should be very angry.  Who cares about him, who told him to be more lenient.

    Soon, I arrived at the station, and I got out of the car with the crowd.

    There are tall buildings here, the lights are like daylight, and people are crowded.

    There are many sellers on the street next to the square, including clothes, shoes, bags, accessories and so on.

    I passed by each booth and looked at every object on the booth curiously, very curious.  But they didn't reach out to touch it, they just glanced at it from afar.

    When I walked to the end, I saw a porridge shop, which said that a bowl can be refilled for two yuan.  That is to say: two yuan? You can eat all you want.

    There were a lot of people in the store, I went to the cash register and handed over two yuan. When the store boy gave me the tableware with a receipt, he was stunned suddenly when he looked up and saw me inadvertently!  Then his face turned red, and he lowered his head without speaking.

    I took the tableware and walked to the place where I made meals.  There are 7 soup pots in each of the three rows, which contain different types of porridge and serving spoons.

    I was really hungry, so I ordered a bowl of purple potato oatmeal nearby, found a seat to sit down, and ate it hungrily. After eating one bowl, I ordered three different bowls of porridge.  In the end, I drank four bowls and was full!

    There are thirteen yuan left on me, hehe!  This money is quite enough!

    I walked out of this store and walked to the street selling things just now.  If you have money, you will have confidence, and you can see if there is anything you like and buy it.

    My eyes stayed in front of the booths selling jewelry, some with hair tied, hair clips, necklaces, rings, earrings and the like.  The boss is a young girl who is busy making handmade.

    I picked up a hairpin decorated with a five-petal white flower. After looking at it for a long time, I found that it looks good, but I just don¡¯t know how to use it.

    I asked: "Hi, how do I use this?"

    The young female boss looked up at me, and was also a little surprised. It seems that my eyes and appearance are a bit foreigner.

    She said: "This one is for bundling your hair. If you have long hair, you can use this one to tie it up."

    I said: "How much does this cost? I'm not very good at it, can you teach me?"

    She said, "20 yuan. I'll tie it up for you, and you'll learn it right away. Come on, little sister."

    20 yuan?  I only have 13 yuan, can't I buy it?  Even if you buy it, don¡¯t you have money?

    But I'm curious about how the hair is tied Oh, no matter, I didn't say that I would buy it if I tried it.

    She asked me to sit down, took out a mirror from the side, and replied to the inquirer by the way: "Okay, okay, I'll give you 12 yuan if you like it, remember to bring friends next time."

    It turns out that the price can be negotiated!

    She grabbed my hair, put the hairpin on my hair and turned it around a few times, then buckled it back, and it was fixed on my head.

    She handed me the mirror and said, "Little sister has long hair, and it looks very quiet when tied up like this. It's very suitable for your girls in school. Hey, your skin is really good. Is my little sister a mixed race?"

    "Well, sister, can you make this cheaper?"

    "18 yuan for you, let's not talk about it."

    "Sister, I don't have so much money on me, why don't you make it cheaper." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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