Fortunately, no chinchillas came out.

The uncle, who was suspected of being an old neighbor, asked Su He for a pen and paper, and patiently drew a simple map for her.

Although it is a simple map, it is very well drawn, with beautiful lines and detailed information. If it weren't for the uncle's unfamiliarity, Su He would want to ask the uncle about his original profession, whether he was a professional.

Like a rookie player who stepped into a novice village, Su He took the map given by the NPC uncle and searched for the map, and soon found the CCB savings bank that "crossed the intersection of the vegetable market, next to the small grain station, next to the district library, and you can see the district swimming pool" - very good, and I got to know five places at once.

Su He folded the map drawn by the NPC uncle and put it in his school bag, pushed the door and walked into the savings bank.

Unlike the rules that you can't wait to buy a bottle of soy sauce in the future, you can't even ask for a copy of your ID card and a mobile phone number, and you don't even need to show your ID card to open an account at the bank this year, and the procedure is very simple.

The clerk at the window was a woman in her forties, with a sharp face, her complexion tinged an unhealthy grayish yellow by the dim light of the deposits, and her face was full of impatience, but her mouth was very sharp.

Interestingly, twenty years later, people working in the banking industry are crying and begging depositors to save money.

Twenty years ago, bank staff were much more aggressive.

It is the so-called feng shui in turns.

Su He turned back at this time, with a little fun and nostalgia to appreciate the quality of banking services twenty years ago.

However, when Su He poured the savings of half of her schoolbag into the window, the eyelids that the staff had been holding on suddenly lifted, and she stared at the bundles tied up with rubber bands, with different denominations, and fractional bills, and glared at Su He again.

After repeating this twice, he didn't talk to Su He, nor did he let her fill in the form, but stiffened his face, threw Su He from the window, and directly reflexively found the director.

Su He, who was thrown at the window by the staff, rubbed the corners of his forehead, and realized the mistake he had made.

The time for rebirth is too short, and although I intellectually know that I have returned to the age of twelve, I still speak and act with the attitude of thirty-two years old in terms of consciousness and habits, resulting in a serious disconnect and a huge contrast between my biological age and my mental age.

To some extent, this is also a kind of sequelae of rebirth.

It takes a certain amount of time for self-integration, regulation, and transformation.

This is also where the strange feeling that Cheng Wei felt in her before came from.

Su He also realized at this time that there was a subtle reason for the expression on the uncle's face when she just asked for directions, now think about it, the age of the uncle looks like he is in his seventies, if she is thirty-two years old, it is reasonable to call her uncle according to the habit of twenty years later, but now she is only twelve years old, according to the rules of which year, she should also call "grandpa".

It's a bit rude to say.

It's just uncle...... Well, grandpa has self-cultivation and doesn't care about such trivial things with her.

Before, when she met the little neighbor in the same building, she also called "little girl" casually out of the mentality of a thirty-two-year-old aunt, which caused a small misunderstanding. She still vaguely remembered the depressed and helpless expression on the little boy's face when she parted.

A twelve-year-old child with tens of thousands of yuan to the savings bank alone to make a deposit, even if it is put aside after 20 years, it is an unusual thing.

What's more, Su He developed late, he was shorter than a little girl of the same age, and he was born with a baby face that didn't grow, and he was a little chubby, looking two or three years younger than his actual age.

No matter what age it is, the staff of any bank will not be able to accept it when they see an eight- or nine-year-old girl pouring tens of thousands of dollars of bills in front of her eyes.

Especially compared with 20 years later, tens of thousands of yuan at this time undoubtedly have more purchasing power.

As a result, Su He was then condescendingly surrounded by uncles and aunts from three or four banks in the middle of the interrogation, and there were two depositors who handled business next to him to check and fill in the gaps.

Su He faced many doubts from his uncles and aunts, and wanted to cry without tears.

"You little kid, where did you get so much money?"

She didn't expect that she would be able to save money so much back then, and the remaining living expenses plus daily pocket money for many years were actually a small fortune.

"New Year's money? Which adult will give you so much New Year's money, and you can't say anything for several years?"

That's because I'm also a small second-generation official and a second-generation richer.

"What kind of pocket money? Don't talk about it, who is the adult who gives you so much pocket money for a child? How is it possible?

That's right, my father and mother are so uninhibited.

Su He, who was asked by his uncles and aunts, laughed at himself in bitterness: The reason why I didn't learn badly, but I just became a waste material who didn't do anything, is obviously because I am kind and innocent by nature, and I am dedicated to growing towards the sun.

......

Of course, these inner monologues can't really be spoken.

In order to persuade these warm-hearted, kind and responsible uncles and aunts not to call her parents to verify the situation, but to directly give her a discounted deposit, Su He can be regarded as pouring out all the life wisdom, eloquence and life experience he has accumulated in the past 32 years.

By the time she walked out of the dimly lit little savings house and stood again under the blazing July sun, she was lying on her stomach like a rag that had just escaped from the bucket and ascended to heaven.

If you want to ask Su He at this time, what is the biggest feeling after Su He was reborn?

One of them:

...... I'm so tired!

Second:

...... The sequelae of rebirth are diseases and must be cured!

These two rankings are in no particular order, tied for first place.

Although the process of saving money is quite tortuous and tangled, thinking about the freshly baked passbook in the schoolbag, Su He, who is physically and mentally exhausted, still can't help but feel a little happy, no matter what time it is, money exudes a healing and wonderful atmosphere.

Having said that, this money is just put in the bank to eat interest, and the more she saves, the less she saves, otherwise she will not forget about such a small fortune.

Regarding this point, as a person who has just been reborn after 20 years, Su He can be said to have a deep feeling, and immediately reflexively popped up in his mind N pop-up advertisements for financial products - if you want to maintain value, you want to invest......!

Su He, a patient with sequelae of rebirth, shook his head and closed the large pop-up window in his mind, regardless of whether it is financial management or investment, that is all an afterthought. Counting the money again, asking for directions, and then tossing in the savings bank for a long time, seeing that the time is almost noon, she still thinks about the meal first.

When it comes to lunch, everything else is secondary, and she just needs a little hydration right now.

Thinking of water, Su He was inspired to think of a snack bar in the depths of his memory, so he felt hungrier and thirstier.

After a good walk around the small savings house, he finally found a building that he remembered, and with this as a coordinate, Su He slowly felt his way into a small street, and then walked through two small alleys, stopping at the corner of a small street that was not much wider than the alley, and walked into a snack bar that looked like it was about to go out of business.

In fact, just a few months later, the store actually went out of business.

Su He thought about it for a while, it should be the middle of December, the twelfth or thirteenth.

In some ways, Su He's memory is not bad.

But many things that should be remembered have been forgotten, such as the neighbors in the past, the buildings around the house, the names of classmates and colleagues in the past, the events that happened, and the things that they learned......

I just remember some very indecent things, and many of them were written down by accident.

For example, the time when this snack bar closed down in front of you.

For another example, she can still recite fragments of the novel she read more than ten years ago without saying a word.

It's a little bit unforgettable.

But it didn't work!

Su He felt as if there was an out-of-tune colander in his mind, and all the serious and useful information leaked down the mesh in the first place, leaving all kinds of nonsense and waste stuff.

However, Su He had long been accustomed to this, and at this time, he laughed at himself at the dirty signboard that could barely make out the name of the store, pushed the door and walked in.

In fact, most of the dishes in this restaurant are very unpalatable, very unpalatable, very unpalatable!

The red pestles in the scrambled eggs always have an inexplicable smell of rotting and spoiling.

The garlic moss of stir-fried meat with garlic moss is either overcooked or overraw.

The vermicelli in the sauerkraut fried noodles is always mushy. The weirdest thing is that the chef always likes to add sugar to this dish, which is a devastating attack on the human taste buds. Even after so many years, Su He can still clearly remember the painful tossing and turning taste.

Su He naturally didn't come here today to relive painful memories.

The reason why this small shop has been hung by Su Hutchison for so many years is because their small bean porridge is very, very delicious, boiled until it melts in the mouth, and with white sugar, it is simple and simple.

The side dishes are not bad, and the taste of tea eggs is also enough.

Compared to those stir-fried dishes with strange tastes, it doesn't look like something made in a restaurant.

The so-called clear porridge side dishes have a long taste, and the simpler the good taste, the more people often remember and never forget.

It's rare to be reborn, of course, while the shop is still there, drink a few more times of good porridge and enjoy it.

There was not a single customer in the shady and gloomy hall, and the cashier and clerk slept uncomfortably on the greasy, sloppy wooden counter, with suspicious wetness at the corners of his slightly open mouth. The old electric fan whirred, stirring up fine dust and fluttering in the dim light. Everywhere there is a scene where time is running out.

Su He walked over, raised his hand and patted the counter, the eighteen or nineteen-year-old brother was in full swing, and he didn't even see the slightest change in the rhythm of snoring.

Su He was helpless, so he had to raise his hand to push people, but when he stretched out his hand, he found a very cruel and tragic fact - he was too short, his hands were too short, and he couldn't reach people through the counter at some heights!

An old cucumber who had just been painted with green paint and was still in the adaptation period sighed at his paws that still had meat sockets in a complicated mood, and had to go around behind the counter to push people.

It took four or five pushes to wake the person up.