Fina opened her eyes slit, glanced at the hundred-dollar bill in Zhang Zixin's with interest, and closed it again, "This palace doesn't admit that it's a cat clan." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Zhang Zi'an thought that it would be interested, and then he could take the opportunity to show off his profound knowledge, but he ran into a gray nose and had to walk aside.

Richard was interested, flapping his wings to his shoulder, and staring forward at the hundred-dollar bill in his hand.

"Jeff, is that all you seek?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zi'an asked in confusion.

"Is your goal in life to pursue the renminbi?" it was rare to get serious.

He said categorically: "How is it possible! To put it mildly, my life goal is to pursue white and rich beauty! To say Dali, my life goal is to contribute to socialist modernization, and I am willing to dedicate my youth to my children and grandchildren for the early arrival of the world of great harmony...... Of course, you have to have a girlfriend first. ”

Lao Cha, who was watching the morning news, nodded frequently when he heard it, "The child can be taught!"

Richard shook his head quickly, "No, no, Jeff, you misunderstood. Uncle Ben means, what is the RMB? Follow Uncle Ben, and Uncle Ben will take you to earn dollars in the future!"

"Dollars?" Zhang Zi'an's mind immediately appeared with green banknotes, which were hard currency that could drive the world crazy.

"That's right, dollars, dollars, American knives, bucks, they all mean the same thing, you can understand it however you want. As long as you serve Uncle Ben well, you will be able to eat and drink spicy food!" said Richard confidently.

Zhang Zi'an looked left and right, pressed the volume down to no less, leaned into Jeff's ear and asked, "That ......"

"Yes!" Richard affirmed.

"You know what I'm going to ask?" he was surprised.

"Don't you just ask if there are foreign girls? Don't worry, there will be dollars, and foreign girls will also have them. ”

"......" Although it guessed accurately, Zhang Zi'an was still very unhappy.

Is my mind so easy to guess? He thought to himself, one by one, whether it is Sun Xiaomeng or Richard, they all guess my mind accurately...... Can you still be friends?

"Good morning, brother manager!" A petite figure jumped in from outside the door, it was little celery.

Today, one of Xiao Celery's braids has moved down by about 1 centimeter, and if Zhang Zi'an hadn't paid special attention to it, he would definitely not have found such a detail. Her face was flushed with running, and her small hands with woolen gloves clutched tightly at the strap of her school bag on her chest.

"Good morning, little celery. Was you late yesterday?" he asked.

"Woo~" Little Celery wrinkled her face and stuck out her tongue and said, "It's terrible! Almost! I just sat down in the classroom when the teacher came in......"

"I can't do that today! The bell and the ears are here, and they won't run away, so they can come and see it at any time, but you must not be late for school, understand?" he said.

"Yes, I see!" she nodded vigorously.

"Well, little celery is a good sensible boy, I believe little celery. He bent down and said to her, "Can't you do me a favor now?"

"Okay! What's the help? Little Celery often helps her mother with her work at home!" she neatly took off her woolen gloves and rolled up her sleeves, really ready to work.

Zhang Zi'an picked up her gloves and looked at them, this is just a pair of dark green woolen fingerless gloves, not too thick, just suitable for wearing now, and at the wrist position of the gloves, there is also a line of small characters embroidered with dark red thread. He looked at the gloves at the light, and it turned out to be the words "Cai Xiaoqin, the third class of the second grade of Binhai No. 1 Middle School", you have to look carefully to see it clearly, otherwise you will think it is an ordinary pattern.

"Your mother knitted it for you?" he said, returning the gloves to her.

"Hmm!" she smiled a little embarrassedly.

This is my mother!" Zhang Zi'an sighed.

"Do you have embroidery on the rest of your clothes?" he asked.

"Mmmm, here, here, and here......" Little Celery's fingers pointed at herself, and the more hidden parts such as the brim of her hood and trousers were embroidered with Little Celery's name and school. In addition, she wears a children's positioning watch on her wrist.

"I said no, but my mother was afraid that I would get lost...... "She stared at her toes, her face reddening, "I'm grown up, I won't get lost...... No one else had any clothes on them, and I was the only one in the class, and a few of the boys who were particularly annoying called me 'Mommy's good baby,'......" she said.

Zhang Zi'an patted her little head comfortingly, "Ignore them! sooner or later, they will regret laughing at you now." ”

"Really?" she looked up.

"It's true. He affirmed.

"Little celery, I'll teach you a poem, maybe you've learned it before, or memorized it, but now if you listen carefully, you should get a different feeling. ”

Little Celery raised her head and listened intently.

"The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. Zhang Zi'an chanted slowly.

He has never learned to broadcast or read aloud, and his timbre can be described as incomplete in five tones, and he can't do the basic modulation and frustration, and even he knows that he reads it very poorly when he listens to it. He had thought that with Richard's urine nature, he would definitely be merciless in his sarcastic remarks, but he didn't expect it to listen carefully and quietly on his shoulder, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

A short poem, 30 Chinese characters, was read in less than a minute.

After reading it, Zhang Zi'an first thought about whether there was any mistake, and it was too late to change it now, if he was picked out by Xiao Celery, it would be too embarrassing...... It doesn't seem to be, though.

Little Celery listened, lowered her head, and gently stroked the words embroidered on the woolen gloves with her fingers, and only raised her head after half a ring, the discomfort just now had disappeared.

"Brother store manager, you read so well, better than our teacher!" she said seriously.

"Haha, don't praise me, I know my level, and I can barely be considered smooth. It's enough for the store manager's brother to eat with his face!" Zhang Zi'an was actually a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show it in front of this elementary school student, so he used his usual gags to cover it up.

"It's really good! Our teachers are dry to read, similar to reading texts. Little Celery argued a little anxiously.

"Really?" Zhang Zi'an touched his chin, "When my pet shop can't go on, do you want to get a teacher qualification certificate to become a teacher?" Of course, I must go to high school, and look at the young and beautiful high school girls every day......

"Don't mislead people. ”

There was a tall and thin man with a ponytail standing at the door, staring at Zhang Zi'an with his pocket, it was Guo Dongyue. He and Zhang Zi'an made an appointment to go to the bird breeding base to select parrots today.

Zhang Zi'an also looked at him, at this wanderer who was trying to repay San Chunhui with an inch of care.