"Ring, ring, bell!"

There was a car bell outside the house, and then the iron gate of the yard was knocked open, and you didn't need to look to know that it was Liu Lang's father who came home from work.

"Zila!"

The screeching sound of the outhouse door sounded, and my father entered.

"Come on, look, your son can stand up!"

Mother said loudly.

"My son can speak, what's the point of standing up?"

The father was no longer surprised by this Liu Lang, but he still picked up his son and kissed him twice.

"Son, Daddy has a gadget for you!"

The father put Liu Lang down, took out a small piece of paper from the pocket of his work clothes and put it on the kang.

"What's that?"

Liu Lang's mother also came closer.

"A stamp, I met Zhang Xianyi at noon today, he is now working from the post office, saying that the stamps issued this year can't be sold now, and now they are spread on everyone's body, let them all come out to sell, and the result is to sell me one, eight cents, useless things. ”

Liu Lang's father apparently had some objections to spending eight cents for nothing.

"Eight cents can buy half a catty of rice, what are you buying this thing for?"

Liu Lang's mother was also angry.

"Alas, they are all old classmates, no way, Zhang Xianyi said that if he can't complete the goal, then this month's bonus will be in vain, he only earns 23 yuan a month now, the family is old and young, can a family of four rely on his 23 yuan to eat? I bought a stamp to help. ”

Liu Lang's father explained that Liu Lang's mother would say nothing more as soon as he said this.

"Stamps?"

Liu Lang looked at this stamp, this is a small stamp, the background is red, the pattern is a black plush monkey, the monkey sits on the ground, a pair of red eyes look ahead, showing a "silly" look, the upper left corner of the stamp is written China Post and Geng Shennian several sunspots, and the lower right corner is written 8 points and 1980 a group of numbers.

"It's ......... Monkey ticket!"

Liu Lang almost jumped up from the kang.

Others don't know the value of monkey stamps, Liu Lang is clear, even if he doesn't understand philately, but also knows how outrageous the price of this monkey stamp will rise in the past few decades, and said that half a pound of rice is wasted, and after more than 30 years, this stamp is worth 10,000 yuan, and it has risen from eight cents to 10,000 yuan in more than 30 years, so much appreciation is probably stronger than any stock.

"No, I have to ask Dad to buy more monkey tickets!"

Liu Lang was anxious, but he couldn't speak.

"Quack!"

Liu Lang suddenly lay on the monkey ticket, and let out a joyful laugh while pointing at the monkey above.

"Hey, my son likes it, so I'll give it to you!"

The father was naturally happy to see his son so happy.

"It's a monkey!"

Mother said, pointing to the monkey above.

"Monkey .........!"

Liu Lang made a sound "laboriously".

"Haha, my son can speak monkey again. ”

The father laughed.

"Monkey .........!"

Liu Lang took the monkey stamp in his hand, and then neatly placed it on the kang, and then kept pointing his fingers at the kang behind the stamp, and his mouth also issued "monkey ...... Monkey...... Monkey .........!".

"Well, what is my son doing?"

The parents were very puzzled by Liu Lang's behavior, and the father lowered his head to look at the place where Liu Lang's finger pointed, but found that there was nothing.

"Monkey, monkey, monkey .........!"

Liu Lang kept pointing at the back of the monkey ticket with his hand, and at the same time made a sound, and the parents were puzzled, both confused.

"Monkey Monkey Monkey Monkey Whoa......... Wow!"

Liu Lang suddenly opened his mouth and began to cry, crying while also pointing with his hands.

When the parents saw their son crying, they hurriedly reached out to hug him, but Liu Lang broke free and still lit it with his hand.

"What the hell is my son going to do?"

The two of them were so anxious that they were sweating profusely, and Liu Lang was also anxious: My father, mother, mother, and mother! I still don't understand such an obvious hint, do you really want me to speak? If that's the case, I'm afraid you'll treat me as a stone monkey descendant Wukong......!

"My grandson is a monkey, of course he wants more monkeys! I don't know this, he still wants to be a father and a mother!"

The grandmother on the side was really "smart and clever", and she guessed what Liu Lang meant at once.

"Do you want a monkey ticket?"

Liu Lang's mother hurriedly picked up the monkey ticket and put it where Liu Lang pointed with his hand.

"Giggles!"

This time, Liu Lang laughed.

"It's really, well, okay, I'll go to the post office tomorrow to find Zhang Xianyi and buy another one!"

Father said.

"Monkey monkey monkey!"

Of course, one is not enough, Liu Lang picked up the monkey ticket and kept putting it down on the kang and picking it up, and kept putting it down more than a dozen times.

"What?

This time, the parents understood what Liu Lang meant, it was not enough to spend a lot of money, and his father was a little distressed for a while.

"Monkey Monkey Monkey Monkey Whoa......... Wow!"

Liu Lang began to cry again.

"You two guys, my little grandson likes monkeys, you just go and buy it, look at my baby, good, don't cry, your father will buy it for you tomorrow!"

The grandmother on the side couldn't stand it anymore, reprimanded loudly, and then picked up Liu Langdou and shook it distressedly on her arm.

"Come east, tomorrow you go and buy ten and come back, eight cents will be eight cents!"

Liu Lang's mother said to his father.

"Okay, then buy ten, six catties of rice are gone!"

Although my father was a little distressed, he still agreed.

"What's the big rice? I can do it if my baby likes it, I have money here, you can buy it all, really!"

The one on the side was too milky, and he turned out a handkerchief bag from the bedding of the kang head, and there was money in the bag, all of which were a few cents a dime, and it seemed to be one or two yuan.

"Milk, don't use your money, keep all your money!"

My father wrapped the handkerchief again and put it back under the quilt.

"Giggles!"

Liu Lang, who was lying on the arm of the grandmother, gently touched the old man's face with his hand, and the old man, who was still angry just now, immediately regained his kind face.

"My little grandson is so obedient, all the money from my grandmother will be left to you, and I will marry you when you grow up and marry a daughter-in-law!"

The next day, Liu Lang's father got off work and took out a small envelope from his pocket, and after opening the envelope, he poured out more than a dozen monkey tickets.

"Son, these are all yours!"

Liu Lang looked at these monkey tickets and immediately giggled.

"Hehe, there are thirteen in total, these have to be collected, and after more than thirty years, it will be more than 100,000 yuan!"

Liu Lang will definitely not be short of money in this life, but selling at a low price and selling at a high price can satisfy everyone, and Liu Lang is no exception.

However, in addition to these dozen monkey tickets, Liu Lang's father also got back a magazine the size of 16 pages.

"Donglai, what is this?"

Liu Lang's mother brought the magazine.

"Popular films?"

Liu Lang sat on the kang and also saw this magazine, and sure enough, it was this "legendary" popular film magazine.