"In this life, I was reborn in exchange for the merits of the ninth life, but I can't just let my parents live so tired and miserable...... Also, I still have so many regrets, Lifen, Beauty, Daniel Zhang, Deng Hongbo, Tan Hong...... and ......"

He Zilong's thoughts were a little drifting now, and his eyes were even a little confused. It's just that before he could reminisce too much about his previous life, suddenly, the door of his room opened, and there was a squeak, which made people open from the outside.

A figure appeared at the door like this, and this sudden situation made He Zilong a little stunned.

I'm going to go, what's going on?

I remember that the door was locked, and it could be opened so smoothly and quickly, unless there was a key. Could it be that Mom is back?

"Brother Long, if you want to eat oranges, I brought you a few, even your little black loves to eat them. Your feet are not good, um, why are you up?Ah, there are broken envelopes all over the floor, and there are envelopes on the bed, what are you doing......?" A weak girl's voice came from the figure's mouth, a pair of big eyes looked particularly aura, and at the same time, a small dog head appeared at his feet, which was the little black dog raised by He Zilong's family.

He Zilong's expression was a little embarrassed at this time, it turned out to be Zhang Xiaoying, no wonder, no wonder, no wonder she would have the key to her own home.

In later generations, all men were afraid that Lao Wang would live next door to their house, especially the kind that was self-cooked. Of course, He Zilong's family now lives next door not to Lao Wang, but to Uncle Zhang's house. Uncle Zhang is a teacher, a sacred profession, his wife is also surnamed Zhang, and Aunt Zhang and He Zilong's mother Chen Yonghua are colleagues in this chemical factory, the kind that have worked together for many years.

Zhang Xiaoying is the only daughter of Uncle Zhang's Aunt Zhang, three years younger than He Zilong, just like his sister, and is now in the sixth grade of primary school.

Since the time when I was playing with mud with my bare buttocks, almost all of our friends in the yard have grown up together. When adults go to work, they are older children with each other, and if they are free at home, they will be half parents and play with the younger ones.

If you go out to play together, if you have a companion, adults can rest assured. Recently, He Zilong didn't have a foot injury, sometimes there is no one at home, and the Zhang family next door will receive a secondary key from He's mother, so that the help has time to take a few more looks.

In fact, it may not only be the Zhang family, but also the Li family, the Zhu family, and the Ma family may have the key to He Zilong's family. Of course, as long as He Zilong is willing, he can also get the keys to the next few houses, this is an era of mutual trust, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!

Zhang Xiaoying probably took oranges over and distributed them to He Zilong, and by the way, let's see if he wants to relieve his boredom at home and chat together.

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"Oh...... It turned out to be a shadow girl, nothing, your brother Jun wants to write a letter to the second aunt in Changsha and cut some stamps for use. Ha, let's clean it up!" He Zilong snorted, saying that he was dealing with a three-year-old child-like excuse, mainly because he didn't care about the other party's young age, and he made up the reasons at will.

"Can I send another letter after I have already used the stamps?" my mother didn't say that......" Zhang Xiaoying flashed her big eyes and muttered a little suspiciously.

"That, you see that the stamps on some of these stamps are not stamped, and the people at the post office will not be so serious......" I didn't expect that the other party was not easy to bluff in the sixth grade of elementary school, He Zilong had to pick up an 80-year-old monkey ticket with first-class goods, pointed to the place where it was almost not stamped, and explained.

"Ah, you are opportunistic, my mother said, speculative and guilty of ten years ago, you will go to jail!" Zhang Xiaoying's mouth opened wide, and her expression was too much.

He Zilong opened his cabinet a little depressed, took out a three-label lollipop from the gap inside, and handed it to Zhang Xiaoying. I didn't expect to use sugar-coated cannonballs to deal with a sixth-grade elementary school forest (student), but think about those oranges, it can be regarded as an equivalent exchange.

Peel off the package, open your mouth, put the lollipop in your mouth, and Zhang Xiaoying screamed out a sweet cry in her mouth. The oranges are also in He Zilong's hands!

As soon as the orange entered his mouth, He Zilong tasted it, and this orange was the fruit of the orange tree planted by Uncle Liu's house in Sanmei Garden, because the taste was too familiar. It is said that the one that the big guy eats the most every day is Uncle Liu's family. You can't change to steal oranges, IQ, IQ, alas.

In my memory, it seems that Uncle Liu brought a big wolf dog from his hometown to see the orange orchard next month, and the oranges on the tree have never been stolen again.

"And lollipops? I'll exchange stamps like this in your hand, those in my house are much cleaner than yours, and those uncles in the post office will never be able to tell that they have been used......" Zhang Xiaoying suddenly said amazingly, and the second orange that He Zilong had just peeled half in his hand slipped directly to the ground, and Xiao Hei bit the orange with a mouth.

"Ah?...... Are you really? It's exactly the same as my stamp?" He Zilong's eyes widened like the door god on the New Year's painting, pointing to the 80-year-old monkey ticket and speaking loudly, startling Zhang Xiaoying.

"If it's true, I'll take ten lollipops, oh no, twenty lollipops for you for a stamp...... If you don't believe me, I'll write you a letter of guarantee. He Zilong thumped his chest, for fear that Zhang Xiaoying would regret it.

"Oh...... Brother Jun, Xiaoying's lollipops for a year will be handed over to you, you wait, I'll go home and get it for you. Zhang Xiaoying was very neat, but as if she was afraid that He Zilong would regret it, she ran out as soon as she turned around.

Ten minutes later!

He Zilong looked at the dozen envelopes in Zhang Xiaoying's hand in a daze. Familiar envelopes, familiar appearances, familiar recipes, fate.

The national circulation is only more than 3 million, and the average is in everyone's hands, and there is not even a single 80-year zodiac monkey ticket. Is this hell? Uncle Zhang also served as a soldier, He Zilong knows, but how can it be popular to put monkey tickets on the envelope? This probability, this coincidence, hit the jackpot!

The most important thing is that the important thing has to be said three times. The dozen or so envelopes in Zhang Xiaoying's hand, the monkey tickets on them are all of the highest grade, not only are they clean without much dirt, but also the stamped imprint is very light and small, and they can't be found if you don't look carefully.

The best, the best?

These will be recognized by some people who do not know how to use them as new stamps in the big city stamp market. About 1,000 yuan is absolutely no problem, these dozen or so are more than 10,000 yuan, ten lollipops for twenty lollipops for one, Mabi, a hundred lollipops for a lot of money. The lollipop just now is only a dime a dime!

He Zilong forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and took the dozen or so envelopes from Zhang Xiaoying's hand. Carefully confirmed one by one, and when I saw the last envelope, my eyes suddenly opened, my eyes flared, my legs were a little weak, and I sat on the bed straight.

This is too exciting, a windfall from the sky!

"Damn... Depend on... Damn, it's not just monkey tickets, but also a large and a small number of tickets that are all over the country are red? Lao Tzu is going to make a fortune! Roar!" He Zilong's heart burst out with a tiger roar.

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