"Xiaowan, I ...... this handkerchief"

"Sister Qiaoling, I don't take credit here, I only accept cash, if you really want it, then take the money to buy it!" Xiang Wan snatched the handkerchief that Xiang Qiaoling was holding tightly, paused and said, "Although we are indeed relatives, our brothers still have to settle accounts, so I won't say much about the superfluous." ”

"Xiaowan, how can you be like this!" Xiang Qiaoling was obviously anxious, the stench on the tip of her nose came again, and she couldn't help but want to vomit again.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot about repaying the money, Sister Qiaoling, you have borrowed more than 300 yuan from me by now, I don't want a fraction, you can pay me back 300." "Say to the evening.

"What! how could it be so much!" Xiang Qiaoling's eyes widened, "How could I ......"

"This is only three years of junior high school, do you want me to count your elementary school years again?" said Xiang Wan coldly.

"I ......" Xiang Qiaoling was stuck, and his pupils shook violently.

At this time, Xiang Qiaoling was not yet sophisticated as an adult, and he couldn't hide all his emotions under that face.

Xiang Wan snorted coldly in her heart, no longer paid attention to Xiang Qiaoling, turned her head and asked the girl, "Are you sure you want to buy it?" This fragrance can last for up to three days. ”

"Uh-huh, sure, sure!Wait!" the girl said as she pulled money out of her pocket.

The children of this era already have pocket money, and they can use three or five yuan by themselves, of course, it is difficult to say more.

Different families and different origins make everyone's fate different.

The girl took out three banknotes directly from her pocket, one for five yuan, two for two, and took out the two two pieces and handed them to Xiang Wan: "Give!"

Xiang Wan looked at the money and blinked, and only said after a while: "Well, I'm sorry, I don't have any change to find you." ”

Bought a ticket, she now only has four cents left in her pocket, the last time Xiang Qiaoyun came to see the hard fortress to give her money, she insisted on not asking for it, and now she is a little embarrassed.

"Ah, that's ......" The girl looked at Xiang Wan's palm handkerchief and pursed her lips, looked up and looked at Xiang Wan again, her eyes rolled slightly, and said, "Or you can wait for me to start school!"

"This, is it okay?" Xiang Wan couldn't be sure, this was the first time she had done business in her two lives, and she had to pay credit at the beginning, or she was on credit, "I ......"

"Don't worry, I know your name!" the girl winked at Xiang Wan, "You are Xiang Wan from the second class, and you won the first place in this Olympiad competition! Now everyone in the school knows you! You can't run!"

"......" is late. Is she so famous?

"Ah, it turns out that you are the legendary genius!" The girl next to her stared at Xiang Wan with an excited face, "I've heard of you too, but I've never met you yet!"

"I ......"

"I believe in your character!!,,,

"......" Xiang Wan, "Thank you!" "Thank you for trusting me."

"Hey, no thanks, oh, I'm going to take two sips quickly, the smell in this car is really unbearable!" The girl waved her hand, her eyes swept over Xiang Qiaoling intentionally or unintentionally, and then turned her head away and stopped talking.

Xiang Wan chuckled, stared at the money in his hand for a moment, and put the money into his schoolbag after a moment.

On the side, Xiang Qiaoling watched Xiang Wan earn five cents with a word, no, maybe more than that, who knows how much the handkerchief bought. However, she was only a bystander from beginning to end, and she didn't even have a chance to drink soup.

Xiang Qiaoling was unwilling, and even more unwilling to admit that Xiang Wan had become smart and learned to make money.

Coincidence, it must be a coincidence! Xiang Wan only sold a handkerchief after taking shit luck, and she was just such a handkerchief!

"Well, Xiang Wan, do you still have this kind of handkerchief? I want to buy one too. The girl next door couldn't resist the temptation of the aroma before and asked Xiang Wandao.

"Ah, there is. Xiang Wan nodded, and then pulled out a wad of his bag, "What pattern do you want?"

"!" Xiang Qiaoling.