The next day, Song Ran got up early in the morning, took a taxi to the People's Park alone, she held a can of Yanjin plums in her hand, and walked to the ticket gate with a somewhat nervous expression, and the aunt at the ticket gate had just changed into work clothes and started to work.

It was not a holiday, it was early in the morning, and the ticket office was empty and only Song Ran was alone.

In the small window, a middle-aged aunt with short curly hair sat in her forties, and glanced at Song Ran: "Little girl, do you want to buy a ticket?"

Song Ran hesitantly handed over a ten-yuan sheet: "Auntie, that's the case, can you do me a favor?"

The aunt was quite kind: "What are you busy with?"

"That's right, I want two package tickets, but not today, it's tomorrow, that, the money will be given to you first, tomorrow there will be a man with me, he will buy tickets with you, and then you pretend that he won the lottery, for example, he is the 100,000th tourist this year, just say that the ticket is free, do you think it's okay?"

The aunt's face sank and she shook her hand directly: "That's not good, little girl, isn't this a fraud? ”

Song Ran slandered, people in the eighties, they just didn't know how to be flexible, and they weren't flexible at all.

She hurriedly handed over a large jar of Shiojin plums: "Auntie, this is the plum pickled by our nanny, it is very delicious, let's eat it for you." ”

The aunt looked at Song Ran righteously: "Little girl, don't think about corrupting me, this is definitely not good, it is resolutely not good, we all have a system, don't you embarrass Auntie, okay?"

There happened to be tourists who came to buy tickets in the back, and the ticket sales aunt returned the ten-yuan ticket to Song Ran: "Little girl, don't stand in the way, people want to buy tickets." ”

Song Ran pinched the ticket, held the plum, and carried a bag of ruby bread on her wrist, and stepped aside, she also expected that it would not go so smoothly.

In this era, the system is bigger than the sky.

Across the road from the ticket office was a large willow tree, and she stood against the trunk of the tree, staring at the aunt in the small window, who was so hard at all that she didn't pay attention to her.

Song Ran just stood like this, standing until noon, seeing that the ticket window was empty again, she didn't give up and leaned in, lowered her posture as much as possible, and looked at the conductor pitifully: "Auntie, can you be accommodating." ”

It's not that you don't give money, but it's just that you give you money in advance and let you cooperate with the acting, is it so difficult?

With a wave of the aunt's hand, Song Ran's heart sank.

"Little girl, don't embarrass Auntie, okay?"

Someone behind him wanted to buy a ticket, Song Ran muttered in his heart, it is not good to be a teacher.

She could only carry the plum and carry the bread back to the big willow tree, and stood all morning, she was hungry and tired at this time, but fortunately brought a bag of bread over and thought about the relationship.

She took out a small piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth, the bread was dry and hard, she didn't bring any water, she was choked so that her face was red, she could only keep beating her chest, and coughing while holding on to the trunk of the big tree.

What kind of crime has she suffered?

The conductor in the small window finally couldn't help laughing, and a middle-aged woman wearing a red armband to maintain the security of the park walked into the ticket office.

When the woman came in, she shouted, "Director Li, what are you laughing at?"

The conductor pointed at Song Ran and recounted the matter, and the security officer smiled: "Oh, director, you have fulfilled someone's family." ”

The conductor smiled: "I'll see how long she can last." ”