As soon as Song Ersheng ran out, he realized that he was not wearing pants. But the blouse is a milky white diagonal button-up monk's robe made by Master Yongle, and it can be used as a skirt when it reaches the calf, and it is also wearing small panties, no problem. Meng Ben caught up panting, although he ran hard, it was obviously much easier than Song Ersheng, he just had too much meat, "I'm going to the temple to find you, I see"

With a sigh, Song Ersheng ran into his yard, and then turned around and kicked Meng Ben, this is the number of people you are talking about? It's my sister's classmate!! Scared me to death, you know!!

Meng Ben is used to being kicked, and he doesn't feel pain, his strength is too small, "Why are you kicking me again?"

Song Ersheng ignored him, approached the house, and heard the newly elected squad leader in his sister's class talking this year. A very white little girl, who seems to be called Meng Zhe.

"Song Yizheng, where did you put your class fee? Can you find it today? Open a long-distance sports meeting, you have to count the class fee, you can't find it today, our class can't prepare for the sports meeting" Meng Zhe spoke in a squeamish tone, and his nasal voice was very heavy. But Song Ersheng still heard a sense of threat from her words. She entered the house lightly, holding the curtain and looking into the east room.

There were four little girls standing in the room, two squatting, one of whom was an older sister. The atmosphere was not very good.

How much does it cost? Oh, by the way, my sister is a member of the life committee, and she is in charge of the class fee. In fact, there is no class fee to manage, that is, whoever picks up the money in the class, if you can't find the owner, you will hand it over to your sister, and it will be counted as the class fee, and the sister will remember the name of the time and the amount of money, and will give a verbal praise to the person who picked up the money at the end of the semester. This class fee is also quite speechless

Song Ersheng remembered that her sister had put all the money in an empty jar of malt cream, which she usually kept in the cabinet below the left side of her desk. She and her sister had never touched each other, and sometimes her sister put money in it, and she could hear the sound of coins. Supposedly, my sister shouldn't be able to find it, and no one at home will touch that jar.

"Why don't you look for your sister or your parents?" This time it was Meng Fei who spoke, my sister's best friend.

"Impossible!" Song Yizheng turned his back to Song Ersheng, squatting in front of the cabinet on the desk, his head down, and he couldn't see his face clearly. But the categorization and unhappiness in the tone are expressed very strongly. Memphy stood up, stepped aside, and said nothing.

The remaining three girls were also standing with their backs to Song Ersheng, and Song Ersheng looked familiar, all of them were class cadres in her sister's class. It seems that they all came back with their sisters to get their class fees. How much class fee is worth for so many people to accompany my sister home in person? It's too hard to move the crowd, right?

"Yesterday you said you forgot, today you said you forgot, the teacher asked us to come back with you to get it, and you said you couldn't find it" The crisp voice sounded, Song Ersheng looked over, it was the little girl named Song Xiaonan, who was a distant relative of his own family, and his grandfather's grandfather was the same person" This money, but it was all saved by the classmates little by little, and it was handed over to you for safekeeping, can you find it?" ”

This is a clear question.

Song Ersheng's heart sank slightly. The picture of my sister bringing her toffee and sesame candy every day after school flashed in my mind some time ago, and I couldn't help but sigh slightly

"Right here, right here" Song Yizheng squatted there, his arm into the cabinet, kept flipping, and he wanted to even stick his head into it. But the words he said were full of powerlessness

"We don't know how much the class fee is, you said there were more than twenty before, and now it won't be less than twenty, right? But the jar you just took is eight cents in it," the other girl whispered.

Song Yizheng stopped rummaging and raised his head slightly, "I remember everything, I have an account book."

"But you can't find the ledger!" Song Xiaonan said loudly.

Song Ersheng flipped the curtain of the door and walked in, "Sister, didn't you say that you want to exchange those class fees for whole money, so that you can give them to the teacher beautifully?" Otherwise, how ugly is a bunch of gross tickets? I remember, it seems that there are twenty-eight yuan and three cents, and my mother has changed it for you."

Song Yizheng opened his eyes and looked at Song Ersheng with a dull gaze.

"Three thousand? Are you a monk?! Song Xiaonan immediately turned his attention to Song Ersheng's bald scoop.

"No," Song Ersheng turned around and showed the handful of hair left on the back of his head to the group of little girls staring at his bald head. It seems that many people want to see themselves become monks

"Oh, you shaved your head" Song Xiaonan's tone was disappointed, Uncle Jiu's family is so poor, it's normal to send a child out of the house, it's all played like this on TV.

was interrupted like this, the atmosphere in the room was much better, and Meng Fei pulled up Song Yizheng, "Twenty-eight yuan, it's really a lot, you must have forgotten it after changing the whole money, right?" Why don't you have a good memory of 3,000? ”

Song Yizheng turned his head stiffly like a marionette, looked at Song Ersheng, and his eyes gradually became bright, and then as if he was burned, he turned his gaze away.

Song Ersheng turned around and went to his parents' house. She knew where her mother hid her money. Twenty-eight pieces were turned out, and three cents were found from under the pit quilt, wrapped in tissue paper, and then returned to the east house.

"That's it, I've been pressing under the pit, you smell it, a smoky smell, haha, don't dislike it" Song Ersheng threw it to Meng Zhe.

When Meng Zhe smelled it, it was indeed a smoky smell. I took some away with a little disgust, and then leaned over again, opened it and looked, and sure enough, it was twenty-eight yuan and three cents. He glanced at Song Ersheng with hesitation, looked at Song Yizheng again, put the money in his trouser pocket and said, "I haven't found the account book yet, if you can't find it, you can write another copy, you can't let the classmates not be praised, right?" ”

Song Yizheng hummed. Song Ersheng always stood at the door and did not approach Song Yizheng. Until this group of little girls left, Song Yizheng walked at the end, looked back, Song Ersheng put his two hands on the top of his head, and smiled and compared a big heart, sister, I love you~~~~ No matter what happens, I love you~~~~

Rubbing his eyes, Song Yizheng turned his head and left.

Song Ersheng put down his arm, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. If the family's economic situation does not improve, her family will fall into the quagmire!!

Although I was very worried about what kind of suspicion and criticism my sister would face when she returned to school, the money made up for it, and the worst result was that my sister was removed from her position as a class cadre. But it's better than the reputation of thieves like self-theft, as long as the money is fine, the teacher won't be too harsh on my sister