Women naturally love to go shopping, whether they are young or old, rich or poor.

Zhao Xiaozhao is a bit of an ota, but she is also very happy to be able to go out shopping occasionally.

Walking into a stationery store, picking out pen and ink and a copy of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, and buying some inferior rice paper, Zhao Xiaozhao planned to leave, when she walked out of the door, she saw a stack of colored paper, and ghostly bought a small stack.

When she ran out of the store, she saw a middle-aged aunt and beckoned her to stop her.

Zhao Xiaozhao looked at it, the aunt was a little plump, with big wavy curly hair, gold earrings on her earlobes, jade bracelets on her wrists, a loose sweater, black tight leather pants, and a pair of black leather shoes, the whole person looked very fashionable and beautiful.

This person is Luo Jianlan's card friend, Fan Wenqing.

"Aunt Fan, what's the matter?"

"Xiao Zhao! Come here, Auntie has a problem for you. Fan Wenqing smiled and touched Zhao Xiaozhao's head.

"What's the problem?" Zhao Xiaozhao was a little puzzled, what did such a big family have to do with her as a little girl.

"I heard my little niece Qingqing say, you sing very well, and your memory is good, you can sing the theme song of "Huanzhu Gege" word for word, there is just a singing competition in Auntie's unit, you want to sing this song, you sing it to Auntie, and then give Auntie a copy of the lyrics, okay?" Fan Wenqing was embarrassed to say this, and then thought of something, and hurriedly said, "If you can't write completely, then you can say it sentence by sentence, and Auntie will write it sentence by sentence." ”

It turned out to be such a trivial matter, and Zhao Xiaozhao readily agreed.

"Auntie, I can write a lot of words now, and I know all the lyrics of this theme song, you see, where is it convenient to write?"

"Oh, oh, look at my carelessness, just write it in this book." Fan Wenqing hurriedly took out a notepad and a ballpoint pen from his bag.

"Auntie, it's a little cooler over there, let's go sit over there for a while." Zhao Xiaozhao pointed to a hundred-year-old camphor tree and said.

This camphor tree, which is so old and stout, is protected by iron railings by the street committee, and because of its dense foliage, on days when the sun is fierce, there is always a group of people carrying stools and chairs to sit underneath and chat and enjoy the coolness.

Zhao Xiaozhao found a vacant space, spread a newspaper and sat on the ground, she took off the ballpoint pen pen cover, and silently wrote "When", this song is tired of listening to Zhao Xiaozhao's ears, but now it is so hot that you don't want it.

Soon, Zhao Xiaozhao finished writing a song silently, and Fan Wenqing picked it up and looked at it, which was obviously a little unexpected.

Children's handwriting is inevitably crooked, but Zhao Xiaozhao's handwriting is clear and clean, not at all like the dirty and messy of beginners.

Fan Wenqing couldn't help but glance at Zhao Xiaozhao again.

This child looks delicate and cute, but not like the sloppiness of ordinary children, dressed neatly, speaks clearly, and is very polite, which makes people feel a little fond of it.

Zhao Xiaozhao couldn't wait for Fan Wenqing's reply for a long time, so she raised her head, just in time to see Fan Wenqing's eyes, she frowned and asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?" Is it not well written? ”

Fan Wenqing retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao's writing is very good, the handwriting is correct, and there are no typos, which surprised Auntie!" ”

Zhao Xiaozhao smiled, she was not modest, she was really modest, as a person who graduated from high school and has stepped into the threshold of college, it is really not modest to write a few words.

"Xiao Zhao, are you free at night? If you don't come to our house for dinner and have a good meal, you can go to record a song with Brother Minglan, and your mother will play mahjong with us, do you think it's okay? Fan Wenqing warmly invited.

Minglan!

Zhao Xiaozhao lost his mind for a moment when he heard this name!

She has lived for 20 years, although she has never been in love, she is also in love for the first time, and secretly likes people.

This Bai Minglan is the person she once admired, and even now when she thinks about it, it can make her heart pound.

Bai Minglan was born very well, his face was as white as jade, his eyebrows seemed to be faintly bright, he had excellent grades, and he was good at musical instruments, especially when he played the piano with one hand, he was simply fascinated. He has a good temper and takes good care of her little sister, and every time she goes to the Bai family with her mother, she always gets a small gift from him, occasionally a little rabbit made of plasticine; Occasionally, it was a small stone that he picked up on the road and was polished by him to a slippery one; Occasionally, a sticker, a leaf, a petal.

He's the kind of person who seems to have zài in a novel, perfect and very interesting, as a precocious little girl, he can't resist the charm of this young man.

She used to be deeply involved in it, that is, when she returned to her hometown, she also called to greet her in the first year, but the other party's voice was too cold, probably because she had forgotten about her, and she never called again.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, why are you here?"

Zhao Xiaozhao was woken up by Fan Wenqing's call, she hurriedly said, "Auntie, I won't come to eat, my dad has bought a lot of vegetables, I can't eat them today, and they will be bad tomorrow, otherwise, let's have a good meal and come to Auntie's house to record a song, okay?" ”

Fan Wenqing nodded and said, "That's okay, I'll wait at home that night, you have to drag your mother over for me." ”

Zhao Xiaozhao smiled at Fan Wenqing: "Auntie, I know, you can rest assured that I will do something!" ”

Then the two broke up, and Zhao Xiaozhao threw Bai Minglan out of his mind, went to the musical instrument store to choose a bamboo flute, and then slowly walked home.

Zhao Xiaozhao took the little money left, a little distressed, she had no concept of making money in her previous life, she had always saved, her parents gave money, and she always had a balance as living expenses, so she didn't think about money, and now she has a little plan for her life, and she has to pay attention to the problem of "money".

When the time comes, there will be no paper and no ink, but what should I do?

Forget it, don't think about it yet, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge!

After Zhao Xiaozhao arrived home, he began to fiddle with the bunch of things he bought with great interest. She picked up the colored paper she had bought on the spot, was silent for a moment, and then began to fold the paper crane.

I don't know what happened to the kid who was bitten by her, what happened at home after not coming to school for so long.

At this time, Wu Yu appeared in a small office with a blue nose and swollen face, and he stood upright in front of a man.

With a cold look on his face and cold eyes, he jerked his bag on the man's desk, and with a hard push, he poured out stacks of neatly bundled hundred-dollar bills.

The man was about 40 years old, and when he saw Wu Yu pouring out a pile of money, he took a cursory look at it, and he knew that the money was estimated to be no less than 100,000, and the look on his face was strange, on the one hand, he was trying to suppress the ecstasy, and on the other hand, he had to pretend to be worried and nervous, could it not be weird?

"Little Ancestor, how is this going on?"

Wu Yu looked at the man coldly, and his thin lips slowly opened: "Let this man and my mother forcibly divorce, I don't care what means you do, I want to see the divorce certificate before it gets dark today!" As for my custody, it's under my mother's. Remember to bring our household registration to Shanghai, and we can't have the slightest involvement with that man. ”

"If you do these things, the money will be yours." Wu Yu's eyes flashed coldly.

"Okay, little ancestor, your business is my business, I will definitely help you do it quickly!" The man bent over Wu Yu vigorously and sent Wu Yu out of the door respectfully.

When Wu Yu left, he scolded in his mouth: "This ghost grandson, he is really rich!" Then he picked up the landline and broadcast a series of phone calls: "Mr. Luo, there is something to trouble you......"

As the sun sets, the tired birds return to their nests, and people who go out to work gather around the table to enjoy the most restful meal of the day.

Wu Yu carried a broken schoolbag, his hands in his trouser pockets, and wandered the street with heavy steps, the cars coming and going turned on the headlights because it was dark, the orange light swept over his body from time to time, and his wolf face also loomed in the light.

He walked and walked, like a calf buried in his head and tireless......

Suddenly, a familiar voice drifted into his ears like a breeze, and he stopped to listen.

"When there is no water chestnut on the mountain peak, when the ......" The childish song sounded softly like the wind chimes on the corridor blown by the summer wind, taking away the black haze in his heart.

"Zhao Xiaozhao-Zhao Xiaozhao-Zhao Xiaozhao-!"

He shouted loudly to the little girl with a bright smile surrounded by her parents under the street lamp, and he wanted to tell the world loudly that his beloved girl was named Zhao Xiaozhao!

When Zhao Xiaozhao heard this familiar name, he immediately knew that it was the boy who came back.

"Mom and Dad, wait for me for a while, I'll send something to my classmate." Zhao Xiaozhao explained to his parents and ran back to the house.

After a while, Zhao Xiaozhao took out a transparent glass bottle filled with colorful paper cranes and came out, and she trotted a few steps and stopped in front of Wu Yu.

The street lamp just puts the two children in different worlds, one is light and the other is dark, and the dividing line between the two opposite feet is the dividing line.

"Wu Yu, why haven't you come to class for so long?" Zhao Xiaozhao looked at Wu Yu, who was looking down in the dark and couldn't see the description clearly.

"There's something going on at home." Wu Yu hadn't drunk water for a long time, and his throat was a little dry and hoarse.

"Oh, that's it, oh, this is a gift from you, I'm really sorry for biting you last time." Zhao Xiaozhao didn't care too much about his voice, in her words, they didn't know each other, why did he care so much!

Wu Yu stretched out his hand to take it, and then handed over an orange-yellow orange and put it in Zhao Xiaozhao's palm, he said, "Return the gift!" ”

Zhao Xiaozhao was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, the oranges in this season are still green-skinned, how can there be such attractive oranges, but the thought was just a flash, because there were important things to do at night, so she didn't say much, clenched the oranges, waved her hand to Wu Yu and said, "I still have something to do later, so I won't say more, see you tomorrow!" ”

Wu Yu watched Zhao Xiaozhao happily jump to his parents under the street lamp like a rabbit, disappearing into the distance without looking back, he stepped over the dividing line and walked into the light that belonged to Zhao Xiaozhao.

"See you tomorrow, Zhao Xiaozhao."