The owner of the grocery store was bored and looked at little Neller, who was busy in front of the window of his shop.

Little Neller borrowed a few tables from himself and put together a large banner out of white paper that read "Rowing Storybook".

From 8 a.m., Little Neller was busy until 10 a.m. before finally setting up the venue.

The grocery store owner saw that he had finished arranging, and quieted down, paced forward, and flipped through the stacks of pamphlets on the table, page after page.

Neller didn't speak, and between the two of them, there was only the sound of page after page of the book.

The paper is good paper, the price is not cheap, although the words are handwritten, but they are also neat and good-looking, and the copying technology used, probably laser copying, is clear to themselves, and there are no ink stains.

Paper is good paper, and photocopiers and consumables are equally expensive. The boss looked at the fifty-cent price and estimated that it was not enough to cost.

I didn't read the story carefully, but after about three or four minutes, the grocery store owner put down the book and said, "Little Neller, it's not easy for you to sell it." If you look at these science fiction magazines, which one comes up directly is the text, don't they all attract attention with good-looking covers first? ”

"Uncle boss, don't you buy it." Nayler's expectant eyes became much darker. He looked at the cover of the science fiction magazine in his boss's hand, and the slightly exaggerated color cover on it was indeed very attractive.

"I ...... I can't draw......" Neller whispered.

"Haha, that's what you ask me to do." The grocery store owner was also bored, and puffed up his chest to play a dumb riddle with Naylor.

Neller looked at the grocery store owner as if you begged me before I spoke, and asked softly, "Do you know how to draw?" ”

"Huh? You think too much, I won't! The grocery store owner said sonorously, looking at Neller's stupid little face, "I won't, but that doesn't mean no one will!" Please, I'll let my precious granddaughter draw for you! ”

Neller looked pitiful with tears in his eyes, and he said, "Please! I want to sell these pamphlets, it's important to me, please, boss. ”

"Haha! No problem, wrap it up on me, I'll call her. The grocery store owner said.

When he turned back to the house, the grocery store owner saw two people in police uniforms not far away, observing his side.

This guy still treats me like a bad guy? The grocery store owner shook his head.

It is said that in recent times, there have been many bad incidents against young boys, not only of the unemployed vagrants, but also of the priests of the church.

If it weren't for the grocery store owner, but an old man who had lived on this street for decades, everyone would be familiar with him. If it weren't for the fact that he was white-skinned, it is estimated that he would have been handcuffed after talking to Neller for so long.

In the United States, there are many people who have been imprisoned and handcuffed, with the former accounting for more than one-third of all adults and the latter accounting for more than two-thirds.

You can't say that you will be imprisoned for trivial things, you must know that American prisons are profitable, and the more people who are imprisoned, the more money the wardens and prison shareholders will make. There is an indicator for the policemen and prosecutors on how many people they will arrest.

It is said that on average, six out of ten adult blacks are in prison, while the average white person is one out of every hundred.

"Hello? Is it Srose? I'm your dear grandfather! Have you been painting lately? I'm still drawing, that's great. Can you come to my shop, I have a painting assignment here, and I guess it will make Sros a lot of pocket money. I've also got your favorite Japanese sweets for you. You'll be right here, okay, grandpa is waiting for you here. The grocery store owner put down the phone and walked to the shelves, looking for the kind of sugar grains in small glass bottles.

This candy is called konpeito, and it is not only pleasing in color, but also tastes very good. The faint smell of fruit is the most popular among the little girls.

However, because the price is not low, even if the little girl likes it, the sales on weekdays are not too good.

The reason why the grocery store owner is sure that Little Naylor's pamphlet will not sell too badly is not because he thinks Little Neeler writes well, but because he believes Little Neel's father.

The paper and printers, he didn't believe were at the hands of little Neller himself. It must have been his dad who was secretly plotting it, as for why.

Perhaps, it's because of face. It is said that the son of the rich man published a book that was very unsightly, and didn't he also rank first on the New York Times bestseller list for several months.

Why is this happening, it's not because his books were bought by his father as soon as they appeared. Forced to spend money to smash the top of a best-selling list, I heard that the recent best-selling author is also running for president.

The grocery store owner felt that with the blessing of so many resources, even a dog could be president.

Srose came from the East on a bicycle.

Little Neller glanced up at her, she smiled back, and life suddenly woke up.

The grocery store owner took Sros's hand and said, "This is my granddaughter Srose, she is very good at drawing, little Neller, you can ask her to help you draw the cover." ”

“…… Be...... It's ......" said Little Nell with his head down at his toes, his voice low and his cheeks flushed.

"What are you shy, my granddaughter is not shy!" The grocery store owner said loudly.

“…… Hmm......" Naylor responded.

Srose looked at the table in front of Nayler, looked at the story on it, and said in a crisp voice, "You wrote all this?" ”

"Hmm." Neller replied with a squirming twist.

"You're amazing, raise your head and talk well, and look me in the eye. Come, open your mouth, give you candy. Srose said.

A pale green crystal of konpeis, streaked through the air, reflected the sunlight, and fell into Nayler's mouth.

The faint apple flavor is very sweet and captures Naeler's taste buds. His heart was pounding, and he looked at Srose's face against the sun, and felt that the few freckles on the wings of her nose were so naughty and cute, so sexy.

The grocery store owner smiled, hummed a little song and looked at the sky, and returned to the counter in the house. Let the two little guys outside the door toss.

"Are you stupid? Look at me this way. Srose said.

"No, it's not ......," Naylor said.

"What kind of painting do you want to paint?" Srose asked.

"I want that kind of painting that looks like a person, and I want a very handsome and handsome painting." Naylor said.

"Oh, is this machine like this? Is it exactly the same as them? Srose asked.

"Yes, it's exactly the same, it's best to look up from the angle below, so that the machine looks unusually tall, and it's best to let there be a big sun in the sky, so that the sunlight can shine on the body of the machine person."

"You know, that's a lot of requests, is there anything else? Why don't you speak? Srose asked, looking at Nick.

"You...... You don't say I'm asking for more...... I won't talk about it......" Nick said in a panic.

"What an idiot." Srose said, "Okay, I'm going to start drawing, and you can't even talk until I'm done." ”

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