As soon as she talked about marshmallows, An Yao's whole person came to life, her eyes crooked with a smile, and she shook her head at the people around her slightly: "Brother Song, marshmallow is not an ordinary dog, it is my pet." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It is a Bichon Frise, which is precious. Don't look at it as sick now, but it's actually very cute, it was just kicked by Brother Lei just now. ”

Speaking of Brother Lei, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she remembered today's troubles and the bad things about paying protection money tomorrow.

Song Linghan couldn't notice her gaffe, and suddenly said: "Brother Lei's name is Lei Yang, alias 'Lei Laohu', they have a gang, the gang is not small, and they are the head snakes in the area of Z City. If you don't want to pay, I might be able to help you. But if you want to pay, you only lose part of the money, and if you give the money obediently, they won't embarrass you in the future. ”

In fact, this kind of collection of protection money really can't be eradicated, and the police are generally not easy to manage. As long as they don't make a big fuss, most of the time they acquiesce to it. Moreover, those who can be entrenched in the Z market must also have someone in power behind them. Song Linghan said that he might be able to help her, and he should have someone in Z City who knows and can speak.

She should have known that he was not simple.

But this kind of thing can help for a while, but it can't help for a lifetime. She is also not qualified to ask Song Linghan to help her. They are not related to each other. From the original customer to the current Brother Song, he didn't even have to be a friend anymore.

Often, the boat of friendship is overturned.

An Yao shook her head firmly and slowly: "Don't trouble Brother Song." Actually, I'm to blame for everything. ”

"It's because I'm too weak, so the rules are up to them, and I'm overwhelmed." She sighed, her eyes a little confused and distant: "I wonder, if one day I become the maker of the game, the maker of the rules, will it be easier?" ”

She looked out the window, so she didn't notice Song Linghan's shocked face and shocked eyes. The decider of the rules, it's not that I haven't thought about it before, it's just too difficult. He couldn't imagine that a thirteen-year-old girl would say such a thing, the same student status, the niece is fourteen this year, and she is still a naïve and simple, ignorant of the world, and can only grow up under his protection, and she ......

It seems to be only her. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have eaten such a good cake, wouldn't have stayed in Z City for so long, and wouldn't have changed his future plans.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself." Song Linghan was silent for a while, and as if playing a trick, he freed up a hand in front of her, and it was a delicate little object in his hand.

No woman can refuse such a small and lovely thing, at least An Yao feels that she fell in love with "it" at first sight.

When An Yao was a housemaid in her first life, she really had never seen such a delicate thing, for no other reason, she was too homely when she was young, and she usually went out once a month. Later, when she fell in love with her fiancé, her fiancé didn't give her these, after all, the fiancé's purpose at that time was not just to fall in love, but to talk about a love for the purpose of marriage. And she is already past the age of flowers, and she is embarrassed to speak.

This is a music box, a European-style piano music box, carved with flawless white jade crystal, which looks crystal clear and romantic and beautiful. Maybe every girl has a piano dream in her heart, and such a classical and gorgeous thing makes her heart flutter.

"For you." Song Linghan paused slightly: "A friend from abroad brought it to me, and no one in the family likes it, and I don't like it when I keep it as a big man." ”

When An Yao heard that he brought it back from abroad, she hurriedly shook her head and refused: "Brother Song, this is too precious, I can't ask for it, you can take it back." ”

At this time, foreign pieces are very precious! If it was brought back from abroad, it must have been made abroad! Although she may have such a music box in her space, she didn't bother to turn it over. However, there is a big difference between what others give and what you buy or have.

Song Linghan was indifferent: "Oh." ”

"Huh? Brother Song, what are you doing?! An Yao didn't care that the marshmallow was still on her lap this time, and grabbed one of Song Linghan's hands. Because the windows on both sides were a little open, he drove the car with one hand, and the piano stand in the other hand was about to be thrown out of the window, so frightened that An Yao had to hold his hand.

"Since you don't want it, then it's no fun for me to keep it." Song Linghan took advantage of the gap to look at her, and then moved his gaze back: "It's just boring to keep it." ”

How can it be boring? How could something so stylish be boring!

An Yao frowned and hurriedly persuaded: "It's glorious to be thrifty, and it's shameful to be wasted." How much does it cost, how many days do I have to sell the cake to buy it! ”

Be considerate and considerate of the hard-won work of these small farmers. (。 ﹏。 )

Song Linghan relaxed: "It's just a friend who sent it, and I can't spend money." ”

=Mouth=!

"But that's also a piece of your friend's heart!" An Yao looked at the piano music box distressedly, what a beautiful music box, no matter how he said he wanted to throw it away, the local tyrants of the seventies were not inferior to the local tyrants of the twenty-first century.

"It's good to keep your mind in mind, these physical objects are dispensable."

"But-Brother Song, this is called craftsmanship, and handicrafts are also pleasing to the eye when they are placed as vases, so you must not throw them away."

"I already have something pleasing to the eye."

"What?"

"You girls won't like it." Song Linghan has a deep meaning. The one given to him by a friend is still locked in the cabinet of his house.

"Or, Brother Song, you should have relatives, isn't it good to give it to the children of relatives?" An Yao begged bitterly.

Song Linghan's raised hand suddenly paused, his eyes full of smiles slowly cooled, and the sweet face of his niece was reflected in his mind. Relatives......

Suddenly, his hand lifted up and ————

There was a soft touch on his hand, though only for a moment. An Yao snatched the music box from his hand and hugged it tightly in her arms, her cheeks flushed with a light pink for some reason. She lowered her head and said softly: "Then give it to me, it's a pity to throw it away." ”

Song Linghan smiled with satisfaction, "It's good if you like it." ”

"Huh?" An Yao's heart was on the music box, and she didn't hear it clearly for a while.

Song Linghan: "Which school are you in?" ”

The two talked all the way, and they had been delayed for six minutes.

An Yao looked at the table below: "County No. 2 Middle School." ”

Song Linghan sped up the car, and the car quickly arrived at the door of the county No. 2 Middle School, but it was only a minute's drive, and his eyes were a little strange and stunned when he looked at her: "I didn't expect you to be a student of the county No. 2 Middle School." (To be continued.) )