108 Hundred Dollar Bill

You ask, in broad daylight, it is now the seventies, and petty theft has not yet reached the level of rampant in later generations, why is the door of Ye Yong's house locked?

Oh, because it's so hot. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoThe sun shines in the sky.

The summer in the north is different from the summer in the south, and even if the summer in the south is hot, at least the people still have the wind, and the wind comes from the sea.

Summer in the north is different, let alone summer in the inland hinterland of Z City. In summer, it is completely sweltering, the leaves will be scorched, there is not a trace of wind in the air, it is dry and hot, and the heart wants to die.

In such weather, it is better to close the door to be happy.

Moreover, Ye Yong discovered a very remarkable thing, that is, since the third uncle came back, the house seemed to be much cooler. Sometimes he thinks that the third uncle is a pile of ice cubes that can walk. ( ̄ ̄)

Ye Yong shook the pu fan in his hand and stood up from the chair with a plop, the sound was loud.

Ye Qingyu opened his eyes slightly, and glanced at him casually, and invisibly Ye Yong came to pressure again.

"Third uncle, I didn't mean to, I'm not frizzy anymore!" Ye Yong, who took the initiative to admit his mistake, walked lightly to the back of the door, opened the door, and a stream of heat rolled in from outside the door in an instant.

"Ye Yong, it's been knocking for a long time, why are you driving so slowly! I'm dying of heat! Li Jingshen squeezed in through the crack in the door, used one hand as a fan, and diligently fanned the handsome face.

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When he bumped into the deep eyes of the beautiful, cold and elegant man in the hall, this, isn't this the third uncle of Xiao Yong's family? That cold third uncle, he was most afraid of him when he was a child~~~

"Three, the third uncle is good."

"Hmm." Ye Qingyu answered and closed her eyes again.

Li Jingshen squeezed his eyebrows at Ye Yong, Ye Yong understood, and the two walked to the door together.

"Ye Yong's third uncle is back, should we go and greet him, Ah Jing?" Li Jinghua looked at them with clear eyes and asked softly.

Li Jingshen: "No, I greeted you just now." ā€

Ye Yong was stunned on the spot, and the pu fan stopped in place: "Sister Jinghua......"

The embarrassment that flashed on Li Jinghua's face was caught by Ye Yong, and Ye Yong hurriedly changed his words: "Jinghua." ā€

"Xiao Yong, long time no see." Li Jinghua smiled warmly.

Li Jingshen simply snatched the pu fan in Ye Yong's hand and fanned it vigorously: "What are you two talking about?" Hey, Xiaoyong, why did your third uncle come back? ā€

"My third uncle is on vacation, come back and stay for a few days." Ye Yong cautiously looked inside the door, and whispered to Li Jingshen and Li Jinghua: "My legs are about to break these days, my third uncle has to pull me to run with me every morning, I'm almost tired!" ā€

"Are you sure it's not piggybacking on you?" Li Jingshen was very polite: "Xiao Yong, it's time for you to lose weight!" ā€

Still not a good brother anymore!

Li Jinghua smiled: "Third Uncle Ye has always been the glory of our compound. He must have a reason for doing so. ā€

Ye Yong's words that Xiao Yao ran faster than me instantly swallowed in shame in his stomach.

"Aren't we going to find Lu Xiaoyao?" Li Jinghua said again, with expectation in his eyes. Recently, her cousin has always told Lu Xiaoyao in front of her, saying how good she is, everyone has a love for beauty, and she wants to go and see it. But when he heard that his cousin had upset others, Li Jinghua thought that as a cousin, he should apologize for his cousin's naughtiness.

"Yes, is Lu Xiaoyao here?" Li Jingshen took a few steps forward, looked at the small bungalow, and probed his brain. Since the last time An Yao said that, Li Jingshen has been sad at home for several days, but he still can't help but want to go and see her.

"Xiao Yao, she's not here." Ye Yong sighed slightly, Xiao Yao has a lot of things, sometimes he can't help but wonder, is he just a fool? (Why does Ren Xiaoyao know how to cook, make popsicles, make cakes, read and be beautiful, why doesn't he know anything?) )

Li Jingshen's handsome face couldn't hide his disappointment, and his long eyelashes drooped, leaving a shadow on his eyelids: "She, go grocery shopping again?" "It's noon, it's so diligent and so deadly, the sun is so poisonous, I don't know if she will be uncomfortable with the sun. Li Jingshen's heart tightened unconsciously.

Plus a little more, Xiao Yao will also buy vegetables. Ye Yong shook his head: "Ah Jing, have you forgotten?" Xiao Yao's family opened a cake shop. She and Xiaocheng went to the store every week to watch. ā€

"yes, I actually forgot!" Li Jingshen patted his head, so fast that Li Jinghua didn't have time to stop his self-violent behavior.

Li Jingshen reflexively touched and touched from his pants, took out a 5 yuan, 1 yuan, and 5 cents, and raised his eyebrows happily: "Xiao Yong, cousin, go, I'll invite you two to eat popsicles and cakes!" ā€

Ye Yong suddenly remembered the melted popsicles that Li Jingshen brought back last time, as well as the cake given by Xiao Yao, and swallowed his saliva: "Alas, yes, hurry up, if you don't leave, you will be sold out!" ā€

Such delicious things, everyone must rush to buy them.

(Ye Yong, you think too much.) The "sweet hut" in the mouth of the people is a capitalist and exploitative class, which will bankrupt your family in a minute. )

Li Jinghua, who was confused on the side: Grocery shopping + popsicles + cakes = Lu Xiaoyao? She hasn't been shopping for groceries since she was a child, and buying groceries has always been her mother's business!

Cake? …… Is it the cake she has eaten once, and it is delicious?

Popsicles? …… Lu Xiaoyao's family sells popsicles? It's what Ah Jing said last time, the popsicle with chocolate hidden in it???

"Ah Jing, Jing Hua, you wait, I'll go in and talk to my third uncle."

Ye Yong entered the room, his hands on his trouser legs, standing straight, and he didn't know how to speak.

Ye Qingyu opened her eyes, and her indifferent voice was low: "Xiao Yong, what's the matter?" ā€

"Third uncle, you're awake!"

Ye Qingyu: When did he sleep? … (āŠ™ļ¼æāŠ™ļ¼› )…

"Third uncle, Ah Jing and Sister Jing Hua and I want to go to the cake shop opened by Xiao Yao's house to eat popsicles!"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Lu Anyao opened a store? ā€

I always feel that the third uncle didn't grasp the key to the matter...... Ye Yong was stunned: "Hmm." In the glorious street. ā€

"Take it." Ye Qingyu had an extra red banknote in his hand: "Friendship is friendship, money is money, yard by yard." Don't take advantage of your neighbors. ā€

"Uh-huh! Thank you, Uncle San! "A hundred-dollar bill is a hundred-dollar bill......!!!!!!" Third uncle, Xiao Yao's popsicles are delicious! I heard Ah Jing say that there are all kinds of flavors, milk, chocolate, orange, mung bean, pineapple...... Do you want me to bring you one? ā€

Obviously, Ah Jing only said the taste once, but Ye Yong memorized it so clearly, that's right, this one specially memorized.

Ye Qingyu: "If it won't melt." ā€

Ye Yong, whose brain has not yet circuited: "What does the third uncle want?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Don't be too sweet. (To be continued.) )