Singing, work-study, you can't see this? Li Mantun bowed in a proper manner and asked, "Classmate Shi Yingying, take care of the business and order a song?" It's only five yuan and two glasses of orange juice. ”

Shi Yingying didn't answer the question of whether to order a song or not, and asked, "What about Zhang Qiusheng and Sun Buwu?" Aren't you always together? ”

Oh, Zhang Qiusheng, boxing there. Originally, it was going to set up a stall, but after thinking about it, it was better to save costs. To do boxing, just pick a few bricks and pebbles.

Shi Yingying looked diagonally opposite, and there were indeed a bunch of people around. Shaking his head, these classmates in Qilin City have problems and can't talk to ordinary people. He asked again: "What about Sun Buwu?" ”

Oh, Sun Buwu, you see, there. Li Mantun said: "What are you doing? In the kneading of the dough man. It doesn't cost anything. Sell it and make money. If you can't sell it, you can use it as a meal to save money. Hey, do you want to order songs? Time is money now, and we can't let you delay it. ”

Sun Buwu still pinched noodles? Shi Yingying was curious. Ignoring Li Mantun's verbosity, he left his seat and walked to the position pointed to Li Mantun.

Sun Buwu is kneading noodles. But he doesn't sell, or the way he buys is different. Next to him there was a large plank, on which a large circle was drawn, divided into twelve equal parts, with a thimble in the center, and on the thimble lay a rod horizontally, and at one end of the rod hung a pointer. The customer can toggle the crossbar, the crossbar will rotate, and the crossbar will stop on which dividing line it will be given to the noodle according to the regulations.

The noodle man is the zodiac sign. The highest prize is all 12 zodiac signs, and the lowest prize is a zodiac sign, and if you fall into a space, there is nothing. The problem is that the space is much larger than the dividing line, and with one dollar turn, most people get nothing.

One yuan, most people don't take it seriously, just for fun. So there are a lot of people who spend money to transfer. Besides, Sun Buwu's noodle is indeed good, it is simply beautiful.

Shi Yingying spent ten yuan and transferred it ten times, but she didn't get anything. Shi Yingying was so angry that she stomped her feet and said to Sun Buwu: "You lie to people, you gang are specialized in deceiving people!" ”

How did I deceive someone? The rules are clearly here, and I didn't pull you around, Sun Buwu was too lazy to talk to Shi Yingying: "Go, go to the side to play, don't make us poor people happy." ”

Are you still poor? If you are poor, there will be no rich people in the world! Shi Yingying knew that Sun Buwu and these people didn't beat girls, so she dared to quarrel with him. Actually, Shi Yingying is a dragon, and she wants a face dragon. Sun Buwu's noodle dragon is so beautiful, she likes it.

Shi Yingying spent another ten yuan, and finally transferred to a little rabbit and found Sun Buwu to exchange for a dragon. Shi Yingying didn't care about money, bought a noodle dragon for 20 yuan, and happily went to see Zhang Qiusheng boxing and performing.

Zhang Qiusheng drew a circle on the ground with chalk, which can be regarded as a field for him to play boxing and perform his arts. The upper body is shirtless, the lower body is a pair of jeans, a red cloth belt is tied around the waist, and under the feet are a pair of white sneakers that are not white and gray.

This outfit is a bit nondescript, the lower body should be bloomers or Burmese crotch pants, and the shoes should also be cloth shoes. Knowing that this business would not last long, Zhang Qiusheng was reluctant to spend money on the business.

Zhang Qiusheng clasped his hands into fists and saluted around, his mouth was not idle: "Liang Lin's fathers and fellow villagers, old and young masters, grandparents, uncles and aunts, young students, friends!" Hello, I, Zhang San, salute you, I wish your whole family a happy holiday, I wish you happiness, I wish the elderly of your family good health, and I wish your children to be smart and beautiful-"

Shi Yingying's classmate said: "Where did this person come from so much nonsense, wow, endlessly." ”

Zhang Qiusheng patted his chest, thighs, and feet while talking. Sometimes clenching fists, sometimes pulling a showcase. Shi Yingying looked funny and said, "Have you ever heard a common saying? The handle of the flyover is only said to be not practiced. ”

My surname is Zhang, the third in the family, thanks to the love of friends in the rivers and lakes, call me Zhang Laosan. I am the first time I came to your land and borrowed such a corner. What are you borrowing such a corner for?

The eldest brother said, you are here to sell dog skin plasters. No, I don't sell dog skin plasters. Then someone said again, you sell Dianabol. No, I don't sell Dianabol. Later, someone will find out that I sell Dianabol, so I will climb around this scene backwards. The sister-in-law asked again, you sell rat medicine! I have rat medicine at home, but I keep it for myself and am reluctant to sell it.

How can anyone have rat medicine at home ready to eat for themselves? The audience laughed good-natured at Zhang Qiusheng's nonsense.

Zhang Qiusheng hugged his fists again, then everyone is going to ask, you talk nonsense, and the flyover style is only said not to practice. Honestly, what are you selling! I don't sell anything, I just borrow your treasure to play a set of boxing and practice martial arts. made a fool of himself in front of Liang Lin's father and fellow villagers.

As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and your friends outside. My boxing is good, please help you if you have money! If you don't have any money, please help out with the field, give a round of applause, and chirp a few times. I bow to you, I thank you!

The eldest brother said, I have little money on me, only ten yuan and eight cents, I can't take it, I'm afraid of your jokes. This big brother is too worried, I am not too little, ten dollars and eight dollars are not too much. If you give a hundred or eighty, I will bow to you.

"If you give two hundred or three hundred." Zhang Qiusheng slapped his chest loudly, snapped it down, and then said: "You are a good person, a good person, you are rich and long-lived, you are promoted and rich, you can pick up money when you walk——"

Shi Yingying's classmate smiled and said, "Yingying, your classmate hasn't punched a single punch or sold a single pill so far. ”

Shi Yingying smiled and bent over. Pulled the two classmates to turn around and leave, didn't look at it, and found out that it was not good for Zhang Qiusheng. Two hundred or three hundred is not too much, so how can he give him a lot of money? I'm sorry if I give less, and I'm sorry if I give more.

After walking less than twenty meters, I found a group of people arguing. To be precise, it is two middle-aged people who want to set up a stall. The gentleman who set up the stall did not move his hands: "People always have to die." When someone in your family dies, you can't just let it rot, can you? Therefore, someone has to collect the body. The meaning of my work is very serious, how can you hit someone? ”

These words made the two middle-aged people even more angry and wanted to fight. Shi Yingying saw a cardboard advertisement on the ground: "Gao Taoist funeral one-stop service: mortuary, change clothes, beautify the deceased, recite the head sutra, exceed, worship, water, run in all directions, find the dragon point, make the head 72737, contact the funeral home." Excellent service, first-class reputation, welcome the majority of bereaved families to come to inquire. ”

Two middle-aged men chased after the person setting up the stall. And the people who set up the stalls just avoided it, but they didn't fight back. Although he didn't fight back, he was more angry than fighting back, and he didn't stop for a while: "Hey, these two uncles, don't beat people." Buying and selling isn't righteous, is it?

It's a big deal that your family is dead, what's that, don't look for me. Actually, when a person dies, he should be burned and buried in time. It's still a trivial matter to put it there, the key is that it smells, there are maggots, and the corpse insects are very poisonous and pollute the environment. ”

Two middle-aged men went crazy, one of them stomped on the billboard, and the other chased the stall setter desperately. What makes this man even more mad is that he can't beat the person who sets up the stall, and he is often easily dodged when there is no room for it.

The people next to me were talking. Some people say, this young man should be beaten, how can he talk like this! Another person retorted that it was two middle-aged people who scolded him first. People are setting up stalls here, but if they don't recruit them, why should they scold them?

Shi Yingying doesn't like to watch fights. If it's like Li Mantun's toad skills, it's worth looking at. Like these two pus, they can't beat people, so there's nothing to look at.

Shi Yingying pulled the two classmates forward. A fortune teller at a roadside stall caught their attention. The fortune teller was dressed very strangely, with a ponytail but an old felt hat, three locks of sparse mouse whiskers, and a pair of brown sunglasses on his face. He wore a navy blue tunic, but underneath it was a pair of dirty jeans and two tiled cloth shoes on his feet.

The fortune teller had a large white cloth spread out in front of him. Draw a Tai Chi at the top of the white cloth and a gossip at the bottom. In the middle, many business scopes were written, the most important of which were asking officials, money, marriage, good fortune, and guiding the maze of life.

The fortune teller is doing a business. The man who asked him to tell his fortune was a man in his thirties. The fortune teller is opening his mouth: "When the time comes, the fate is also passed, and the march runs on the horse." According to your fate, the past few years have been a horse race. ”

This person was carrying a travel bag, holding a handbag in his armpits, and holding a teacup changed from a jam bottle, and his accent was not Liang Lin's local, but he looked like a salesman who had been away for a long time. With Shi Yingying's intelligence, it can be seen that those who celebrate the festival are not staying at home, but they are not lucky.

But the salesman didn't know that the fortune teller was fooling him. Sizzle——, gasped, which can be seen that it is indeed a bit of a way. The salesman asked a little nervously, "Sir, where do you see my fortune?" ”

The fortune teller asked the salesman about his birthday again, and then his thumb pinched the index and middle knuckles of the other fingers in turn, and kept going back and forth, muttering in his mouth without knowing what to say, and finally said very suspiciously: "This boss, your life is very strange." Ordinary people's lives turn every five years, but your life turns every three years. Then he looked straight at the salesman and did not speak.

What's the matter, it's good to turn around in three years, isn't it? The salesman was really scared, and asked tremblingly: "Sir, you just tell the truth, what do you say?" ”

There is nothing wrong with it, the fortune teller said, "It's the same every three years and five years." The point is, you're in the middle of a delivery now. It's hard to say at this time. If it is good, it will be prosperous and prosperous, and the wealth will be rolling. It's not good, it's not good—"

What's wrong with it, the salesman hurriedly asked: "It's not good, it's not good, that, will there be any disaster?" Seeing that the fortune teller only looked at him but did not speak, the salesman hurriedly said, "Oh, I remember, the money has not been given to you yet." How much does it cost? ”

Well, it's hard to say, the fortune teller looked at the stack of hundred-yuan bills that the salesman took out, and said incomprehensibly: "As the saying goes, gold has a price, and jade is priceless." But no matter how priceless the jade is, you can buy it with money. And can human life be bought? Can human life be measured in money?

Therefore, human life is truly priceless, and it is completely a matter of heart. To think that your life is worth something, you give a little more. What if you don't think it's worth it? Then you give less. It's all in one thought, it's all in one mind. ”