Coming to this bustling city, the women Sun Qian met were all arrogant except for the shy sister. Only the shy sister Fan Sisi let Sun Qian find the feeling when he was in the mountains.

It is as light and dusty as the spring water flowing on the mountain, and it is not contaminated with the turbid atmosphere of the city. It's like a simple little girl from the countryside I met when I was a teenager. Although he had the idea of marrying such a daughter-in-law and returning to the village to build a two-story small western-style house after completing the tasks assigned by the Luo family, for Fan Sisi, Sun Qian was more of an elder brother's love for his younger sister.

"Teacher Liu, do you have the address of Fan Sisi's house?" Thinking that Fan Sisi didn't come to class, Sun Qian asked eagerly.

"It's in the record, I'll take a look." Liu Siyan said and glanced at the student's record, and said: "At No. 56 Songfeng Street, Songfeng Street, I remember that it is a slum!" ”

"I see, thank you, Mr. Liu." After getting the address of the shy sister Fan Sisi's house, Sun Qian thanked him and left Liu Siyan's office.

Looking at Sun Qian's anxious appearance, Liu Siyan's face was slightly angry, and he muttered to himself: "It doesn't matter if you say it's okay, but you're in such a hurry." After speaking, Liu Siyan felt that he seemed to be a little jealous, so he hurriedly reached out and slapped his head, and scolded: "What do I think about who he likes and who does it have anything to do with me, that pervert, as long as he is a beauty, he will have ideas!" ”

Sun Qian, who left Liu Siyan's office, didn't know what Liu Siyan was thinking.

After arriving at the garage, Sun Qian drove to Fan Sisi's house towards the address he got from Liu Siyan.

The car drove to Songfeng Street, and Sun Qian looked at the whole street with a sad face. Originally, I still suspected that Liu Siyan was talking about the slum, after all, Viking City is the capital of China, even if it is a slum, it will not be too dirty! But when he came to Songfeng Street, Sun Qian thoroughly understood the so-called slum.

The whole street is full of potholes, garbage is piled up everywhere, and the ground is dirty. If you wear white shoes and walk less than ten meters, it is estimated that the shoes will be dirty. The key is that the car is not easy to pass, so Sun Qian had to get out of the car and walk towards No. 56. Not only does the street not look like the street, but there are also many walls with traces of pushing, and there is dust everywhere.

There are hardly any people in sight on the whole street, and there is even a lot of garbage piled up on the street, emitting a foul smell. After dozens of meters of garbage, Sun Qian saw a more decent restaurant, several teenagers with dyed yellow hair were squatting on the side and smoking, each holding a wine bottle in their hands, seeing Sun Qian coming, a few teenagers squatting on the ground glanced at Sun Qian unfriendly, and said in a slightly ruffian voice: "Dude, the clothes on your body are not cheap!" ”

"It's okay, it's only tens of thousands." Sun Qian said with a smile.

Hearing Sun Qian say that his clothes were tens of thousands of yuan, the eyes of several teenagers lit up, and they quickly got up from the ground, surrounded Sun Qian, and said with a smile: "Dude, brothers are relatively tight, can you give some money to spend?" ”

"Robbery?" Looking at these teenagers who were at most fifteen or sixteen years old, Sun Qian said with a smile.

"How is it robbery? It's just that I'm a little tight on money, so I borrowed some money to spend it, and I didn't pay you back. The only teenager who didn't dye his hair said with a smile. He also kept passing his eyes to a few brothers, and the young man who accepted the look seemed to understand, approached Sun Qian, and stretched out his hand to try to stop Sun Qian.