Wen Hao sat at the table and listened to Zhao Jingxiang's chatter while eating porridge, Wen Hao was wondering if he would ask Zhao Jingxiang for some money.

"Hurry up and eat, or you'll be late for school." Zhao Jingxiang looked at Wen Hao's unyielding appearance, not only a little angry.

"By the way, when will my sister's new song be staged?" Wen Hao asked.

"It's almost there, the owner of the Santa Ana Ballroom liked it when he heard it, and he also sealed a big red envelope for me to perform on the weekend of this week." As soon as she said this, Zhao Jingxiang immediately became happy.

"Is that my credit to me?" Wen Hao said with a flattering smile.

"Of course, the credit is all yours, didn't you make such a good tune that you could make the owner of the Santa Ana Ballroom give a big red envelope? At least now not only do I not have to worry about living tuition, but I also have extra money, I have saved it, waiting for you to marry a wife. Zhao Jingxiang held her chin in her hand, looking forward to the future.

"It's too early to marry a wife, sister, you should also make a few more clothes for yourself, it's best to buy some good cosmetics, don't treat yourself badly. Anyway, I'm afraid I won't have any money. Wen Hao knew that Zhao Jingxiang was a miser, and he had to save up some spare money.

"By the way, my sister's family has money, so you can give me some more pocket money." Wen Hao said with a cheeky face that the people who were dozens of years old before and after the second generation together also asked for pocket money from their families, and it was a shame to say that the truth was true. But Zhou Yuying didn't have any money in her hands, so she didn't want to buy her some food, so she wouldn't starve to death.

"What do you want money for?" Zhao Jingxiang was a little wary when he heard it, he was afraid that Wen Hao would spend all his time outside after he was rich and not go to school well. As long as Wen Hao uses it for studying, she is not distressed at all, even if she wants to eat well and wear good clothes, she is not distressed.

"I want to learn a musical instrument, I want to buy a guitar and learn to play." Wen Hao had already thought about it. "Do you know how to play?" Zhao Jingxiang asked and was thinking at the same time, Wen Hao had never heard of anyone who liked musical instruments before, but he was quite good at composing lyrics and music. If he has some talent in music, he should not be allowed to develop in this area.

"Well, I learned with an American when I was fine." Wen Hao said blindly.

"The Americans you know from there." Zhao Jingxiang was a little strange.

"I once saw an American playing on the Bund, I liked it very much, and asked him if he could teach me, and he agreed to teach me to learn for more than ten days. Wen Hao thought that Zhao Jingxiang just didn't believe it, and wanted to find someone to verify it, so it was impossible to go to the United States. I don't even know the name, look where you look for it. Wen Hao found that his level of lying was getting higher and higher.

"It's cheap 20-30 yuan, it's expensive for a few hundred" Wen Hao didn't know either, he also knew that Zhao Jingxiang didn't know, so he said nonsense.

"It's so expensive." Zhao Jingxiang couldn't help but exclaim.

"It seems that the cheapest 10 is faster," Wen Hao said busily.

Zhao Jingxiang thought for a long time, gritted her teeth and said, "Then you buy the cheapest one first, learn first, and I will buy you a good one if you learn well, but you don't spend money halfway." Then he turned and went into the room.

Wen Hao didn't expect Zhao Jingxiang to agree so quickly, it seems that the red envelope given by the owner of the dance hall is not small. In addition, Zhao Jingxiang also likes Wen Hao's achievements in music. She didn't know that Wen Hao could sing well, but he didn't know anything about lyrics and music.

After a while, Zhao Jingxiang was holding a handkerchief and wrapping more than ten pieces of ocean, Wen Hao looked at Zhao Jingxiang's simple dress and the appearance in the dance hall were completely different, but now she looks more cordial and warm.

Wen Hao thought about getting along with Zhao Jingxiang for a period of time, and her care and love for herself. It's a bit nagging, but it's all for his good.

Such money is nothing in Wen Hao's eyes, but it is a lot of money in Zhao Jingxiang, she has never spent so much money on herself, but as long as Wen Hao says that he is studying, as long as he does not spend money indiscriminately, Zhao Jingxiang will always be willing.

Wen Hao felt that his eyes were a little moist, although they were not brothers and sisters, but this kind of relationship was far beyond the feelings between sisters and brothers.

"Sister, you're so nice." Wen Hao couldn't help but say what was in his heart. It's simple, but it's from the heart.

"It's good for the dead guy to give you money, and if you don't give you money that day, you're not a good sister." Zhao Jingxiang pointed to Wen Hao's head when she heard this.

Wen Hao looked at himself and took Zhao Jingxiang to give him the money, and said that his sister is so good, even if it is true, no one will believe it if he sees it. It seems that I really can't express my feelings. This expression is very amorous.

"Sister, why do you think so, you will always be my good sister." When Wen Hao thought about saying this kind of thing at this time, it was inevitable that Zhao Jingxiang would think crookedly. I like money more than Zhao Jingxiang.

Wen Hao quickly finished eating and told Zhao Jingxiang that he would run away when he went to school.

"This little guy took the money and ran away, but my sister still doesn't have any money." Zhao Jingxiang muttered in the back......

At this time, it has entered the middle of September, there is a little bit of autumn, and the climate at this time is still attractive, compared to the hot summer, whether it is walking on the road or lying at home, it makes people feel very comfortable.

Xujiahui in the old Shanghai belongs to the jurisdiction of the Chinese realm, not as prosperous as the concession, only in the new China period, when the construction of Shanghai, Xujiahui slowly changed its appearance.

Wen Hao bought something for Zhou Yuying, thinking that this apprentice had taken it badly, not only would he not be able to reap the benefits, but he would have to paste it upside down, and he would have to be cheeky and ask for money in the morning.

Wen Hao really regretted it, but he couldn't ignore her, in case of starvation to death, it would be a human life after all, and it would be even worse if he ran out and was touched by the Japanese.

Speaking of which, it's not that Wen Hao wants to accept it, but what if she doesn't accept it, let her fend for herself? It seems that Wen Hao feels that he has become kind.

Wen Hao came to the place where Zhou Yuying lived, it was a small courtyard yard, which was originally all Zhou Yuying's house, and later some houses were rented out, leaving an empty room that was not rented out, and Zhou Yuying lived there.

Wen Hao is not the first time to come, he came to Zhou Yuying's door with a familiar car, and when he pushed the door in, he heard someone talking inside, so easy to use or arguing about something.

Wen Hao hurriedly stopped when he heard this, he listened carefully to Zhou Yuying's voice and a man's voice, I don't know who it was.

Wen Hao thought to himself that the Japanese had found out, but after thinking about it, it seemed to be a man's voice, if the Japanese came, they wouldn't have just one person.

Wen Hao thought if he wasn't Japanese, who would it be? He specially told Zhou Yuying to pay attention not to let strangers know her residence easily. She also said that no one else knew where she lived.

Who could be the man inside, could it be her boyfriend? Hao thought to himself that this possibility was more likely. A woman in love still trusts her boyfriend more. But often the person who betrays himself may be his own confidant.