Because I was going to my brother's house for dinner at night, as a little junior sister who came to the door for the first time, it was really rude to go empty-handed, so after Zhao Lan went to work, Fang Yichen went back to the house and pulled out a canvas backpack from the duffel bag that was still lying on the ground.

This is what she designed and then Fang Xiaocui sewed by hand, pure black, very ordinary but very practical. She pulled out a pair of cotton gloves from inside, sorted them out, stuffed one of them directly into the bottom of the duffel bag, and pulled out a wad of unity and a handkerchief from the other cotton glove.

She was going to go into the city today to buy some things for her sixth sister-in-law and two nephews who were older than her, so she had to get some money and tickets.

She originally counted out ten sheets of unity, but after putting them in her pocket, she thought about them again, took out five and put them back. At this time, the purchasing power of one piece of great unity is already very amazing, and it is a bit redundant to bring ten, and five should be enough.

Then she opened the handkerchief and picked out a few tickets, stuffed the rest of the money and tickets back into the glove, then opened the duffel bag and stuffed the glove to the bottom.

These gloves contain her entire net worth now, so they must be carefully hidden.

After taking the money and putting his bag on his back, Fang Yichen set off to walk outside the compound of the military region. She was going to experience the bus in the big city today, but after walking out of the compound, she looked around the neighborhood and didn't find a similar bus stop, the most important thing is that she had been walking around for half an hour and didn't see a bus passing by.

There was no way, she ran back to the military district guard again, and inquired with the little soldier standing guard, only to know that this side was more partial, and the bus passing from here was only No. 6, and the No. 6 bus only departed once an hour, and before she came, there happened to be a No. 6 car just drove away.

As for the bus stop, there is no obvious signage, everyone is waiting to stand on the side of the road, and the bus will naturally stop when it sees someone waiting.

Fang Yichen's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this, and he wanted to ask if the current buses were so casual.

She had no choice but to walk to the side of the road again and wait, and twenty minutes later, she finally saw a No. 6 bus staggering from a distance.

Fang Yichen hurriedly beckoned, and the car really stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief and got into the car through the middle door.

The flight attendant glanced at her, his eyes were sharp, "Where?" ”

"City." Fang Yichen took out a large unity card from his pocket and handed it over.

"It's just a five-cent ticket, how can you get such a big ticket." The flight attendant looked Fang Yichen up and down a few times, but still reached out and took the money.

"There's no way, my parents just earn such a big ticket, I have to spend so much money, what's the matter, you can't use this car of RMB, right?" If Fang Yichen is unhappy, it will be quite exciting to stir up people.

This is an art, and if you say the same thing, different people use different tones to say it, and the meaning may be 108,000 miles apart.

When the flight attendant picked up the money just now, although the words were normal, the expression and tone were inexplicably disgusting, anyway, Fang Yichen was very unhappy.

"Let your kid say this, my car is a pure Chinese car, even the oil we burn is made in our country, why can't the RMB be used, I will charge RMB for my car, and I don't want it if you give me dollars." Burn your hands. "The flight attendant is also a clever man, showing his loyalty in a few words, and being unanimously praised by the passengers around him.

"That's great, I'm giving RMB." Fang Yichen didn't want to deal with her, so she found a seat and sat down, waiting for the flight attendant to find her money.

The car drove two stops, and the attendant got up from his seat, walked up to Fang Yichen with the railing, and handed her a handful of change.

"Children, count it, this is nine pieces and nine cents and five." She stood there waiting for her to count the money.

Fang Yichen glanced up at her, lowered his head and began to count seriously. When she is really young, she can't count money, she is really underestimated.

She slowly counted the ground, and then said, "Well, that's right." After speaking, he put more than nine yuan in his pocket very casually. Then he turned his head to look at the scenery outside.

The quality of this flight attendant is too poor, he doesn't speak well, and he wants to bully children cautiously, Fang Yichen is too lazy to talk to such a person.

The flight attendant didn't expect the child to really understand, so he could only walk back to her exclusive place stupidly.

When he arrived at the terminal, Fang Yichen got off the train. She knew how to go, after all, she had lived here for more than ten years.

Chaoyang City is a provincial capital, the whole city is very large, the most central place is the 12th Street of Nanning Road. Counting from one street and two streets to twelve streets, the name is very simple, but it is the most prosperous place in Chaoyang City.

The first department store she was going to today was on the eighth street, Fang Yichen came early, and there was nothing to do, so she simply didn't take the car and walked over directly.

As she walked, she looked at the surrounding scenery, feeling like she was looking at old photos, and many places were very different from the Chaoyang City she remembered.

When she slipped to the door of the First Department Store, they had just opened the door.

Fang Yichen went in and took a turn, and finally stopped at the non-staple food counter.

She hasn't figured out the situation at her brother's house yet, so she still buys some food and takes it with insurance, suitable for all ages.

So when she came out of the department store, the backpack on her back was already bulging, and there were two cans of malt cream, two bottles of hawthorn, a pound of white rabbit, and a pound of nougat. At present, this gift should be considered a high grade.

She walked around the neighborhood again, waited for the state-run restaurant to open, rushed in and ordered a plate of sauced beef and a plate of stir-fried pork intestines, and ate to her heart's content, and then went back to the compound with her stomach in her hand.

When she got home, it was already past one o'clock, and she knew at a glance that Zhao Lan hadn't come back at noon, which really made her guess. I went into the house and slept a little late, and went to the bathhouse to take a free bath at three o'clock, and then obediently waited at home for my brother to pick me up.

Sun Hongtao came to pick up people at half past five in the afternoon, and he was very unhappy to see the big bag she was carrying.

"It's all your own family, what are you buying these for, your nephews are not short of food, you can keep it for yourself." He signaled that the little junior sister didn't have to carry it, even if she carried it, he wouldn't want it.

"If you don't want to, I'll sue Grandpa He, it's Grandpa He who told me, the gift is not to be spent." Fang Yichen insisted on carrying his backpack.

The sixth senior brother must be polite, but don't you still have a sixth sister-in-law, listen to Grandpa He, the sixth sister-in-law is a very difficult person to get along with, doesn't she want to get better, so she is wrapped in a big bag.

Of course, if the sixth sister-in-law is really difficult to get along with, she will stay away, just like Grandpa He.

"What is this, I think you just stayed with the master for too long, and you were brainwashed too badly." Sun Hongtao was very helpless, it seemed that his daughter-in-law's bad reputation could not be washed away.

Sun Hongtao's house is not the same building as the Li family, but it is not far away, and there are three buildings in between.

"Unit 3 302 is my home."