Zhang Er and Zhang San were beaten, and they knew that they couldn't beat them, so they didn't dare to step forward to stop them, so they only followed behind them.

"Good!" Lang'er said, followed Shi Qingran out of the goose back to the building, and ran to the slum a hundred zhang away. Here are the scars of the royal city, where the real poor live.

"Knock knock!" Shi Qingran stood not far from those thatched houses and sounded the gongs and drums. After a while, many people gathered to watch the excitement.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, what is this little master going to do?"

"Sprinkle the silver!" Shi Qingran saw that there were many people around, so he reached out and took out a handful of broken silver from the money bag, and scattered it all: "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, you folks took the silver and went to buy some warm clothes."

When Zhang Er saw it, Qingran waved his hand and threw out a few taels of silver, his face turned blue with anger, and he wanted to step forward, but was stopped by the girl. Lang'er also blocked in front of Zhang Er, so that they couldn't get close to Shi Qingran's body.

"This is the silver of a juggling troupe, they made a lot of money today, and asked me to send some to everyone, so that they can buy some mooncakes and quilts."

"Ah, it's silver!" When a few sharp-eyed people saw it, they immediately went up to grab it, grabbed the silver, and cheered: "It's really silver, it's really ......" said, and looked at Shi Qingran with a little excitement.

The people around gathered more and more, Shi Qingran grabbed another handful of silver, waved his hand, and threw it out again, and the cheers around him were loud. Shi Qingran took out a few taels of silver and scattered them.

After a while, there were only one or two handfuls of silver left in the money bag in Shi Qingran's hand.

"Good man! This little young master and that juggling troupe are really kind people! ”

"Now it's time to buy medicine for my father." While excitedly picking up the silver, they praised Shi Qingran and the juggling team she was talking about.

Shi Qingran took advantage of the fact that everyone was grabbing the silver, so he and Lang'er withdrew from the crowd.

"How can you give our hard-earned money to someone like that?" Zhang Er was dissatisfied, but he hated and couldn't beat the lane blocked in front of him.

"This is called taking from the people and giving to the people." Shi Qingran tilted his head sideways, stretched out his hand and pointed at the poor people behind him who were still looking for broken silver: "You see how happy they are to pick it up, they are very grateful to you, are you going to ask them for the silver back?" ”

Zhang Er probably doesn't have that cheek either. At this moment, Zhang Er was completely speechless, standing in place and sulking.

"In the future, be an upright person, don't make up any more stories about displaced refugees." Shi Qingran muttered, reached out and returned the money bag to him: "Give it back to you." ”

Zhang Er checked the money bag and unexpectedly found a small handful of silver coins in the bag.

"You ......" Zhang Er looked at Shi Qingran with some surprise, he thought that this little boy had scattered all the money he earned.

"Forget it, it's not easy for you, although you are abducted and deceived, you haven't done anything hurtful." Shi Qingran pursed his lips: "If I see you like this next time, I'm not welcome." ”

Zhang Er took the money bag, felt a little ashamed, and bowed to Shi Qingran, and Zhang Er left with the girl.

"Miss." On the side, he was still a little uneasy: "If we hadn't beaten them, they wouldn't have even returned your ingot of gold." ”

"Forget it. Leave a line today, and he will see you tomorrow. Shi Qingran clapped his hands: "Let's go and exchange the gold, let's eat something." ”

"Wild goose back upstairs?"

"Huh?" Shi Qingran reached out and grabbed Lang'er's shoulder: "We had a fight just now, are you embarrassed to go back?" ”

"I'm sorry."

"But then again." Lang'er nodded to himself: "You were really good just now!" ”

According to Lang'er's understanding, in the past, when Qing Ran was nervous, he couldn't speak, and his speech was stumbling, and it was difficult to say today's righteous words.

In the past, Shi Qingran was a bun who was bullied by others, and he had to live a lot of grievances, but now he also knows how to fight for the benefits he deserves.

If Shi Qingran hadn't made a move to get back the gold he had been deceived just now, then Lang'er would really look down on her.

"It's a must to fight for what you deserve." Shi Qingran said: "I can see that some people are born dogs, you are good to her, she knows gratitude; Some people are born wolves, cold-blooded and ruthless, and if you back down, she will gnaw you to the point that there are no bones left. ”

is like how Jiaojiao and Qin Ruoyun are two very different examples. If He Jiaojiao harmed her, it was a hardship; Then Qin Ruoyun is a completely poisonous snake.

However, Qin Ruoyun is also a ruthless character in the final analysis, and if she dares to put loquat frost on herself, she can be regarded as very open-minded.

"Miss, look, there is a restaurant in front of you, there are a lot of people, and it looks very good." Lang'er raised his hand and pointed to a restaurant not far away, only to see the three words Crescent Building written on the plaque of the hotel.

After today's events, Lang'er doesn't want to rebuild Shi Qingran, so it's good.

"Crescent Tower." Shi Qingran read the name of the Crescent Tower: "Then go to the Crescent Tower." ”

The two ordered a few home-cooked side dishes and ate them slowly before they came out, and it was already dark outside.

"Miss, it's so late, should we go back?" Lang'er asked.

In case Song Yuchen has another whim today, Shi Qingran can't drill the dog hole again?

"I don't want to go back." Shi Qingran smiled lightly: "Let's play outside for a while." ”

"Your leg doesn't hurt anymore?"

It's still a little painful, but Shi Qingran doesn't want to go back at this time, and he doesn't want to see Song Yuchen's annoying face. Shi Qingran has always known that probably Song Yuchen has never been moved by her, but for Qin Ruoyun, Song Yuchen is another matter.

Today, Song Yuchen's words with a gun and a stick are really uncomfortable.

"Miss!" When Lang'er saw it, Qingran's eyes dimmed again, and he immediately pointed to a small stall not far away: "Look! ”

On a shelf next to the stall, there were all kinds of masks. Shi Qingran was immediately attracted, walked over with bright eyes, and picked up a Monkey King mask.

As mentioned in the book, Sun Wukong is the backbone of heaven and earth. When I was a child, Qingran's favorite thing to read was Journey to the West and Erlang's biography. But he is not the Monkey King who can go to heaven in the end.

In contrast, he is more like Erlang God who is bound by the rules of heaven and does not listen to the announcement.

Over the years, perhaps Shi Qingran has long forgotten his worship of Sun Monkey, and has become a bun that pleases them and saves them trouble in the crushing of Shi Xuan and Song Yuchen.

"Miss." In order to make Shi Qingran happy, Lang'er reached out and took the mask in Shi Qingran's hand and put it on his head: "Bah! Monsters, eat my grandson! ”