Grandma Wang is silent again?

Tong Tong couldn't help but be stunned again, she had told Grandma Wang just now that she had brought twenty-six yuan.

Isn't it really enough?

Tong Tong held the thick "The Complete Works of Xi Murong", looked at Grandma Wang, and moved his eyes to the "Folk Tales" and "Children's Days" picked out.

Farewell, Folktales! Farewell, Childhood! I can't take you home now.

A trace of loss slipped through his heart, and when his eyes swept to the heavy "The Complete Works of Xi Murong" in his hand, he couldn't help but chuckle again.

You can't have both fish and bear's paws.

Her focus today is to take the book she is holding now.

Tong Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Grandma Wang, who bowed her head and was silent, opened her mouth, and before she could speak, she heard Grandma Wang's unhurried voice.

"Go to the bottom of the book and see the price yourself."

Well? Tong Tong was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, he understood.

Oh yes. She almost forgot.

She's not here to buy old books, just look at the bottom of the book.

If you care, you're a fool!

Tong Tong scolded himself in the bottom of his heart, turned over the thick "The Complete Works of Xi Murong", and couldn't help but gasp.

"What's wrong?" Grandma Wang raised her pleated eyes and glanced at Tong Tong.

Didn't Mo really make her guess right, a bit expensive?

She was careless for a moment, and she just forgot to take a look at it first.

The corners of Tong Tong's mouth twitched, his eyes blinked, and he touched the book again with some reluctance, and looked at Grandma Wang: "The price of this book is twenty-eight yuan." ”

Twenty-eight dollars?

She only has a total of 26 yuan, and she still has saved pocket money for nearly two years.

A folk tale is only one dollar, and a childhood book is only one dollar.

This book, the whole work is actually twenty-eight yuan?

Tong Tong turned the book to the last page, five hundred and fifty-eight!

Books can't be read unless borrowed, so that's how I understand them!

Tong Tong hesitated and blinked, why don't you ask your mother to borrow some more money?

However, her New Year's money is only five yuan, her tuition fee for a semester is only fifteen yuan, and at the end of the semester, she has returned two yuan, how can she speak to her mother.

Tong Tong suddenly felt a heart jam.

Twenty-eight dollars? Grandma Wang couldn't help but twist her eyebrows, what is the price?

Fool around!

Grandma Wang raised her wrinkled eyes and looked at Tong Tong, and what caught her eye was the unconcealed loss and entanglement on her face.

Grandma Wang hesitated, turned her head and bent over, touched the orange book from the bookcase, and slid her fingers on the big line of "Xi Murong's Complete Works", opened the book, and flipped through it.

This isn't a hardcover book either, hehe, forget it, Eighteen is good for her.

Look at the child embarrassed. Otherwise, a few books would have been given to her.

Grandma Wang closed the book, put it in the bookcase, coughed lightly, and looked at Tong Tong.

Hearing this, Tong Tong looked at Grandma Wang, struggled for a moment, and handed over the book in his hand.

She's better to buy it next year, it's a big deal, and then be cheeky and ask the head teacher to borrow it.

The corner of his eye suddenly swept the bookbox at Grandma Wang's feet, as well as the green writing in the bookbox, and Tong Tong's eyes couldn't help but light up again.

In fact, she just wants to learn Xi Murong's poems, and as for prose, she only writes diaries now.

She could have bought the separate green written poetry book first.

Tong Tong couldn't help pursing his lips, in this way, twenty-six yuan must be enough.

Thinking in his heart, before he could take his eyes off the green writing, he heard Grandma Wang's unhurried voice in his ears again.

"Books are a bit expensive."

Well, Tong Tong looked away when he heard the sound, Grandma Wang is really good at hitting people.

This book is already expensive!

But, now, she's changed her mind, and she's going to buy the one she can afford.

"So," Grandma Wang paused, "there are some books that you don't need to buy. ”

Hehe, Tong Tong's heart instantly became a little uncomfortable, Grandma Wang, did this on purpose?

I don't usually like to talk!

It turned out that Grandma Wang's words were too shocking.

Tong Tong couldn't help pursing his lips, glanced at Grandma Wang, lowered his eyes and looked at the green book of Xi Murong's poems.

Could it be that the book of poems is also twenty-eight yuan?

"Actually, at your age," Grandma Wang glanced at the "Folk Tales" and "Childhood" on the bookshelf, "It's more suitable for reading some children's books." ”

Tong Tong squinted at Grandma Wang, and followed Grandma Wang's line of sight towards the bookshelf.

Why does she have to read children's books, like most of her peers?

No wonder, her mother told her that most people are destined to live an ordinary life, because they lack their own opinions, and will only be careless or go along with the people around them.

Tong Tong couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, no wonder Grandma Wang is still sitting here selling books at such an age.

She doesn't have a grandmother anymore, if she had a mother, her mother would definitely not let her grandmother come out to make money at such an age.

She'll be fine too! In the future, when her mother is old, she will accompany her mother to watch the mountains and rivers together, instead of letting her be like Grandma Wang, who is exposed to the wind and sun, rain and thunder, and also sits here to sell books.

It's so hard!

Tong Tong looked at Grandma Wang, and a trace of sympathy slipped through his eyes.

She should buy the green poetry book and increase Grandma Wang's income today.

If it was still twenty-eight yuan, then she, Tong Tong couldn't help but look at the heavy "The Complete Works of Xi Murong" in her hand again, then she could only go to the head teacher to borrow a book to read.

Tong Tong blinked, his fingers slid over the five big characters on the orange book, and when he slid to the third time, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and handed the book to Grandma Wang.

"But there are some things that need to be cultivated in advance."

Grandma Wang's unhurried voice suddenly came again.

Well? Tong Tong's outstretched hand paused, retracted his hand, and put the book on the bookstall next to him.

Grandma Wang, this is, is there something in the words?

"For example, the sense of language," Grandma Wang glanced at the "Complete Works of Xi Murong" that fell on the bookshelf, "only by reading more books can you accumulate, especially the books of famous artists." ”

A book by a famous author? Tong Tong glanced at the book that had just been put down, and a trace of regret slipped through his heart.

It's really famous, but it's too expensive, and she can't afford it.

"For example, writing." Grandma Wang glanced at Tong Tong and pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, "Look more, read more, learn more, and practice more." ”

It has to be like the real thing. Tong Tong rolled his eyes at Grandma Wang.

"Take all these books."

What? Tong Tong couldn't help but turn his head to look at Grandma Wang.

She heard you right, right?

"Take all these books you picked." Grandma Wang flipped the page of the book in her hand, "Twenty-six yuan stay." ”

Yes? Twenty-six dollars to stay?

Tong Tong was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, he laughed, took the thick book of "The Complete Works of Xi Murong", hugged it in his arms, and turned around to leave.

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