It is probably to use people's sympathy for the disadvantaged and the cute and loving status of children to make money.

A lot of age, and he still makes money by combining selling cuteness and selling miserable.

What's the difference between this and cheating?

"Don't follow him, tell me when you run out of money." Jiang Zhi knocked on Ji Tang's forehead.

Ji Tang sighed, and muttered something that Jiang Zhi couldn't hear clearly.

When he saw the four elders again, Ji Tang had just finished shopping in the mall.

The business of the four elders was still very hot, and the crowd was three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding his circle.

Ji Tang also took a lot of effort, and finally used his ability to squeeze in.

Ji Tang hung various name tags on her arms, and large bags and small bags were almost piled up on her.

The four elders in the center of the crowd had a shoebox in front of him, his little face was covered with ash, and there were finger prints on his cheeks, and he was looking up at Ji Tang cutely.

The crowd erupted in screams: "What a cute! Toilet paper, who has toilet paper? "She had a nosebleed.

Ji Tang couldn't believe that this was an elder of the Interstellar Federation, and life had actually forced him to this point!

She hesitated to put the loot in her hand in front of the four elders: "You sell these, you can earn some pocket money." ”

Even though Ji Tang was wearing a mask on her face, the four elders recognized her by their breath.

Mind transmission is a skill that can be learned by advanced genetic talents, and Ji Tang sincerely gave advice, because she was used to doing it when she had no money.

"If you're really poor. You can sell a few pieces of interstellar equipment, enough for you to spend. ”

"How's that going to work? These inferior genes are not worthy of dominating our equipment! The Fourth Elder's voice was as cold as ever, which was seriously inconsistent with his cute little face.

"But you're receiving their handouts right now." This is an indisputable fact, and the four elders are silent and cannot refute it.

Jiang Zhi called, and Ji Tang walked away, without giving the four elders any nostalgia.

The four elders didn't care, anyway, the more the priest put the man. The more they take care of it, the smoother their plans will be.

He turned his head to look at the bags left by Ji Tang again, most of them were pink and tender, too childish, and spicy eyes.

In the afternoon, the first spring rain of the year finally came.

The light rain was dripping, like a thin veil, dyeing a layer of haze for the world, and the distant scenery was shrouded in fog, looming.

Greet Anran sat up, his thin clothes hanging over his shoulders, watching the rain outside the window hit the transparent glass window and then slid down to the window frame.

She opened the window, let the rain hit her face, and took a deep breath.

Only then will she feel alive and breathing.

Only when she is alone is she the emptiest and most comfortable.

The spring rain was still cold, wetting her thin clothes, making her body shiver subconsciously.

But she still couldn't bear to close the window, she just wanted to enjoy the peace of the moment.

It was getting dark, and there was no light on in the room.

Outside the window were the lights of thousands of homes, and the vehicles on the highway were eagerly driving home, but none of the fireworks in the world belonged to her.

Greeting Anran looked up, and the stars and lights were reflected in her eyes, illuminating the dead silence in her heart.

I don't know how long later, the door opened at the entrance, and the light under her eyes was hidden to the deepest depths, and the rest was all blurred.

Wen Qingyuan pushed open the door and saw her clinging to the window with both hands, looking out.

He also glanced out, there was nothing to see: "Close the window, don't catch a cold, there will be a dinner tomorrow." ”