Although Zhao Feifei and Yan Xiuna walked to the side, there was a distance from Jin An and them, but a pair of eyes slipped over there from time to time, and when they saw Jin An holding Lin Qinghe from behind, they were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

When Yan Xiuna saw it, she shook her head and said, "Feifei, why do you even eat a little doll's vinegar?" I just watched, although that little girl is beautiful, she is only six or seven years old, why are you eating her vinegar? ”

"But Brother Xiao An has never been so kind to others, even to his cousin."

"That doesn't mean anything. Fei Fei, I think it's because you're too jealous, that's why Jin Daxia doesn't like you. You hate what he likes, and of course he's not happy. You should like what he likes, so that he will have a good impression of you. ”

"Speak as if you know a lot."

"I don't understand, but the bystanders know."

Zhao Feifei was a little shaken, but when she saw Jin An grinning and arguing with Lin Qinghe, the fire in her heart rose again, why did he never have a good face for himself?

"I hate that Lin Qinghe when I see it, I can't like it!"

Yan Xiuna shook her head and stopped persuading her.

"Let's go get some shots! I've recently grown up in target shooting, and I can basically go to the Nine Rings, you haven't hit it for a long time, right? Can you still hit the Eight Rings? ”

"Look down on me! I used to be better at shooting targets than you! ”

"Then go ahead and try."

When the soldier who trained there began to shoot targets, Zhao Feifei and Yan Xiuna also went over to occupy two target positions.

It has been two or three months since the last target shooting, and Zhao Feifei picked up the gun and felt a little awkward in her body. This is due to the fact that her body's memory of the gun has faded.

She adjusted a little, felt less awkward, and began to aim.

With this aim, she realized that something was wrong.

In the past, she could see clearly the front sight of the gun and the target on the opposite side, but now, she noticed that the front sight seemed to be a little flowery, and the target in the distance was also a little blurry.

Is her eyesight declining?

However, she doesn't usually feel it!

"Fei Fei, why don't you fight yet?"

Yan Xiuna finished all five shots, and found that Zhao Feifei didn't shoot a single shot.

"Oh."

Zhao Feifei blinked, let her eyes relax, and barely aimed, one shot, two shots...... After five shots, she sighed a little depressed.

"What's wrong? Didn't play well? ”

"My eyes seem to be short-sighted, and the crosshairs I saw just now were all flowers."

"Can't you, can you see clearly on the blackboard?"

"That's pretty clear, but you know, I'm sitting in the third row, very close to the blackboard."

At this time, the results of target shooting also came out.

“…… 11 target, 38 rings, 12 targets, 46 rings. ”

"Hah! It's a smooth day today! Yan Xiuna waved her fist happily, and then said to Zhao Feifei: "Why are you only thirty-eight rings?" The average eight rings are none. ”

Zhao Feifei rubbed her eyes: "I said that I may be nearsighted, go back and measure my eyesight." ”

"Then you still compare to people?"

"Compare, why not? No matter what, it's still easy to win her. ”

"But don't you feel ashamed? How old are you, how old are people? ”

"Who are you going to be with?"

"Of course it's you, but I still think that even if I win, I can't win."

"I don't care! I'm going to win her anyway! ”

"Good, good, you win, you win."

Zhao Feifei put down the gun, walked in front of Lin Qinghe, looked at her condescendingly, and said, "Brother Xiao An said that you can hit the prey with a slingshot, I don't believe it, do you want to compare with me to shoot the target?" ”

When He Xiaopang heard this, he turned his head and said with a smile: "Zhao Feifei, do you really want to compete with Lotus Flower to hit the target?" ”

Zhao Feifei didn't say anything, just looked at Lin Qinghe.

Jin An lowered his head and asked, "Miss Lotus, how to use the gun, have you written it down?" ”

Lin Qinghe nodded: "I have already written it down." She got up, looked back at Zhao Feifei, and said, "I compete with others, and I need lottery heads, if you lose, what should I do?" ”

"If you win, I'll give you this hairpin on my head, which my mother bought for me, with a foreign exchange coupon, do you know what a foreign exchange coupon is? You certainly don't know! ”

Zhao Feifei likes this hairpin on her head very much, she is very proud, which of them in the class does not envy her?

"My master also has foreign exchange coupons there, how could I not know? It can be used at designated places such as the Friendship Shop, and some imported products from abroad can be purchased. However, your hairpin is not good-looking, I don't like it, change it to a color head. ”

For the aesthetics of the 80s, Lin Qinghe didn't recognize it at all, and was treated by Zhao Feifei as a baby-like hairpin, in her eyes, whether it was material, craftsmanship, or shape, it was very low, which made her not like it.

"You even say my hairpin is not good-looking? This is the most popular in Hong Kong! A hairpin costs more than 60 yuan! Look at you, I have a rubber band on my head, I'm afraid it's a few cents, and I dare to say that my hairpin is not good-looking? ”

The thing she is most proud of is actually looked down upon, how can Zhao Feifei bear it?

Lin Qinghe said lightly: "It's not good-looking." She turned her head to Jin An and said, "Jin Xiaoan, let's go to find a gold shop on the street in the afternoon, isn't this about to celebrate the New Year, do you want to give Aunt Zhou a piece of jewelry?" You pay for it, I give it for creativity. ”

Jin An's eyes lit up: "Miss Lotus and I will make a gift for my mother together?" All right! All right! Let's go in the afternoon! I know where there is a gold shop. ”

Lin Qinghe glanced at the hairpin on Zhao Feifei's head, and said lightly: "When Aunt Zhou's jewelry is ready, you will know how ugly that hairpin on your head is." ”

Zhao Feifei bit her lip and said, "I don't believe it!" We'll talk about it when you make it. Then you don't want hairpins, what do you want? ”

Lin Qinghe tilted his head and thought about it, and said, "I want a stamp, and the color head is a monkey ticket from the 80s." ”

Lin Qinghe had a roommate who liked stamp collecting in her previous life, and from her, she also knew the value of some stamps.

Among them, what impressed her the most was the monkey ticket.

It's just that now the monkey ticket has risen a little bit, she has inquired, and the monkey ticket has risen to about 30 pieces, and the family is still very financially difficult, and there is no spare money to invest.

Since Zhao Feifei bumped into her, if she doesn't fight the local tyrants, she won't be able to get along with herself.

"How much can four stamps have? This jackpot is not interesting. ”

Lin Qinghe looked at Zhao Feifei with a caring and mentally handicapped look, and smiled lightly: "Now, the value of monkey tickets is estimated to be about thirty yuan, do you still think it's cheap?" ”

When Zhao Feifei heard this, her face changed, thirty yuan a piece? What stamps are so expensive?

Lin Qinghe said to Jin An: "If you have spare money, I suggest you buy more monkey tickets, the more the better, and this monkey ticket will definitely rise in the future." ”