The sweet voice dilutes the hot temperature, like a sweet ice fountain.

Yang Weicheng went straight from his ears and eyes to his heels, he carried his new clothes and looked back.

I saw a girl who was not too tall, very slender, and wheat-skinned was standing by the hanger, looking at him with a smile.

The girl's facial features are plain, she has two cute little dimples when she laughs, her eyes are also bright, and when she speaks, her ponytail flicks and flicks.

"Really?" Yang Weicheng smiled, "I also think it's good." ”

"Well, it's special." The girl smiled and said that she was supposed to be a local and had a unique accent when speaking Mandarin.

Yang Weicheng corrected seriously: "The main thing is that I sing well. ”

"Poof!" The girl couldn't help but laugh, covering her mouth and laughing, "Can you teach me to sing?" ”

"Yes!" Yang Weicheng readily agreed.

This girl is dressed very ordinarily, even a little rustic, and she is a typical fishing village girl.

But communicating with her, Yang Weicheng felt sunny and enthusiastic.

A girl who loves to laugh is always lucky, for example, she was lucky enough to learn "Nunchucks" today.

Yang Weicheng taught her to sing very seriously, she was also very smart, less than five minutes, memorized the lyrics, and sang very beautifully.

"You have to add some movements, like your fingers should be like this, yes, chicken feet crazy, cramps, come, look at some disdain, the more disdain, the better...... Hey, don't be disdainful of me! ”

Yang Weicheng is simply dedicated to her teaching.

In fact, he himself has no artistic talent, although he liked Dong Chou's songs in his previous life, he couldn't sing or dance.

Today he pretended to point out, but he didn't expect this girl to jump out of a different style, and his eyes were straight when he saw it.

"You're awesome, kudos to you." Yang Weicheng gave a thumbs up, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Zheng ......" The girl was interrupted as soon as she spoke.

"I said you can't buy it?" A gruff voice came.

It was a fat girl, with a popsicle in her hand, and a black face knocking in through the door, and she was between the two.

This girl is also a local, but her body is rarely round, like a mountain in the middle.

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head: "Of course I bought it, I want these two clothes, as well as this pair of flip-flops and this pair of sneakers." ”

Yang Weicheng bought two sets of clothes and two pairs of shoes in one go, and the mellow girl saw that the God of Wealth came to the door, and her face was not so dark.

When Yang Weicheng left, she pulled the ponytail girl and said seriously: "Sister Qiong, don't be deceived!" That guy just now, flamboyant, is not a good person at first glance! Hmph, those outsiders don't have a good eye and want to deceive the local girl! ”

"You're wrong, others are very good, they didn't lie to me about anything, and they taught me to sing." Zheng Qiongmei pursed her lips and smiled, her dimples were smart and cute.

", just like him, what kind of song can he sing?" The fat girl frowned, "Sister Qiong, you are just too kind, so you are always bullied by your aunt!" You forgot, you almost ...... last time"

"Don't say it, I'll sing to you." Zheng Qiongmei didn't want to recall the bad past, she cleared her throat and sang the song seriously.

"The smell of smoke at the Iwayaki shop is pervasive, and next door is the Kokushukan...... Use the nunchucks to hum haha! ”

The fat girl was so stunned that she forgot to eat half of the popsicle in her hand.

The heat wave rolls and rolls, and the popsicle gets slimmer and slimmer, and finally becomes a single stick.

"Okay, good, listen well, Sister Qiong, who did you learn from?" The fat girl is only 19 years old this year, and she is in the prime of her youth.

Growing up in an era of lack of entertainment, the song nunchucks had a huge stimulation for her.

"Hee-hee, does it sound good? That's what the guy just taught me! Zheng Qiongmei held her chin high proudly.

Laidi blinked and snorted: "Okay, give you the salary." Every time, I will let you help in vain, and I will give you some work today. "Hurry up and get the topic away.

"Who wants you to be paid!" Zheng Qiongmei was a little angry.

She is a good sister and was born in the same village. Later, she moved to live with her uncle, and came to the provincial capital to do a small business, and the two sisters separated.

Fortunately, the transportation is much more convenient than before, as long as Zheng Qiongmei is free, she will come to the city to find Di to play and help her look at the store and sell clothes. After work, the two would go to the movies or go shopping together.

The current South Island Province looks like a passenger plane about to take off.

"Take it! Your mother is sick, your younger siblings still have to study, and your uncle is a soft and scary egg, so he knows that he exploits you! Lai Di forced ten yuan into her arms, "Keep it as a dowry, you must find a good man who loves you to marry in the future." ”

Zheng Qiongmei's eyes moistened, and she hugged Laidi.

said that Yang Weicheng left the clothing store, returned to the hotel to change clothes, dressed up like a local, and then went out for a walk, feeling much more comfortable.

As he walked down the street, he wondered how he was going to draw the grand picture and how he was going to make it happen.

"800,000 is indeed a lot, but if you really want to engage in real estate, how much land can you buy with this money? Now one acre of land is almost 200,000, what is 4 acres of land enough? Yang Weicheng frowned.

The pedestrians on the street, who would have thought that the young man in front of him actually had 800,000 yuan, but he was worried about money?

The province of South Island has just become an independent province, and the provincial capital city of Qiongcheng is very lively, with many foreign cars driving on the streets.

Today is the weekend, and there are many children playing and running on the road.

This is the 80s, everyone goes out mainly on bicycles, and there are very few motorcycles. People's awareness of road traffic safety is seriously insufficient, especially for children.

Yang Weicheng saw two groups of children playing football on the street, and at first he was very happy to watch, because one of the children had good football skills.

"Hey, if you continue to develop like this, and have a professional training in the future, maybe there is still hope for football in the hot summer......" He was sighing, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye, he saw a car in the distance, speeding over.

The car roared down the street as if it were burning its buttocks, rushing towards the schoolboys.

"Not good!" Yang Weicheng hurriedly rushed up to save people.

It's a pity that far water can't solve the near fire, although he has a strong sense of crisis, his legs still can't catch up with the four wheels.

With two loud bangs, a child and a football flew high, threw it diagonally, hit the pillar of the arcade, and slipped down against the pillar.

"Ahh

"Woooooo

"Xiaobao was knocked away."

The children, who were originally good at playing football, were so frightened that they cried one by one.

Although there were adults close to children at that time, people never thought that there would be a car accident, and they didn't know that car accidents were as fierce as tigers.

Everyone was stunned, watching the blood flow out of the child's body, and they were at a loss.

The driver sat in the driver's seat, stunned for a long time, his hands and feet trembled, and hurriedly started the car to leave.

Just when he couldn't light the fire a few times, a hand came in through the window, grabbed him by the hair, and slammed his head on the steering wheel.

Bang!

Drip~

"You want to run if you hit someone?"

The man was knocked into a dazzle, and then dragged out by Yang Weicheng.

"Y-What are you doing? I have money, give you money, please let me go! The man trembled with a foreign accent and knelt on the ground and begged Yang Weicheng.

"Get out, I'm not bad for money!" Yang Weicheng really wanted to dump hundreds of thousands of deposit receipts on him, but seeing that the kid was no longer good, he couldn't fight with this goods.

"Lao Jia, who can help control him, and then go to the police, I will take the child to the hospital!" Yang Weicheng shouted.

"Me!" A man came out and volunteered to call the police, causing two people to offer help.

Yang Weicheng looked at them gratefully, handed them over, and ran to pick up the child and rushed to the hospital.

Although he is not a native of Qiongcheng, he happens to have a central hospital opposite the hotel where he lives, so he is quite familiar with it.

More than ten minutes later, he appeared in the emergency department with his child, and shouted bloodily: "Doctors, nurses, save people!" ”

Immediately, an angel in white ran out and pushed the cart to take the child away for surgery, Yang Weicheng breathed a sigh of relief, saw that his hands were full of blood, and wanted to go back to change his clothes.

"Oops! You can't go! A little nurse grabbed him by the arm.

"I'll go back and change my clothes...... Yang Weicheng explained, and suddenly felt that the little nurse's eyes were wrong, "Hey? Why can't I go? ”

"You're gone, who's responsible?" The little nurse asked fiercely.

From her sharp eyes, Yang Weicheng judged that he had been identified as the perpetrator by her.

"Responsible? For whom? Yang Weicheng raised his eyebrows, "For you?" ”

"Hmph, whoever is responsible for you, you are responsible for that child! Are you his dad? The little nurse asked angrily.

"Of course not." Yang Wei became a Taoist.

"Since it's not, why are you so zealous? I'm sure you hit someone, we've called the police, you have to wait here for the patrol to come. Also, if you hit it, you'll have to pay for the medicine! ”