Jiang Lige felt a swarm of ants slowly climb up her body from her toes and then gather on her scalp.

She was weak-hearted, but still stubborn, "I just called them to come and clean up." ”

"It's very clean here."

"Do you dare to lick the floor?"

Song Wanqiao stared at the bright footprints, speechless.

"Look, don't you dare, that means there is still a little dust in some places, New Year's cleaning is a tradition of the Chinese people, there is a meaning of removing the old and welcoming the new, do you understand?"

Song Wanqiao: ......

But one person was not happy when he heard it, "Hey! Jiang Jiang, you didn't say you were going to be a coolie! ”

Jiang Lige suppressed the surging in his heart, and scratched the back of his head, "Aren't friends supposed to help each other?" ”

After saying that, he tilted his head towards the two of them as if seeking support, and motioned for one of them to take it naturally.

I don't know if her words were distorted in the process of airborne transmission, or if Da Xiong hadn't picked up his ears for three and five years, he stabbed again in these already baseless statements, "Are you sure you're not here to rub the air conditioner?" ”

Jiang Li died.

Until the cleaning tools were assigned, someone held Jiang Lige's arm and whispered, "Do you really want to sweep?" I had not even breathed my breath when I was in a hurry, and I didn't even bother to pick the hair that fell out of the quilt at home, and I had only worked as a laborer for free for school in my life. ”

"Good baby, well done, there are rich rewards, I'll cook for you at noon, let you taste the level of the world's five-star chef, how about it?"

"Really?"

"It's more true than pearls, I Jiang someone never speaks."

"You look a bit like the mistress of this house, and we look like your servants."

"Go now, don't Rory!" Jiang Lige pushed her forward, squatted down and fooled the villain sitting on the sofa, "Nansheng, look at this rag, you put him on this small coffee table, move it back and forth a few times, and it will dry out, do you believe it or not?" ”

Jiang Nansheng looked interested, grinned and caught the "toy", and began to verify whether what his sister said was true.

Big Bear kicked on the edge of the toilet, holding a brush in one hand and shouting loudly, "Jiang Lige, I believe in your evil, why should I be allowed to brush the toilet?" ”

"The temperament is in line!"

Watching a few people arguing back and forth, a faint smile rose on the corner of Song Wanqiao's mouth, and suddenly disappeared when Jiang Lige instructed him to clean the window.

For a moment, he felt a beam of light shining through the crack in the stone of the abyss, very warm and bright.

For more than half an hour, several people lay exhausted on the carpet, panting without any image.

Jiang Lige packed up the tools that had been messed up by this group of people, and asked Song Wanqiao, "Do you have dumplings, vegetables or meat at home that you can eat?" ”

"Nope."

There's a Lanzhou ramen restaurant downstairs, where he usually eats three meals a day.

"That'...... For the sake of us working so hard for you, do you have any ...... Meaning? ”

Fang Tang is staggering, how can she always forget that Jiang Lige and Da Xiong grew up together, it is really scheming.

Song Wanqiao understood, took out a black card from the drawer and handed it to Jiang Lige.

"The card is not good, there are all small traders and vendors here, there is no credit card machine, and I don't go to the big supermarket."

When he was refused, he twisted his eyebrows, and took out a few bills from a corner and spread them in the palm of his hand, "That's all." ”

Three hundred-dollar bills and twenty pieces of change.

Jiang Lige happily took it and glanced at the few paralyzed people in front of him, "Does anyone want to ......?"

"I don't want to!"

Depend on! Do you want to have such a tacit understanding?

Looking at a few people like Dinghaishen Needle, she sighed, "Then you guys rest first, help me take care of my brother, I'll go buy some ......"

"Tsingtao Beer."

"Strawberry flavored sago dew, iced!"

"Sister, I want to eat lollipops, chocolate-flavored."

Jiang Lige suddenly felt miserable and miserable, yes, her life is hard, she deserves to serve these uncles.

Seeing that there was another person who didn't order food, she kindly asked, "What about you?" ”

"No, you don't."

"Uh...... All right. ”

He didn't want it, so she bought it for him.

Jiang Lige pulled his hair twice, put on gloves, thinking that he couldn't eat for nothing, so he picked up the garbage bag and went downstairs.

Because the temperature difference between the indoor and the outdoor was too large, she shivered involuntarily, and the chill was cold to her heart.

I pulled up my neckline, walked straight for a few steps, and turned a corner to the vegetable market.

After going around and around, I found that it was quite deserted, and on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there were not many shops open.

After a few days of rain, the ground was a little muddy, and Jiang Lige's soles were stained with a lot of dirt, so she stomped her feet twice and stopped at a small shop selling hot pot ingredients.

"Little girl, what do you want?"

The shopkeeper saw someone coming and greeted her eagerly.

"Oh, I'll take a casual look first."

She glanced at the things on the counter through the transparent pull plate, asked the price one by one, took off her gloves and selected a few enoki mushrooms, a few uncut long yuba, frozen tofu, small rice cakes, vermicelli, etc.

The shopkeeper weighed them one by one, and asked her with a smile, "Do you want anything more?" ”

"How much is a pack of these frozen dumplings?"

"Twelve."

"Shall I buy two packs, twenty lines?"

"No, little girl, I'm doing a small business, why don't you let me earn a little freight, besides, this is the New Year, there are not many people who open the door, and I really can't open the pot at home to come out to do business, you can't let me lose my pants, right?"

"Yes." Jiang Lige nodded in agreement.

The boss's eyes flashed, and sure enough, the little girl was just a fool.

I thought she was going to pay happily, but I didn't think that this girl was holding a bag of dumplings and counting them carefully, and it was estimated that it was not cost-effective.

"It's exactly 24, five cents and one, right?" Jiang Lige looked up and asked the boss.

"Yes, yes!"

After getting confirmation, Jiang Lige slowly tore open one side, took out four dumplings, picked up another bag, also picked out four, pulled out a smile with a perfect arc, and handed it to the boss, "Oh, pay you back eight, are the two bags twenty yuan now?" ”

"You ......"

The boss is unbelievable, what kind of awesome operation is this? It's just too deceitful!

"What does this mean? How can I sell it if you tear it down? ”

"You didn't say you can't sell this for nothing, do you? Does anyone stipulate it? ”

A pair of large, ignorant eyes stared at him motionlessly.

The boss was angry and ready to argue with reason, but in fact he was scolding.

A tall young man walked up to him and forced him to give him a bill.

"No need to look for it."

Song Wanqiao put down four words, picked up things with one hand, and dragged Jiang Lige out with the other.

"Hey, those things don't have a hundred, why are you giving him so much?"

Song Wanqiao walked straight ahead, looking like it didn't matter.

He spent more than a hundred dollars for her, did he have to ask for it back?

But she didn't give up, and continued to chatter, as if she wanted to talk about the unscrupulous profiteer.

"Let me tell you, his dumplings are several more expensive than the market price, he is a black-hearted businessman, Jingkeng abducted and deceived us little girls, the political teacher is right, we girls are ......"

"Aren't you cold?" He turned around to interrupt her, and a white breath came out of his mouth and sprayed on the tip of Jiang Lige's red nose.

"That's it...... Even if it's cold, you can't bow your head to this evil force, otherwise your money will be wiped out soon, just like the imperialists divide the land. ”

Song Wanqiao was curious, how many elixirs did Taishang Laojun have to refine in order to create such a wonderful thing.

He really wanted to thank her for braving the cold to save him money.