"You, you, you ......" When Wen Yu heard this, she was so angry that tears came down.

In the end, I couldn't stand the pointing and pointing of the classmates next to me, so I covered my face and ran to the gate.

She can't argue with Wen Ling, but she can find her mother.

Wen Ling still has to rely on the Wen family to live, so I don't believe that she will bow her head honestly after that.

Wen Heng was behind him, watching the little girl straighten her back and forcibly pretend to be very strong to quarrel, and her heart swelled with distress.

This sentiment is actually very strange.

Wen Heng is not a person who is willing to meddle in things, or like to watch the excitement.

His own life is not satisfactory, where does he get the energy and heart to care about others?

But at this moment, seeing the little girl's pretended to be strong, Wen Heng pursed his lips, feeling a little unhappy.

After watching the excitement, the students dispersed in twos and threes.

Liu Xinhan saw that Wen Yu was gone, so he walked over and whispered, "Let's go back to the bedroom first." ”

Wen Ling was about to respond, when he heard a cold voice behind him: "Wen Ling, come over for a moment." ”

This is Wen Heng's voice, Liu Xinhan was stunned after listening to it.

The little ginseng essence also looks unclear, but in the end, it is still borrowing other people's rolls, and this is a benefactor.

Thinking of this, Wen Ling said to Liu Xinhan: "You go back to the bedroom first, and I'll come back later." ”

After speaking, he turned to look at Wen Heng.

The cold school grass has really attracted a lot of people's attention, and there are still some students looking at them at this time.

Wen Heng was a little unhappy, so many people went back to the bedroom dishonestly, what did they see?

"You can't copy it in vain." Wen Heng held back a sentence after a long time.

The favor is repaid, and this little ginseng essence still knows.

Moreover, this is a benefactor.

If the benefactor wants to repay the favor himself, Wen Ling must be willing.

"So, what do you want?" Wen Ling thought about it, tilted his little head and asked.

Before the evening self-study class, Wen Ling sorted out the property of the original owner.

In the mobile phone coin purse, there are two hundred yuan, which the original owner has saved for a long time, but this broken mobile phone is still not wanted by Wenyu, and she picks it up and uses it herself.

In the small bag in his hand, there are still thirty cash.

In the meal card, more than sixty, I can't eat for a few days.

Apart from this, there is no more property.

The original owner had just turned eighteen years old, and he didn't have any bank cards or anything like that.

There will be no money.

It's hard to go home every week to live on, and you still count on a bank card?

Don't think about it, that thing is only available to Wen Yu and Wen Yu's younger brother.

Although they are not yet adults and do not have cards, Guo Yulian has them.

If the benefactor wants something too expensive, then the little ginseng essence probably needs to find another way to make money.

"Sugar." Wen Heng thought about it for a while, and then he spoke, his eyebrows and eyes still showing coldness.

The people who were close to heard Wen Heng mention the scroll, and they understood in their hearts.

It is estimated that it was a matter of borrowing papers from the front and rear seats, and everyone stopped watching and dispersed.

As soon as he heard that the benefactor wanted to eat candy, and the sugar in the commissary was not expensive, Wen Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, please have candy." After the little ginseng essence finished speaking, the corners of his lips were curled, and he knew that he was in a happy mood at a glance.

After all, System 233 said that it is necessary to send warmth and sugar to the benefactor.

Isn't he half of the task done now?

Wen Heng looked at Wen Ling's face and became happy, and his hanging heart was slightly relieved.

I took Wen Ling to the commissary.

The commissary is quite large, there are a lot of things, Wen Heng picked a bag of candy, and picked a few snacks.

Wen Ling followed behind him, and at the same time calculated in his heart, is the two hundred and thirty yuan in his hand enough?

However, you can also swipe your meal card at the kiosk.

With cash, it's almost three hundred, which should be enough.