It is the Lin family who buys rosewood mahjong! ”

"The one who buys mutton fat white jade mahjong is indeed not Wang County's order."

Erlang turned his head and looked at Song Qingyuan, "Who are the remaining three families, can you guess?" ”

"Can't guess!" Song Qingyuan shook his head.

"It's the Chen family." Jiro said directly.

"Chen Sanjin?"

Song Qingyuan was surprised.

"What is he going to do when he buys such an expensive mahjong?"

"Who knows?"

Erlang spread his hands, "Chen Sanjin is so shrewd, he must have a plan." ”

"No matter what the intention is, as long as you don't try to do it for our family." Song Qingyuan said casually, turned around, and called Shiro.

took a purse from Tian Ju's hand and put it in Shiro's hand.

"Here's your salary for today."

Shiro stretched out his hand to take it, turned it upside down, listened to the "boom" inside, and smiled.

"Thank you, sister!"

"You deserve it." Song Qingyuan pinched Shiro's face.

At this time, Shiro is no longer the chubby appearance he used to be.

Especially the meat on the face, I have gone a lot, and it doesn't feel good when pinched.

Coupled with the increase in age, the height has grown upwards and made him look thinner.

Even those small eyes, against the backdrop of the face, looked two points larger.

"Sister, I'll pay them."

Shiro said, "Da Da Da" ran to the other side of the teahouse.

As soon as I passed, I was immediately surrounded by the little babies.

"Don't gather around here, line up, line up, come one by one."

Shiro waved his hand, "Hurry up, when everyone is lined up, I'm paying my salary." ”

As soon as these words came out, the children who were still around Shiro just now all consciously stepped back and lined up in a long line.

Shiro grabbed the copper plate, counted out ten wen, and handed it to Dongzi first, "This is yours." ”

"Li Lin, Li Sen, you are also Shiwen." Shiro hooked his hand and asked the two of them to step forward.

"As for the others, it's all five."

After Shiro's salary is over, Jiro arranges for someone to take all the children to live in an orphanage.

It is close to the county seat, and the place is big, so it is convenient to come and go.

"Tomorrow continues!"

After three days in a row, the popularity of Song Ji mahjong gradually decreased, and the number of people who bought it gradually decreased.

Song Qingyuan and the others stopped staring and decided to return to Songjia Village.

Before leaving, take all the little babies they brought over.

"They are all sitting on the ox carts, one by one, close together, be careful to fall down."

Liu Laogen'er was telling the little babies, when suddenly a shriveled and thin boy like a monkey jumped out of the ox cart.

ran to the carriage that Song Qingyuan was riding, and shouted crisply, "Sister Yuan'er!" ”

"What's the matter?" Song Qingyuan lifted the curtain.

The boy's hand was raised high and spread out in front of Song Qingyuan.

"These are the two pieces of candy I bought with the money I earned, and I want to give them to Sister Yuan'er."

The thin body has no two taels of meat, and it looks like five or six years old when he is eight or nine years old.

The yellow hair was unneatly combed, like a weed, and it was a mess.

There is also that face, waxed and yellow, with single eyelids and small eyes, thrown in the crowd, inconspicuous.

It's just that at this time, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky, and in an instant, they shone on the bottom of Song Qingyuan's heart.

Song Qingyuan was stunned, with a gentle smile on his face, stretched out his hand from the car window, and took the candy from the boy's hand.

The sugar is a little sticky, and a little dirty, and it looks like it has been held for a long time.

Song Qingyuan didn't dislike it, stretched out his index finger, pinched his middle finger lightly, and slowly put it into his mouth.

After savoring it for a while, he nodded solemnly and said, "It's very sweet!" ”

"Sister Yuan'er likes this gift very much, thank you!"

Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and touched the boy's withered yellow hair.

"Sister Yuan'er likes it!"

The boy grinned, smiled happily, like an abandoned puppy, holding his head and rubbing it on Song Qingyuan's hand.

"If it weren't for Sister Yuan'er, I would still be begging and living a hungry life, and I might not even be able to survive this winter."

Nawa's voice was a little choked, and they were a group of little beggars who had no home and could only hide in the ruined temple.

In the summer, it was fine, but in the winter, the weather was cold, and there was no thick bedding to cover their bodies, and a wind chill was enough to kill them.

"Sister Yuan'er, thank you!" The boy's eyes were shining.

"When I earn money in the future, I will buy a lot of good things and give them to Sister Yuan'er to repay Sister Yuan'er's kindness."

Being looked at with such a sincere gaze, Song Qingyuan's heart warmed.

At the beginning of man, nature is good.

Her orphanage is not open in vain, look, there are many people who know gratitude.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "Sister Yuan'er doesn't want you to repay, Sister Yuan'er only wants you to be an honest and kind person." ”

"Be a useful person to Daqi, and use your ability to help more poor people and more homeless children in the future."

"Go back, they're waiting for you."

Song Qingyuan said and lowered the curtain.

May the children of this world be little angels, and they can grow up healthy and happy, Song Qingyuan looked forward to it in his heart.

After a bumpy half an hour, Song Qingyuan and the others returned to Songjia Village.

In front of Song's house, Meng Erniu looked anxious, walking back and forth.

After seeing the carriage, his eyes lit up, and he immediately ran over, "Little, little martial brother......"

"Erniu!"

Erlang's eyes flashed, "Why don't you go in when you come?" ”

"I—I'll just wait outside."

Meng Erniu looked at Erlang hesitantly, wanting to speak and stopping, and occasionally put the afterglow on Shen Biqing.

Seeing this scene, Erlang still didn't understand anything, so he beckoned, "Let's go, let's go in and talk!" ”

Inside the Song Family Hall.

As soon as Erlang and the others sat down, Meng Erniu said anxiously, "Hu Yixin's side, I have already discussed with him, and he agrees to leave, but he wants silver." ”

Silver!

And so it was!

Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo, and Shen Biqing glanced at each other, with an expression that they had already expected.

"How much?" Jiro asked.

"Three ......" Meng Erniu hesitated and stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred taels!" Jiro scoffed.

"This Hu Yixin is not afraid of the wind, flashing his tongue."

"How much did it cost him to marry Song Yu!"

"Don't see if he's worth the three hundred taels!"

"No, it's not!"

Meng Erniu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In the winter, it was obviously very cold, but his sweat continued to flow.

"It's not three hundred taels, it's, it's three thousand taels!"

Meng Erniu's voice became smaller and smaller, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Erlang's face.

"Three! Thousand! Two! ”

Several people in the room were speechless.

Three hundred taels they can still say, three thousand taels is simply no one.

It's like an ordinary college student who has just graduated, goes to a company to apply for a job, and asks for a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, and the boss will think that he is not self-sufficient.

But if this person asks for a million monthly salary, then he can only tell him, buddy, where to stay cool!

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Chapter 1096: Offer