Suddenly.

On the street that is only half a mile away from the city gate.

Qian Beibei and Hang followed Yue Zhong along the street.

Suddenly, Qian Beibei stopped to look at a signboard across the street.

The three words on the signboard were written in a very thick and messy manner, and she didn't recognize what they were after reading them for a long time.

Behind the sign, there was a stall selling tea eggs.

Qian Beibei immediately recalled what the shopkeeper had said earlier.

Could it be ......

The tea eggs sold at the stall are the ones that the shopkeeper just tasted for her?

In order to confirm, she walked straight over and asked, "Boss, how do you sell tea eggs?" ”

"Two cents for one, three cents for two."

"Then give me two first."

After paying the silver and taking the tea eggs, Qian Beibei peeled one off and tasted it, and after tasting it, he took out thirty yuan, "Boss, give me another twenty." ”

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute!"

"Anyway, the boss...... Who wrote this sign for you? ”

Hearing this, the boss who sold tea eggs stopped packing eggs for her, looked up at his own signboard with a smile, "My son wrote it." ”

After speaking, when handing the loaded tea eggs to Qian Beibei, he saw that Qian Beibei was particularly interested in his messy and scribbled signboard.

He smiled and said to her: "My youngest son has been very interested in reading and writing since he was a child, but my family is too poor, until he was ten years old, I saved some money to send him to a private school, my signboard is after he learned to write with a brush, according to other people's handwriting, I want to keep it as a souvenir, has not been willing to change." ”

"That's it."

Qian Beibei listened, and didn't count whether the boss had wrapped enough tea eggs for her, so she just carried it and left.

She doesn't think that people who miss the old like that doing business will give people a short pound or two.

On the other side of the street, when Hang walked back with Qian Beibei carrying tea eggs, his eyebrows that were slightly frowning before were already twisted into a ball at this time, "I see Beibei, you bought a lot of tea eggs?" ”

"Well, I have a lot of people in my family, so I bought twenty."

After answering, Qian Beibei took out two tea eggs and handed them to Hang and Yuezhong respectively, "This tea egg is delicious, you can also taste it." ”

The two looked at each other hesitantly, and reached out to take it.

Yue Zhong immediately peeled it off and tasted it, "It does taste good." ”

Hang pinched it in the palm of his hand and never peeled it off to eat.

Xiang'er likes to eat eggs.

Whether it's a boiled egg, an omelette, or the tea egg in her hand at the moment......

Xiang'er loves to eat.

But their family is so poor that it is difficult to eat eggs.

It's rare that Bei Bei gave her one, and she has to keep it for Xiang'er to eat.

Qian Beibei saw through her thoughts, didn't say anything, and didn't give her another one.

Because her intuition told her that she would refuse to give it to Xiang'er Niang again.

……

Half an hour later.

As soon as Qian Beibei stepped into the courtyard door with his things, he shouted loudly: "Honey, I bought you something delicious!" ”

After the words fell, she stared around to find Yuesheng's figure, but saw a petite and thin person running out of the hall quickly and threw himself into her arms, "Sister, you are back!" ”

Sister......

Qian Beibei was suspicious for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, he found out the identity of the thin little girl like bean sprouts in his arms from the memory of the original owner.

Qian Lanlan, twelve years old, the youngest sister of the original owner.

The appearance of the original owner's mother-in-law is sweet and cute, and the voice is exceptionally soft and glutinous.

There is no resemblance to the original owner with an ugly face!

So......

Could the original owner have picked it up?