"Little sister, why are you still selling flowers on the street so late?" Shu Yao squatted down, looked at her little sister and asked.

The little girl looks like she is about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she is not well dressed, but she is very neat, and the whole person is very clean, and she looks like a very neat little girl.

The flowers in the basket still have leaves, and the little girl also has a small watering can in the basket, which seems to be prepared for the moisturizing of the flowers, but obviously the business is not good, and the flowers are not easy to sell, so the petals seem to be a little wilted.

After all, now Christmas and Valentine's Day, some florists will choose to package roses better, wax the petals to prevent moisture loss, so that the flowers can be preserved for a longer time, and also package the flowers with bears and the like, which looks cute and romantic.

As a result, these people who carry baskets to sell simple flowers on the street have a harder time doing business. Although it is cheaper than what is sold in the store, most of the young couples nowadays will not make their girlfriends unhappy to save this money.

"My grandmother is sick, my parents are not at home, and I want to make money to take my grandmother to the doctor." The little girl said, a sad look flashed on her face, but instead of crying, she raised a smile and said to Lu Li, "Brother, buy a flower for my sister." ”

"How many more do you have? I'm going to do it all. "Lu Li is not a good-natured person, but it is really unbearable to see such a big little girl, almost twelve o'clock still standing in this cold wind selling flowers.

"Thank you, big brother, I still have 12 here, I'll sell you 11, I wish you and your big sister will never be separated for the rest of your life." The little girl's mouth was very sweet, and she hurriedly said, which made Shu Miao happy.

Buy a rose in the flower shop, the cheapest is 15 yuan, but on the street is only 6 or 8 yuan, the little girl sells it for 6 yuan, Lu Li handed her 100 yuan, told her not to look for it, and then took the flower and Shu Yao left in the little girl's constant thanks.

Although Shu Yao wore her hair loosely, the leather bands were still tied around her wrists. She took off the rubber band, then tied the flowers into a bundle, held the flowers and Lu Li held hands and prepared to drive home.

Their car was still parked in front of the movie theater, so the two of them walked back in the direction of the movie theater, and as soon as they arrived in front of the movie theater, they met an acquaintance.

"Yo, who should I be, isn't this our flower? Tut-tut, your boyfriend will give you this flower for Christmas, you said that you agreed to be with me now, and now you won't stand in the cold wind and wait for the taxi to come, and I gave my girlfriend 99 well-packed roses, if I wasn't afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold it, I would like to give her 999 flowers. Xu Yan drove the car and stopped next to Shu Yao and said proudly.

Shu Yao raised his eyes and saw a girl sitting in the passenger seat of Xu Yan's car.

"Oh, what's the matter with me?" Shu Yao said coldly.

"Do you want to dump the little white face next to you, stay with me, and take you for a ride." Xu Yan didn't care about the woman sitting in his co-pilot's seat at all, and he didn't notice that her face changed, and finally turned into a forced smile, looking at Shu Yao with some resentment.

"Just your broken car?" Shu Yao sneered, took Lu Li's car remote control, and pressed it, and Lu Li's car rang.