Lay the rest of the skincare products on the dresser one by one, not to mention, the bottles and cans are put away, it looks a lot like that.

It's just that I can't laugh, and my eyebrows can't help but frown.

In fact, at the stall where I paid Sister Ami, it suddenly occurred to me that if I poured a hand through someone else, would I be able to convey my true heart?

So, I need to test the water with a set of skincare products.

If Uncle Xiaolong really understands me, when he brings back the skin care products, he will pass them on to Aunt Feng or Aunt Ai Qiu.

As long as this result comes out, there is no problem for my family to use it, and the process is still very smooth, I can use the money I earn in this way to be filial to my elders in the future.

At that time, I, a loser, can also do it less painfully, and the money will hit the back of the knife and bounce back to the blade.

Seek a roundabout consummation.

Because I don't just want to be filial to my parents and family, it's important to be on Master's side.

When I was shopping at Sister Nan's, I inquired about the cost of going to school, and she said that she would have to pay 10,000 or 20,000 yuan after the transfer office, and then pay some other fees, and it was estimated that the money that my father gave to the master would run out.

The problem is that this is not a one-shot deal, Master has to continue to invest.

Not to mention the side, I don't need to pay for water to take a shower and wash clothes in the house? Does it cost electricity to turn on the lights at night?

Even if the master said that there was no need for *** heart, I also asked the master in a daze how to calculate the expenses when I was listening to the lecture in my dream.

The master replied directly to me with three words: "It's not productive, let me silence it, just listen to his lectures in a proper manner."

Even though Master says it doesn't matter, it's hard for me not to care.

I will always think about the worst result, one day in the future, I will really be gone, won't the master be empty?

To cultivate a loser like me, Master not only has to pay manpower, financial and material resources, but also has to take huge risks.

No wonder the five brothers didn't want to see me, the odds were too low.

As soon as the negative emotions came out, I closed my eyes and immediately walked up the chicken soup and drank it by myself.

This performance is cold-resistant, and wind and frost are helpless.

Mo Yan Dao is rare, and his kung fu is not enough.

Give it a go, turn your bike into a motorcycle!

Think about the money in your pocket, there are more than seven hundred left.

The dried flowers are endless, and there is nothing to say.

Keep your eyes open.

I'm in good spirits!

I went downstairs and went straight to the backyard, slipped around the tree twice, and picked up some pine bark by the yard lamp.

When I got down, I dug a pit, spread the pine bark into it, laid down five hundred yards, and covered it with some pine bark crumbs.

While burying it, he sang, "Little loser, what are you doing, like a fool, you bury money, what do you think, who do you want to spend, little mouse, you're welcome, take it and spend it, if you want to lose, you will lose, don't pretend to be ......"

After burying it, I got up and stepped on the soil surface a little more, fluttered my hands, and said to myself, "Okay, throw away the money, don't want it, rat brothers, if you need money, take it away and spend it, who called me a loser, I want to be a loser, haha, so happy!"

With my hands behind my back, I walked slowly towards the front yard, crossed the basketball hoop, and looked back at the trees in various postures.

Silently muttering in my heart, Songsong, you must not let me down.

I didn't choose a pomegranate tree, I didn't choose a peach tree, I picked up the bark of your pines......

While your bark is easier to pick, there's a deeper purpose to it.

When I was a child, I played in the mountains, and I often saw groups of men carrying packages on their backs and holding sticks walking deeper into the mountains.

Dad said that they were mountain herders who made money by digging wild ginseng.

I asked my dad how they dug ginseng and how they brought it back.

Dad said that he didn't understand the specific rules of the mountain release, but he heard that in order to avoid the loss of water from wild ginseng, the mountain keeper would wrap the first wild ginseng in the bark of a pine tree and bury it in the ground, so as to keep the wild ginseng fresh and loose

The bark also has a unique fragrance that prevents rats from eating it......

As soon as the idea came out, I raised my hands high and made a tendon stretching motion, "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything, I don't have any ideas, I want to lose~"

To tell you the truth, I can keep 700 yuan and spend it slowly, at least to buy something I really need.

After going out for a long walk, I'm not so uncomfortable.

The moment is also an occasional headache.

The extent to which small needles pierce the scalp from time to time.

Compared with the head-on hammer of landslide and ground cracking, this little illness and pain is not a problem at all, and it is completely within my tolerance.

It can be seen that money does not have to be clean and clean.

Of course, the defeat is to the bottom, and even if I borrow money to spend, so that the assets become negative, it is better to have a starvation, we still don't pay it back, play stinky scoundrels, I don't need to sum up to know that my body will be more comfortable.

But to do that, this part of my soul is susceptible to trauma.

Based on this, as long as I can run, jump, and endure these small pains, and have the energy to read books and learn to do side things.

Even if the defeat is balanced by me.

Then why did I take out five hundred pieces and bury them in the earth?

Trial.

Even if I dig a hole in the mountain.

Thinking turns out of a mountain road eighteen turns.

All want to set aside some of the money.

Don't look at my dad in the village, he is quite able to earn money, but he has a hard time just paying for his eldest sister's tuition and living expenses.

I mentioned earlier that I wanted to learn calligraphy, and I felt that I was a bit nondescript in practice.

Aunt Feng agreed and asked my father to take me to the soft pen calligraphy class in the town to sign up.

Just as he was paying the money, my father received a call from my eldest sister to buy study materials.

At that moment, I could clearly see the embarrassment on my father's face.

He put down his phone and kept counting the money in his wallet.

There were only a few back and forth, and he still counted them back and forth with his fingertips.

At the time, I didn't know what he was counting, but now that I think about it, I guess it was his indescribable struggle.

The teacher in the study class asked him if he could sign up, and his father nodded and said, at this point, I said I didn't want to study.

My dad asked me why, and I said I didn't like to learn anymore, and I didn't have that patience.

In front of the class teacher, my father blamed me a few words.

As soon as I came out, my father took me to the stationery store, let me pick two copybooks, when I picked he said to go to the toilet, when I came back, I saw that his eyes were very red, I asked him what was wrong, he said that the wind and sand were big, the tone was still not good, and asked me why I didn't want to learn and tossed him to run a calligraphy class.

That being said, Dad bought me two more bottles of ink that day.

On the way back, I went to the fruit store to buy my favorite oranges.

I sat in the back seat of my motorcycle, carrying an orange in one hand and a slip bag in the other, feeling very arrogant.