Chapter 483: Like
"Ahβββ oopsβmy noseββ- how do you drive!"
The obscene old man shouted, the bus driver didn't even pay attention, and shouted louder than the old man: "I don't know if I'm standing firmly....I'm very old, I can't even sit in a car." β
The domineering of the public driver made the old man speechless.
People eat public meals, and the public meals at this time are so arrogant.
Besides, the bus driver drove normally, and no one in the car fell except for the old man, so what could he do if he didn't recognize it.
The old man covered his nose and suddenly activated the tranquility.
"That girl, help me."
Probably thinking that he was about to touch the tender little hand, the old man's original anger suddenly turned into anticipation.
Old color blank!
This is the only thought in An Ning's heart.
But do you help people......
"Come on, come on, I'll help you."
An Ning is like a naΓ―ve college student who has just left the campus and is ignorant of the world, with an enthusiastic face, as if he is willing to help others as his own responsibility.
"Ahh
The old man snorted again, looked at his hands peacefully, and said in a panic and worry: "I forgot, I came here to sew gloves, and I forgot to take the needle." β
An Ning, who was wearing gloves, had three embroidery needles in his palm, which were firmly pierced into the old man's palm.
"That uncle....you give me back the needle in your palm, a few cents."
What An Ning said was sincere, the old man panted and trembled, pointed at An Ning and said, "Lose money!" β
"Huh? Isn't that okay? You still have to pay me money, are you sick in your blood? β
"Mom!"
An Ning was frightened, and retreated in fright, but there was nowhere to retreat.
"Contagious not? I don't want the needle, I'll give it to you, it's really...."
The tranquility that wants to speak again makes the old man want to faint again, this girl is afraid that she is a fool!
"I'm talking about - touch!"
The old man didn't finish his sentence, the bus braked, and he fell again.
Same place, same movement, more force.
At this time, the bridge of the old man's nose could be seen to be a little collapsed, and it was estimated that he was fractured.
"Get off, get off."
It was another bus stop, and An Ning waved at the old man and said, "I don't need the needle, you take care." β
With a sound of you take care, An Ning's gloved hand patted the old man's shoulder, and several embroidery needles were all left.
"Ahβββ you, you, your-touch!"
Before the old man could shout, the car started again, and he struck the pole in the middle.
This time, probably he himself was a little dizzy, his eyes were full of stars, and he was dazed.
The people in the car subconsciously gave up a small area to the old man, even if they stood on other people's feet, they didn't want to be next to this unlucky old man with an infectious disease that outsiders didn't know.
The old man suffered a dumb meal and did not appear on the bus for a long time.
An Ning, who got off the bus on the other side, walked the last stop happily and went to pick up the little wolf.
Coincidentally, halfway she met Yu Zheng walking a little wolf.
Yu Zheng walked behind the little wolf, and said in his mouth: "My little ancestor, are we done walking?" β
What answered Yu Zheng was the little wolf's arrogant little eyes and continued to step forward with his head held high.
An Ning looked at such a humble Yu Zheng, and couldn't help but wonder what the little wolf was doing?
"Little wolf!"
With a shout, Yu Zheng felt that the rope in his hand suddenly exerted force, slipped out of his palm, and rushed towards the front.
Yu Zheng stood behind and didn't worry, just wondering what kind of ....... wolf this was?
The little wolf rushed into An Ning's arms, his eyes glancing twice over An Ning's legs without plaster.
"Hehe, I'm fine, happy or not."
The little wolf didn't pay attention to the peace at all, found a comfortable position in her arms, and lay down.
"Hey, what do you mean, I'm not going to take you back."
No matter what An Ning said, the little wolf was like a puddle of mud, but he couldn't go down.
"You're lazy."
An Ning said, walked forward with the one in his hand again, greeted Yu Zheng, and prepared to go home first.
"I'll send you back."
"No, it's just a good exercise to exercise your legs and feet."
An Ning hugged the little wolf, and after saying goodbye to Yu Zheng, he walked towards home, passing by a small shop selling food all the way, bought something, and even saved food at night.
Time flies quickly, and the New Year's Day party is tonight.
In the past two days, there has been more and more news about the peace program, going through the back door, and bullying people, and those who want to believe it believe it, and those who don't want to believe it naturally don't believe it.
The New Year's party starts at seven p.m. and ends at nine.
An Ning was not in a hurry, and she had been practicing the cooperation of erhu and suona in the opera garden.
In the opera garden, An Ning and Jiang Xia cooperate quite tacitly, but the musical attainments of the two are really not high.
After the end of the song, the master who taught the two asked honestly: "In your school, there are so many people in Tiannan and Haibei, you can't come up with other programs?" β
An Ning was heartbroken by the old man's question.
"Uncle Hu, you're too ...... Honestly. β
Hu Lao, who taught erhu, followed his beard and said: "No way, I've been with you for a long time, and the one who is close to ink is black." β
An Ning's eyes widened, and a finger pointed at herself and asked, "I'm Mo?" β
Jiang Xia on the side interjected: "It can also be black." β
"Hahahaha!"
Everyone laughed loudly, and they were a little reluctant.
Jiang Xia and An Ning studied here, and everyone had a good time, and the most important thing was that the two of them paid.
"This money... I haven't earned enough, but at your level, I'm really embarrassed to let you spend money to continue studying. β
Hu Lao sighed and said, "I really can't explain it." β
Hu Lao changed his way and said that the two of them had no talent, and Jiang Xia and An Ning were not angry, this was already their daily routine.
You complain that I can't do it, and I complain that you don't have money.
Everyone comes and goes, and it is already a friend of the year.
"It's so lively here."
Pleasant voice, silent footsteps, you don't need to look at it, you know that the person who comes is the famous horn begonia in the garden.
Begonia, who has removed her makeup, wears a white Tang costume on her upper body, a gown-style gown on her lower body, and a pair of black cloth shoes on her feet, like a prince of the Republic of China who has read poetry and books.
Everyone said hello and talked about joy.
When the time came, An Ning and Jiang Xia left with their respective musical instruments.
Hu Lao, who was pulling the erhu, looked at the begonia who was still looking at it, patted him on the shoulder with one hand and said, "If you like it, go after it." β
"You're laughing."
"What did I say and laugh at me, you guy, you don't have a word of truth in your mouth, Anning girl, who can not like it!"
Hu Lao shouted two sentences reluctantly, and Haitang smiled lightly: "Some likes don't have to be overflowing. β
Haitang left, Hu Lao sighed, and he didn't dare to do anything beyond the norm.
In other words, that Jiang Xia, in his eyes, is not a simple person.
(End of chapter)