After Feng Zhanpeng finished explaining, he changed the fruit basket to the other hand, took it out in his pocket, took out a handful of zero tickets, two pieces a piece, and several five pieces of ten pieces interspersed, and handed them to Song Huanxi: "Take it!" ”

Song Huanxi immediately shook his head and refused: "Senior brother, I can't ask for it!" ”

Feng Zhanpeng glared at her: "When is it?" When the senior brother doesn't know, right?! ”

"I'll just say, a few days ago, you asked me to inquire about the family surnamed He who opened the foreign bank! I thought the kid surnamed He bullied you! ”

"It turned out that An Xiuniang had a crush on the old man surnamed He!"

Song Huanxi was silent for a moment, and said softly: "After all, she is the biological mother of Ah Yun and Wen Zai, and I still hope that she will have a good home." ”

"You!" Feng Zhanpeng hated that iron could not be made and knocked her with a shudder, and he couldn't help but stuff all the handfuls of change in his hand into her hand: "Okay, take it!" ”

"It's all the hard-earned money I made carrying bags at the dock!"

"Clean!"

Song Huanxi blinked, and the money in his palm no longer looked like a hot potato: "Then-thank you, senior brother!" ”

Feng Zhanpeng glanced at her obliquely, this junior sister is used to pretending to be obedient, in the past, he went to the teacher's house for dinner, Song Huanxi thought he ate too much, and quietly changed his rice bowl to one size smaller!

Thanks to his thick skin, he just added food four times!

As a result, the next day, half of the rice cooked by this girl was directly reduced!

Song Huanxi was silent, her heart was dark!

But that's okay, now the world is so chaotic, their three sisters and brothers, either weak women, or children, if they are not smart, it is difficult to live!

Feng Zhanpeng told him again, handed over a basket of pork and fruit to Song Huanxi, then put on a top hat, lowered the brim of the hat, and after observing it, he walked out of the alley sideways and left quickly.

Song Huanxi stood in place for a while, until she felt that her hands were heavy, and her fingers were red with the straw rope pendant tied to the fish and pork, and then she stepped out of the alley and walked towards home.

Before leaving, the senior brother said one last sentence, "Senior sister, fortunately you are not like a teacher. ”

Isn't it like a father?

Before his father died, he called her to the bedside, drank away An Xiuniang, who wanted to eavesdrop, and asserted in the first sentence: "Within three years after my death, An Xiuniang will inevitably remarry." ”

"When the time comes, if you have a hard time, you can ask two people for help."

"The first is the principal Chen Qi'an, he cares about the old feelings and will definitely help you, but he is too busy to take care of himself, and his help is limited."

"There's one more—"

"It's your senior brother, Feng Zhanpeng."

Song Huanxi was very surprised at the time: "Aren't you very angry because your senior brother dropped out of school and joined the gang, and you don't allow him to come to the door again?" ”

Song Gaoyang smiled and touched his daughter's head, "Huanhuan, although you are smart, you still see too few people in the world!" ”

"I don't see him, just because I want him to try his best to help you in the future, and the more determined I am, the more he feels indebted to me."

"However, after all, he has embarked on a road of no return, don't beg him until the last resort!"

……

The money in the palm of his hand was inexplicably a little scorching, and Song Huanxi exhaled softly, is it a last resort?

She found a senior brother for An Xiuniang's remarriage, if her father was alive, she was afraid that she would be scolded for being confused!

Senior brother is right, she is indeed not as ruthless as her father.

When he got home, Song Huanxi first put the fish and pork in the kitchen, washed the fish, and salted all the pork.

In the fruit basket, the yellow-green pineapples occupy most of the country, and the golden mangoes look very pleasing, piled up all around the pineapples.

These two fruits, one from Malay and the other from Bay Island, are not cheap in Hong Kong Island, where shipping is developed.

Song Huanxi didn't move the pineapples, only picked two soft ones from the mangoes, washed them, and put them on a small plate.

After finishing all this, Song Huanxi had time to sit down and count the change that her senior brother stuffed her.

The crumpled banknotes are flattened one by one, and then arranged in order of size, and the coins are stacked into two stacks according to their face value.

“…… Ninety-two, ninety-three. ”

"Plus an eight-in-one coin."

Song Huanxi didn't expect that this handful of fragmentary coins would add up to so many, nearly a hundred yuan!

She was originally short of two hundred, but half of it was missing!

Now, as long as she finds a way to make up the last 100 yuan, she can sign up for the student training class!

When my father was alive, he really had no last resort, and the two helpers he named sponsored a hundred yuan each.

Song Huanxi couldn't help but feel a little pity, if only his father had left another name for help.

With the remaining hundred, you can only figure out your own way.

Song Huanxi stood up and looked around the empty living room, and finally, her gaze fell on the bookshelf against the wall.

Against the backdrop of the three walls of the family, this wall full of books is extremely valuable.

Song Huanxi slowly walked to the bookshelf, but unfortunately, although there are many books here, most of them are his father's tool books, and the caprice miscellaneous notes he bought in recent years are all new editions of books, and if they are sold, they can only be sold as scrap.

Her gaze moved up, and finally landed on the top floor of the bookshelf—

Song Huanxi moved the chair and stepped on it, the chair immediately crunched overwhelmed, she carefully stood up straight and took off a book.

On the blue cover of the thread-bound body, there are a few big characters written with a brush: Fat Yan Zhai re-evaluates the stone record.

After opening it, there is a vertical and beautiful black line in the middle of the page, and next to the black letter, there is a smaller red block mark.

Although the paper has been yellowed due to the passage of time, the handwriting inside is still very clear.

This is due to the careful preservation of my father.

I remember when I was a child, every once in a while, when the weather was good, my father would take her and her second sister to move the books outside one by one and spread them out to bask in the sun.

At this time, my father will start to talk about the ancients.

Speaking of their Song family, their ancestors also had a wide range, and their great-great-grandfather relied on the four books and five classics copied by hand to be admitted to the Jinshi, and he was released to the parents of a place.

Great-grandfather inherited the good habits of great-great-grandfather, copied, uh, a bunch of miscellaneous books-

Later, when his great-great-grandfather found out, in order to keep these books, his great-grandfather swore that he would definitely be admitted to Jinshi Guangzong Yaozu -

Song Huanyun ran away as soon as she heard these clichés, but Song Huanxi listened to them with relish every time.

She sat on the steps, looking at the rows of old books spread out in front of her, and imagined in her mind that she was the great-granddaughter of everyone's lady, Miss Qianjin, and the member of the fourth grade.

She imagined how everyone walked, how they ate, and what they ate when they ate, there should be a lot of meat, right?!

Steamed, braised, stir-fried –

Thinking about it, my saliva is about to flow out, no, I can't think about eating!

So, I changed direction again.

Everyone should have a maid, well, just like the second sister, she is frizzy, often breaks the tea cup and dishes, and if she breaks one, she will be deducted ten cents a month!

Hey, the second sister doesn't seem to have any money!

Then hit the palm of your hand, and hit her wow wow cry!