Although Senior Brother Jiu said so, Zhang Shiyi still couldn't figure it out, obviously he was living like a flower, so he finally lived a few days of wealth, why did he have to donate?

Even if you want to donate, you should at least discuss it with yourself!

He glanced back at the direction of Longhu Mountain and said nothing.

"Hey~~"

Senior Brother Jiu could only shake his head helplessly, he knew that the age of the junior brother was the age of rebellion.

Although the little junior brother is extremely sensible on weekdays, the blow to him this time is too great, and it is impossible to turn around in a while.

Besides, even he felt that what Master had done this time was really excessive!

What kind of fate, what year of star, for the master, is not something that can be solved in minutes, is it so complicated to use!

Of course, Master naturally has his deep meaning, which is not something that he can understand at this level.

I could only watch Eleven and step on the approaching car.

Zhang Shiyi, who was carrying a package, did not return to the market to set up a stall, but gambled around the city for a day.

Originally, he wanted to find a serious job, and it could be regarded as a break with his teacher.

As a result, people either thought he was young or didn't have a diploma.

But Zhang Shiyi ran out of the welfare home at the age of eight, wandering around, where can he have a diploma, he can have an ID card, and it is already very good if he is not a black household.

Of course, no diploma does not mean no culture, whether it is nameless or Zhang Changliu, they are all very good figures, if they are put in the literary world, they are everyone, and Zhang Shiyi is naturally also familiar with it.

It's a pity, if you want to enter a large company or a large enterprise, the first stepping stone is a diploma, and if you can't meet the requirements of other people's recruitment, people won't even give you the opportunity to interview, even if you are awesome, experienced, and have a fart!

Besides, he's not even seventeen years old this year, who dares to use him~

Zhang Shiyi, who hit the south wall for a day, could only walk on the road decadently, the cold wind blew, and it was desolate.

I touched the only two thousand yuan left on my body, gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, spent eighty yuan, and found a small hotel to stay for one night.

I also took a hot bath comfortably.

"Flowers, I'll make a lot of flowers! Who will save it, don't spend it again, and the hell knows when I will let that old guy donate it to me again! ”

Zhang Shiyi, who gritted his teeth, was ruthless at the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The owner of the noodle restaurant carefully added two eggs to him.

"Housheng, don't be angry with your family, I know at your age, what is it called, what is it called, right, rebellious period!

When I was a child, I was like this, because I was angry with my parents and didn't go to school well, so I ran to this city.

Look at me, after so many years, my son is older than you, so I still rely on this small noodle restaurant to make a living.

Remember, children, parents will never harm you, but sometimes their way of expressing them may be unacceptable to you.

Hey~ I also learned these things after I became a parent.

It's a pity that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to be filial and doesn't wait......"

It can be seen that the owner of this noodle shop is also a person with a story, and the lit cigarette blurs the weather-beaten face.

Although he could understand the words, Zhang Shiyi still stubbornly didn't want to return to the Taoist temple.

At his age, if it weren't for someone pulling his neck and kicking him hard in the ass, it would be really hard to turn back.

The next day, Zhang Shiyi slept for the first time, and it was not until the time to check out that he slowly came to the market.

"Eleven, what's the matter, I've made a fortune, and I can't even get out of the stall?"

The merchants in the past greeted him familiarly, but this sentence once again pierced his heart.

It's really decades of hard work, and it's back to before liberation!

Never having and having and then losing are two different concepts entirely.

Looking at the listless little eleven, the fat aunt touched his head with concern.

"Eleven, aren't you sick? Don't have a fever? ”

"Hehe, it's okay, auntie, I just didn't sleep well last night."

Naturally, you can't tell anyone about things at home, but if it is known that there are eleven graves piled up in your house, and there are still a group of dead ghosts living in the graves, you can't frighten everyone.

"Poor child, or you will be a son-in-law for your aunt~"

The words that came from behind him directly frightened Zhang Shiyi into a stagger, and he quickly pretended not to hear it, and ran to his stall with a smoke.

"Haha, Sister Wang, you're selling your second girl again, in fact, if you are ruthless, let your second girl lose weight and lose 180 pounds, then it's really a big beauty~"

The uncle who sells fruit on the side is playing with the fat aunt haha.

"Fuck off, you know shit! Fat and strong, if Eleven marries my second girl, it will be the ancestral tomb smoking, how many generations of blessings will have to be cultivated~"

"Haha, our sister Wang, but I saved a lot of dowry for Erya~"

"That's it, the old lady is just this one daughter, don't leave it to her, who will leave it to~"

......

Everyone's laughter reached Zhang Shiyi's ears word for word, which made him feel uncomfortable.

If you look at other people, they save money for their children, but what about you, Master!

The stall didn't bother to set up, so he sat on the pony, watching the people come and go, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"Eleven, it's okay, right? Why didn't you even set up a stall? ”

Lao Mo, who didn't see Zhang Shiyi in the morning, was very worried, for fear that something would happen to this child.

I ran several times this morning, and finally saw him coming, and quickly asked with concern.

"By the way, Uncle Mo, didn't you say that you could find me a job, and is there any drama?"

After seeing Lao Mo, Zhang Shiyi quickly stood up.

Originally, the main purpose of his coming today was to find Uncle Mo, because he knew that only the uncle in front of him was the one who was really good to him.

"What's the matter, don't set up your fortune-telling booth, isn't business doing well these days?"

"Uncle Mo, I just suddenly figured it out, I can't do a lifetime of setting up a stall and telling fortunes, can you help me find a serious job?"

Lao Mo actually didn't want Eleven to do this for a long time.

He is less than seventeen, and he is not seventy, a young man, what is the matter with setting up a stall every day to tell fortunes!

"Also, don't worry, this matter is on the uncle!

By the way, eleven, are you sixteen or seventeen? ”

"I'll be seventeen years old in a few months, so report it falsely, count it as eighteen!"

Zhang Shiyi, who had been wandering for a day, knew that if you were not eighteen years old, no one would dare to use you, after all, it was illegal to use child labor.