After school in the afternoon, Cheng Wenge had not yet recovered from his excitement, he seemed to have a dependence on Huang Han, and he was a little reluctant to send Huang Han to the door.

Huang Han is actually quite happy, with a sense of accomplishment, I believe that it will take some time for Cheng Wenge to regain his self-confidence, and he should be able to do it as a middle school student, so as not to drop out of school early.

When he got home, of course, Huang Han never mentioned the trouble of getting the little red flower.

In fact, he has not fully integrated into this age, if he told Huang Xin and his parents that he had won four little red flowers in one go, Huang Xin would definitely scream, and his parents would definitely be happy.

But Huang Han put the stationery box and pen he got yesterday in front of Huang Xin, who was writing his homework.

"Well, the fountain pen, the new one, is the one that the department stores sell for seven cents a penny. ”

Huang Han was very surprised, and said, "Sister, you are so powerful, you can actually know how much this fountain pen is worth." ”

"Of course I know, I go to the stationery counter of the department store almost every Sunday, and this one is seven cents a cent, the one I use now is five cents and three cents, and the other one sells for four cents and five cents. ”

"Don't waste your time looking at this stuff if you have nothing to do, it's boring. ”

"Where I'm bored to go to the store, I'm going to buy a fountain pen, my fountain pen has a little bit of leakage, and the nib is bald. ”

"Mom gave you money?"

"I don't need my mother to give me money, I save it myself. I've saved a dime and a half by selling waste paper.

We went to the cinder heap of the diesel engine factory to fill the river for several Sundays in a row to pick up scrap iron, and we have saved about ten catties, which can be sold for almost three cents.

In addition, the waste paper saved should be able to sell for six or seven cents, and it is estimated that I will be able to buy a fountain pen tomorrow afternoon. ”

Huang Han smiled: "Sister, your math grades are very good, and your accounts are quite clear, but on Sunday afternoon, according to your estimates, you can only have five cents and four cents at most."

And things may not be as you wish, you think that three cents a pound is the price of scrap iron, but our scrap iron is picked up from the slag, they may not be willing to accept it, and they may not be priced according to three cents a pound. ”

Huang Xin didn't mention it, of course Huang Han couldn't remember the old thing of picking up scrap iron with his sister for several Sundays in a row, in fact, it was not just picking up scrap iron, but also picking up broken paper boxes and saving them to sell at home.

But then he remembered the past when his sister, who rarely cried and always cried silently, cried a lot.

It was the brother and sister who endured hardships and sweated and spent three Sundays turning cinders with iron hooks in the place where the diesel engine factory filled the river, which was dirty and tired, and finally picked up ten catties of scrap iron.

As they prepare to harvest the fruits of their labor on a Sunday afternoon, they take turns carrying cartons of scrap iron to the recycling company's store on South Main Street.

I don't know if it was because the salesman who received the goods that day suddenly had a convulsion, or because the brother and sister were in tattered clothes and honest, and the salesman was too lazy to move.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at it, and replied, "If you are not qualified, you will not accept it." "It's like I'm dead, and I don't care about my brother and sister anymore.

This thing can't be sold for money, and the brother and sister are reluctant to throw it away, and when they come, they are full of energy, and they don't feel how heavy ten catties of scrap iron are, and when they go home, they are disappointed, and they only feel that they weigh a thousand catties.

Huang Xin held back tears all the way, and when she got home, she couldn't hold back and cried like a tearful person, and Huang Han of course accompanied her to tears all afternoon.

Later, these scrap iron were kept under the bed until five years later, when there was a scrap iron collector at the door, Zhang Fangfen didn't understand, and really thought that these scrap iron were really unqualified.

Who knows that people don't have a word of nonsense, just weigh the money, and the kind Zhang Fangfen also asked people, whether this scrap iron is good, people say, it is embroidered very well, but it is all small iron, the quality is no problem, much better than scrap iron.

When they all lament being laid off and hate social injustice, no one asks themselves what they are doing when they are on the job? The cycle of cause and effect is unpleasant!

Huang Xin was really full of hope to save money to buy fountain pens by selling scrap products, and when she heard Huang Han's words, she immediately looked sad.

Huang Han smiled and comforted: "Sister, you are nothing more than selling scrap to save money to buy fountain pens, as long as you get the fountain pen, you don't need to care whether the scrap can be sold, whether you can sell it at a good price, right?"

"But if you don't have the money to sell scrap, what can you do to buy pens?"

"You don't need to buy it, you have one in front of you!"

"By the way, I haven't had time to ask you where you got this pen, and this stationery box. ”

"It's my enlightened brother, what a gift I gave you!"

"Don't be kidding, how could this be yours, it should have been lent to you by a classmate, right?"

"It was a gift from my classmates in Class 3 and 5 next door, and I could spend several Sunday mornings telling them stories on end. ”

"It's outrageous, I don't believe it. ”

At this time, Huang Han happened to find Liu Xiaoming, who was probing his brain, and beckoned: "Liu Xiaoming come here." ”

Liu Xiaoming immediately ran over and asked, "Huang Han, what are you calling me for?"

"Prove it, my sister doesn't believe that this stationery box and pen are gifts from my classmates next door. ”

"I didn't see it, but I believe it's true. ”

"Go, go, you're proving that there's a fart. ”

Liu Xiaoming suddenly said with a serious face: "Huang Xin, I guarantee with my personality that there are many people in the school who want to give gifts to Huang Han, including me." ”

Huang Han was puzzled: "You, what are you going to give me?"

Liu Xiaoming took out something as if offering a treasure, and said, "Look, ten 'horns'!"

"Get out!" Huang Han had a black line on his face, why do I want this thing?

Liu Xiaoming didn't understand a little, he grinned happily when he gave Huang Han two "horns" before, I picked the ten best ones for him today, how did I get the word "roll"? Shouldn't it be "thank you"?

Don't want to give gifts, Liu Xiaoming, who is nervous, doesn't care at all, he still has something to do, he refuses to "get out", he simply sits down and picks up the stationery box to look left and right, and has nothing to say: "The two rabbits on it are so cute!"

Huang Xin asked, "Huang Han is really popular at school?"

This tickled Liu Xiaoming's itchy flesh, and his eyebrows fluttered: "Not only is Huang Han very popular, even I am stained." The whole class was much more polite when they saw me.

The head of our class used to drag it like 2580,000 yuan, and when school was out today, he took my hand and begged, thinking that I should take him with me when I listened to the story tomorrow. ”

"Hmph, no wonder you brought ten 'horns', do you want to bribe me?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want a 'horn', I'll cut some meat and send it tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Bah, is the meat your own? and want to steal from the house. ”

If there were only Huang Han and Liu Xiaoming, Huang Han said this, Liu Xiaoming would not be annoyed at all, but with Huang Xin here, Liu Xiaoming's face turned red in an instant, he was anxious, and said:

"My own meat is also made for me to eat, it's a big deal that I don't eat a piece, but I just took my share in advance, how can it be considered stealing?"

Huang Han knew that he had made a mistake, which made Liu Xiaoming feel embarrassed in front of the girl, so he quickly changed the topic and said: "What kind of friendship is the two of us? Do you need to give gifts? Isn't it just to bring your squad leader?"

Liu Xiaoming, who had already fried his hair, immediately smiled when he heard this, and his face changed even more like a monkey cub, he was a little embarrassed and said: "Not only do you have to take the head of the class alone, but also what!"

Huang Han knew the nature of this kid's urine, and hurriedly stopped: "I remind you, just do it in moderation, it's hard to bring your whole class." ”

Liu Xiaoming sneered: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just a dozen people......" He saw Huang Han staring, and quickly changed his words, "Seven or eight." ”

"There are up to three of you, and if you don't go, you can let one of your classmates take over. ”

"Five, no way, I really can't help it, just five, make sure that the others don't bring any of them. ”

"Get out!"

"Okay, I'll get out, if you agree. ”

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