Another little boy with a sallow face and skinny muscles, like a monkey, shook his head vigorously: "We don't want money! We want to pack it back and give it to our mother to drink!"
Situ Chenjue asked the old woman unhappily: "Hey, how long will this pot boil?"
The old lady smiled and said: "Sir, you have also seen that we are burning with briquettes. It is not easy to make a strong fire. It probably takes forty minutes to boil a pot! How about you wait?"
Situ Chenjue frowned and looked at the diamond watch on his hand. It had been almost an hour and a half since he came out of the hospital. It would take at least forty minutes to drive back. If she had to wait for forty minutes,
It was estimated that two hours had passed, and he was anxious to see Ye Xiaoyu and bring her mung bean soup.
He never likes to wait.
What's more, he didn't want to get too close to these people who were completely different from him in this low-rise and dilapidated slum. He was born with a mysophobia and didn't like to associate with lower-class people.
Thinking of this, he snorted, took out a few more banknotes, and stuffed them into the old lady: "Give me this pot first!"
He took out a few more banknotes and put them into the child's dirty hands: "Wait a minute, it's okay, this money is enough for you to buy a lot of mung bean soup!"
"No! We don't want it!" The little boy in the lead suddenly retracted his hand.
Situ Chenjue frowned, thinking why are these children from poor families so stubborn! His money can cover their family's living expenses for a month!
He hated these ignorant people the most. When he thought of this, his face darkened. He was about to have a seizure when he suddenly heard a clear voice: "Uncle, you are going too far!"
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Then, a pretty little girl who looked about seven or eight years old with braids came out of nowhere.
She was wearing a red T-shirt. Although it was very old, it was very clean. With shining eyes, she looked at Situ Chenjue: "Everything must be reasonable! Uncle, no matter how rich you are, you can't
Stealing other people's things! If you insist on taking other people's things, and you buy this soup for others to drink, the people who drink the soup will feel uneasy, don't you think?"
Situ Chenjue was stunned, and suddenly thought of what Ye Xiaoyu said to him before he went out: "Chenjue, sometimes you have to think about others!"
He sighed, he didn't care, he was used to being domineering, if anyone didn't do what he wanted, he would make them look good!
However, Ye Xiaoyu may not like the mung bean soup snatched in this way! Forget it, just listen to her!
When had this woman's words, which he only thought so stupid and ridiculous, now made such a deep impression on him?
Seeing the little girl and several little boys walking away happily with a pot of mung bean soup, the old lady raised her head and smiled: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'll make it for you now!"
"Well!" Situ Chenjue thought that he couldn't be in a hurry anyway, so he simply sat down on the wicker chair next to him and looked around casually.
The old lady was still nagging: "This used to be a primary school, and there were a lot of children who came to buy mung bean soup in the past! Now there is no primary school, but many children are used to drinking it. Even if they walk for half an hour, they still come to my place to buy it.
, so I can continue to open this store!"
This chapter has been completed!