The little girl turned around, glanced at Xiaoman up and down a few times, sneered three times, and said, "Hahaha, I am a lucky star born. Even if I do business like this, I often get hit by the rain and hurt by hail.
, The unlucky guy who was silly blown by the strong wind, I came to my door to give me money to me, how much money can I make in a small mountain restaurant like this? More than a dozen copper coins, at most, it seems that you are unlucky guys like you, I will at least be able to do it.
If you can make ten taels of silver, why not do such a good business that makes money quickly?"
Xiaoman was speechless. When the unlucky guy encountered the lucky star, what else could he say besides lamenting the unfair fate?!
White steamed buns come up
Xiaoman looked at the yellow white steamed buns on the plate, and was very sure that this thing was definitely not made yesterday, but last month!
At this time, a cockroach crawled onto the table, paused in front of the [White Bun], and then quickly climbed away
Xiaoman has no desire to pick up this kind of junk food that even cockroaches don't want to eat, and they don't have the desire to pick them up.
Suddenly, the rain outside stopped and the sky began to clear up quickly
Xiaoman immediately stood up and planned to leave. She didn't want to stay for a minute for such a super black store opened by Lucky Star!
Before he left the house, a soprano came from outside the house: "Little Man!"
Anyone, at any time, will stop when he hears his name, and Xiaoman is no exception
Xiaoman, this name that is inseparable from her on earth, was heard in another world for the first time. She was shocked, a shock of traveling through time and space, and the starry sky.
Her name is Zhang Xiaoman because her mother loved Xu Zhimo so much. She envied the woman named Lu Xiaoman. She hoped that she would have a man who could write a song [Filengcui's One Night] for her.
When my dad was not at home, she often found that my mom was holding a napkin, watching a romance movie, and silently chanting the following paragraph:
Love, you will always be a star above my head:
If I die unfortunately, I will turn into a firefly
In this garden, flying darkly next to the grass roots
Flying to midnight at dusk, and to dawn at midnight
I just hope that the sky will not have clouds, I can see the sky
That unchanging star in the sky, that's you
I hope you shine more light for me, through the night, through the sky, through the heart of love...