Yang Zimei originally wanted to laugh at her in front of her, but when she saw her eyes desire to pull the guests, she couldn't bear to disappoint her, so she sat down.
The goddess stick also spoke in the same way from her face. What she said was that she wanted to cheat money, but she had a simple thing.
When she helped Yang Zimei to look at it, Yang Zimei opened the eyes of the eyes by the way to help her see.
Then, she discovered that the tragic fate of this goddess stick was no less than herself. [
Li Zhen, the name of this goddess stick, was six -year -old and one -year -old younger brother who had been blind due to his sadness when he was six years old.
Because she had to take care of her grandmother and her younger brother, she couldn't go to school, so she learned a little face knowledge with a neighbor's blind god stick. Without education or something, she couldn't find any job.
The god stick.
What was alive was the replica of his last life, and Yang Zimei couldn't help but feel pity. He took out 300 cash from his wallet and handed it to her.
"so much?"
Li Zhen saw the three hundred oceans, and his eyes lit up because of his tiredness and exhausted. He wanted to reach out and picked it up.
I wrote here to see that the phase is five yuan at a time, and the help of the disaster is 20 yuan. I only show you the phase now, and I have not helped you to resolve the disaster, so I collect five yuan. "
Yang Zimei looked at Li Zhen a little surprised.
She didn't expect that Li Zhen was so upright.
In such a poor situation, it is rare to face 300 yuan in hesitation. It is really rare.
I remember myself in the last life, but I couldn't wait for everyone to give her a lot of money.
"It turns out."
Yang Zimei nodded, took out five yuan from the wallet, and handed it to Li Zhen.
Li Zhen took it happily and said to her, "Thank you."
If there are three hundred yuan, it will be so happy that it will be so happy.
This Li Zhen is really a superb. I do n’t know if she should say that she is stupid, or she is clean and good.
She looked at Li Zhen's face carefully and found that although this person was poor and sad, there was no disadvantage. Between the expression, she still retained the self -esteem and pride of being a human.
Moreover, her face is still presented, she has a noble person, and the days later are getting better and better.
She couldn't help but count, but it was impossible to count who Li Zhen's nobleman.
Is it yourself?
Seeing that she was thinking, she looked like a model, Li Zhen was puzzled and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?
"Exactly." [
Yang Zimei stopped his fingers and asked her with a smile, "Have you ever thought about changing a job, don't have to set up a stall here to be a god stick to deceive people?"
"I ... no lie."
Li Zhen's face flushed instantly, and he whispered, "I really know the fortune -telling."
"Well, we don't say this, I just want to ask you now, do you want to change a job?" Yang Zimei asked.
"What do you want? I haven't been to school, but I just know a few words. Even if it is sweeping the street, no one is willing to invite me." Li Zhen said with frustration.
"My parents opened the bakery shop and said that they wanted to ask for a clean hands and feet, and to help people who do things. If you want, I can take you to see it."
A few days ago, my mother was saying that because the bread was delicious, the business of the bakery was getting better and better. The two were about to be busy. I wanted to invite a helper.