A farce passed, and Yang Zimei and Xia Mo continued to prepare barbecue materials.
However, Xia Mo has always been unhappy, and how can I be shameless in scolding the big sister -in -law.
"Hehe, it's all the passing people, why should we waste our tongue?"
Yang Zimei smiled. [
"You can cultivate it, change me, and don't grab her to the police station. I am definitely not reconciled. It is too much. By the way, what does the 100 million Guanzhong copper plate mean?"
Xia Mo asked curiously.
Yang Zimei roughly talked about the matter.
"I am ah, there are such people, if you didn't find it, the copper plate was not used to waste a cat disk? Not to mention, you still help her to treat her man, and she is sorry to go back.
It's shameless to find you to touch the porcelain. "
After listening to Xia Mo, he scolded unhappy.
"It can be understood in the past. After all, I have a unknown place, but I have returned everything to her. Now I still want to find me as a grievance, it is a bit bustling."
Yang Zi's eyebrow shook his head.
"Regardless of her, anyway, such people will inevitably have any good end." Xia Mo saw some anger on Yang Zimei's face, and turned back to comfort her.
"Well, just a little bit, let's buy chicken wings and chicken legs."
The two came to selling the chicken stall and heard the boss who scolded a girl about eight years old.
"You dead girl, why are you so stupid? You steal the chicken of the old lady every day and go out to the beggars on the street. What is the picture? Is it not easy for you to make a few dollars a day?"
The girl flattened her mouth, and lowered her head with grievances, whispered, "Those beggars have a pity for eating, anyway, we sell a lot of leftover every day."
"What do they do if they have no food? Who cares about us? Why do we have no food? Why did the old mother make money so much?
The boss reached out and patted the girl's head. "I have seen the stupid one, I haven't seen you so stupid, take the things in my own house to others, dare to do this next time, I can't spare you!"
Girls bite their lips and don't speak.
Yang Zimei looked at the face in front of her eyes, leaving a large piece of ugly scar, making her face that was already beautiful and pleasant, and became a little bit embarrassing.
In this face, Yang Zimei will not forget.
In the last life, if she had a friend, it was the girl in front of her.
On the countless hunger night, she came to eat with the chicken legs and chicken legs with hot air, and chatted with herself. Looking at her eyes, she was full of compassion. [
"Sister Zimei, we are all miserable, you are homeless, my face is so ugly, and no one wants to play with me. My mother originally planned to make enough money to help me perform surgery, but
After giving birth to a younger brother, she refused to help me do it, saying that it would take tens of thousands of dollars, and I couldn't afford it. My brother also scolded me ugly every day, and my classmates also joked with me. We are all poor people. "
Girls, who were seventeen -year -old at the time, often said to her very sadly.
Yang Zimei is also very sad.
Although the girl's face is ugly, in the minds of the wanderers in the city, they are angels.
She often takes food, especially chickens that everyone can't eat often to eat for everyone, let everyone satisfy orally.