"This..." Shen Shuang couldn't answer. In fact, she had been assimilated by Shen Bingning to a terrifying degree. In the past, Shen Shuang would not have been able to accept Shen Bingning's somewhat shocking idea. However, now she has Gradually, she learned to think and think about what Shen Bingning said. Although it was different from what she had learned since childhood, sometimes when she thought about it, it was indeed this kind of truth. Shen Bingning was very realistic, and the reality was shocking. Behind the scenes, you can live better and live better than others.
Shen Bingning ran to the side, took out the eyebrow pencil, and already took a piece of paper and wrote it. After a long time, she put the paper in front of Shen Shuang.
"Shuangshuang, memorize these by heart."
Shen Shuang picked up the paper and read it for a long time, "What are you writing?"
"What, it's just an oral verdict?" Shen Bingning took it over again and saw that it was written so clearly, 1 up 1, 2 up 2, 3 down divided by 2. This was clearly written by Yang Ming, but why did Shen Shuang not understand it? Does it mean she can't see clearly?
She didn't understand, she really didn't understand. She began to think seriously about Zhi Lai. What was the problem, which point, which point?
By the way, she suddenly snapped her fingers.
"I understand, I'm going to change it." She sat in front of the table again and started to smear the eyebrow pencil. When she put the changed piece in front of Shen Shuang, Shen Shuang took it over again and painted it again. one look,
"Do you understand this time?" Shen Bingning was lying on the table, she was almost exhausted.
After a long time, Shen Shuang nodded, "I understand."
"That's good," Shen Bingning finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the chair. She said that although her handwriting was not very beautiful, at least it was readable. Why didn't Shen Shuang understand? , it turns out that it was because she just wrote it in Arabic numerals, and of course she didn't understand it. It would be okay if she didn't change it to Chinese characters.
Shen Shuang didn't ask any questions and just started carrying it while doing handwork.
When Shen Bingning saw Shen Shuang working so hard, she didn't bother her. She went to the street and bought a letter of snacks, a bottle of wine, and a bag of silver wrapped in red envelopes, and then went to shopkeeper Sun.
"Uncle Sun, I'm here," Shen Bingning's voice arrived first before the person arrived.
"Bing Ning, you're here." Shopkeeper Sun put down the account book he was looking at and stood up to greet Shen Bing Ning. "How's it going? Have you made an agreement with Boss Chen?"
"Okay, okay," Shen Bingning put all the things she brought on the table, "The shop is mine now."
"That's good, that's good," Shopkeeper Sun smiled and stroked his beard, "I'm older now and don't have that much energy, otherwise I would also like that shop. It's better to be young."
"Uncle Sun..." Shen Bingning leaned on the table, her eyes blinking.
"What's wrong, you girl, why do you need my help again?" Shopkeeper Sun saw the snacks on the table and knew that she had something to ask for again.
"Uncle Sun, you are such a kind person." Before she could say this, Shen Bingning was talking to shopkeeper Sun.
"You..." Shopkeeper Sun couldn't help but shake his head. This kid is really energetic. He is indeed old. "Okay, tell me, what's the matter? Tell me," Shopkeeper Sun adjusted his sleeves, and he was all polite. It's a gift, but it would be impossible if he didn't help.
"Uncle Sun, I knew you were a good man," Shen Bingning's eyes lit up. "I want to open a shop, but you know..."