Although he is a little older, he has a lot of nicknames!
"Speaking of this, it will take me a long time to talk about it. It happens to be too early now and there are not many guests, so I will tell you. Speaking of the good fortune virgin, we have to start from last year's New Year lottery..."
The landlady put down the glutinous rice balls she was rubbing, sat down at the table where they were sitting, and described it vividly.
Wang Lei and Han Meijin were stunned when they heard that the whole family had won the grand prize. Song Zhizhi himself won a car worth hundreds of thousands, a car that he could not afford after struggling for so long.
People are so irritating!
The winners are all those who have been blessed by her...
"Sister, this is a bit mysterious. Let's not talk about feudal superstition now! Winning the lottery is a matter of probability, that is, a matter of luck. I can only say that she is lucky!"
Wang Lei felt that he was still rational and did not believe this exaggerated description.
Han Meilin also nodded. The proprietress was not happy anymore and stood up quickly, "What superstition? Anyone who is superstitious is telling the truth. There is also the incident of death in the coal field landslide. There is an old man in their village who is suffering from a medical emergency..."
The landlady felt insulted, so she explained everything she knew in detail, and then asked questions.
"It used to be a problem of probability, so tell me, what is the problem now? Is it possible that there are so many coincidences? That's why everyone calls Song Zhizhi Little Lucky Star. Not only did she turn their poor family with just enough to eat into one of the richest people in the town,
She also brings good luck to others, and she is willing to help others and has helped many people in their studies...!"
After finishing the conversation, Wang Lei and Han Meilin did not dare to say anything more.
Firstly, because it sounds like these things, Song Zhizhi is really lucky, and those who are close to her will also be lucky. There is nothing to argue with. He repeatedly expressed disbelief, and he felt that the boss's wife might want to evict people!
The second reason is that it is useless to talk so much now. It would be better to ask a few more fellow villagers. If you combine the answers you get, you will probably get the real answer.
So the two of them nodded in agreement.
The landlady then went back to making the dumplings and stared at the two of them suspiciously, but never spoke. She waited until they finished eating the dumplings and paid, then she quickly locked the money in the drawer before speaking.
"I see that the way you two behaved just now is not like relatives of the Song Zhizhi family. If you are a relative and hear that you have such a powerful child, you are proud, greedy, and happy. You two look like dead... Bah, you
They are like bitter gourds, I warn you, don't have any bad intentions, otherwise, the whole town will not let you go!"
The sound was loud and sonorous, and he held an iron spatula in his hand, as if he would rush to subjugate you if you dared to behave inappropriately.
This frightened Wang Lei and Han Meilin. Everyone knew that when going to a strange place, especially a remote place where communications are not well developed, the most important thing is to pay attention to safety and not to offend the locals.
The two waved their hands repeatedly.
"No, no, we are not bad people. Really, if you don't believe it, you can go to school during morning recess and watch. You will know what we two do."
"Yes, yes, sister, don't worry, we haven't asked for a wife yet, so we didn't want to commit a crime and got up early, hahaha!"
After explaining, the two of them walked out of the store under the intimidating gaze of the landlady. It was already past seven o'clock, and it was dawn. The two of them asked several people all the way, and the results did not lead to the expected deviation in the answers.
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On the contrary, each one said more mysteriously and exaggeratedly than the other. In the end, it seemed that the elder sister who made glutinous rice balls was quite right.
Before the two of them reached the school, their minds were already buzzing. They stood there for a moment. Wang Lei took out his camera and started taking pictures of the streets.
Then continue towards the school.
"Brother Lei, I believe it. Maybe Song Zhizhi is just a very lucky person. She is just a seven-year-old baby. There is no way that she can collude with the whole town to deceive us. Alas, she had to shoot the sun in her previous life to be able to achieve this.
Be lucky!"
Han Meilin was extremely envious!
Don't say too much, just give him a chance for good luck, and that will be enough for him in his life!
At the very least, you can try hugging Song Zhizhi's thigh later to get some luck and get a raise in salary?
He began to plan in his mind how to hug his thighs. Wang Lei had already handed over a wheat cake, "Try it, it tastes better than the ones in the city. I didn't expect it. I heard it was sold by Auntie Song Zhizhi. No, it's the one over there!"
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After saying that, he continued to eat the wheat cake in his hand. If he had known better, he would not eat glutinous rice balls, otherwise he could eat other things and taste them all.
Considering Aunt Song Zhizhi's ability, their family's wealth is not entirely a matter of luck.
"When did you buy it? It was so fast!" Han Meilin didn't realize it yet. Wang Lei had already finished eating and started taking pictures at the snack street to record the fireworks at the town center primary school.
Then he went to the school gate to take some frontal photos of the school. The security guard Liu Shu quickly came out to stop him, "Where did you two come from? Who are you? Why are you taking pictures of our school? This is a school. Put it down quickly. Do you hear me?
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The more he talked about Uncle Liu, the angrier he became. Han Meilin took out a soft cigarette, handed it to Uncle Liu, and said with a smile, "Uncle, uncle, don't be angry, we are not bad people, we are reporters from Fengcheng TV Station
, I want to come to the school for an interview and take some photos!”
"Really!? Then why didn't you ask the school leader for approval before coming over? I didn't receive any news?"
It didn't say how he dared to believe it. Whose fault is it if something goes wrong?
"Uncle, we just arrived in a hurry and didn't have time. We don't wait for you to show us the way. Here are our documents!" Wang Lei pulled out the certificate and showed it to Uncle Liu.
The camera, a city dweller, quickly attracted other students who were entering the school. When I heard the words interview and reporter, my eyes immediately lit up. I picked up my schoolbag and rushed to Class 1 of the sixth grade.
In less than three minutes, I rushed to the door of Class 1, Grade 6. When I saw Song Zhizhi in the back row, I quickly shouted, "Song Zhizhi, I saw reporters at the school gate. Two of them, with cameras, said they were here for interviews. I'm sure."
Came to visit you!"
What, interview, reporter?!!
The whole class was excited. Everyone stood up and rushed out of their seats, lying on the fence and looking towards the school gate.
"Hey, are they those two men? The ones in black clothes look a bit fair. They look like they are from the city!"
"Zhizhi, come quickly, there are really reporters!"
"They are coming to our building!"
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Everyone started cheering, but Song Zhizhi sat motionless in his original position, just smiling along, "I know, but I'm going to have self-study soon. If you don't eat your breakfast quickly, you'll be caught secretly eating during self-study early..."
Before they finished speaking, many students hurried back to their seats to eat and watch, and even winked at Song Zhizhi, as if to say, isn't this enough?