After a while, Sheng Nuan walked out of the bathroom corridor, returned to the classroom, carried her schoolbag, signed a note for herself in imitation of Lao Wang's handwriting, and left the school.
Originally, she wanted to follow the trajectory of the original owner and wait to see when she would return to normal, but now she has no patience at all, and she also understands better why the original owner chose to have plastic surgery and change her name in the first place.
I was bullied a lot in my original school, and it was still the same when I moved to another school.
Some students of this age have excessive self-awareness due to their adolescent psychology and desperately want to express themselves... But without mature and correct three views, it is easy to do stupid things such as bullying others to gain a sense of accomplishment.
Still lack of social beating!
Walking slowly back from school, she tentatively called customer service on the way, but there was still no response. www.81zw.????m
Just when she walked to the street not far from her grandma's house, suddenly, a figure came into view.
It turned out to be the blind cane boy again. He was groping to organize the fruit stand with his blind cane.
Can you still set up a stall and do business if you can't even see it?
Sheng Nuan was a little strange, but she knew that the guy was a little shy and didn't want to deal with him, so he looked away and continued to move forward.
But the moment she looked away, she saw an old man holding a bag in front of the fruit stall, asking the price while stuffing a few apples into his bag without leaving any trace.
Sheng Nuan:……
There are quite a lot of unruly people in such a small county.
Seeing the young man using a blind cane to introduce his fruits to the old man, and then groping for the bags to prepare for weighing, Sheng Nuan paused for a moment, and then walked over.
When the old man saw someone coming, he immediately stopped stealing the apples and pretended to use money to pay for the oranges.
The electronic scale made a mechanical sound to announce the weight, and the young man smiled and said: "Four pounds and twenty taels, twenty-five yuan and two, you can give me twenty-five."
The old man made a vague hum, took a fifty and handed it over.
The boy touched the money and took out the change from his pocket.
Sheng Nuan felt a little uncomfortable as she watched him fumble for the amount of money he wanted to change.
She couldn't see anything, and she didn't know how long he had practiced before he could count money accurately by the feel of his hands... At this moment, seeing the old man taking the oranges and leaving, she immediately said: "Hey, your apples haven't been weighed yet.
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The old man froze, and Sheng Nuan saw that the young man's expression was also stunned.
He pursed his lips, paused for a moment, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand: "Let me weigh you."
The old man's ears were red, and his lips moved to say something, but there were people not far away on the left and right. Everyone knew everyone in this small county town, so he handed the bag over in frustration.
Seeing the boy collect the apple money again, Sheng Nuan was about to turn around and was about to leave when the boy's laughing voice sounded behind him.
"Are you Zhou Nannan from Grandma Xu's family?"
Nannan is the nickname of the original owner.
Sheng Nuan turned around: "Well, it's me."
Then I saw the young man sitting behind the fruit stall, smiling and tutting: "You are a good student from a big city, why are you skipping classes, huh?"
Sheng Nuan was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she had skipped class and came back. If she went back now, her grandma would definitely ask what happened, and she would inevitably have to worry again.
After a moment of pause, she turned around and sat on another stool next to the fruit stall, preparing to go back when school was over.
It's still some distance from home, so grandma won't find me.
Hearing the sound of the stool, the young man was startled, and then shouted: "What are you doing? Don't stay here and affect my business."
Sheng Nuan glanced at him: "If it weren't for me, you would have lost money."
Apples are more expensive than oranges, and those stolen apples cost thirty or forty yuan.
After the words fell, the young man was slightly startled, then grinned: "That's right."
For the next time, Sheng Nuan sat there and passed the time, watching young people selling fruits on the street... Fortunately, most people still have a conscience, or maybe it was because someone was sitting next to them. Anyway, I never encountered anyone stealing fruits again.
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During this process, Sheng Nuan learned from the conversation between the boy and the guest that his name was Xu Le, and he should be living with his mother... His eyes should have been fine before, and he didn't know what happened.
They weren't familiar with each other, Xu Le obviously didn't like to talk about his experiences with strangers, and Sheng Nuan didn't know anything else.
When it was time for school to end, she saw a student passing by, and she patted her butt and stood up.
The plastic stool made a sound, and Xu Le turned to look over: "Are you leaving?"
Sheng Nuan hummed, and then she saw him groping for a mango: "Thank you today, please have a mango."
This mango is the most expensive fruit at his fruit stall.
Sheng Nuan shook his head: "No, I'm allergic to mangoes."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately put the big mango back and said with a smile: "That's good..."
Sheng Nuan:……
Just as he was about to leave, he heard Xu Le smile again: "How about if you continue to help me sell fruit tomorrow, I won't tell Grandma Xu that you skipped class?"
Sheng Nuan:……
She was speechless: "Has anyone ever told you that you are a bit heartless?"
Helping him move his electric car, he owed her the strong woman whom Sou Sui called her. She just helped him, and now he threatened her with skipping class to help sell fruit.
After the words fell, the young man shrugged: "I can't help it, I have a little problem, I like to tell the truth."
Sheng Nuan was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.
Not long after returning to grandma's house, grandma came back from playing mahjong with her old sisters.
Seeing that Sheng Nuan had chosen and washed all the dishes, grandma was pleased but disapproved at the same time: "My daughter is very tired after a day of school. Just go home and rest and do your homework. You don't have to work. Be good."
At this time, grandpa walked in from outside with his hands behind his back.
"Nanny!"
Grandpa is an old scholar, rather strict, and his stern face is quite scary.
Sheng Nuan blinked: "What's wrong, grandpa?"
"Why did I hear Xiao Xu from Building 3 say...you skipped class?"
Sheng Nuan:……
Completely speechless!
Knowing that Xu Le also lived in this small courtyard, Sheng Nuan went out to block him at the entrance of the courtyard after dinner.
When it was getting dark, I saw Xu Le groping back with a blind stick.
When he walked to her side, Sheng Nuan said: "Hi."
Xu Le paused, turned to look in her direction, and grinned: "What, have you been beaten?"
Sheng Nuan clicked her tongue: "Why do you think your mouth is so weak?"
After all, she helped him, so it was okay not to thank her, but she even reported on her behind her back.
As soon as the words fell, Xu Le burst into laughter and said, "Did you really get beaten?"
Sheng Nuan was speechless, turned around and left directly.
Behind him, Xu Le sighed: "It's my fault that I always like to tell the truth. Otherwise, from now on you skip class and help me look after the stalls, and I will cover for you and not complain, okay?"
