Chapter 278 There is a Kind of Love Called Compassion
"Brother Xiong, no, listen to me." Xu Erlong stopped him with a smile: "This book is actually a book I am helping the school plan. It has not been officially printed yet. You can't buy it in the provincial capital.
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Xiong Yawei didn't understand.
It hasn't been officially printed yet, so how can I buy it? Besides, aren't I printing it myself? Why do I still need to buy it outside?
"Brother Xiong, this is just a hype method." Xu Erlong didn't hide it from him and said frankly: "When you drive by those places, just ask about this book and let the people at Xinhua Bookstore know that everyone wants to buy this book.
This book became it.”
This explanation finally made Xiong Yawei understand.
It turns out that there are so many doorways here.
"Okay. Erlong, you are really awesome. You can think of such a trick." Xiong Yawei extended his thumb to Xu Erlong in admiration.
"How can I be so good at this? I also learned it from others." Xu Erlong said modestly.
Think about it, this is how Picasso promoted himself.
"Okay, then when I pass by each place to buy goods, or when I stop to fill up water, refuel and eat, I have people asking me. The more people asking, the more connections I will have." Xiong Yawei said with a smile.
Anyway, when I was adding water and gas and eating, I was just chatting with people. Chatting a few words about this also helped Xu Erlong.
Wen Ye came out of the room and reminded: "Actually, you can also mobilize some local children to get some candies as rewards."
She has been a teacher, so she certainly understands how hard children these days work hard for a candy.
For a piece of candy, a child can run several miles to deliver a message.
"That's a good idea." Xu Erlong nodded: "Brother Xiong, I'll get a few kilograms of fruit candies, and you can throw them in the car. Then you can figure out what to do."
Anyway, how much does a few kilograms of fruit candy cost? Give it to the children along the way and ask them to go to Xinhua Bookstore to inquire. It is much more effective than an adult going there.
Xu Erlong went to a nearby candy company, weighed several kilograms of bulk fruit candies, asked Xiong Yawei to carry them, threw them in the car, and distributed them to the children when the time came.
"Okay." Xiong Yawei replied, waving goodbye to Xu Erlong.
Xu Erlong sent Xiong Yawei away and saw someone selling watermelon on the roadside. He also squatted down and prepared to pick a watermelon to take home.
"This year's watermelons are not very good," Xu Erlong said.
The old farmer selling watermelons said: "There was a severe drought a while ago, so that's all. It can't be compared with previous years."
After hearing this explanation, Xu Erlong no longer disliked it, picked a watermelon and carried it home.
Cut the watermelon and ask everyone to eat the watermelon.
Zhang Jinfang and Wen Ye both came over, but Xiaoling was still in her room and refused to come out.
"What is she doing, so attentive?" Xu Erlong laughed.
Wen Ye chuckled: "When Brother Xiong was here just now, she kept clamoring to come out to watch TV. Now I ask her to come out, but she doesn't come out."
"I'll go take a look." Xu Erlong put down the watermelon in his hand and walked to the small courtyard at the back.
Xu Xiaoling's window sill faced the small courtyard, and her writing desk was leaning against the window sill. The window was wide open at the moment, and the little girl was writing in her diary with the help of natural light.
Xu Erlong took a quick glance and saw the words "Brother Xiong" on the little girl's diary.
"Xiaoling, what are you writing?" Xu Erlong asked aloud.
Xiaoling, who was concentrating on writing her diary, was startled and kept her diary in a panic.
Then, the little girl complained to Xu Erlong: "Erlong, you are so annoying, peeking at other people's diaries."
"No." Xu Erlong retorted righteously: "I didn't peek, I just stood at the window and asked you to eat watermelon. Who knew you were writing in your diary? By the way, you reacted so loudly, were you writing something?
Shameful things?"
He easily changed the target of the accusation. Originally, Xu Xiaoling accused him of peeking at other people's diaries, but now he accused Xu Xiaoling of writing shameful things.
Sure enough, Xu Xiaoling suddenly became nervous and stammered: "I didn't write anything shameful. Moreover, I just wrote. Writing, do you know writing? Writing comes from life and is higher than life. Of course it can be reasonably imagined.
, no matter how reasonable an exaggeration.”
Hey, little girl, there are quite a lot of theories now.
Xu Erlong even laughed: "Okay, then show us your reasonable imagination and reasonable and exaggerated writing."
"No." Xu Xiaoling objected.
"If you don't give it, I won't give it." Xu Erlong said nonchalantly: "I know that some of your classmates wrote love letters to you, right? Now you are thinking about how to write love letters to others."
"No." Xu Xiaoling suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
Anyone is inevitably shy when it comes to their own affairs.
She ran out of the room and ran to complain to Zhang Jinfang: "Mom, look at my second brother, he wronged me, but I didn't write a love letter to anyone else."
She said to Wen Ye again: "Sister-in-law, please take care of your second brother, he is talking nonsense."
"If you don't want anyone to know, unless you don't, I just saw it under the window sill. What classmate did you write dear on it?" Xu Erlong touched his forehead and thought seriously.
"You are talking nonsense." Xu Xiaoling retorted loudly, holding her diary to prove her innocence: "I didn't write this. Look, I clearly wrote that Brother Xiong looks so pitiful. How could I write anything about dear classmates?"
"Well, let me take a look." Xu Erlong took the opportunity to take the diary.
After a few glances, it turned out that it was indeed written about Xiong Yawei. Based on what she saw last night, the little girl wrote about Xiong Yawei's fate and was full of sympathy for Xiong Yawei.
It seems like there's no problem.
But Xu Erlong was still a little worried.
I don't blame him for thinking too much.
In this world, there is a kind of love called pity, which means pity and pity, and in the end it becomes pity.
If nothing else, take Yang Buhui in the well-known martial arts novel "Eternal Dragon Sword" as an example. Isn't her love a love born from pity?
Xu Erlong believes that Xiong Yawei is a good man and deserves to find a good woman.
But Xu Erlong simply couldn't imagine the relationship between his little girl and Xiong Yawei.
This is simply outrageous.
However, at Xiaoling's age, if she doesn't have good guidance, what if she really falls in love with her?
After all, she should be in love now.
Xu Erlong coughed: "So, you kid just doesn't understand, right? Why is Brother Xiong so pitiful? You don't know that he is very popular. Several girls in his family's courtyard are very interested in him, and do you know?"
He was driving a car outside, and a widow who owned a hotel took a fancy to him and was willing to have a child with him, even if she had no name or status..."