Xie Chong ran for a long time before he stopped. There was the train station in front of him. He searched his pockets but couldn't find a penny. If he had received the fifty yuan, he would at least have a chance to fly away, but
……well!
Without money, he couldn't go anywhere. Xie Chong wandered aimlessly on the street and met several classmates who lived near the train station. They passed by Xie Chong and whispered: "I heard that he wanted to donate
I’ll get my bonus back!”
"Ah? Is there such a thing?"
"Really, I just donated it and then regretted it. It's really despising."
"He always says that he came back from a big city, but he is so stingy! Aren't you afraid of embarrassing people in big cities?"
…
Xie Chong's fist became hard again. That day was the most unhappy day since he returned to Laicheng. He wanted to find someone to fight again. At this moment, a call suddenly came from behind: "Xie Chong?!"
When I turned around, it turned out to be Wang Haochuan's sister Wang Jingyi.
"Sister, why are you back at this time?"
"I'm applying for a subsidy, and I need a street signature. I'll leave after signing tomorrow morning."
"Oh, can't you call back and ask your parents to take care of it?"
"I can just do these little things myself."
Xie Chong knew that he had asked her about her pain, so he took the initiative to lift her bag. Wang Jingyi said that her bag was very light and she could lift it. Xie Chong, however, just carried the bag and walked forward with his head buried in the bag.
"Thank you, Xie Chong."
"You're welcome."
Like Zhou Keke, Xie Chong walks very fast. He is not old, but he is taller than Wang Jingyi. Wang Jingyi chased after a few steps and complained repeatedly: "It's really different for those who practice sports. I really
I can’t catch up with you.”
Practice sports?
Xie Chong is very desperate, fearing that he will be cut off from sports.
"Xie Chong, if you don't go home after school, why are you hanging around the train station? Do you want to go back to Guangzhou?"
"No. I just feel depressed and want to go out for a walk."
"It's not very safe here at the train station. There are a lot of thieves and some naughty young people. If nothing happens, don't come here alone."
"Well, I understand." Passing by a steamed bun shop, they both stopped. Wang Jingyi wanted to buy two steamed buns for her brother, but Xie Chong was too hungry to walk. Wang Jingyi smiled slightly and said
: "Although I have no money, I can treat you to a steamed bun - boss, take a vegetable bun and two meat buns."
"Okay, a total of one dollar and a half."
The steamed buns coming to the city were huge, and one big steamed bun could equal five or six small steamed buns. Xie Chong refused, but silently swallowed a lot of saliva. He felt very depressed, but his appetite was not bad.
The boss packed the buns, but Wang Jingyi couldn't find the money after searching for a long time. She searched all the outer pockets and she was sweating all over. Xie Chong felt vaguely that something was wrong and asked with concern:
"Sister, what's wrong?"
"Why is my money missing?" Wang Jingyi was about to cry: "I remember clearly, I put five yuan in change in this pocket and spent one yuan on the bus fare. Why are all the other money missing?
"
Wang Jingyi just asked Xie Chong to pay attention to the thief, but it turned out that her money was probably stolen by the thief.
Unable to find the money, Wang Jingyi fell down on the curb, buried her head on her knees, and started to cry. Xie Chong was a little confused by her crying - wasn't it just four yuan? As for crying like this?
?
The family was bankrupt and owed countless debts, but Xie Chong didn't even cry like this. He comforted her a few words in vain, but Wang Jingyi couldn't listen at all. The kind-hearted boss stuffed the buns into her schoolbag and said
: "I won't charge you any more money, please stop crying, okay?"
Wang Jingyi said in a twitchy voice: "I have already calculated it. The round trip fare is two yuan, buying some dinner for Haochuan is one yuan, and breakfast for the two of us tomorrow morning is two yuan... But now the money is lost,
How am I going to go back to school? Even if I don’t have food or drink, I don’t have bus fare!”
…
Wang Jingyi’s cry gave Xie Chong a big shock. How could there be such a person in this world? He only lost four yuan, as if the sky had fallen?
The boss was still trying to persuade her: "Little girl, losing a few dollars is not a big deal. Go home and tell your parents clearly, and they will definitely not complain about you. You should eat and drink as you should, and don't feel wronged.
Own."
How to tell her parents? She might not be able to find an unused one-dollar coin even if she rummaged through the cabinets at home, so even if she told her parents, she would only earn a lot of ridicule, but it would not solve the problem of going back to school.
Xie Chong quickly understood that vain comfort was useless. All it took was a coin to stop Wang Jingyi's tears. Her most urgent wish was to return to school smoothly.
Xie Chong didn't have any pocket money, but he had two new ballpoint pens. He called his boss aside and begged in a low voice: "Boss, can I exchange these two pens for you for one dollar?"
"I'm a bun maker, why do I need a pen?"
"Please." Xie Chong said sincerely: "This sister's family background is very special. She can't ask her family for money. She needs one dollar to go back to school, and her family can't even get this dollar. So.
…”
This kid was quite likable. The boss sighed repeatedly and said, "Forget it, it's only one dollar, which is equivalent to me doing a good deed. You put the pen away and I'll give it to you."
"That won't work. I'm not here to beg. These two pens cost two yuan. I'll exchange them for one yuan with you, okay?"
Fine.
The boss had no choice but to put away the ballpoint pen and took out a dollar from his pocket. Wang Jingyi still buried her head, immersed in the collapsed world and couldn't extricate herself. Xie Chong adjusted his condition and prepared to act for her.
He said happily: "Sister, look, I found a dollar in the pencil case! You have your fare!"
Wang Jingyi really raised her head, shook her head, and said, "That's your money, I can't take it. Go home first, and I'll see if Haochuan has any money."
"Sister! Just accept it!" Xie Chong eagerly put the money into her hand and said, "Wang Haochuan and I are good friends, we are indistinguishable from each other. As far as I know, he has no pocket money these days.
To show love to a sick classmate, Hua Tianlong handed over the 50 cents for him."
Wang Jingyi's self-esteem is in a ball, and now the two siblings are living on donations from others. Xie Chong is several years younger than her, and she is really embarrassed to use his money. But there is no better way at the moment.
Xie Chong was also very sincere, so she accepted the money and said, "I will definitely pay it back to you when I get home next time."
"It's only one dollar." Xie Chong thought for a while, taking into account Wang Jingyi's self-esteem, and said with a smile: "Okay. But don't take it too seriously, I'm not in a hurry to use it."