Luo Yuzhu bought all the ones that Luo Yuzhu didn't think were cheap, spending a total of more than 20,000 yuan.
Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He sat down on a stone bench in the square and asked, "How much did it cost?"
"Not much, just a few thousand dollars."
"How much did it cost?"
"More than ten thousand."
"real?"
"Twenty thousand."
"to be honest."
"Twenty-three thousand eight hundred and fifty-two dollars and fifty cents." Luo Yuzhu stuck out his tongue.
Her face turned red, and then she said: "Don't talk about me. If you are a billionaire now, the money I spend will be a drop in the bucket to you."
"That's right, for me, it's just a drop in the bucket, but for your family." Tang Xiaobao was a little unhappy.
What a waste, what a waste.
"How can you spend money like this?"
"You are still a student now."
"Even if your family is in good condition, you can't do this."
sweat.
Tang Xiaobao started to nag.
Luo Yuzhu sat aside with a frustrated look on her face. Seeing that Tang Xiaobao finally stopped, she said weakly: "Brother Tang, actually I don't spend much money at ordinary times. Besides, you saved my life. How can you spend money?"
No matter how much money I have, my family will not say anything
What, when I came here this time, my parents told me that I must visit your home, and they gave me money to buy some gifts, and they also asked me not to save money. Oh, and ah, this money,
These are all my lucky money, which I have saved in my daily life."
"Stop talking, you have two choices, you choose yourself." Tang Xiaobao's attitude was very firm.
"What do you mean?" Monk Luo Yuzhu was confused.
Tang Xiaobao said: "Either I will give you this money and I will take you to my home tomorrow, or you will go back to Chengdu with gifts tomorrow."
Luo Yuzhu's eyes turned red, and he pouted and said, "Brother, you are being shameless."
Khan, call me brother.
"I'm your godmother, okay? Don't bully me like this, or I will tell my uncle and aunt."
"Brother, don't do this to me."
Luo Yuzhu hugged Tang Xiaobao's arm again and repeated the trick.
Yes, just pretending to be pitiful.
Her eyes were red and full of tears, and she looked so lovable no matter how she looked at them.
Tang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Well, let's do this. I'll give you 20,000 yuan, and the remaining several thousand yuan is your wish. If you can't figure it out, just think of it as a small red envelope from me. You are my
As a sister, this is what you should do."
Seeing that Luo Yuzhu was still acting coquettishly, Tang Xiaobao quickly said: "You can't argue with me anymore, otherwise I will be really angry."
"All right."
Luo Yuzhu agreed reluctantly.
Tang Xiaobao immediately asked for Luo Yuzhu's account number and transferred 20,000 to her.
"OK, done." Tang Xiaobao put on his cell phone. Seeing Luo Yuzhu's gloominess, he smiled and said, "Okay, let's take a walk. I'll accompany you there for a while, and then go back to the hotel."
Luo Yuzhu said "oh" and followed behind.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, but there were still many people in the square, some were dancing and some were setting up stalls.
When Luo Yuzhu saw the street stall, she jumped up like a little girl. She looked around and around, but Tang Xiaobao could only follow behind.
When he came to another stall, Luo Yuzhu looked at a pile of old books on the ground and flipped through them with great interest. Tang Xiaobao had no choice but to squat down.
The stall owner was a fat man, with his head buried in his hand, a large book in his hand, and his whole face buried in it.
"Boss, how much does this book cost?" Luo Yuzhu picked a book and asked.
The fat man didn't even raise his head and said vaguely: "Ten yuan."
Tang Xiaobao felt that this voice was very familiar and couldn't help but look up.
Huh?
His face is covered, this fat man looks a bit familiar.
"Hey, boss, how much does this book cost?" Tang Xiaobao picked up a book and asked.
The fat man still buried his head and said vaguely: "Ten yuan."
"Hey, fat man, you didn't even look at the book, so you just quoted it randomly?" Tang Xiaobao suddenly laughed.
The fat man still didn't look up: "All books cost ten yuan."
Luo Yuzhu said in surprise: "No way, this book is also ten yuan?"
She picked up a thick hardcover set of Song Ci, four volumes in total, and put them together.
"That set is forty." There was something wrong with the fat man's voice, and he squinted his eyes.
After saying that, he buried his head again.
From beginning to end, Tang Xiaobao and the others were not allowed to see his appearance clearly.
But Tang Xiaobao put down the things, went over, slapped the fat man's book away, and looked at the fat man with a playful face: "Damn it, fat man, are you doing this on purpose? Are you pretending not to know me?"
Khan, this fat guy is Tang Xiaobao’s classmate in high school, Xiang Wang.
Back in school, Xiang Wang could be said to be Tang Xiaobao's only same-sex friend.
At that time, Tang Xiaobao's family was poor, and the fat man would help Tang Xiaobao from time to time. The money he spent on Tang Xiaobao was estimated to be as much as eight hundred, if not one thousand.
Of course, he never asked Tang Xiaobao for it, and the latter had no money to give him.
There was no way, Xiang Wang's family still had some money. His parents were both in business, so they opened a decoration and building materials company in the county.
Last year's college entrance examination, Fatty seemed to have gotten into a third-rate pheasant university, but Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether he went to school in the end. Fatty's mobile phone number was changed. Tang Xiaobao called him several times in Yanjing, but he couldn't get in touch.
, Tang Xiaobao has always missed this brother and didn't want to meet him at this time.
Tang Bubao was naturally very happy.
But Xiang Wang's face turned red and he said awkwardly: "It turns out to be Mr. Tang."
Tang Xiaobao was stunned and said unhappily: "What did you call me?"
"Mr. Tang."
"Your sister, I'm not a brother anymore, you have to call me Brother Bao." Tang Xiaobao scratched the fat man's head with both hands, making it look like a chicken coop.
The fat man was very moved. He coughed and said, "Don't be like this, okay? There are beauties here. You are destroying my glorious image."
"Go away, you bastard image." Tang Xiaobao yelled, "Hey, why did you start practicing Tan? Why didn't you go to college?"
"What's so good about studying at a third-rate pheasant university?" said the fat man.
"Then you should continue to be your rich second generation. I know that your family's decoration and building materials company has been doing a prosperous business, so you won't come here to sell books, right?" Tang Xiaobao was a little confused.
The fat man rolled his eyes: "I have nothing to do, what's wrong with Lian Lian Tan?"
"Lian Tan?" Tang Xiaobao asked.
The fat man's eyes flickered and he said, "That's right, practice Tan."
Tang Xiaobao frowned slightly.
The two have been classmates since the first year of high school and have sat at the same table for three years. They know each other very well. The fat man obviously has something on his mind.
There must be something he is hiding from himself.
Tang Xiaobao thought.
Luo Yuzhu also came over and asked curiously: "Brother Tang, is he your friend?" (To be continued)