Chapter 234: Grass Heart

Fei Na opened her eyes a little, glanced at the hundred-yuan bill in Zhang Zian's heart in a disinterested manner, and then closed it again, "I don't admit that it's a cat clan."

Zhang Zian thought it would be interested, and then he could take the opportunity to show off his profound knowledge, but in the end, he got frustrated and had to walk aside resentfully.

Richard was interested, flapped his wings and flew to his shoulder, looking forward to staring at the hundred dollar bill in his hand.

"Jeff, is this what you pursue?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zian asked puzzled.

"Is your goal in life to pursue the RMB?" It was unusually serious.

He resolutely said: "How can it be possible to say that my goal in life is to pursue Bai Fumei? Dali said that my goal in life is to contribute to the construction of socialist modernization. For the early arrival of the world of great harmony, I am willing to devote my youth and my children and grandchildren! Of course! , you have to have a girlfriend first."

Lao Cha, who was watching the morning news, nodded frequently, "You can teach me!"

Richard shook his head quickly, "No, no, Jeff, you misunderstood. What I mean is, what is RMB? Follow me, and I will take you to earn dollars in the future!"

"U.S. dollars?" Zhang Zian's mind immediately produced green banknotes, which were hard currencies that could drive the whole world crazy.

"That's right, dollar, dollar, dollar, and buck all mean the same thing. You can understand it however you want. As long as you serve me well, I will guarantee you good food and spicy food!" Richard said confidently.

Zhang Zian looked around, turned down the volume to the lowest possible level, leaned into Jeff's ear and asked, "That?"

"Yes!" Richard said firmly.

"You know what I'm going to ask?" He was surprised.

"Isn't it just to ask if there are any foreign girls? Don't worry, there will be dollars, and there will be foreign girls."

"" Although it guessed very accurately, Zhang Zian was still very upset.

Is my mind so easy to guess? He thought to himself, everyone, no matter Sun Xiaomeng or Richard, guessed exactly what I was thinking, can they still be good friends?

"Good morning, shop manager brother!" A petite figure jumped up and down outside the door, and it was Xiongcai.

One of Xiongcai's braids moved down about 1 centimeter today. If Zhang Zian hadn't paid special attention, he would never have noticed such a detail. Her face was flushed from running fast, and her brother in woolen gloves was tightly gripping the straps of his brown front schoolbag.

"Good morning, are you late?" he asked.

"Woo~" Xiongcai wrinkled his face, stuck out his tongue and said, "It's so scary! Almost! As soon as I sat down in the classroom, the teacher came in."

"Today can't be like that! The bell and ears are here, and they won't run away. You can come and see them at any time, but you must never be late for school, understand?" he educated.

"Well! I see!" She nodded vigorously.

"Well, Xiongcai is a sensible and good boy, I believe in Xiongcai." He bent down and said to her, "Can't you do me a favor now?"

"How busy are you? Xiongcai often helps mother with work at home!" She took off her woolen gloves neatly, rolled up her sleeves, and was really ready to work.

Zhang Zian picked up her gloves and looked at them. They were just a pair of dark green wool fingerless gloves, not too thick, just suitable for wearing now. In addition, on the wrist of the gloves, there was a brother embroidered with dark red thread. He held the glove up to the light, and it turned out to be the words "Cai Xiong, Class 3, Grade 3, Fuxuan, Binhai No. 1 Middle School". You have to look carefully to see it clearly, otherwise you will think it is an ordinary pattern.

"Your mother knitted this for you?" He returned the gloves to her.

"Hmm!" She giggled a little embarrassedly.

This is my own mother, Zi'an sighed.

"Is there any embroidery on your other clothes?" he asked.

"Yeah, here, here, and here" Xiongcai's fingers pointed at her body, and Xiongcai's name and school were embroidered on relatively hidden parts such as the hood, hood, and trousers.

She also wears a child locator watch on her wrist.

"I said no, but mom was afraid that I would get lost." She stared at her toes, blushing even more. There is one person, there are a few boys who are particularly annoying and call me 'Mom's good baby'" she said hesitantly.

Zhang Zian patted her sex bag comfortingly, "Don't pay attention to them{they will regret laughing at you now one day sooner or later."

"Really?" She looked up.

"It's true," he said firmly.

"Xiongcai, let me teach you a poem. Maybe you have learned it or recited it before, but now you listen to it carefully, and you will get a different feeling when you use it."

Xiongcai raised her head and listened carefully.

"The thread in the loving mother's hand, and the clothes on the wandering son's body. Before leaving, the seams are densely packed, and I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever says an inch of grass will repay three springs." Zhang Zian slowly chanted.

He has never learned broadcasting or reading aloud, and his timbre can be said to be incomplete, and he can't do basic cadences. Even he himself knows that he reads poorly. He had thought that Richard would sneer mercilessly because of his pissing nature, but he didn't expect it to listen carefully and quietly on his shoulder, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

A short poem with 30 Chinese characters was finished in less than a minute.

After reading it, Zhang Zian thought about whether he remembered any mistakes, and now there is still time to correct it. If Xiongcai picked out the mistake, it would be too shameful, but it seems that he did not.

Xiongcai listened, lowered her head, and gently stroked the words embroidered on the woolen gloves with her fingers. After a while, she raised her head, and the uneasiness just now had disappeared.

"Brother store manager, you read really well! Better than our teacher!" She said seriously.

"Haha, don't praise me. I know my level, so I can barely be considered fluent. The store manager's brother is enough to rely on his face to eat!" Zhang Zian was actually a little embarrassed, but he couldn't show himself in front of this Xiaosheng. out, and covered it up with the usual gag.

"It's really good! Our teacher's reading is dry, almost like reading a text." Xiongcai argued anxiously.

"Really?" Zhang Zian rubbed his chin, "When my pet shop can't continue, do you want to get a teacher qualification certificate to become a teacher? Of course, you must teach high school. I look at the youthful and beautiful high school every day. "Girls are eye-catching"

"Don't misunderstand your son."

Standing at the door was a tall, thin man with ponytails and staring at Zhang Zian. It was Guo Dongyue. He and Zhang Zian made an appointment to go to the bird breeding base today to pick a parrot.

Zhang Zian also looked at him, looking at this wanderer who was trying to repay the three Chunhui with his heart.

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