The small bag in hand is a little yellow duck like bag.
The bright yellow color with the cartoon pattern of the little yellow duck is childish to the extreme.
Open it, there are about 200 pieces in it, and there is an old smartphone.
Song Ci was not very interested in mobile phones. He took all the money in his wallet, threw the bag and mobile phone on the ground and left without looking back.
Jiujiu knew Song Ci was nearby from the beginning, so she pretended to be weak and weak. She wanted to see if Song Ci was willing to help herself.
If Song Ci is willing to help himself, he can successfully approach Song Ci. If not, he should suffer a small loss.
However, what Jiujiu didn't expect was that Song Ci was willing to help himself, but his help was that he helped himself and took his money, which was different from the two boys.
Because she was too surprised at the way Song Ci did, Jiu Jiu's eyes stared round and was just looked back at Jiu Jiu's Song Ci.
Looking at the little girl she had just helped, her eyes widened like a frightened kitten. Song Ci was in a happy mood at the corner of her mouth.
After Song Ci left, Jiu Jiu could only get up from the ground and limped back to Li Mei's office with a small bag.
When Jiujiu arrives, Li Mei hasn't come back yet. Jiujiu washes her gray face, applies medicine to her wound, takes off her dirty clothes and soaks them in the water, and changes into the clothes Li Mei left in the office.
When Li Mei returned to the house, Jiu Jiu had already sorted it out. Although it looked much more hurt than the little poor man who had been ravaged just now, it was still shocking in her mother's eyes.
Under Li Mei's repeated pressing questions, Jiujiu whispered that she wanted to buy omelets for her parents, but she met two boys who were robbed. All told.
Hearing that Jiujiu was robbed, Li Mei, who was originally angry that Jiujiu was disobedient and went out, immediately hugged Jiujiu's shoulder with a nervous face and repeatedly asked, "are you okay, Shishi?"
Jiujiu shook her head. "Mom, I'm fine. They took the money."
Jiujiu opened the bag and revealed the empty inside.
Li Mei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Jiujiu say that the money had just been robbed.
Money can be earned when it's gone, but it's really gone when people are gone.
Li Mei patted her chest in fear and hurriedly took Jiujiu to the infirmary to bandage her wound. After Jiujiu's wound was bandaged, she immediately sent Jiujiu home and settled Jiujiu completely. Then she went to help Tang Ge sign up.
After registration, the third day of school begins in September.
In two days, Jiujiu's wound had formed a dark red scab, which was particularly dazzling on her white skin like milk.
And Jiujiu's injury also made Li Mei highly nervous. She sent Jiujiu to the door of the classroom before she left.
After Jiujiu arrives at the classroom, she finds her seat according to the name on the seat.
Jiujiu sat down and skillfully sorted out her books and stationery, while the seats around Jiujiu were empty all the time.
When the morning reading bell rang, a boy in school uniform came in from the outside.
It's also a school uniform. It looks sloppy on ordinary people. It's like a noble's high order uniform on him. It's generally good-looking. What clothes people wear is very good-looking.
Jiujiu looked at Song Ci in his school uniform and sat on his side. He blinked his eyelashes that hadn't shaken for a long time, and said softly, "thank you for helping me that day."
Song Ci saw Jiujiu when he was at the door of the classroom.
Not that he is paying attention to Jiujiu, but because Jiujiu is so dazzling.
A white glowing face, with red cheeks and big and bright eyes, even wearing a very ordinary school uniform, is a glowing presence in the crowd.
Song Ci frowned at the thought of taking Jiujiu money that day.
Although he didn't care much about taking the money from his classmates, now this person is his classmate and his deskmate. If she told the head teacher, she would inevitably have some trouble.
Song Ci is the most annoying of these unnecessary troubles.
When Song Ci was thinking about how to make Jiujiu not tell the head teacher that he took her money, he suddenly heard Jiujiu say to himself, "thank you."
Song Ci thought he had heard wrong.
She took her money and she said thank you to herself?
Song Ci looked at Jiujiu carefully.
The little girl's big black and white eyes are full of gratitude, her ruddy little mouth has a brilliant arc, and she smiles like a fool.
Song Ci's childhood experience can be called inhuman. He was abandoned by his parents and grew up in a life and death environment.
Over the years, he has lived with honey and sword. A little carelessness is an irreparable situation. He has long been used to living with a mask and treating everyone with malice.
In fact, others are just like him.
Everyone is living for their own interests. Either you or I die. His life makes him feel boring.
He even had a terrible idea.
But even though he is full of talent, he is still young and doesn't have any convincing words. He comes to school to study when he is bored.
Saving Jiujiu is simply because of boredom.
However, at the moment, he robbed the other party's money, but the other party said thank you to himself, which was really unexpected in Song Ci.
Song Ci looked at Jiujiu in surprise. His eyes were bright and asked, "are you a fool?"
Of course, Jiujiu is not a fool, but Jiujiu thinks that people like Song Ci were abandoned by their biological mother when they were young and suffered inhuman experience. After leaving the laboratory, the first family they encountered was metamorphosis. A heart and liver had long been distorted and was a natural antisocial personality.
This kind of person, you tell him truth, goodness and beauty, he scoffs at it, he doesn't believe it at all. When you talk to him about the future of mankind, he doesn't care at all. In his opinion, mankind has long been surrounded by all kinds of ugliness, and mankind has no future. Only when it is completely destroyed can it have a little future.
For this kind of person with dark heart and liver, we must treat him with pure natural silly white sweet.
And Jiujiu, decided to play a pure natural silly white sweet, unconditionally good to song.
A year or two may not see the effect. The continuous popularity of junior high school and senior high school will certainly leave a little trace in the heart of Song Ci.
Jiujiu looked at Song Ci and said foolishly, "have you ever practiced in Shaolin Temple?"
Song Ci, "..."
Regardless of whether Song Ci answered his own question or not, Jiu Jiu continued to say, "you are so powerful, you must have practiced in Shaolin Temple."
Jiujiu finished, touched his scratched arm, said with a lost face, "if only I could be like you, so my mother wouldn't worry about me."