Chapter 217 What if my brother is too good (6)
Shiyou was a little thirsty, and there was a newly opened supermarket next to it, and there was a lottery.
"There are new events in the supermarket. All shoppers in this supermarket can participate in the lucky draw with a small ticket."
The clerk pointed to the box next to him with a smile, attracting customers, "The first prize is 2,000 yuan in cash, the second prize is a set of induction cookers, and the third prize is a juicer. There are a lot of discounts and generous prizes. Do not miss."
Shiyou didn't want to admit that she was moved, she took out the remaining dollar and hesitated for a while, then went in and bought a bottle of mineral water for a dollar.
Shiyou thought about her African Emirates luck and could dream.
I was so unlucky that I never won another bottle when I bought a drink. All the lucky draws are thank you for your patronage.
As if the **** of luck never came to her.
But she only has one dollar, so she just wants to buy water, give it a try, and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.
She didn't have any hope for the lottery at all. She handed the receipt to the clerk and drew it casually.
"Congratulations, little sister, you won the first prize!!!"
The more you don’t care, the more likely there will be surprises! !
woo woo so happy, I feel like I have become a little rich woman in an instant! ! !
She could not wait to kiss her little hand.
But the disgust is a bit dirty, and I can't put my mouth down.
Shiyou excitedly looked at the young lady who was holding the lottery ticket: "Well, can I get the money now...the prize?"
The clerk saw that she was cute and explained to her patiently: "Little girl, you are still underage, you need your adults to pick this up."
Now the lottery pays attention to the real-name system.
"what…"
Shiyou is distressed now.
I felt the money in my hand suddenly fly.
Who are you looking for?
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A car was parked in front of the supermarket.
The boy in the small suit got out of the car.
He is not very old, that is, thirteen or fourteen years old. He is dressed in a small suit, sunny and handsome, with a full sense of youth, like His Royal Highness who came out of the fairy tale world.
"What's the matter, young master?"
The driver in the front seat came out of the car and asked him curiously.
Ye Heng did not speak, and kept staring at the little **** the stone bench.
A little girl of six or seven years old was sitting on a stone bench inlaid with porcelain next to the supermarket, her flexible feet swayed staggeredly, and her two braids swayed with it.
The girl has a small face with a slap and a small beauty mole on the side of her nose, which is delicate and lovely. Her white and tender hands are holding a bottle of Wahaha AD calcium milk.
This bottle of AD calcium milk was given to her by the lovely lady who drew the lottery just now when she saw it.
Ye Heng saw Shiyou's first glance.
just think.
like.
That girl looks just like me.
If his sister hadn't died, she should be about the same age as that girl.
Ye Heng walked into the supermarket, bought a bottle of drink, and grabbed a dozen bubble gums at the counter when checking out.
He walked out of the supermarket and saw that Shiyou was still there.
Ye Heng walked over and pulled out a piece of bubblegum from his pocket and wanted to invite Shiyou to eat it, but he was afraid of scaring others, so his tone was very cute and sincere: "Little sister, do you eat bubblegum?"
"Do you have any?"
Shiyou blinked at him, not afraid of life at all.
"How many do you want?"
"Two."
Ye Heng gave her ten.
"Thank you little brother."
Shiyou's lips curled into a smile, and the clean and bright smile made the whole little face come alive.
Shiyou tilted his head to look at him: "Little brother, can you help me with something?"
"Um?"
"I just won the first prize in the supermarket draw, can you ask your driver to help me collect the prize?"
While Ye Heng looked at her, you had already been staring at him from the moment he got off the car.
Ye Shiyou was abandoned, and this young man is so similar to her that Bao Qi is a relative or something.
Today, I estimate that it can only be seven watch. By the way, is there anyone watching this plane? oooh...
(end of this chapter)