Chapter 237
Fina opened her eyes and smacked a glance at Zhang Zi An’s hundred-dollar bill and closed it again. “This palace does not recognize that it is a cat family.”
Zhang Zi An thought that it would be interesting, and then he could take the opportunity to show his profound knowledge, and the result was a gray nose, and he had to walk aside.
Richard had an interest, fluttering his wings and flying to his shoulders, staring forward at the hundred dollar bill in his hand.
“Jeff, are you pursuing this?”
“What do you mean?” Zhang Zi An asked wonderingly.
“Your goal in life is to pursue the renminbi?” It is rare to be serious.
He categorically said: “How is it possible! To Xiaoli said that my goal in life is to pursue Bai Fumei! To Dali said that my goal in life is to contribute to the socialist modernization drive. I am willing to offer for the early arrival of Datong. Youth and grandchildren!… Of course, you must have a girlfriend first.”
Old Time Tea, who is watching the morning news, nodded and heard, “The scorpion can teach too!”
Richard shook his head so fast. “No, Jeff, you misunderstood. The meaning of this uncle is, what is the renminbi! With this uncle, this uncle will take you to earn dollars!”
“Dollars?” Zhang Zi An’s mind immediately emerged with green notes, a hard currency that would make the world crazy.
“Yes, dollars, dollar, beautiful knife, buck, are all a meaning, how do you understand it. As long as you will serve the uncle, keep you fragrant and spicy!” Richard said confidently.
Zhang Zi An looked around and pressed the volume down and couldn’t be lower. He went to Jeff’s ear and asked, “That…”
“Yes!” Richard said affirmatively.
“Do you know what I want to ask?” He was surprised.
“Don’t you ask if you have a yummy? Don’t worry, the dollar will be there, and the yak will have it.”
“…” Although it is very accurate, Zhang Zi An is still very upset.
Is my mind so good to guess? He thought, one by one, whether Sun Xiaomeng or Richard, would have guessed my mind… Can you be friends?
“Good morning, the store manager!” The door ran outside and jumped into a petite figure. It was a small celery.
Today, a scorpion of small celery has moved down about 1 centimeters. If it is not Zhang Zi An’s special attention, I will definitely not find such details. Her face rushed red because of the fast running, and the small hand with wool gloves clung to the strap of the chest bag.
“Good morning, little celery. Did you arrive late yesterday?” he asked.
“呜” Little celery wrinkled his face and spit his tongue and said, “It’s terrible! Almost! I just sat in the classroom, the teacher came in…”
“Today can’t be like that! Little bells and ears are here, and they won’t run away. Whenever you can see it, you can’t be late for school, do you understand?” He said.
“Well! I know!” She nodded hard.
“Well, small celery is a good boy who knows things, I believe in small celery.” He bent down and said to her, “Can you do me a favor now?”
“Good! What’s busy? Little celery often works for my mother at home!” She took off the woolen gloves and pulled the sleeves, and was really ready to work.
Zhang Zi An took her gloves and looked at it. It was just a pair of dark green woolen mitts, not too thick, just right for wearing now, and in the wrist position of the glove, a small line was embroidered with a dark red thread. . He looked at the light against the light. It turned out to be the words “Cai Xiaoqin, the third class of the second class in Binhai.” It should be seen carefully to see it clearly, otherwise it would be thought to be an ordinary pattern.
“This is what your mother has woven for you?” He returned the glove to her.
“Yeah!” she smiled a little embarrassedly.
This is a mother! Zhang Zi An exclaimed.
“Is there a word embroidered on your other clothes?” he asked.
“Hmm, here, here, and here…” The fingers of the small celery finger pointed at him, and the more hidden parts such as the hood and the trousers were embroidered with the name of the small celery and the school. In addition, her wrist is wearing a child positioning watch.
“I said no, but my mother was afraid that I was lost…” She stared at her toes and her face was redder. “I have grown up, I will not lose it… No other people have clothes. I have one person in the whole class. There are a few particularly annoying boys who also call me ‘mother’s baby’…” she said with a sigh.
Zhang Zi An patted her little head comfortably. “Don’t ignore them! They will regret one day and laugh at you now.”
“Really?” She looked up.
“It’s true,” he said affirmatively.
“Little celery, let me teach you a poem. Maybe you have learned it before, or you have recited it, but now you should listen to it carefully and you should get different feelings.”
Little celery raised his head and listened carefully.
“The mother-in-law is in the line, and the wanderer is on the clothes. The line is tightly sealed, and the fear is delayed. Whoever speaks the heart, reports Sanchunhui.” Zhang Zi An slowly snarled.
He did not learn to broadcast and read aloud. The tone can be described as a five-tone insufficiency. The basic stagnation can’t be done. Even he listened to it and knew that he had read very badly. He thought that Richard’s urineiness would definitely be ruthlessly ridiculed. He didn’t expect it to be very serious and quiet on his shoulders, which made him feel uncomfortable.
A short poem, 30 Chinese characters, was finished in less than a minute.
After reading it, Zhang Zi An first thought about whether there was any mistake, and now it is too late to change. If the mistake is picked up by Xiao Celery, it would be too shameful… but it seems not.
Little celery listened, bowed his head, and gently touched the embroidered word on the woolen glove with his fingers. After half a ring, he raised his head, and the uncomfortableness had just disappeared.
“The manager of the store, you read very well! Better than our teacher!” she said seriously.
“Haha, don’t praise me, I know my level, and I can barely count it. The manager’s brother is enough to eat by face!” Zhang Zi An is actually a little embarrassed, but can’t always behave in front of this elementary school student. Come out, so use the usual gag to cover up.
“It’s really good! Our teacher read it is dry, almost the same as the text.” Little celery is anxious to argue.
“Is it?” Zhang Zi An touched his chin. “When my pet shop can’t go on, do you want to take a teacher qualification certificate to be a teacher? Of course you must teach high school, look at the youthful and beautiful every day. High school girls keep their eyes…”
“You don’t miss your children.”
At the door stood a man with a thin, ponytail, and staring at Zhang Zi An, it was Guo Dongyue. He and Zhang Zi An agreed to go to the bird breeding base to pick parrots today.
Zhang Zi An also looked at him and looked at the wanderer who was trying to report Sanchunhui with his heart.