Chapter 935: Halfway
"Why would I lie to you? I even looked up a guide when I came here before. The things here are indeed unique. Come on, see if there's anything you like."
Girls have no resistance to these weird things, not to mention that the word "unique" is added in front of it!
Although Song Shuran wasn't interested, she accompanied Fu Jiu into the store.
The store looks old, even a little shabby, but the things displayed on the shelves are all kinds of strange.
There is a turtle with eight legs, a red fox with three tails, and a little glutinous rice ball holding a knife, as if he is going to commit suicide by cutting his stomach.
Every little object has its own story, and the variety of items is so dazzling that it is overwhelming.
"How about it? I told you you would like it, right?"
It was obvious that Fu Jiu was very interested in this newspaper, but Song Shuran was indifferent to it.
But when we got into the store, it was just the opposite!
Fu Jiu didn't seem to have any interest. She looked here, walked there, and looked for a long time, but didn't find anything she wanted.
On the contrary, Song Shuran stopped every step she took, and looked at almost every one of them. She liked every one she saw.
"Wow, this one is cute, that one is pretty, this one has a story, and that one looks kind of cool. I want them all!"
Song Shuran looked left and right, unable to give up any of them, and looked at them reluctantly.
Fu Jiu seemed to notice the confusion on Song Shuran's face and said casually, "Oh, if you like them, take them all. It's not like you can't afford them anyway, right?"
Although the things here are unique, they are just small handicrafts, so the prices are not very high.
"No, if I buy too much, I won't have anywhere to put it when I get home."
What Song Shuran said was true. She was still renting a house, so there was really no need to buy so many things.
So in the end, I just picked a few that I liked.
Song Shuran was carrying a large bag contentedly, while Fu Jiu, who was standing beside her, had nothing in her hands except for a very cute little toy.
"Didn't you say you couldn't fit it all at home? Why did you buy so much?"
"A lot? Not much."
Song Shuran looked down at the bag in her hand, shook her head seriously, and spoke so firmly and forcefully.
It was as if the big bag in my hand really turned into a small bag!
"Come on, let's stop talking and get in the car and go back. There's really nothing good to eat in this remote place. I'm really hungry now, growling."
As Fu Jiu spoke, she couldn't help but touch her flat belly.
After seeing this, Song Shuran reached out and handed over the small cake she had prepared long ago, "Fill your stomach first."
I had prepared for this long ago!
Look, it just came in handy!
"Oh, you're quite attentive."
Fu Jiu sat in the passenger seat, nibbling at the cake while speaking incoherently.
Because of Fu Jiu, Song Shuran was in a hurry to go back and drove faster.
However, I obeyed traffic rules and did not run a red light!
However, it happened that at a small intersection, an old man suddenly rushed over and crashed directly into the car.
Song Shuran stepped on the brakes quickly, but it was too late and the old man was knocked over.
"You're in the car, don't get out, I'll go take a look."
His voice was trembling when he spoke, and even though he tried hard to calm himself down, it didn't work.
"I'll go down with you."
Fu Jiu ignored what Song Shuran said. She put the unfinished cake aside and got out of the car decisively.
Song Shuran also got out of the car and walked to the front of the car without stopping.
Fortunately, the old man was still conscious and did not have any major problems. At least he looked quite energetic.
Seeing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandpa, can you stand up now?"
Song Shuran asked cautiously, and even walked over silently and tried to help the old man up.
However, before he could help the man up, the old man refused.
"You two girls were driving, didn't you even look at the road? You just knocked an old man like me to the ground. Look, I can't even move now!"
His voice was full of energy when he spoke, but he didn't look like he couldn't move at all.
Fu Jiu watched from the side and couldn't help but frown.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, why does this situation look so similar to the fraud cases in China?
It's so similar, almost the same routine!
Fu Jiu didn't want to think that badly of people. She shook her head and decided to wait and see what was going on.
However, in the end, the facts proved to be exactly as Fu Jiu had imagined.
The old man just wanted to ask for some money from the two people for his medical expenses.
"In that case, how about the two of us take you to the hospital? If there's really any problem, we'll take full responsibility."
"No, there's no need to go to the hospital. You two just need to compensate me with some money, and I'll go to the hospital myself when the time comes."
The old man shook his head and rejected Song Shuran's suggestion without hesitation.
After listening to this, Song Shuran also vaguely felt that something was wrong. Isn't this a scam?
"If necessary, the two of us will personally accompany you to the hospital for a checkup. If there is really a problem, we can take responsibility. But if there is no problem, then it has nothing to do with us."
It wasn't Song Shuran's fault in the first place. The old man ran a red light and was hit. Who should he blame?
"You young people just don't want to take responsibility? You just want to bully an old man like me and think I have no ability, right?"
The old man said it pitifully, and it sounded as if it really happened.
But what is the truth?
It was obvious that he was the one who scammed the two little girls in front of him, but he still spoke with confidence.
"Grandpa, there are surveillance cameras and traffic lights here. It's not our fault; you ran the red light yourself. If you're feeling unwell, I can take responsibility. But if you're taking advantage of us, that's not okay."
Song Shuran's kindness doesn't mean she is a soft persimmon that can be bullied by others. On the contrary, she has her own temper.
Fu Jiu nodded in agreement and stood aside silently.
It seems that Song Shuran has already seen the situation clearly and is fully capable of solving the problem.
As for himself? He stood aside and continued to eat the cake.
I was just a bystander, watching a play.
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