"Bai Tiao, you are about to go to high school. As a man, you can't always solve problems by crying." Liu Tiao said with a serious face.
Eight Tiao turned his head away. Why is Six Tiao brother like this? When he cries, he says he has to cry hard, otherwise he will get sick from holding it in. When it's his turn, he acts like a real man...
"Hmph, it's my fault. My heart is colder than the ice chips in the coldest days of winter..." Bajio's eyes turned very fiercely.
Liu Tiao held his forehead and sighed.
Even though he's grown up, he's still a little brother who needs to be coaxed! Liu Tiao secretly gave Ba Tiao a small box with exquisite packaging, "Here, this is a gift I picked out especially for you. Qi Tiao and the others don't have it..."
Is it just for him? Yatiao then raised his eyes and took the gift to open it.
Liu Tiao hurriedly stopped him, "Let's open it when we get back. There's a big surprise inside!"
Baji nodded reluctantly, then asked in a low voice when his brother Liuji would pay back the money he owed him.
Qi Tiao happened to be standing next to them, and he looked at his brother Liu Tiao with a questioning look.
Jiu Tiao, with his pointed ears, immediately stood up when he heard it, winking at his brother Liu Tiao. Liu Tiao still owed him two dollars and fifty cents?! He remembered it all. Oh, and San Hai and five cents, too...
Liu Tiao, who was in debt, was in great trouble. He finally made an agreement with his brothers to pay them back when he got the subsidy for school. Only then did he escape from the encirclement...
Cheng Zhenzhu was puzzled by the situation. How could Liu Tiao owe so much money? She gave him her allowance on time every month. Where did the money go?
Of course, it was to upgrade the equipment! Liu Tiao looked at the several exquisite wooden guns, slingshots and other items in the luggage and was quite satisfied.
Brothers Ichijo and Nijo have already left school, and now it’s time for him, Rokujo!
**********School A
Instructor Zhou Donglai had never imagined that after more than a decade on the job, he would have his sixth child. He knew Tiao Yi was somewhat of a friend and had six younger brothers, so when the sixth child arrived, he felt a little regretful that the third one hadn't joined their school.
I heard they went to the Imperial Capital, which is a pretty good school. But their school isn't bad either! Over the years, they've trained quite a few outstanding soldiers, like Tiao, who are all top-notch!
One even joined the special forces...
"Chief Instructor, why are you always staring at me?" After three days of training, Liu Tiao found that their chief instructor always liked to stare at him. When he was stared at again on the third day, Liu Tiao really couldn't help it!
Zhou Donglai, who had been promoted to chief instructor, moved his head and said, "Oh, my neck is stuck. It's okay, keep practicing."
Six: ...
After three days of watching the entire thing, Zhou Donglai discovered that the military qualities of the Yitiao family were all top-notch. Especially the six, whose foundation was much better than Yitiao's.
No! Such a good seedling, I must talk to Brother Ren about it...
————When Liu Tiao entered the school to participate in training, Cheng Zhenzhu and the others took a few walks and prepared to go back.
September 1st is coming soon, the first day of school...
As soon as he got home, Bajio couldn't wait to run to his room and open the only gift given to him by his brother Liujio.
Rubbing his hands together and opening it cheerfully, Hachijo discovered a fountain pen inside. It was the same fountain pen that Rokujo had given to Ozawa...
Brother Liu Tiao lied to him again!
Bajiao is angry! He said it was the only one! But in fact, everyone who sees it gets one, right?
After getting angry, Hachijo immediately decided to use the pen given by his brother Rokujo to write a letter to scold his brother Rokujo, but he found that he could not find ink.
His six older brothers never gave him any ink!
That's too much! Brother Xiaoze and Sister Xiaoting both have ink, but he doesn't...
"Brother Hachijo, I have ink." Jiujo saw his brother Hachijo shaking the pen, which seemed to have no ink, so he rummaged through the boxes and took out a bottle of brand new black ink.
"Kujo, where did you get the ink?" Bajo looked at the can of black ink in Kujo's hand in surprise. Kujo didn't write with a fountain pen, so how could he get the ink?
"Brother Liu Tiao gave it to me!" Jiu Tiao said with a blink of his eyes.
Liu Tiao's brother said he had a gift for him and him alone, and then he secretly gave him a bottle of ink.
He didn't really want the ink, but Liu Tiao said it was a token of his appreciation, so he had no choice but to accept it...
!!! ...
After listening to this, Bajiao didn't know what his mood was at the moment. Anyway, he wanted to curse people, curse for several pages!
etc!
After grumbling and cursing for two lines, Ba Tiao suddenly thought of a question.
Brother Liu Tiao gave Jiu Tiao a bottle of black ink. Did he also give his brother something?
"Brother Liu Tiao?" Qi Tiao asked when he saw Ba Tiao running over. He said truthfully, "He gave me a can of red ink! But I don't need it. Do you want it..."
Hahahahahahahaha! Brother Liu Tiao gave his brother red ink, gave Jiu Tiao black ink, and gave him the most expensive fountain pen!
After eight self-help strategies, I suddenly came to my senses.
It seems Liu Tiao is still his best friend! He gave him the most expensive pen and even went to great lengths to match it with two different colors...Ya Tiao suddenly felt brighter and crossed out all the insults he had said to Liu Tiao, replacing them with words of praise.
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1987, Lantern Festival.
Two familiar people who were not strangers came to my house that day.
One of them was Mr. Wang’s eldest nephew, Wang Dagang, and the other was his eldest nephew’s good brother Wei Xingwu.
The two people came to tell Cheng Zhenzhu the good news.
The two thousand yuan she invested in the two of them has already begun to pay off. Due to society's desire for cultural aesthetics, the antique market has grown significantly in the past two years.
"We started by renting a yard and a tin shed, selling second-hand goods from everywhere, but no one was interested. Thanks to the lack of interest, we bought a lot of antiques at low prices..."
"For the first two years, everyone was afraid to touch anything, or they were just trying to get rid of it. "Porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, Buddha statues—we bought everything we could find. Now we're the largest store on Yizi Antique Street..." Wang Dagang began to chat, cracking sunflower seeds.
Wei Xingwu was quite happy as he spoke. Those foreigners and devils found everything new and exciting, wanting to buy everything they saw, even spontaneously bidding on the goods.
He charged 300 yuan for a spittoon and thought he was getting a bargain. But it was actually a fake that he and Dagang had bought. It was a knock-off at first glance...
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